#catnykit

[is-the-post-reliable]

yoU ARE SO IMPORTANT TO THE INTERNET

that's very kind of you but i am literally just a blog on tumblr.com

[brutal-nemesis]

could y draw a random oc. in a cardboard box. only head visible.

Two for the price of one

[whumpshaped]

Are you gonna continue stray????

yes!

[wolveria]

I just wanted to say hi and give you a taco

🌮

(Spoiler: it has chilli pepper HAHAHHAHA/j no but your stories are heartbreaking but so good so have a chili taco 👹)

[another-whump-sideblog]

you are so nice and patient and wonderful and i hope you live and die in a way that does honor to that because i think you deserve it :D because i just kinda snapped on anon and yet you anwsered with such gentleness :D have a taco 🌮

Aww thank you 💚

[bbq-ishere]

☕️🍵

thanks buddy :]

[paingoes]

follow up cause i do have a folder like. these are my favorite tags/comments ive gotten for destroyer they all make me sooooo happy.

Hi!

What is (one of) the best interaction(s) you've had in the whump community?

--@whumporama ❤️🔪

hiiii @whumporama !!!!

honestly i dont even know where to begin!!! i gush about it a lot but people are soooooo nice here so interactive so supportive. im at a point now where i get semi-regular asks about my writing and its the sweetest thing in the world it never stops being incredible

but what comes to mind immediately is when i was first starting out and i got to read specifically @whump-queen‘s tags? it made me so excited everytime i still look at this screenshot regularly cause its my favorite

ive had a ton of other positive interactions as well theres honestly too many to name but yeah!

[cyberwhumper]

        Imran feels like he’s training himself just as much as he is Horus.

        He might as well have a goddamn clicker on himself, redirecting every time he catches himself thinking about how much of a failure he is, how much of a disaster Horus is, just how badly everything has gone wrong. He even has little reminders taped up around the house. They’re stupid, trite things from psychology textbooks, but he knows they’re true. Recovery isn’t linear. Slow progress is still progress. Keep moving forward. The time will pass anyways.

        He sighs, dishing out the wet food. WORDS ARE FUN, declares the fridge. He and Horus are still working on that—him spending hours at a time coaxing the animal to speak, rewarding him for each time he uses a word to ask for what he wants or needs, though Imran hasn’t exactly figured out what treat to give him when he says “please don’t hurt me.” Those words are less fun.

        “C’mere, Horus,” he says, keeping his voice light and soft. “Dinner time!”

        The animal pads around the corner, cautious. He doesn’t seem to like the tile floor of the kitchen, too cold and hard on his paws, but Imran keeps encouraging him. Pets eat in the kitchen, and Horus will adapt eventually.

        “Good boy. Good puppy.” He shakes the bowl, wafting hopefully-enticing synthmeat fumes across the room. Horus’s ears flick, nose twitching, and he sits, curled against the fridge, pressing his back into the corner where it meets the cabinets. His eyes are huge and white-rimmed, fixed on Imran as he licks his lips. Imran mostly suppresses another sigh. The body language is infuriating. The licking, is that hunger or anxiety? Is the eye contact obedience or a threat display? He’s making himself small, not hostile, which should mean vulnerability, but will he lunge if Imran gets close and he feels cornered? It’s maddening just how many variables there are at play.

        “Horus, come.” Imran tries adding a little bit more command into his voice. The pet is lower than him in the family hierarchy, so Horus should have to come to him for food. That makes sense.

        Horus doesn’t move except to quiver and lick his lips again.

        Imran doesn’t hold back the sigh this time.

        Recovery isn’t linear.

        Fine.

        He sits down on the tile himself, despite the way his knees protest, with his back to the dishwasher, then sets the bowl down and slides it across the floor to the animal. Horus’s eyes flick down to the bowl, then back to Imran.

        “Well, now that I’m down here, I’m not getting up any time soon,” Imran says, trying to make it a joke. “So you might as well go ahead and eat, puppy.”

        The time will pass anyways.

[Fic by the exceptionally talented @bxtterflystxtches , who I have the honor of collaborating with for this event. Please show him some love!]

[OC INDEX]

COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN!

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If you’re interested in being added to the tag list, please let me know!

[serickswrites]

could you please make ‘rope’ into a series where whumpee eventually does recover, but it takes a long time and there are a lot of setbacks?

Absolutely, Anon, I can write this for you.

Please enjoy!

Part 1

Warnings: referenced captivity, referenced torture (unspecified), catatonia, blood, scrapes, hurt/aftermath, head injury

Two days. Two days had passed since Caretaker sat Whumpee in their car and doctored their wounds. Two days had passed since they got Whumpee out of Whumper's compound. Two days. And Whumpee hadn't uttered a word.

Caretaker was sure that Whumpee just needed more time. Just needed some quiet and peace to realize they were safe. Then the normally bright and bubbly Whumpee would be back.

But that hadn't happened yet. Caretaker wasn't even sure they had seen Whumpee eat or drink anything. They just lay in their bed, curled up and silent. Caretaker had come in several times a day to check Whumpee's scabbed over wrists and to try and coax Whumpee into eating something.

"Whumpee, would you like something to eat?" Caretaker asked softly from the door.

Whumpee didn't respond. It was as though Caretaker wasn't even there.

"Please, Whumpee, let me bring you something. Or come out into the kitchen with me." Caretaker touched Whumpee's shoulder softly.

Whumpee began to scream and thrash violently, desperately trying to get away from Caretaker.

"Whumpee! Whumpee!" Caretaker shouted over Whumpee's screams. "You're safe. I've got you!"

But Whumpee didn't hear Caretaker. They continued to scream as they fell off the bed. Continued to scream as they scrambled back. And they screamed until they hit their head on the bureau and went still.

"Whumpee! Whumpee, no!" Caretaker rushed forward as Whumpee slumped to the side, their eyes unfocused and hazy. Whumpee flinched as Caretaker touched them, but didn't fight.

"It's ok, I've got you," Caretaker murmured softly as they lifted Whumpee up. "I'm just going to get you some help. You'll be right as rain soon." Caretaker walked to their car. They had to get Whumpee to the hospital. Between the rapidly growing bump on the back of Whumpee's head and their refusal to eat or drink anything, Whumpee needed help. And it was the kind that Caretaker couldn't give.

Tags: @janetm74 @crabofthewoods @beomsstudio @edutainer2022 @whumpbump @coramakesart @thathurt-doitagain @catnykit @idkwhattodowiththisaltiamsorry

[whmp]

hey, it's me! i'm still alive, somehow, though just barely. this semester has been pretty tough so far and will probably remain that way until spring. despite this, i managed to add some fun new features. : ) ALSO i promise 100000% that if you sent me an ask i WILL answer it. i will. anyway, look at all those cool things! -> a system for cuts, bruises, tattoos, wounds and other decorations your whumpee's skin is an empty canvas. whether you fill it with scars and wounds or cutesy band aids is up to you!

the way this is set up is kind of like a bunch of stickers. so for example, if you decide to hurt the lil' guy with something sharp, he'll get a "stab wound" sticker in the spot you decided to target. over time, that sticker will change over to a "stab scar" one. it's a very flexible way to do things, but it still needs some work and a couple big changes, since it's very unfriendly to low-end computers. in terms of visuals though, it should look exactly the same as the decal-based "decorations" for your whumpee that you see above!

- a better way of getting that dude on camera the camera system is now a lot more immersive and will fit the story. the awkward developer cam that could clip into walls is no more.

you can drag around the view and zoom in and out by scrolling. as you progress, you'll get access to even more ways to invade your whumpee's privacy. : )

-> new ways to get horny in the last devlog post (around 1000 years ago) i said that you won't see any "horny accessories" in the upcoming updates. that was a complete lie, sorry! here's a preview of some cool new horns you can give to your whumpee.

the neat part is that the horns are customizable - other than just choosing the shape, you can modify their size and color gradient. -> other stuff + story i've made plenty of changes and additions to the back end. most of it is not flashy or super significant - most of the time and energy i could dedicate to the project went right into fueling the violent, bloody conflict between me and custom shader code. i've also made some updates to how time is simulated and fixed a bunch of bugs. there is now a sound system too! i'll look for some copyright-free sfx and music before the next update. oh, and there's some lore too!

i've been experimenting with different ways of delivering the main storyline. heavily stylized cutscene-like sequences were very fun to do! not sure if i'll stick with this style though. either way, i have the general outline of something that resembles a plot. >: ) that's it for now! again, sorry for the irregular update schedule. i've been following the "no progress for a long time, then one night you have all the energy and inspiration in the world and you zone the fuck out for an unhealthy amount of time just working on your thing then until realize that you're going to be asleep within the next 40 seconds" development strategy - hopefully, my brain will kindly allow me to switch to a more comfortable workflow. :' ) taglist below: (let me know if you want to be added OR LET ME KNOW IF I FORGOT TO ADD YOU IM SO SORRY) @whumpinthepot @andithewhumper @pigeonwhumps @monarchthefirst @scp-1296 @whumpedydump @screenys-whump-corner @whumpshaped @bloodsweatandpotato @burning-and-remembering @thealmightyconeoftruth @whimpity-whumpity @catnykit @vietbluecoeur @rainythealias @cardboardarsonist @snakebites-and-ink @lthrboy @woo-lu-woo @wingsofadragonsstuff @wecoffphm @bayvel @pics-and-fanfics @dokidokisadness @generic-whumperz @lambetjenasus @aarika-merrill @hayaneakabane @moons-cozy-corner @brittaunfiltered09 @rule-masochism @reverie1234 @oddsconvert @wh-wh-whumpified @currentlyinthesprial @cupcakes-and-pain @heavenlyden @whumpsday @likeadeadbattery @stay-on-topic1 @cyborg0109 @kawhump @astrowhump

[snakebites-and-ink]

Whumper-Turned-Caretaker CYOA 27

CW for the series | Masterlist

You chose to take Whumpee on an outing.

“Whumpee,” you start, “I’d like to take you outside. And not just to the backyard. I was thinking a walk around the neighborhood. Can I trust you not to…get me in trouble?” They acted trustworthy before, when they kept quiet with your friend over, so you believe you can trust them again. But this is a new level of freedom and opportunity, so you’d like to make sure.

They nod. “Yes,” they say, voice soft but not weak.

“And are you ready for that?”

“Yes,” they say again. “I would really like that.”

“Okay. Let’s go, shall we?”

You bring them outside—out the front this time, where there’s sidewalk leading away from the house and no tall fence enclosure to keep the two of you hidden.

Whumpee gawks a little. It’s understandable; they haven’t seen a space this open in a long time.

You let them pick a direction, and start walking down the block, side by side. Whumpee enjoys the fresh air, the sunlight, and the birds that occasionally fly by or sing from the trees. You enjoy seeing their renewed wonder at a world that you’ve taken for granted but that they’ve spent too long cooped up away from.

They don’t shout or make a break for it. It seems you’ve succeeded in building up a trust that goes both ways. You make it back home without any incidents.

Whumpee looks a little regretful that it’s over. You promise them they’ll have the chance to stroll the streets again before too long, which cheers them up and earns you one of those smiles you’ve learned to value from them.

What you don’t tell them is that you’re not sure whether that chance will be with you again.

It’s time to make a choice. Whumpee has come a long way. As far as you’re able to tell, they’ve gotten through the biggest parts of the recovery you decided to help them with when you first brought them out of the basement. Whumpee is about ready to go back to whatever life they had before. Still, you can't help but wonder if…maybe they didn't have much to go back to. No one came looking for them in all the time you’ve had them, after all.

Taglist:

@kabie-whump, @whumpanthems, @whumpsoda, @3-2-whump, @generic-whumperz, 

@taterswhump, @alivenova, @whumped-by-glitter, @expressionless-fr, @whumpycries, 

@whumpsday, @moons-cozy-corner, @echo-goes-aaa, @whumplr-reader, @starfields08000, 

@whump-blog, @ivymyers, @currentlyinthesprial, @lumpofsand, @coffin-hopping, 

@ragin-cajun-fangirl, @catnykit, @indigoviolet311, @dragongodryss, @kira-the-whump-enthusiast,

@risk606, @natthebatt, @decaffeinatedtimetraveler94, @whatwhump, @venusski

@hermitcrabs-1,  @croixph, @mj-or-say10, @kawaii-cakes, @gevwer,

@fourwingedwriter, @turtlesnap1

[brutal-nemesis]

Abt casty being studied in the lab,do the lab has any morals of "we're doing this for the greater good" or is it just "lets fuck around and find out: no anesthesia edition"

Nah the lab is just fucking around. It also ends up being a sort of secret death row for most kingdoms, so the vast majority of the people who end up at that lab are criminals. The general populace don't even know about the lab's existence, as it's on some remote islands in the middle of the sea.

So the data gathered, and all the organs harvested from the dead, are shared with all participating kingdoms and likely used for good, the people there are not given any kind of comfort because they're there as punishment. Castys was the Pirate King when he was captured, but honestly the lab would have caught him even if he wasn't. They study "interesting" people on the DL ✨ but those are a rare occurance

[unforgivenn]

16th HOUR MASTERLIST

Sypnosis: In a messed-up world where your whole life changes on your 16th birthday, society decides if you're human or livestock based on your social status. If you get the livestock label, you lose all your human rights and become a piece of property, destined for work, experimentation, or even get slaughtered for meat. What happens when Samuel gets classified into the livestock category despite being the son of a big-time businessman?

General warnings: denied human rights, captivity, torture, dehumanization, slight sexual abuse mentions, blood, manipulation, depictions of violence, family rejection, coercion, gore, betrayal (maybe more in future if I'm feeling cruel)

Story is based on this.

---------------------------------main story------------------------------

#1: friend or foe

#2: Marked

#3: Slaughterhouse

#4: Inhumane

#5: sale

#6: Under Hammer

#7: A life sold

#8: Flesh and Metal

#9: Until You Break

Try searching #16th hour asks for more content and asks I get on the series

Masterlist will be updated constantly. Reblogs are always appreciated <3

Taglist:

Taglist: @electrons2006/ @anutz1234/ @ash-reh/ @whumped-by-glitter/ @catnykit/ @morning-star-whump/ @paperprinxe/ @octopus-reactivated/ @whumpdemonium/ @watermelons-dont-grow-on-trees/ @noeul-whumpppss

@whumpifi/ @fable-bug-real/ @cheesemctoastnuggets/ @deputydeputyp/ @thelazywitchphotographer/ @isntthisblank/ @noeul-whumpppssssss1234

@nuriiz134/ @fox-fox234/ @carosbee/ @writingphoenix @carolinethedragon/ @possumhoe/ @evagran/ @somebody327/ @someoneoninternettt/ @classyanchorlove/ @kiratheperson/ @boahamcock/ @pyromaiow/ @imarandomgamer/ @edward-mybeloved/ @skribl/ @aleki-lives-here/ @roskarovio/ @pentagramstars/ @ossknsma/ @abbyreader23/ @cluelesscameraman/ @alphabet-egg/ @cheesemctoastnuggets/ @deputydeputyp/ @thelazywitchphotographer/ @isntthisblank/@demetercabingreen-thumb/ @noeul-whumpppssssss1234/ @electrons2006/ @demetercabingreen-thumb

@vampiresprite/ @lucas--43/ @defire/ @mylifeisonthebookshelf/ @whumpwhittler

(let me know if you want to be added or removed <3)

[bltzgore]

@catnykit

.... why can't we have both? 😈

My favorite kind of caretaker, in fact. One with the guardian instinct, and then the raw POWER to back it up.

Some ideas:

- when whumpee is at the bottom of the food chain in a prison, or a lab, or gladiator ring. They get picked on by everyone. Broken bones on a weekly basis, and no where near enough food. Then they endear themselves to caretaker, and suddenly things change. One of whumpee's whumpers goes after them like usual and caretaker thrashes them immediately. Beats them half to death and announces to the rest of the occupants that they showed a good deal of restraint. Anyone to make a move against whumpee will face far worse.

- whumpee pleading with caretaker not to kill someone.

- whumpee being the only one who can calm caretaker down.

- "Lay a finger on them and I will take your arm off."

- "So whumpee, you've got yourself a dog."

- "What a monster."

- angst: whumpee comes sobbing to caretaker after being attacked and instead of stopping to comfort whumpee they rush off to go hunting for the perpetrator.

- coup de gras: the freeze of caretaker's blood when they hear whumpee scream (or scream their name.) And the storm that arrives when they reach them.

- caretaker's wrath makes the earth shake ♥️

Mood music

[whumpshaped]

Stray 5

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tw institutional/systemic pet whump, second person pov (and you're the pet!)

There's no way you're letting him drop it. You leave the cat food and dash out from behind the dumpster, caution be damned. You're too close to that delicious cup of soup to lose it now.

You snatch the plastic container from his hand and step back, taking a big gulp of the flavourful liquid inside. Oh, it's so delightfully warm. And tasty. Not as good as the soup at the shelter, but it's definitely better than the literal trash you've been eating.

The man reaches into his pocket and takes out several napkins. He places them on the frozen top of the dumpster, then puts the rest of the food on it. Honestly, he could've put the crackers and the sandwich on the ground for all you care, those are packaged anyway. Hell, he could've put the apple there. It's not like you have been living on fine cuisine. Still, you appreciate the care.

~

taglist: @whumpsday @the-scrapegoat @project-xiii @justletmereadmywhump @sariadragon @sowhumpful @books-are-everything @littlespacecastle @captain-bo-bob-bobby @morning-star-whump @a-formless-entity @nyooom @100percentevil @catnykit @whumpinthepot @snakebites-and-ink @expressionless-fr

[jennyyy007]

FAMILY 🍼 pt. 9

Helpless - Finns pov.

cw: male whumpee, male whumper, forced infantilization, creepy whumper, multiple whumpees, non sexual intimate whumper, defiant whumpee, broken bones

I was very tired when I wrote this so please excuse the lazy writing <3

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Finn makes a big stretch as he wakes up. Sleeping in the same position every day makes his body feel pretty stiff overnight.

As he gains a little more of his consciousness back he notices something… a sharp pain in his legs. Both of them.

“F-fuckk”

The boy mutters as he sits up and quickly pushes the blanket away, revealing his knees… tied up with a, once white, bloody bandage.

Before he can show any reaction to it, the door opens, Levi entering his room.

“Good morning Finny! How are you feeling today sweetie? The pain alright?”

He says as he looks down at the boy sitting on his crib.

Finn knows exactly what happened yesterday… when Levi picked the boy up to go to the bathroom with him. He managed to wiggle his way free and hurry through the hallway, storming to the basement door… but to his demise… it was locked…

“W-.. what did you do?”

Levi tilts his head playfully before he chuckles a bit, gently reaching down for his baby boy.

“Why don’t I show you?”

He asks as he picks the boy up under his shoulders and moves to put him down on both of his legs.. for some reason.. finn wasn’t cuffed the cells of the crib.

But as the boys feet touch the carpet covered floor he lets out a quick scream. Levi sets him down, making him try to stand by himself but he can’t… The boy drops down on his side.

“F-fuck what-“

Levi chuckles before gently moving to pick Finn up.

“Aww sweetie can’t you stand already? Helpless little baby..”

He says as he holds the boy to him, moving over to the comfy cuddle corner, sitting finn down in his lap and holding him, wrapping his arms around the boys stomach.

“M-my legs I-“

“I broke your kneecaps baby. You tried to run from daddy so he had to teach you a lesson.”

He says in a more stern tone now…

“You won’t be able to walk or stand for a while and moving your legs will be uncomfortable in general. This is your fault… you tried to run from daddy.”

Finn looks down at his knees, making another sob. His legs… he used to play soccer. The boy was the best player in his team.. and now.. he can’t use his legs anymore..

He starts to cry heavy tears, obviously devastated because of his loss.

“Aww.. it’s okay baby… let it out..”

Levi says, pulling the boy in a tighter hug. Rubbing his cheek against his sons sweetly.

“Shhh…”

He whispers as he gently pats the boys head… and he can’t help but cuddle up to his fathers chest, sobbing into it, craving all of the affection he can…

He’s helpless now… a completely helpless baby…

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@a-living-canvas @catnykit @watermelons-dont-grow-on-trees @suchagoodgirl