He So Would Too, No Regrets

He so would too, no regrets

I couldn't help myself.

I need to start somewhere, so how about-

~Writing Prompt 1~

A whumper who is surprised when the whumpee actually breaks, when they actually cry and plead instead of staying resilient and defiant like whumper had thought, oblivious of their power until now.

Crow! My phantom bird boi

He's lost his memory anytime before his death, only knowing it was a gruesome ending. With their life cut short, they were offered a chance to continue in a sort of way. This offer, though, would prove more tiring than he had wanted, though now already binded.

He collects souls cut short alike his, sometimes using his own means if it means getting paid.

The wings are retractable, though still leave marks on where they appear from. Though he can't feel much of the living reality, they're highly sensitive.

Kymopoleia, an aquatic hybrid.

They're the first to properly see Crow, not realizing the stranger is actually a phantom.

She wears turtlenecks to hide their gills along with usually long, baggy clothing to hide the tail.

Her lifeforce is dependant on the golden charm around his neck, fidgeting with it when they think.

The person I reblogged this from deserves happiness and love

When the defiant whumpee breaks, but not how whumper wanted:

The strong and silent character sees a new torture implement in whumper's hands today.

Whumpee stares for a moment. Then starts shaking.

This is it, whumper thinks. I've broken them.

And then whumpee looks up, and he's laughing. Hysterically laughing. He might as well be sobbing, but he's laughing.

Whumper is baffled.