#comfort whump

The unsettling closeness between a stranger caretaker, and a severely wounded whumpee:

• The stranger picks them up and carries them when they can’t walk. Whumpee hasn’t felt a shred of kindness in so long they blindly cling to it, tucking their face under their chin to hide. 
• Unspoken trust as caretaker patches them up; but even though it hurts, whumpee stays silent and still. 
• Seemingly alien conversations when caretaker asks if they’re okay with being carried or touched. They tell them beforehand everything they do before they do it, not surprising or starting them with any pain. 
• Taking a damp cloth to whumpee’s face, lathering off sweat, blood, dirt, or all three. Whumpee’s too flustered to say anything, they just lower their head shy of speaking. 
• The night falls cold and whumpee starts shivering. They hold their breath and curl up against the back of the stranger, hoping they aren’t angry when they wake up… 

When caretaker found them, they were as weak as a newborn fawn. They were shaking on the floor, hardly having the strength to hold their head up. They cringed so far away from them caretaker had to tilt their head up from the jawline. They studied the nasty bruise blooming on their cheekbone; they felt whumpees weight sink in their hand, their posture wobbled just trying to sit upright.

“You’re hurt…” Caretaker rasped, letting whumpee go when they let out a whimper. 

“Shh, sh sh…” Caretaker softly hushed, putting their finger to their lips. They nodded towards the door with a furrowed brow. 

“Whumper’s still here.”

Whumpee can’t close their eyes without reliving nightmare after nightmare. The day is physical pain, while night is mental torment. The rare few times they’ve fallen asleep was draped over caretaker’s chest, cheek squished against their shoulder with their bruised bandaged hand being softly held. 

“Will you still be here if I fall asleep?” Whumpee muffles. 

“When you fall asleep-” Caretaker corrects, chuckling as they brush a strand out of their face. 

“I’ll still be stuck under you, yes.”

(Unspoken caretaker rule: if there’s a whumpee in your lap, DON’T MOVE)

    “Focus”

Whumpee swore that’s what they heard, but it was hard to tell with all the loud noises ringing through their ears. 

  “Focus, whumpee.”

The voice became impatient and whumpee felt something grab their face. It forced their head up, their thumb digging into the side of their cheek. 

“Open your eyes and look at me” 

They opened their eyes and looked up. The person who had a hold of their face looked worried and upset, but their expression softened the moment they saw whumpee’s eyes. They took a quick sigh of relief and composed themselves. 

“You had me worried, I took you for dead. I was about to give up on you in a minute or two.” They spoke, glancing at their watch like they were actually counting. - At first, whumpee thought they were restrained. But after some squirming, they felt it was just a heavy blanket tightly wrapped around them. 

“Who…” Whumpee murmured. Their voice was so weak it was hardly audible.   “Who are you?…” 

The stranger huffed a smile, before pouring them a cold cup of water. 

“Your savior.” 

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“Assurance”

Tw: Mild Argument.

Ocs: Kasey (Mine) & Nick (Tabs)

A/n: I am not sure what to say for much context besides I borrowed @whump-cafe Oc Bastard Nicolas and wrote a lil bit of Nick & Kasey (Echo) soft.. sorta, It ends that way.

I also heavily fought with myself for 3 hours wondering if I was even going to post this but sure.. why not.

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Echo tightened her grip on the edge of the pillow pulling it firmly against her face, trying effortlessly to smother the embering frustration deeply seeded within her.

She let out a heavy, muffled sigh while slowly moving her arms across the pillow, holding it down more tightly against her face, bringing her knees up into the air, feeling a faint knot in her stomach.

‘This is Kaitlyn, whom I hoped would be my future daughter-in-law.’

She thought to herself, mocking Amelia’s earlier comments bitterly.

'God! What a pretentious bitch. Tch. If she wants Katy in her fucking family so badly, she should just marry the brat herself. I’m sure they’d be perfect together’.

Echo gritted her teeth lightly while throwing the pillow to the side of the bed In frustration, staring up at the ceiling while narrowing her eyes a bit.

'I’m sure it’s only a phase anyway. I couldn’t see this lasting long term–’

“Ugh— Why is this bothering me so much?”

She interrupted herself after a moment, speaking out loud while sitting up, glaring at the window to her right.

The room was quiet, besides the faint ticking of a clock sitting on the nightstand.

But a faint tension lingered while she kept her focus on the thin rays of sun shining through the thin curtains while moving her arms around her legs, pulling her knees slightly to her chest while resting her chin down.

'Why the hell can’t Amelia just butt the fuck out of our lives? Jesus christ.. She’s not going to push me away. I know it’s her thing or whatever— but she makes it so much more stressful than it needs to be. Give me a break.’

She felt a softer sting of hurt, almost a fainter rejection in a sense, as she closed her eyes after a moment, getting lost in deeper thought.

She was so lost that she failed to hear Nicolas open the door after several or more minutes had passed.

He watched her with a faint curiosity while walking closer towards her, feeling a softer worry while getting closer.

“Kasey…?”

He spoke cautiously at first, not wanting to startle, or scare her, but after a moment or so of no response, he raised his voice lightly, with more firmness behind it.

“Hey, Kasey.”

“Hm?”

She looked over to her left a bit, seeing Nicolas now sitting beside her, watching her with a light worry in his eyes.

“Sorry, guess I zoned out or something.. What’s up?”

“Kasey, you’ve been up here for over an hour now..”

“So? It’s not like it’s that unusual or anything.”

“For you, I would have to disagree with that statement. I would say it’s a bit out of character.”

“Well good for you. I want to be alone. Is that a crime now, Mr. Lawyer?” She spoke with a faint snarkiness in her tone while narrowing her eyes at him lightly before turning her head away back towards the window.

Nicolas raised his brow, faintly stunned by her response, while shaking his head, letting out a faintly annoyed sigh while getting back up.

“I can see you are doing just fine if you can keep the attitude up.”

“Really? Tch, Don’t patronise me Nicolas, I’m not a child.”

“Well with how you have been acting recently, you could have fooled me.” He crossed his arms in front of himself while narrowing his eyes lightly at her, though it wasn’t entirely in a hostile or aggressive way.

“Oh sorry, now I’m acting too childish for you, huh?” She looked back at him suddenly while furrowing her brow a bit, feeling a faint wave of anger.

“I never said that, Kasey. What has been going on with you lately?”

“Nothing, I said I just wanted to be alone alright? Jesus.”

Echo snapped dryly while getting up after a moment, moving towards the dresser while grabbing her hoodie and slipping it on.

Nicolas watched her a bit before shaking his head lightly to himself as he stepped forward, blocking her path towards the door, watching her expression turn to a more angry one as she stopped a bit in front of him.

“Nicolas. I am not in the mood for this bullshit right now, Move.”

“Not until you tell me what’s been bothering you. Then you can go wherever it is you want to run off to.”

Echo growled slowly while she glared up towards him while shifting a bit to move past him, but before she could make it full around him, she felt a firm grip on her forearm, making her clench her jaw tightly, feeling a stronger sting of anger.

In a sudden motion, she turned, pulling her arm free from his grip while moving her hands in front of herself and shoving him back from her, watching him stumble momentarily, though catching his balance quickly, giving her an even more annoyed look.

“Leave. me. Alone! Jesus, why is that so hard for you to understand? I don’t want to talk to you about your stupid fucking ex-girlfriend or your bitch of a mother—or how she can stay out of our lives—”

She paused suddenly while staring at Nicolas with lightly wide eyes before stepping back a bit more, softening her expression faintly for a moment before tightening her hands into a firm fist, stomping her foot firmly on the ground while glaring at him in a more hurt tone.

“Or how you literally did nothing to her sucking up to you In front of me! Do you understand how that makes me feel– Don’t even answer because I know you fucking don’t!”

Nicolas watched her more speechless, in a bit of a stunned state, processing what she said while frowning lightly.

“Kasey I am.. I didn’t know it affected you this much.”

“You didn’t know, that’s the best you can come up with right now? "How the fuck would you feel if my ex came over and started being nice to me while cutting you down to shit– You’d lose it, and don’t you dare tell me otherwise.”

He stayed quiet for a moment, knowing that she did raise an honest point, before slowly letting out a sigh before stepping closer to her, moving his hands on her shoulders lightly.

Echo tensed faintly while narrowing her eyes, glancing up at him, crossing her arms, staying still.

“I am.. not sure what they, or she alone, may have said to you for you to become this upset.. but I assure you it is not true, and I can promise you that you have no need to worry about Kaitlyn, at all. There is a reason why I am with you right now and not her.”

Nicolas spoke in a softer, more sincere tone while keeping his eyes focused on Echos.

She kept her gaze on him, loosening her arms a bit, though still hesitant per se.

He stayed a bit quiet while stepping back, lightly pulling her towards the bed while sitting down with her, looking over at her in a more comforting, warmer way with a more genuine tone.

“Kasey. I do very much want you to know and understand that.. I do want to be with you, which is why I am despite what some people think. I..”

He paused briefly while gazing deeper into her eyes, smiling a bit faintly while continuing.

“I love you, Kasey.. a lot, and I hope you believe me when I say that..”

Echo stared at him with wider eyes, feeling more speechless herself, while easing up a little more, dropping her arms after a moment.

“Damn It, Nick.. You know.. Trying to be mad at you now is about 10x harder.”

She smiled lightly while sighing more, leaning towards him, resting her head on his shoulder while feeling his arm wrap around her shoulders.

“I know.. I assure you it is intentional.”

“Oh shut up..” She looked up at him a bit, staying quiet for a few moments before shaking her head lightly, relaxing against him.

“But.. I love you too, Nick, which is why that whole interaction was so annoying.. to be honest.”

“Mh.. Yes, I can understand that.. and I am sorry for not saying anything, or more, I suppose.”

She shrugged lightly while turning a bit more, moving her arms around him while crawling onto his lap, resting her head against his neck a bit.

“Does it really make a difference now? But, can you just—next time try?”

Nicolas nodded lightly while moving his arms around her more closely and securely, lightly caressing her back with his hand.

“Mhm.. I will.”

Echo leaned against him a bit more, letting out a softer content sigh, relaxing a little more while smiling softly. Feeling him lightly shift to kiss the top of her head.

Whump Crossover: AngelandCosmo

Taglist:@rat-father (since its Cosmo related) @string-of-broken-heartsand@whumpeereblogs (since its Angel related)

Angel and Cosmo meet! They’re very similar yet very different and it was fun writing about the both of them! Here’s their outfits for referenceandHere’s a layout of Cosmo’s house!!

CONTENT WARNING: dehumanization, anxiety, restrained whumpee, amputated whumpee (feet), conditioned whumpees, underweight whumpee, mentions of frail/bony body

Angel and Cosmo

Master told Cosmo it was going to have a surprise. It couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious, not liking being unaware of what Master was up to.

It was wearing only underwear and it stressed it even more. Normally, it was allowed to have a shirt and a skirt, but apparently not today.

When the doorbell rang, it felt its heart beat harder and faster.

It watched from afar Master answering the door and great the people in.

The was one tall woman with big curly hair, holding a leash attached to a pet with long pink hair in pigtails.

As soon as the other pet saw it, it started pulling on its leash while barking happily. Cosmo frowned, confused and a little bit scared, as the woman unclipped the leash.

“Cosmo, meet Angel. Angel, meet Cosmo.”

Angel sprinted towards it and stopped abruptly right before they touched.

Cosmo had no idea how it could run that fast on all fours and couldn’t help but feel its knees hurt just by thinking about it.

The pink-haired pet started circling it, sniffing and analyzing it, while their owners approached, smiling.

They sat on the couch as they looked at their pets, sipping on glasses of wine Master had prepared in advance.

Cosmo decided to approach Angel too, the two of them now walking in circles. It remarked that both of them were in underwear, but Angel had something weird around its legs and on its hands.

It looked closer and saw that it had big leather restraints keeping its legs folded so it had no way to get up, and it was also wearing leather mittens with small locks.

Cosmo was perturbed and also grateful its Master didn’t restrain it like this.

When it looked at the other pet’s legs, something felt off. It looked even closer and soon realized it didn’t have feet.

It hoped it was naturally like that, and not a punishment given by its Master…

It looked at the woman, trying to see if she could be capable of doing something that cruel, but was only met with a gentle smile from her.

Then, it felt Angel nudge it.

It turned around and fell face to face with it, their noses only a few inches away.

“Do you think they’re getting along?” Asked its Master.

“Well, Angel can be a bit intense at first, but I’m sure they’re having fun.”

The pink-haired pet smiled at it, a big wide smile revealing small but sharp fangs.

They spent a while getting to know each other, softly nudging one another and analyzing closely, and ended up playing.

Angel played rough and Cosmo was a bit afraid at first, but quickly understood that it never actually went too far and hurt it. It was also very frail and thin, even more than it, so even if it wanted to, it couldn’t really hurt Cosmo.

Cosmo was happy to have fun with another pet, usually the only other living being it saw was Master and Master didn’t play a lot.

Once they tired themselves out, the woman and Master approached them.

“Come now, do you want to take pictures with your new friend?” He asked it.

It smiled and nodded.

He and Cosmo lead the two guests upstairs and to the bedroom.

It knew the drill by heart and went to stand in the middle of the room.

It saw Angel look at its Master questioningly, and she gestured for it to go by its side.

So it’s friend came and kneeled besides it, followed closely by the woman.

She took off its restraints and held it up like it weighted nothing.

Meanwhile, Master had went to the closet to pick out clothes and was now coming back with two outfits; one pink and one purple, and started dressing them up.

Cosmo was now dressed in a purple crop top with a matching skirt, big shiny purple platform boots and a light purple leather harness with wings attached to it.

Angel was dressed similarly, but in pink. It had a pink crop top with a matching skirt, shiny pink platform boots which had been filled in a way that allowed it to stand up despite its lack of feet, and the same harness Cosmo had, but in pink.

While the woman helped Angel get used to standing up on its own, Master started doing Cosmo’s makeup.

It felt weird to do this with someone else, but it was also fun. It wouldn’t be so lonely in front of the camera this time.

When it was Angel’s turn to get its makeup on, it kept giggling and fidgeting. But surprisingly enough, Master didn’t seem annoyed.

Cosmo enjoyed watching him to do someone else’s makeup; it never had the chance to actually see him work. He looked so concentrated and passionate, Cosmo couldn’t help but smile at the sight of him.

Once the two pets were ready, Master brought them to the photo studio, while the woman helped Angel walk on its legs.

Once back inside, their two owners brought them in front of the camera. Master started making them pose while the woman stepped back.

They were placed back to back, head turned towards the camera and holding hands on the ground.

Angel’s skin was cold and it could feel its bones in its fingers way to easily.

Cosmo tried not to get to concerned about it, Angel did seem very happy, and tried to put all of its concentration back to the camera.

The pink-haired pet struggled a lot with the flash and whined a lot at first, so Cosmo squeezed its hand tighter and whispered it nice words.

“You’re doing great.” It encouraged.

In its place, that was what Cosmo would’ve liked to hear, and it hoped it would satisfy it.

At the next flash, Angel didn’t flinch nor whine and Cosmo smiled proudly.

Master took a ton of pictures and they had went through multiple positions. The both of them had a lot of fun and enjoyed their day a lot.

When it was time for its new friend to leave, Cosmo felt its chest tighten. It didn’t want Angel to leave, at least not yet.

But it couldn’t do anything.

It watched its friend leave with the woman as it waved goodbye sadly.

It couldn’t wait to see it again.