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I write things. You can call me Penni (she/her). You can also find me on AO3. :) I’ll take whump requests. <3
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TW: Conditioned Whumpee, Possessive Whumper, Brief Kidnapping Mention

Of course I don’t need Whumper. I could live freely and happily without them. My life would be perfect without them around. 

That’s what Whumpee’s been attempting to convince themself for the past three days. 

Wow, three days? It’s only been three days? I feel like I’ve been away for three years… 

They smiled. That’s a good sign right? They’ve been so distracted with all the things around them that they completely forgot how much time had actually gone by. They could keep this up forever! Whumpee was proud of their independence. If they could do it for seventy-two hours, they could do it for seventy-two years. 

In fact, Whumpee was so proud, they were sure they could go out at night and be perfectly fine. Whumper always told them that there were people who wanted to take Whumpee away that mostly wandered around at night. Because of that, Whumpee was never allowed near windows or even above ground at night. They couldn’t even remember what the moon or the stars looked like. At least until they were let free. 

The night sky was absolutely gorgeous! Did stars always twinkly so beautifully? Was the moon always that bright? Why would Whumper deprive them of such a sight? It should be considered a crime. Whumpee found themself a spot to get the best view of it. If everything looked pretty there in the daytime, who’s to say it wouldn’t at night? 

When Whumpee got there, they noticed that no one was around. They raised a brow but decided to shrug it off. At least they wouldn’t have to worry about anyone trying to get them. That would be one more time they prove Whumper wrong. 

They walked towards the pier, looking around to be sure no one was near. They flinched when they noticed a figure about thirty feet away. Forcing themself to think positive, Whumpee kept walking. Their positive thoughts increased when they took a look at the scenery before them.

The moonlight reflected onto the water, along with the many pretty stars. It made everything seem to glow, whatever was in the distance became a silhouette dancing across the water. It was amazing. It was nothing like all of the terrors Whumper instilled into their brain over the course of their time with them. How could they hide such a wonderful thing from Whumpee? 

“Hey!” 

Whumpee was pulled from their thoughts when the figure called out to them. They looked around and pointed to themself. “M-me?” 

“Yeah, you!” The figure stepped closer, into the light shone by an overhead light, a frown on the person’s face. “What are you doing out here?” 

Whumpee instantly averted their gaze. “I… I was just looking.” 

“Looking for what?” 

“I–no–I-I was just looking at the sky.” They reluctantly glanced upwards to find a furrowed brow. 

“What, is it your first time seeing it?” They took a step closer, making Whumpee start to inch away. 

“Well I…” They paused when they heard a creak behind them. Whumpee turned to find two more figures walking up. Panic instantly rose in their chest. They started to take back their doubts about Whumper’s words. The figures each continued to step closer and closer. 

Without a second thought, Whumpee did the only thing they knew how to do: run

Whumpee bolted off, screaming as they went. There was bound to be someone around to hear them and come rescue them. When no one seemed to be coming to their rescue, they remembered exactly where they were. On a pier late at night with no one around. They were bound to end up kidnapped or worse. 

“Help! Help me! Please!” 

Whumpee checked their tail before running into something. They nearly fell to the ground, screaming, when the person held them tightly. 

“Whumpee? Whumpee, are you okay?” 

It was none other than Whumper. 

Whumpee instantly burst into tears, burying their face in Whumper’s chest. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!” 

“Sorry, for what Darling?” Whumper asked softly as they brought their hand to Whumpee’s cheek. 

“That-that you were wrong! And they–and they—” 

“Slow down, slow down.” They patted Whumpee’s head. “Tell me what happened.” 

“They tried to hurt me! They tried to get me! Just like you said!” They sobbed. “They were trying to take me away!” 

Whumper held them close. “Well it’s okay now, Darling. You’re safe with me.” 

Whumpee wiped their face, sniffling. “I’m sorry I doubted you…” 

“Let’s get you somewhere safe. I’m sure, you’re a little shaken up from that happening.”

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Place

TW: Conditioned Whumpee

Caretaker scoffed. “I hate that man.” 

Confused, Whumpee looked up from their glass to find who he was talking about. Their gaze almost instantly fell on Whumper, who was across the room. “Whumper?” 

“Yeah.” He nodded, frown deepening. “Cruellest man to ever walk the Earth. He doesn’t deserve anything.” 

Whumpee remembered that conversation more than any they’ve ever had. They didn’t understand why Caretaker felt that way towards Whumper. They felt he was a great person. After all, he was the reason Whumpee even had a roof over their head. If it weren’t for Whumper, Whumpee would probably be dead right now. 

They watched as he took a sip of whatever he had in his mug this time. If Whumpee remembered correctly, it was tea. “Sir?” 

“Yes Whumpee?” He hummed absentmindedly. 

“Do you know who Caretaker is?” 

Whumper had to pause, attempting to stop himself from choking. Once he could breathe normally, he cleared his throat. “Caretaker?” Whumpee nodded. “How do you know him?” 

“I met him during a party.” 

Whumper thought for a moment. I’m gonna have to make sure he stays in his place. That we don’t have any slip ups and he tries to take away my beloved Whumpee.

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Whumpuary Day 22: Memories

TW: Past Captivity, Conditioned Whumpee, Past Intimate/Creepy Whumper

Emory curled up nearby the fireplace with a large blanket. He did the same thing when he was with Athena. He missed her. He missed being with her. He missed living with her. He wanted to be back at her mansion, curled up with a cup of tea while she hummed softly to him. He remembered when he used to curl up with her on the couch as she stroked his hair. He remembered when she used to cuddle him, rocking him to sleep. 

Harley walked into the dark living room and noticed his shaking form on the floor. She leaned down, whispering softly. “You okay, Em?” 

“I want Athena back…” He whined, using the blanket to hide from her. 

“Well you can’t get her back, she’s… away right now.” 

Emory sat up, his tears were suddenly visible. “Why did you take me away?! Take me back! I want to go back home with her!” 

She hesitated. “I can’t do that, Emory.” 

“Why did you take her away?! I want her back!” 

“Well you can’t have her back. Ever.” It pained Harley that he was completely oblivious to the truth. But if anything was going to help fix him, then she was wiling to do it. 

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