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“I’m scared. What if they catch me? Hurt me again”

“I’ll kill them before I’d let that happen”

“What if you can’t?”

“Then I’ll kill you”

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I need to know he’s okay.

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The idea of a character being gently shushed in a comforting manner while being hurt by the person shushing them is lowkey good whump material

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Thinking a lot about whumpees who don't have caretakers. Ones who will not be noticed or missed if they vanish, who have no one to worry about them, to send help, or look for them. Whumpees who know that if they don't save themselves, they will die at the whumper's hands. No one is coming.

Whumpees who know that if they do die, they'll die a nameless Doe. They might not even get a proper burial but if they do, their grave will remain unmarked. No one will mourn them and flowers will never decorate their resting place.

Whumpees who do escape their whumper but when they stumble back into civilization and are helped by a Good Samaritan, they can't tell them anything about themselves. They're too conditioned and their mind has blocked out too much to remember their own names or how they came to be with their whumper in the first place. All they know is that they're still breathing and the promise of a soft, safe bed is enough to reduce them to tears.

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Thinking a lot about whumpees who don't have caretakers. Ones who will not be noticed or missed if they vanish, who have no one to worry about them, to send help, or look for them. Whumpees who know that if they don't save themselves, they will die at the whumper's hands. No one is coming.

Whumpees who know that if they do die, they'll die a nameless Doe. They might not even get a proper burial but if they do, their grave will remain unmarked. No one will mourn them and flowers will never decorate their resting place.

Whumpees who do escape their whumper but when they stumble back into civilization and are helped by a Good Samaritan, they can't tell them anything about themselves. They're too conditioned and their mind has blocked out too much to remember their own names or how they came to be with their whumper in the first place. All they know is that they're still breathing and the promise of a soft, safe bed is enough to reduce them to tears.

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Some angsty pit withdrawal Jason and batfam? 🤲

“Dad…?” I’m here, Jay.

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“No, Tim.”

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A boot on the small of whumpees back, pinning them down against the cold concrete. To hold them in place as whumper smiles at the surrounding crowds. To keep them close while whumper waits for their guards to come and drag them away.

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"what time are you getting home?" caretaker asks

whumpee sniffles and stares at whumper, a gun in their face. "I'll be late, you can lock up"

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oughgh escaped whumpees having to cut the tracking devices out of each other

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Ohhh thinking about... tbh I don't know what it is but this specific flavour of Whumper:

"Shh, shh, this is for the best, okay? You were bad, and now you are being punished. Balance has to be restored. I'll go back to being nice [Whumper] afterwards."

"This is for your own good."

"Oh, stop complaining. Do you want to go back to [Other Whumper]? I treat you like gold compared to them."

Deliberately putting Whumpee in dangerous situations just so they can swoop in and save them.

"Now look what you've made me do."

"Do you have any idea how much it hurts me to punish you? But I have to."

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When whumper reaches out to touch a bound and gagged whumpee’s face but they flinch away with a small, muffled sound.

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"I have her! ...I lost a few men in the process, but I would have gladly paid a hundred times that number for such a prize."

#MYSTober day 9: Rebellion.

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