#whump dialogue

[lumpywhump]

thinking of a bad caretaker and a mentally disabled whumpee

"what the hell do you mean? Just do it!"

"I can't! It's not that simple!"

"why not!? I can do it just fine!"

"could you do it for me then...?"

"No. You need to learn how to do this kind of stuff on your own,"

"but caretaker! I'm having a really bad flare up! It's /debilitating/ right now!"

"...shit I forgot about that..."

Extra fun if at the end whumpee feels like a useless piece of crap.

[literarystarfish]

When Whumpee misconstrued one of Caretaker’s questions/concerns/casual comments to be something they are sorry for/ should be apologetic about or that Caretaker meant for them to stop doing that thing or was being demeaning about it.

“You’re bleeding!” “Sorry! I’m sorry! I won’t get it on anything!”

“Does your ankle hurt?” “I can still do the [thing Caretaker asked if they wouldn't mind doing]. It doesn’t hurt that bad.”

“You’re sniffling…. Are you crying?!” “I promise I won’t be loud! I just can’t stop! I’m sorry!”

“You’re breathing a bit loud. Is your rib hurting again? … WHY ARE YOU HOLDING YOUR BREATH?!”

“Your room was a bit warm today. Is that how you like it? I sleep hot so I would end up sweating all night with my heater on that high.” (A few nights later) “C-Caretaker? Is.. is it alright if I t-take the blanket from the couch to m-my room t-tonight?” “Of course! How are you still cold when you're room is so hot? Are you feeling well?— WHY ARE ALL YOUR WINDOWS OPEN?! ITS WINTER!!”

“You sure are hungry! Looks like your appetite is coming back.” “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to take too much. I won’t eat tomorrow to make up for it.”

“Your hair looks different!” “I know… I'm sorry. I didn't really like it in [old-Whumper’s-favorite-style] so I changed it. I’ll change it back though, 'cause I know it makes me more pleasing to look at. I’m sorry.”

"Why are there bandage wrappings in the garbage?" "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to take your supplies without asking! Its just that one of my stitches opened up and it wouldn't stop bleeding."

[whump-in-the-closet]

“Ready to come home?”

“You’d have to beat me senseless before I went willingly with you anywhere.”

“That can be arranged.”

[lumpsbumpsandwhumps]

The Five Stages of Grief

Denial - "This can't be happening" // "I'm going to wake up any minute...it's only a nightmare..." // "None of this real, it can't be!" // "There's been a mistake!" // "They...they wouldn't leave me like this, they'll come rescue me, they will!"

Anger - "You can't do this to me!" // "Fuck you, you fucking psychopath!" // "I don't have to listen to you!" // "You're a goddamn coward!" // "Let me out of here so I can break your neck!" // "You'll be sorry when they come find me, creep!"

Bargaining - "Please, no, anything but that!" // "N-not the cattle prod, please, I'll do whatever you want!" // "No, don't hurt them! Hurt me instead, I can take it!" // "I'll let you touch me however you want just please don't use that!" // "I'll tell you whatever you want if you just let me go!"

Depression - "Do whatever you want, what's the point?" // "I don't think I have anything left to scream for you" // "Just kill me and get it over with" // "Just...just leave me alone..." // "Why are they taking so long to find me? Don't they care? Don't they love me?"

Acceptance - "I knew I deserved this..." // "I'll be good, I promise" // "I love you, too" // "They were never looking for me, were they?" // "Yes, sir/ma'am" // "What do you mean 'leave'? I can't leave, that's against the rules"

[belovedwhump]

"Are you okay?"

"I'm not gonna ask if you're okay, because I know you're not."

"Are you okay? Sorry, stupid question."

"Are you okay- oh. Oh! No, yeah, you're definitely not okay."

"Are you okay- Wait, is that... blood?!"

"I was going to ask if you're okay, but I think it's better if we just skip that and go straight to the hospital."

"I know you're not okay, but are you okay?"

"How not okay are you right now?"

"Can I ask if you're okay, or will you bite my head off for it?"

"Are you- Woah, there's no need for the death glare, I wasn't gonna ask that!"

"You're not dead, are you? Good. Just checking."

[whumppromptoftheday]

"hey," caretaker snaps, pulling whumpee's face up to look at them, "you stay with me now, alright?"

whumpee mumbles incoherently and their head lulls forward, eyes closing

[whitecoatwhump]

“Hey, hey,” they snapped their fingers in the whumpee’s face, “don’t pass out on me just yet. I need you to focus.”

[chiharuuu22]

Shhhh! Keep your voice down and don't be loud. Whumpee is sleeping (or has just fallen asleep).

In Caretaker's arms after being rescued.

In a hospital bed in a recovery ward (or perhaps an ICU) after receiving care and treatment or perhaps emergency surgery.

On a bed in a room in a recovery house. Bonus points for the house are that the house belongs to the Caretaker and the bed BELONGS TO CARETAKER (AND CARETAKER'S BEDROOM)!!!!

In the passenger seat. Sleep on your back in the back seat or sleep in a half-sitting position after the seat is lowered slightly on the driver's side seat. Bonus points Caretaker puts on the jacket or coat to cover Whumpee.

On the sofa in front of the fireplace.

In a wheelchair while taking a leisurely walk.

On the couch on the terrace.

On the Caretaker's lap. Bonus points with the accompaniment of Caretaker's soft voice lulling Whumpee to sleep and caressing Whumpee's hair.

Sleep leaning on the Caretaker's shoulder when sitting side by side. Bonus points when they are in a discussion with the team members and Whumpee suddenly falls asleep exhausted.

Anything you want to add?

[foundfamilywhump]

whumpee who’s been reduced to begging, and can’t even think of anything specific to beg for. not for the pain to stop, not for help to come, just please. please, choked out through sobs, too overwhelmed to say anything else, even as they’re being mocked for their weakness - please, please, please.

[angels-whump]

I am so obsessed with any “but I’m going to make you wish I had killed you” line

[a-class-attempter]

Whumpee collapsed on the rough forest ground, their suit tattered and covered in dirt. They had been walking in the unforgiving heat for days without food or shelter, living off muddy river water. They just couldn’t do it anymore. After a few hours, a voice cut through the woods. “Whumpee? Why don’t you come back so we can have a chat.” Whumpee laid there, motionless. They would have cried if they had the energy.

Heavy boots crunched the leaves beneath them as Whumper walked over and kneeled by Whumpee’s side. “Oh, you poor little traitor.” They gripped Whumpee’s hair and forced them to make eye contact with Whumper. “You will never get away from me.”

[literarystarfish]

Love it when a character doesn’t show their pain or that they are dangerously close to their body’s breaking point.

Be it because:

they’re scared of someone else’s reaction

or they’ve been trained to ‘shut up about stupid little things like that’/‘work through it or else I’ll really give you something painful to whine about’

or they believe the mission is more important than their health

or they’re just stoic

or they refuse to show weakness because they think they need to be tough to be useful.

Because when whatever-it-is-that-they-are-hiding inevitably comes to light (only after getting so SO much worse because they didn’t care for themself, of course) the shock and vulnerability and desperation is sooo much better.

“I-I’m a-alright. P-promise…” “You can’t even stand up!”

“I think somethings wrong with— Did they just pass out?!?!!”

“But the mission!” “You’re hurt! Screw the mission!” “I-I’m f-fine! Don’t … don’t worry about me. Just… we have to finish the m-m-mis-mission.. it…it’s all that matters!”

“If you need help we can—” “No! I’m … I’m fine… Just… just let me do it.” “We don’t want you to hurt yourself even m—” “I’m FINE!”

“You’re burning up! Where did this fever come from so suddenly?! Come on. Let’s get you in a cool bath……. Is that a wound?! It’s infected! How long have you had this?!”

“What’s that on your clothes?……. Blood?! You’re bleeding!!” “It’s-it’s nothing…” “Nothing?! You need stitches!”

“Why didn’t you tell me?!” “B-because… you’d be mad at me for whining over something so small…” “What?! No! You need to take care of this! Let me help you.” “You… you don’t need to go through all th-this trouble for me….” “Its not trouble! I’d be glad to help you. Don’t ever hide something like this again! You could have hurt yourself even worse if you just left it like this!”

“I… I can.. I can keep going… I s-swear…” “You look like you’re about to drop any minute!” “I’m… I’m always tired…” “Not like this you’re not. What’s wrong?” “Nothing…”

[whump-in-the-closet]

dialogue i kinda go feral for

Characters who are unhinged/ self-destructive edition

"If I don't make it back, run." They know they don't have a fighting chance against the trap Whumper's set for them. They're still going to try.

"Shut up and fucking fight me." There's blood dripping from their nose and they wipe it away, lunging to their feet after being knocked down.

"Is it just me, or did you used to pack a better punch?" Sardonic, biting back the tears. They can't hear through the ringing in their ears and Whumper twists a hand into their hair, forcing their head up. "Just you."

"Don't touch me. I said, don't. touch. me." Whumper's hand finds their throat anyway and Whumpee, in restraints, can only snarl. Whumper smiles. "What are you going to do about it?" Whumpee's eyes flash, dangerous, brilliant, then bite down hard on Whumper's hand.

"Ah, yes, Whumper, remember when I said I would destroy everything you loved? I'm here to follow through on that." Behind them, something is burning and they're leaning on their weapon for support. They lift it slowly. "Ready? I am."

"Everyone get behind me. Now!" An explosion. Brilliant, flashing pain, then nothing.

"Fuck you-- don't lock me in here! I can still fight!" Whumpee slams their fist against the door as Caretaker reluctantly backs away from the glass, guilt-stricken. But they cannot let Whumpee leave. Not in the state they're in, not with the unhealed mass of lacerations on their back and arms. "So help me," Whumpee shouts through the glass. "I'll break this door down!"

[whumblr]

"You should kneel before your master."

- "My what now?!"

- "Sure, but I don't think it will fix you."

- "No <3"

- "If you find him, let me know, would you."

- "oH yEs mAsTeR wHaTEvEr YoU SaY."

[enemieswbenefits]

"So, what, he just hits you?

"Well, yeah...it's his right"

[whumppromptoftheday]

"you're the toughest person i know," whumper whispers in whumpee's ear, "you'll be fine"