#flower whumper

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CW: Held hostage, soft obsessed whumper, some comfort and caretaking after collapse 

“… Whumpee?

“… I need you awake.”

A faint voice came from directly above them. Their stomach and chest was tight from adrenaline; but they couldn’t remember why they were afraid. 

“…Don’t pass out on me again. Come on, up you go.” They heard a grunt, followed by a strong arm leaning them up. Before they could open their eyes, a firm cold glass was pressed to their lips. It tilted, forcing them to swallow a few sips before whumpee snapped their head to the side. 

“Stop!” Whumpee barked, wiping spilt water off their cheek. Shivers shot down their spine when they heard whumper take a deep sigh of relief. A single finger followed along their jawline, before a sleeve dabbed against their neck soaking up the last bit of water. 

“I’m sorry… You fell unconscious shortly after your fit in the garden. You were a little dehydrated.” Whumper gave a concerned smile. They tried to press the glass back to their lips, but whumpee whimpered and jolted away so hard their head hit the back of the couch. 

“Oh, hush, sh shh… You’re okay, I’m not going to hurt you.”  Whumper soothed. To whumpee’s dismay, they weren’t angry with them; they only sighed and retreated the glass back to their lap.

Whumpee blinked and nervously glanced around, they had been brought inside and laid on the couch; several pillows stacked under their head with a thin blanket draped over their chest. It was… soft. The whole living room was soft and decorated with light colors and greenery. 

In fact, it looked rather lavishing. 

“T-take me back… Please, please take me b-back!” Whumpee bursting into tears, clutching the blanket to their chest and fell into hyperventilating breaths. Whumper parted their lips to speak, but whumpee was already inconsolable. 

“Wh- whatever you want, just take it! But ple-ase let me g-go! I don’t w-want to be here, I want to go h-home!-” 

“Ssshh.”

Their words dissipated the second whumper touched their fingertips to their lip. They hissed another hush, before taking their wrist and pulling them off the couch to their feet. 

“I want to show you something.” Whumper smiled, ignoring their pulling resistance as they took their arm. Whumpee was too frightened to speak, too scared to rip themselves away as whumper tugged them up the staircase.

Whumper must have taken their shoes off when they laid them on the couch. Their bare feet sank into the thick white carpet with each hesitant step. At the top of the landing, whumper pushed open a door and excitingly urging whumpee inside, bouncing on their heels impatiently.

Whumpee stood skittishly frozen, hesitantly glancing between their captor and the open door. The only reason they entered was their sheer will to stay as far away from whumper’s hands as they were vigorously shooed in from behind.  

It was an open sunny bedroom lined with large windows. Hanging plants draped from the ceiling, a bed in the center with more pillows than they could count. It was light, blissful,beautiful. 

“W- what is all this?” Whumpee stammered, the pit in their stomach growing the more they realized just how much whumper planned this. 

More specifically, how long they had hunted them.

They flinched when whumper suddenly wrapped their arms around them from behind. They heard a chuckle, followed by a whisper in their ear.

“It’s home, little flower.”  

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Look who got their drawing tablet working after two months! 

For light context, the Flower Whumper series was designed for you; the reader, to read it with your own image of the characters in mind. 

This one is just mine ❁

now please don’t call me out to harshly on how they look a good deal like some other existing whumpee, I have a favorite style if you couldn’t tell

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CW: Held captive, soft protective whumper, defiant whumpee, wounded + slight medical whump

‘Get out’  Whumpee’s instincts screamed. 

Despite whumper’s soft voice and gentle words, they gave off the most sickening gut twisted feeling whumpee had ever felt. 

Without thinking, whumpee picked up a chair and hoisted it over their head. They staggering back a few feet, before smashing it against the window with what little strength they had. To their horror, the chair bounced off the glass into splinters, showering them in a pitiful display of chair legs and wood chips. 

Whumper did nothing to stop them. In fact, they stood and watched with their arms crossed, their only reaction being a single blink when some dust flew in their direction. 

“Are you alright?” Whumper asked, brushing off their shoulder. 

“Wh-what?” Whumpee gasped, fearfully huffing for air. 

“The chair, love. You could have a gotten cut with all that wood flying about.” Whumper’s eyes tracked them all over like they were scanning for injuries. Whumpee couldn’t help but shrink under their gaze. 

“Why are you so concerned a-about me? I- s- surly you brought me here for a bigger reason! You don’t have to p-pretend that you just care!” Whumpee shouted, trying to breathe past an adrenaline rush. 

Without a single word, whumper snatched their wrist and yanked them closer within inches of their face. Whumpee froze and held their breath, believing this was where the shoe dropped; where whumper would reveal all the cruelty they planned-

“Your wrist…” Whumper whispered, pinching the end of their sleeve and pulling it up to their elbow. Sure enough, there was an inch long cut forming beads of blood. A single blood drop trickled down their thumb and plopped against the white carpet. Whumpee gasped and bit their lip, wondering if that would be the thing to finally set them off. 

But they didn’t even notice. Whumper’s eyes were fixated on their cut with pure worry and guilt. 

“I- I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have let you do that. The glass was bulletproof, and I was letting you try just to prove a point and I-… Dammit I wassoselfish!” Whumper cursed themselves, grabbing a tissue and pressing their thumb hard against whumpee’s cut. 

“Ow!” Whumpee cried, staggering when whumper pulled them down the stairs by the pressure of their wound. Whumpee didn’t protest as they were propped in a chair in the kitchen. Whumper gently laid their arm on the table and waved a finger in their face. 

“I’m getting the med kit. Don’t you dare move while I’m gone, understand?” Whumper snapped, as whumpee flinched in an obedient nod.  “-And keep pressure on it!” Whumper hollered half way down the hall. 

Whumpee flinched and held it tighter. Even though whumper was gone, they felt like they were still watching them through the walls. Their heart was beating so rapidly it felt like a hammer to the chest, but also sunken to its depths after their hopeless realization. 

This place. This beautiful lively home and all it’s lush gardens;

Was built to be a fortress. 

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