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cw abuse
Caretaker blaming Whumpee for being weak
Caretaker snapping at Whumpee when they cry
Caretaker telling Whumpee to suck it up
Caretaker forcing Whumpee to exhaust themselves
Caretaker belittling Whumpee
Caretaker exposing Whumpee to their fears
Caretaker mocking Whumpee when they stutter
Caretaker claiming to discipline Whumpee
Caretaker purposefully saying trigger words
Caretaker being kind to everyone but Whumpee
Caretaker telling Whumpee they’re a burden
Caretaker saying they regret saving Whumpee
Caretaker controlling Whumpee in every way
Caretaker taking their anger out on Whumpee
Caretaker deceiving and betraying Whumpee
Caretaker making Whumpee believe they’re delusional
Caretaker denying/ignoring Whumpee’s trauma
Caretaker isolating Whumpee from everyone else
Caretaker forcing Whumpee to confront Whumper
Caretaker rolling their eyes at anxious Whumpee
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Caretaker taking advantage of weak Whumpee
Caretaker telling Whumpee it’s what they owe them
Caretaker telling Whumpee it’s what friends do
Caretaker treating Whumpee like an object
Caretaker drugging Whumpee and having their way with them
Caretaker using a sexually conditioned Whumpee
Caretaker telling Whumpee to show their gratitude
Caretaker helping Whumpee in return for sexual favors
A prompt from my hidden injuries post got me thinking about this dynamic ✨ (using FC for forceful caretaker)
Content: Forceful/bad caretaker, forced medical treatment, defiant whumpee, restraints, gags, caretaker turned whumper, manhandling, forced stripping (nonsexual), humiliation my beloved
A whumpee for whom mysterious injuries are a chronic problem—a regular occurrence—they keep dodging their friends questions, they start hiding their injuries, albeit poorly sometimes, until one day they come in so incredibly injured, with blood seeping through their clothes and dark bruises on their skin, poorly hidden beneath a layer of concealer that does little to mask the deep patches of dark purple and red.
Eventually, FC is fed up. They’re all just trying to help and whumpee doesn’t even appreciate it. They keep brushing them off. How insulting. How ungrateful.
One day FC finally snaps and they shove whumpee back against the wall, making them wince and gasp sharply with the pain of the movement.
FC pins them there with a vice grip around their throat— “Oh, you’re fine, are you? Then what the hell was that, hm?””
“N-nothing I—“ FC jabs a finger into the side of their ribcage, and whumpee hisses in pain, their eyes squeeze shut tightly— they’re shaking between wincing, panted breaths.
They can’t hide their reactions any better than they can hide the limp in their step, the way they wince and grab their side when they think no ones looking. But now FC has proved it in front of the whole group, and whumpee is not getting away that easily.
Another forced exposure: Whumpee wincing at something one too many times— maybe someone just lightly bumps into them— and their pained reaction has FC grabbing their wrist and hauling them off like—“Thats it I knew it, I fucking knew it. WHAT have I told you. Get in the car NOW.”
And whumpee is pulling back against their grip, “I’m sorry im sorry! Just please don’t—“ — “Shut. Up. Now get in. We’re going to the fucking hospital.”
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