Y'all I Just Made Cupcakes From Scratch (even The Frosting Was Home Made!) For The First Time And, Not

Y'all I just made cupcakes from scratch (even the frosting was home made!) For the first time and, not to toot my own horn but, I think they're amazing.

Just had to share lmao

I have also made it my goal to get you to the goal. So lemme hop on my three other accounts lmao

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MY MOM SAID IF I COULD GET 100,000 NOTES I CAN GET A DAGGER

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IM NOT ALLOWED TO REBLOG OR SPAM MY OWN POST SO HELP ME OUT GUSY

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I love it when Caretakers become Whumpees. Even if it's only temporary.

Maybe it's the Caretaker stepping in front of an already injured and unconscious Whumpee in attempt to protect them from Whumper.

"You'll have to go through me before you can ever touch them again!" The Caretaker shouts with determination, their expression angered as they stare at the Whumper.

The Whumper only lets out a chuckle as they start slowly approaching the Caretaker, gladly taking the invitation.

"Alright then. I can't wait to see Whumpee's face when they wake up, only to find your stupid dead body." The Whumpee says, pulling out a weapon. The Caretaker felt truly scared, but didn't show it. They knew as long as the Whumper focused on them, they would leave Whumpee alone. Finally, they would leave them alone.

Defiant whumpees make me weak. Always gives me immediate whumperflies. So can I ask anyone, if you'd like of course, to write any stories with defiant whumpees? I'm sorry if it says selfish and if people don't like me asking, I'll take this down :)

So, I just made a new blog. I am still going to be active on this account though so don't worry.

But it's @ask-the-antag where you do as the name suggests. Ask the villian of your story and receive an answer.

It is a shit post blog so nothing is really meant to be taken seriously unless said otherwise. Thank you for listening! And new prompts will be up soon!

All I ask for is a barely conscious and bloodied whumpee, laying on cement while it's pouring rain.

Hear me out: A Caretaker that is making their way to some destination; it's pouring like no tomorrow. An umbrella is in one hand while the other is holding their coat as closed as they could in attempts to get warm from the cold water around them.

Suddenly, they see something in the distance. It didn't catch their attention as much at first but, out of curiosity, they approach it. They assumed it was just a mud puddle maybe?

But as they get closer to it, they realize that it's red. A dark, crimson red.

"Holy shit." They say as they realize it's blood. Without another thought, they quicken their pace towards the alley. Soon, when rounding the alley corner, they find the source of the spilt blood.

Caretaker lets out a quiet but shocked, "oh my God." As they find a barely conscious, bleeding out Whumpee.

They drop their umbrella and rush to the other's side.

Caretaker slowly rolls the Whumpee onto their back, the Whumpee letting out a pained groan in response. They've been seriously injured. A terrible and gashing wound pours blood from the abdomen.

"Oh God. Okay okay... hey you'll be fine, okay? Just don't close your eyes." The Caretaker tells the stranger that was bleeding out before them.

"Put pressure on the wound." They told themselves outloud as they took off their jacket and place ot over the wound.

"I'm so sorry if this hurts." They say before pressing down onto the wound. The Whumpee lets out a string of groans, moans and whines from the pain.

Rain continued to pour onto and around the two. Blood stained Caretaker's clothes as the water spread the red liquid around them.

"Oh jesus. Okay okay this will be fine. No no don't close your eyes! I'm calling the police, okay? You'll be fine." The Caretaker reassures the stranger as they pull their phone out; raindrops splashing onto the screen, making it hard to press any buttons.

"C'mon.. c'mon!" They say, frustrated. But soon enough, they have the police on their way. Everything will just be fine. Right?