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I want to watch ten seasons of this
You're known by many names, but they all point to one trait you've held all these years: your enemies have never seen you bleed. Your secret? A pinch of illusion magic that hides all the scars and wounds, allowing you to intimidate your foes, even on your last legs.
HYPOTHETICALLY if i was writing a whump story set in a modern fantasy setting with satyrs, avians, orcs, etc. (think dnd), what species sounds the best for the Whumpee?
Magic whumpee magic whumpee magic whumpee
Fantasy whump where whumpee is the only magic user of their party, and they focus on healing magic. All their teammates come to them when they’re hurt or sick.
But they’re doing some serious adventures, and whumpee ends up using so much magic they get sick- like really sick.
Like ‘I have no idea who is feeding me soup right now but the soup is too hot too hot and I’m so cold and everything hurts I can’t see I can’t think I can barely breathe it’s too cold out here the soup is too cold get these blankets off me I’m so hot’ kind of sick.
And their teammates can do NOTHING for them because they don’t know anything about magic burnout or basic health skills.
It started with a lack of tiredness. The whole party takes turns keeping watch during the night, and Whumpee usually dreaded their turn, sometimes accidentally falling asleep during it. But tonight they felt oddly energized, and volunteered for first shift. Then stayed up to chat with second shift, and third…
Then they were oddly hungry that morning. Whumpee was fairly small, and usually didn’t eat much. But this morning they ended up asking for more, and then finishing the Archer’s leftovers as well, and complained they were STILL hungry after that.
It was only after breakfast did Caretaker start to get concerned. Whumpee was a careful person, they didn’t trip, or bump into things, or veer sideways. But as they walked to their next destination they did all of those things and more. Once Caretaker looked back and found Whumpee had stopped walking a while ago, one hand to their forehead and taking shallow breaths.
Caretaker held their hand for the next few hours as they walked.
Even with that, Whumpee kept lagging behind, slowing the whole team down. At one point, the Barbarian started to complain about it. Usually Whumpee would be quick to defend themself, have a snapback harsh enough to shut them up, but they didn’t say anything this time. Just nodded, wiping sweat from their forehead.
A few miles later they vomited.
Caretaker had never seen Whumpee so pale and grey, their hair soaked to their forehead with sweat. Their pupils were blown wide as they gagged and coughed between bouts of vomit. Archer cursed themself for letting Whumpee have so much food, then cursed Barbarian for being mean.
It was Leader who suggested they all take a rest and check Whumpee’s temperature. It was Caretaker who reminded them that Whumpee was the one who checked everyone’s temps, with magic.
“Caretaker?”
“Yes? Whats wrong, does anything hurt? Do you feel better?”
“Why are there three of you?”
Caretaker didn’t have a chance to interpret what they meant before their knees buckled and they fainted, leaving the whole party panicked and confused.
Magic whumpee magic whumpee magic whumpee
Fantasy whump where whumpee is the only magic user of their party, and they focus on healing magic. All their teammates come to them when they’re hurt or sick.
But they’re doing some serious adventures, and whumpee ends up using so much magic they get sick- like really sick.
Like ‘I have no idea who is feeding me soup right now but the soup is too hot too hot and I’m so cold and everything hurts I can’t see I can’t think I can barely breathe it’s too cold out here the soup is too cold get these blankets off me I’m so hot’ kind of sick.
And their teammates can do NOTHING for them because they don’t know anything about magic burnout or basic health skills.
What I like seeing is like... pet mages. Pet spell casters. Were they won in a war? Were they someone born with magic that didn't hide themselves from the town guard well enough? Either way, they get brought to whatever nobles or royals to serve all their magic needs, no matter how cruel or annoyingly frivolous.
Being tantalizingly powerful enough to kill their new master- they have magic and the noble presumably DOESNT- but certainly not being strong enough to get away from the guards or out of the grounds without being caught and punished.
Or worse, some kind of magical restraints that prevent them from casting spells whenever they want, only permitting magic to be used when the noble commands it. The magic itching under their skin, clawing to be free and making them sick as it festers in them.
And a step further on that, being forced all day to charge something maybe, a big battery that fuels the power in the castle, or a secret weapon that they've been working on. Getting exhausted day to day.
Perhaps they're used as a training dummy in the army or guard, learning to fight and catch more mages.
Just gosh, being having the power to partially escape, being subjected to that humiliation, or being used and used until the magic is all gone then being disposed of. Very fun.
Whumptober 2022
NO. 2 - NOWHERE TO RUN Cornered | Caged | Confrontation
CW - minor whumpee (17)
Part two of the mini series! Read part one here!
A’ninsi was not good with confined spaces.
They owed it to their life of adventuring, of roaming the land freely as they grew. When they were with Stephiana, they never settled down in one place for too long. Stephiana’s answer as to why they never settled down was different every time. “Because staying in one place is boring,” she’d say one day, “The gods gave us legs, and I’ll be damned if I don’t use them,” was another reason, and A’ninsi’s personal favorite, “I’d rather be seen as the mysterious traveler than as the weird neighbor.”
Only now did A’ninsi really understand why Stephiana hated the idea of settling down permanently. It restricted your movements, kept you tied to one place. The walls that protected one from the storm were built not for that purpose but to keep one away from the rain. After all, a bird that gets wet in the rain is more happy than a bird who stays dry in a cage.
A’ninsi would’ve been happier drowning than they were in this cage.
Bringing their hands up to wrap around the cold metal bars, their eyes were briefly drawn to the burns that encircled their wrists. Painful reminders of their capture not long ago. How long had it been? Time was strange when one was stuck in a dark room. They weren’t all that hungry, so it had likely been just a few hours.
Those hours had felt like years, endless eternity stuck languishing inside iron bars. A’ninsi had grown antsy after the first hour or so of trying to escape, an endeavor that ended up being useless in the end. They had panicked for the second hour before getting a hold of themselves and pacing for another half hour after that not out of fear and anxiety but out of boredom.
They were captive, but not afraid. Just annoyed. And bored.
“Hey!” A’ninsi shouted, “at least like, torture me or something! There’s nothing to do here!” They knew no one would hear them, so at this point they were saying whatever popped into their mind. They turned around and slumped down against the concrete wall, leaning their head back. Underneath their bravado and boredom there was fear, anxiety creeping through their veins like a poison.
Maybe it would go away if they ignored it.
One trope I like a lot in whump is magic with a price, so here’s a few ideas :
Ice magic that causes the whumpee frostbites and hypothermia
Nature magic that grows inside the whumpee, and like with concrete, the plants have to pierce whumpee’s skin in order to be used
Shapeshifter whumpee who has to relearn how to talk, walk and act properly when they turn into a non-human creature for too long
Whumpee going blind after using light magic too often
Nerve damage and burns caused by electrical magic, maybe there’s even a risk for whumpee to be electrocuted
Whumpee has water magic abilities, except it’s salt water so it damages the skin progressively (Effective only in long term, unless you want your whumpee to have an allergic reaction)
Pretty basic as an idea but fire magic that burn whumpee’s body as they use them
Whumpee can take control of someone’s mind, but they can’t move while they’re controlling them, leaving their body vulnerable…
Whumpee with death magic, everything they touch dies no matter what. Everyone is scared of them and they are always alone
On the other hand, whumpee with life magic. They can revive anything they touch, but loose years of their lifespan every time they do so they have to be very careful who and what they touch
Similar idea, whumpee with healing magic but the wounds appear on them once the other person is healed
Honestly, the only magic ability that doesn’t look like it can have a price is Wind…
Whumptober day 7 : Only for emergencies
Magic with a cost
Of course I was going to do this one
Whumpee always held back when they fought against their opponents, but when the life of someone they care is put in danger, there is no other choice…
This is set in a fantasy world, Whumpee is a half-dragon and Caretaker is a human. Also it’s ambiguous on the characters age but Whumpee looks round 25 (their apparence is human-like but they have dragon traits still) and Caretaker is 23.
In a way, both characters are Whumpee and Caretaker to each other
TW : Burns, Suicide, Character death
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Whumpee never really cared about others. Simple humans died easily, they were just so fragile. Whumpee had seen countless wars before too. It’s always the same mistakes, humans killing each others. Whumpee wished for the day humans would all just disappear. Which makes them wonder : « Why am I protecting this one’s life ? ». That human is Caretaker, they both met at [Town]’s inn where Caretaker’s parents worked, and had gotten along pretty well. More than Whumpee expected.
And in that moment right now, they wished they had just listened to their brain instead of their heart. Because Caretaker’s town was the scene of a violent battle and their enemies were winning. Caretaker of course wanted to defend the town, but it was no use in trying to. The whole place was already in flames, so was the inn. The smell of smoke grew heavier and Whumpee had to do something before Caretaker would get seriously hurt.
So instead they will be the one to get hurt.
They turned to Caretaker and said,
« I have an idea, which you might not like… »
Caretaker looked at them, confused and worried.
« It’s gonna be okay though, for you at least. You’ll be fine. »
Whumpee extended their left arm toward the flames and they started being drawn into a little ball. The palm of Whumpee’s hand was already starting to get burnt but they didn’t mind it too much, focusing on Caretaker. At the sight, Caretaker looked more scared than just worried.
« W-wait what are you doing ? »
The half-dragon smiled at them and answered,
« Just a little trick I learned to do with my dragon magic. »
The ball of fire grew bigger as the flames kept being absorbed by it and slowly, Whumpee’s whole arm was getting burnt. And the heat was so strong that no one could get close to the two of them. Yet Caretaker remained fine.
« I put a seal on you, against my magic, unfortunately I can’t do the same for myself. And my human side is too weak to handle this kind of magic. » Whumpee explained.
Their entire arm was now completely burnt, and it started extending on the rest of their body. Caretaker grabbed them and tried to pull them away from the ball, to no avail.
« I don’t want you to die ! Please just… » Caretaker pulled harder, « Don’t do it ! »
Tears fell, from both of their eyes. There was no other choice. If Whumpee didn’t use their magic and Caretaker and them left, they would be tracked down and killed. With their good hand, they cupped Caretaker’s face and kissed them. One quick kiss.
« Live for me please. »
And in a second, the flames were thrown into every directions. Caretaker’s closed their eyes, and one they reopened them, they saw that what they were holding was now Whumpee’s body. Their entire left side was burnt, extending a bit to the right side. Everything was silent. Even Caretaker’s cries for Whumpee to come back were silent.
They laid down on the ground next to the body of their almost lover. Live for them, but they had lost everything. They had no reason to live without them.
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This technically open ended. Since it’s a fantasy world, you can imagine Caretaker finding a way to revive Whumpee. Or not, maybe they are led into a fake lead, or it’s just straight up not possible. Whichever you prefer