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Right Hand sat in the interrogation room. They had nothing to worry about, the team was well and operating with a high success rate.

But they knew they weren't called to this room to take compliments. They tried to keep their composure but couldn't stop themselves from leaning on the edge of the chair and stiffen their back as the door opened.

A figure entered the room, sitting in front of them without looking at their face. The lights dimmed, the small red light of the camera hanging on the corner of the room flickering. The interrogator opened the voice recorder on the table, finally raising their head from the files.

"I hope you're settling well into your new position."

Breathe Me

Warnings: broken bones, captivity, torture, forced to watch

“Please! Please! Stop! Please!” Team Leader could hear Teammate One beg Whumper. Could hear them plead and beg with Whumper to stop. Could hear Teammate Two banging on the bars of the cage. Could hear Teammate Three’s sobs. 

But Whumper didn’t stop. And Team Leader didn’t have enough air in their lungs to say anything. They couldn’t get a breath deep enough. Could barely breathe at all. 

“Oh, Team Leader, how cute. Your team is begging for your life. What do you think about that?” Whumper said as they aimed a particularly vicious kick at Team Leader’s side. 

What little breath Team Leader had went out in a huff. The world was greying out as they tried to suck in air, their broken ribs preventing their lungs from expanding. “Pl-pl–” was all they managed to get out before Whumper kicked them again. 

Team Leader wasn’t sure how long Whumper beat them for. All they knew was the world went dark and when they next opened their eyes, Teammate Three was holding them. 

Teammate Three blinked back tears. “Hey, there you are,” they said softly. 

Team Leader tried to speak, wheezing coughs racking their body. Each cough, each breath was agony. Whumper had broken a few ribs. 

“It’s ok, Team Leader, don’t speak. Just breath for me. Please. Just keep breathing.” Teammate Three cupped Team Leader’s cheek softly. 

Team Leader nodded and closed their eyes, leaning into the delicate touch. Their whole body hurt. And they couldn’t take a deep breath. Their wheezing filled their ears. But they would keep breathing. For Teammate Three. For the whole team. For themselves. And to spite Whumper.

Prompt

Whumpee who escapes and returns to their team. They're happy to be back, hopeful for a good reunion, but their team doesn't react how they'd expect. Instead of a good reaction, the team immediately assumes Whumpee has betrayed them and beats them up, or hurts them in some other way.

Maybe information's gotten out while Whumpee was kidnapped. Maybe Whumpee has no scars or proof. Maybe Whumpee disappeared with no trace, or Whumper went to great lengths to make it look like they left of their own accord. Whatever the reason their team doesn't believe them when they say they're not a traitor.

So Whumpee escapes again, heavily injured, and ends up with Caretaker.

After a few months/years/whatever, their old teammates find out that they're not a traitor. Whether it's someone else or an accidental leak, they now need Whumpee for some reason. So they find them, and approach them to ask for their help, all apologetic (could be fake apologetic though). Caretaker's with Whumpee at the time.

From here, there's two options.

Whichever option, the confrontation ends with the team being told to fuck off.

𝚆𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚙 𝚁𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜 #𝟷:

Apologies. Just Apologies.

late night whump thoughts:

a team with a rescued whumpee who they didn’t know pre-rescue. The whumpee is reclusive and withdrawn, just pretty stoic overall.

then they all get captured together. maybe it’s the same whumper, or maybe it’s a different one. but the whumpee starts quipping with them, smirking and rolling their eyes—and the team realizes with mounting horror that whumpee is more comfortable in a situation like that than they are with them.

"Misery loves company," Whumper says as they throw open the cell door. "Or so they say."

There's muffled scuffling and grunts echoing down the hallway. Someone cries out at the same time the sound of a body colliding with stone reaches their ears. Whumper just grins, leaning up against the barred door.

"So I brought you a little something."

Two guards drag forward a bound and sagging figure, stopping beside Whumper at the doorway. Whumper lifts the figures head with a rough hand and Whumpee sees their team mate's face staring back at them. Teammate is gagged and a gash above their eyebrow gives away how roughly they've been treated.

"What--?"

"Call it a gift, or a threat, whichever sits better with you."

"You can't," Whumpee whispers, before finding their voice and getting louder. "I'm complying! I'm already doing what you want!"

Whumper shrugs. "Well your old team don't seem to have got the memo to stop snooping around. Maybe this will help them learn the lesson."

Teammate is shoved into the cell, stumbling to their knees. Whumpee reaches out to help and Teammate scrambles away looking wounded, betrayed.

"I'll leave you two to get reacquainted. I'm sure you have much to talk about," Whumper says with a laugh. The cell door clangs loudly and locks them in the dark. "Enjoy the company Whumpee, you earned it!"

Three distinct ways that a whumpee/team member might end up being led away from a situation where they surrender:

A critically injured/dying Team Leader chooses a successor to lead the team when they’re gone…and for reasons of their own that the rest don’t understand, their choice is the youngest/weakest teammate, who the others have never respected or listened to.

(If this prompt inspires you to create your own content, please tag @whumpster-dumpster, link to this original post, or put it under the tag “whumpster prompts”)

The Team relies on caretakers healing powers way too much. They are asked to heal every little cut, scrape and bruise and caretaker never denies them or complains. It exhausts them and their magic finally wears out at the time they need it most. They’re of course blamed when a member of their team dies when they’re not strong enough to heal a leathal wound.

Suggestion: a whumpee whose team only goes after them because they end up giving out the information needed. It’s not out of concern or worry, but because they’re livid that whumpee is giving up what the whumpers/villains wanted to hear and they want to stop the whumpee from ruining anything else

and maybe they attack the whumper's HQ carelessly, blowing rooms up without worrying if whumpee is in one of those rooms with the enemy. and maybe whumpee thinks they deserve it if they get hurt, because they *did* give up vital information.,,,

Today I'm thinking about the whump that happens after trying to help for too long. Bone weary, prone to injuries, careless bleeding hearts that mean well but just end up causing themselves harm.

Sleep deprived, working their fingers bloody, hands scraped up and easily bruising.

Or pushing someone out of the way, only to take the damage themselves, taking on extra workload to save their teammates, carrying the heavier pack without complaint for too long.

The painful grimaces hid behind others backs, the injuries tended too in the quiet of the night when no-one will see, fading into the background until they collapse with exhaustion and are found slumped against the wall unable to get back up

oh yes oh yessss >:) stoic, self-sacrificing caretaker's are my jam :3

The moment when a special ops team is on a mission, everyone’s completing their tasks in their designated spots and a member gets ambushed.

Everyone else hears the nauseating screams over their comm system, not knowing what’s happening and not getting an answer when frantically calling for their friend and teammate.

The mad dash as everyone is desperate to get to their friend’s last known location, and finding their gear abandoned. That look of horror they share before the search begins...

@icannotweave have u seen this?? deffo fits for ur stoic whumpee! :D (give the guy a rescue,,,as a treat?) :3

The whumpee joins the team and is not trusted immediately. But they're desperate to prove themselves, prove that the team can trust them.

The whumpee trains excessively, always first to train and the last fo leave, which leaves them exhausted and dehydrated.

One day, they finally get a mission. Everyone is expecting them to fail. The mission is very dangerous.

But the whumpee pushes themselves to complete it. They're injured, and tired by the end of it, and they're almost at the brink of death, but they complete the mission. The team realizes they were ready to die just for that one mission they had.

And they've succeeded in proving themselves.

@icannotweave this suits your stoic OC!

After the team rescues them from Whumper, Whumpee hides their trauma behind anger. They harden their heart – less sympathy, less understanding, less mercy. Even if they go through the motions of psychological evaluation or therapy, they don’t internalize it. They aren’t really healing.

They fight more ruthlessly. Before long they’ve gained a reputation of terrorizing their enemies…and their teammates. When Whumpee seriously injures another member of the team during training, is it enough to get through to them?

Thanks to a past trauma, a member of the team hesitates/freezes up in the middle of a battle and ends up getting a teammate badly hurt. The others, who don’t know about the trauma, berate them for their hesitation, accusing them that it was cowardice. Whumpee takes it willingly, feeling like they deserve it.