Hey I May Be On Hiatus Right Now But I Gotta Say...

Hey I may be on hiatus right now but I gotta say...

Happy pride month everybody! I hope everything and everyone are doing okay and hope this month will be filled with nothing but happiness and acceptance!

But also.. Everyone, please be careful online. By morning, some users from 4 and 8 chan have been planning on attacking Reddit, Twitter, and possibly other social media platforms for hate-filled posts directing the LGBTQ+ community

"You let your friend(s) escape. You got them to safety," The Whumper began as they circled the Whumpee.

"But what about you? You sacrificed yourself for them. How bold... how foolish of you." They finished before they reached a hand out and grabbed a fistful of the Whumpee's hair, yanking their head up and forcing them to stare the Whumper in the eyes.

"Why would you do that to yourself? Awe... could you just not get enough of me?" The whumper asked with a small smile.

"Go to hell.." The Whumpee muttered, trying to yank themselves away though it only hurt their scalp more.

"And I couldn't give more than two SHITS for myself... as long as their okay." Whumpee finally responded. With that, the Whumper pushed them to the ground with a chuckle.

"Oh heroic of you. How amazing. What do you want me to do? Empathize with you, my dear? Oh no no no... I'm just going to hurt you more and more and more. I hope you're ready for a whole new world of pain, [insert Whumpee's name]."

In a dungeon somewhere, a Stoic Whumpee is strung up by the Whumper. Wrists shackled as far apart as they can go, leaving their bare, bloody chest exposed and vulnerable.

Whumper is about to start the next round of torture when they order the henchmen to bring in Caretaker, in hopes of humiliating Whumpee. When Caretaker sees their protector they immediately break into tears.

Just as Whumper is about to begin, neither of them expect the Caretaker to break free, dart towards the Whumpee, and lock their arms around them. With their head buried against their chest, they sob, “Don’t hurt them, please! I need them. I’ll do whatever you want, just let them go!”

Whumpee freezes as a wave of unspoken emotions rushes through them. How they’ve missed Caretaker, worried about them since their capture. They tense their fists in the metal restraints as they wish above all else, to wrap their friend in a protective embrace.

Alas, they can only relieve the pain with an exhale, as they loosen their body and bow their head to rest on Caretaker’s. With a reassuring smile they whisper, “Protecting is my job, remember? Don’t worry about me. Take care of yourself. I’m gonna be okay, I promise.” Whumpee places a kiss on top Caretaker’s head.

And as quickly as they were dragged in, they were dragged out again. Kicking and screaming for the Whumpee.

A caretaker who shields Whumpee from a beating with their own body, who holds them tight and chokes out “I’ve got you, I’ve got you” through gritted teeth in between yelps of pain, who finally just passes out on top of them when it becomes too much. Does Whumper take advantage of the opportunity and drag the limp Caretaker aside to get a shot at Whumpee now, or are they already walking away, leaving Whumpee to deal with the bloody aftermath?

TAT: a whumpee that could kill the whumper with their bare hands, if only they weren't restrained/drugged/injured/forbidden/etc... helpless anger

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