#midnight poooost again

[jordanstrophe]

For Your Own Good

CW: Emotional Whumpee trying to extract revenge, rough/harsh caretaker,  manhandling, forcefully carried, past torture implied, angst

Whumpee had gone insane.

Even after being rescued, they never let themselves recover. They spent all their time locked away in their room tracking whumper’s location, predicting their movements and planning their revenge.

They wanted them to suffer. Even if it was but a fraction of what they felt.

A soft knock came from Caretaker, who held a tray full of snacks and a drink.

“Whumpee? You didn’t come for dinner again. I’m getting worried about you. Can you please try to just nibble on someth-'' Caretaker froze mid sentence when they saw their room trashed. Paper littered the floors, holes in the wall from their fist no doubt, and Whumpee hunched over a desk scribbling away on a map with a red marker like a madman.

“Oh, whumpee...” Caretaker sighed, setting the tray next to them. “How long have you-”  -”Enough!!” Whumpee snapped, hardly glancing away from their work. “I have to-... I have to find them!” They cried, slamming their fist on the table. 

“Okay! Okay, I’m sorry.” Caretaker raised their hands and backed away. 

“I’ll leave the tray, please, try and eat something.” They quietly reminded before shutting the door.

-

The next day, Caretaker had to do a double take when they saw Whumpee up and... Excited? 

“I found them! I know where they are!” Whumpee cheered, struggling to pull their coat on. “What? Whumpee, you can’t be serious! You’re still recovering!” Caretaker argued.

“I’m fine! I can do this.” They hissed. 

“Do what, Whumpee? What are you doing to do when you find them, hmm?”

“I-... I know what I’m doing...”

“Do you!? You've hardly taken care of yourself all week! You’re in no condition to face them! Please, let someone else handle this. I don’t want to see you hurt yourself even more.” Caretaker pleaded.

Every word seemed to make them angrier as they stormed out with a groan and slammed the door behind them. Caretaker practically mimicked their groan before running out to follow them.

--

They made it to an old crumbled shop. Whumpee struggled to pull themselves out of the car as they staggered to keep their balance as soon as their feet touched the ground. 

“Hey” Caretaker called, grabbing their arm. “You can hardly walk. Please, stay in the car. We’ll get them, okay?” They tried to sooth. 

“I have to do this... I’m going to do this. You can’t stop me.” They slurred, ripping their arm from Caretaker's grasp as they swayed and rapidly blinked to focus. 

“Whumpee... I know you want to. But you can’t.” Caretaker’s hand found their cheek as they turned their head back, their hand feeling damp with tears. Whumpee’s eyes widened when they felt them too, reaching up and touching their soaked cheek. They whimpered miserably, their arms falling slack at their side and began to tremble. 

“I-...I’m sorry..” 

“No.” Caretaker cooed, brushing the hair from their face.

“I’m sorry.”

Before they could register what they even meant, they were already bent over Caretaker’s shoulder and carried back to the car.

“Wha-?... No! Stop it! Put me down!” They screamed, weakly hammering a fist into Caretaker’s back. They swung the car door open and dumped them into the back seat. Whumpee struggled, writhing and sobbed hysterically in their grasp as Caretaker just held them tightly against their chest.

“Caretaker stop! Let go of me! I have to do this, pl-ease!” They cried. 

They held them there for what felt like hours until they started to drift off, the exhaustion and stressful week hitting them like a train. Whumpee’s cheek was squished against their shoulder as their breathing began to slow and relax, their eyes falling closed. 

“I’m sorry. It was for your own good.” They whispered, knowing Whumpee couldn’t hear them.

But they didn’t need to.

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[tamatomo-rainbow]

A delay, already?

Yep. I’m not gonna get the Tuesday post up until Wednesday, sorry! (Probably late morning, so not super late. But still...!)

It’s half my fault and half this site’s mobile app’s fault :P

Long story short: I pulled the classic student blunder and said, “Everything’s ready! But I won’t queue the post until later, I wanna review it first.”

Guess what didn’t work according to plan? :’)

(if you don’t wanna read me rambling, feel free to skip! cute tama babies will be here soon)

First issue: “Wait...where’s all my drafts? Oh no...did I do it again?” Yup! New TTS drafts, all nice and ready - on my personal and not here! 

“Ugh...can’t I move them or something?” Nope! Thanks, tumblr, for making it impossible to take a post I haven’t made yet and move it to my side blog’s drafts instead of the main’s drafts...why can’t I do that, huh? It’s all on the same account...

“Fiiiiineeee, I’ll remake the poooost, ugh...” 

I go to do that, but apparently the mobile app had surprises for me, to the tune of “every photo needs to be added individually to a post! If you select a bunch from your phone camera, it just won’t work!”

That, on top of my existing annoyance with tags not being suggested properly, just made me give up on the app. But trying to do it on the mobile site is no better for some reason? (kept failing to load the add images page at all, even after a phone reboot...)

So, in frustration, I decided to use my laptop...but all the content is on my phone. No prob, just gotta upload them to somewhere that both can see!

Weeeelll...

First I started a new Dropbox (and an email) just for this blog. Then I queued up all the content I figured I’d need for a bit and walked away.

(I was short on coffee and in the middle of babysitting, so I kinda had to?) 

I came back to my phone hours later and saw...not success! Nope, my 3rd attempt at upload had failed, because apparently 60 at a time is just too many tamagotchi images? (tsk) 

Finally I took my time and picked them in batches of like 25 and it was fine, but of course by then it was...just before now, whoops.

And here I am, at nearly midnight, finally ready to...actually remake the post I already made on Sunday. -_-

So, instead, I’m gonna take my time and write it up tomorrow. And since I swapped to posting every week anyway, using my laptop instead of my phone won’t be so bad. Plus I can find the time, spread across the week, to choose photos more carefully on a larger screen...

Bye, tumblr app! I won’t miss you! :D

(for the stuff I do on my other blogs, it’s easy to do on the mobile site ^-^ no more unblockable app ads for me!)