Whumper-whimsy - I ♡ Whump

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CW for heavily implied noncon

"I made whumpee feel good. I gave them the attention they deserve." Whumper crouched lower, gripping Caretaker by the chin.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Can you smell them on my breath, Caretaker? Or rather-" Whumper leaned in and kissed them forcefully, "taste them~?"

do ittt

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CONTAINS: captivity whump, forced murder, graphic depiction of death

Two whumpees lay together, one sitting up against the wall while the other lays their head in the first's lap.

They both move to sit on their knees as the basement light flickers on, their chains rattling obnoxiously. The lights' hum buzzes through the air eerily, accompanied by the thump of footsteps down the stairwell.

Whumper steps in with a grin, a large knife in their grip.

"Darlings, good morning!" Whumper beams at the two. "Rise and shine! How are my pers this morning?"

Whumpee A just scowls at them, while Whumpee B presses their back against the cold cement wall, shaking.

There's a long pause, and Whumper continues without response.

"I've had you two for what- 6 months now? You know- feeding you both, keeping you hydrated, paying for medicine and gauze and such- it's a lot. So!" They smile, pausing to scan the faces of their pets, "we're cutting down on expenses."

Whumpee B is still shaking, and Whumpee A feels their clammy hand grasp at their own. They let B hold it, rubbing their thumb delicately across its dry back.

"I'll make it simple. One of you will die tonight." Whumper states this breezily; it's a fact, not a suggestion.

The knife hits the floor and is kicked at the pair. B yelps and wraps their arms around A's waist, shivering with their head on A's thighs.

A glares up at Whumper, resting a hand on B's back. "What are you talking about?"

"Whoever lives gets to be my one and only pet. The one who dies- well- dies." Whumper shrugs.

B turns their head to Whumper, looking up through wet lashes. "Why? I thought- but-"

Whumper sighs, smiling as they come closer, just out of range of the chains. "Im assuming you won't be killing A, then? Unfortunate- ill miss that darling look of fear on your face." Whumper's grin widens as they continue, their voice becoming mocking.

"Unless A is too weak to kill you? They've got a soft spot for you, don't they? They've always been a coward." Whumper teases. A rubs B's back firmly.

"They aren't a coward!" B cries, "they-"

B cuts off with a shriek as the knife sinks into their neck.

"You're right," A glares at Whumper. "I'm not."

B is in shock, looking up at A as blood fills their mouth.

A winces at their expression. They run their hand through B's hair, holding them against their own body. "Shhh, shh... hey, it's okay. Close your eyes." They speak softly and steadily as the other claws at them with all the desperation in the world. "I've got you. Sleep."

Whumper is grinning ear to ear as they watch. "I almost wish I would've recorded this! How intriguing~"

"Shut up." A hisses, then returns to their gentle tone as they console B. "I know it hurts, I know..."

B is fighting to stay awake, to stay alive as the blood pours down their neck. They let out a gurgling groan, gripping onto A as tight as they can. Their eyes are so full of fear that A can't look for too long.

They pull B's weakening body flush against their own, shushing them sweetly.

They lean down and whisper into their ear, "it's over now. You're free."

Heartbeats later, the blood stops gushing. It slows to a trickle as B finally slumps against them.

"Well," Whumper chimed, "wasn't exactly expecting that. Didn't know you had it in ya."

"You know damn well that they wouldn't have lasted a second as your only pet. I saved them from a lifetime of torture." A spits, pulling B's corpse closer to themself.

Whumper laughs, shaking their head. "What, you think you're the one who sacrificed yourself? B just died so that you could have another couple of months in here. Face it, A. You're a selfish prick."

A pulls the blade from B's neck and tosses it dangerously close to Whumper's foot. "Get the fuck out of here," they bite, glaring at the other as they sit with B's body.

Whumper grabs the knife, taking a horrible second to lick off a bit of the blood, and heads upstairs.

A lets themself cry as they cradle the corpse of B, tracing their fingers along cold skin.

"I'm so sorry, " they whisper. "I had to save you."

putting a whumpee in these and making them cuddle another whumpee + stab them

You guys can stop, i wrote that shit forever ago lmao

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Implied drugging

"Nnh-" Whumpee managed, regaining some of their movement. They curled their fingers in halfway, lifting their head just an inch.

Whumper ignored their protest, walking out the back of the van as their henchmen opened the back doors. Whumper carried them all the way up the sidewalk leading to their large house.