#AHSHSHSSHSHS

[riotcat103]

I'm a boy with big dreams💔

[kaleidoscope-of-thoughts]

RAINBOW-

omg…..Whumpee, Whumpee no🥺

the whole, “this is for your own good”……..AHHHHHHH THATS THE GOOD SHIT

Caretaker apologizing while they do it too UGH I LOVED IT

also don’t worry about taking a long time, :)

and it did notify me that you answered my question :3

if you ever decided to do a part two id be so down

*bows dramatically* I’m back again😌

Anddddd I am here to ask…..what about a drabble where Whumpee wants to stay with Whumper when Caretaker finally finds them and wants to take them away >:) (if this is confusing I mean like Whumpee thinks Whumper loves them is convinced Caretaker doesn’t want what’s best for them)

No pressure and take your time :)

yeah so I took the "take your time" a little too seriously... it's been like forever since you asked this...but I'm writing it I swear

you are ALWAYS welcome back, your asks are amazing, they squeeze writing juice out of my brain. and it was not confusing. I've always wanted to write a scene like this >:)

cws: whumpee thinks whumper is helping them, whumpee has been manipulated, needles, sedative "for your own good"

When I woke up, I was being carried. Not by Whumper, but by a stranger, and I shifted uncomfortably. It took a moment for me to remember what had happened—but it was the same thing that always happened.

I messed up. I messed up like I always did, and Whumper had punished me like he always had to. It had been worse this time, though. Usually when he punished me, he goes just far enough to help. Help me remember not to do it again, help me learn. But he doesn't go too far--I can't inconvenience someone else with taking care of me.

This time was...different. I passed out, I think, and now I was awake and in more pain than usual.

And, I realized, I hadn't treated my wounds yet. No one was supposed to even look at me until I'd treated my wounds... although, now that I thought about it, Whumper had never told me that. It was just the way things had been done.

I opened my eyes to find that I was outside. A stranger was carrying me, as I'd thought.

Why was I outside? Whumper had actually told me that I wasn't supposed to be outside. Ever. But no one ever did anything to me without Whumper's permission. If I asked the stranger where we were going, would it be considered not trusting Whumper? After all, he wouldn't let anything happen to me.

I didn't end up needing to ask anything to the stranger, because they noticed me awake first.

"Oh! You're awake! You must have good metabolism, that sedative was supposed to knock you out for a few hours." They said it like a compliment, but I frowned. If I was supposed to be asleep, why were they acting like it was a good thing I wasn't? "I'm Caretaker," the stranger--or Caretaker, I guess--continued. "I'm taking you to the mountains."

I blinked. The mountains? I didn't want to question anything Whumper had told this person, but the mountains didn't seem like a place Whumper would want me to go. Also, "the mountains" was not very specific, because there were a lot of mountains around where I was supposed to be.

Caretaker waited for a response from me, frowning when they didn't get one. "Did you hear me? I'm taking you to the mountains, where Whumper won't find you. You'll never have to see them again."

"You're taking me away from Whumper?" I repeated, shocked. "That's- no, no, I can't be away from Whumper. They keep me safe, you can't take me away from them!"

They stopped walking, looking about as surprised as I was. "You can't really believe that? I've been a servant of Whumper's for months, and I've seen how they treated you. I'm not a good judge of what is and isn't healthy, I know that, but even I know that what Whumper's doing to you is fucked up."

"No," I argued, and then stop. I shouldn't argue. Right? I'm never supposed to argue, but then again, Whumper has drilled it in my head that they are helping me. I was helped to remember that, so it shouldn't be bad of me to say that they are helping. But I shouldn't argue.

None of this made sense.

Caretaker watched the uncertainty play out on my face and set me down. "I know you're scared," they murmured. "I've been manipulated before, and I know it's terrifying to try to unlearn something someone like that. And I know this isn't going to help, but I really can't risk someone finding us before we get to where I'm taking you."

What was that supposed mean? I stared at them in confusion.

And then there was a pinch in my arm, and a needle stuck out of it when I glanced down.

"I'm so so sorry," they said, "but if you think Whumper was ever trying to help you, I can't risk what you'll do to get back where they are." I was too shocked to respond, but they kept talking. Kept apologizing, until whatever was in the needle took effect and my vision went dark.

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OMG I ACTUALLY FINISHED IT. I thought this day would never come. anyway @kaleidoscope-of-thoughts it probably won't notify you cuz I've had this in my inbox since march lol.

[bitternessofsweetlife]

Ayyyyy it's no prob ahshshsshshs I really adore this fic so much 'cause it's just so so good! My KuroYachi heart was melting while reading it *repeatedly slams kudos button*

I’ve been shipping them for quite some time now. Anyone know any good fanfictions about them?