A Sense Of Horror

HOPELESS ROMANTIC ARO — for aromantics who are hopeless romantics

Prompts for any food related whump?

Absofuckinlutely.

I'll tryyyyy to keep this short and sweet (I can link my force feeding prompts at the end EDIT: Psych im exhausted. I'm gonna link it tomorrow).

Whumper making Whumpee all their favorite foods. "See? You have everything you could ever want right here with me."

Whumper hand-feeding Whumpee. They can't trust Whumpee to feed themself, so Whumper ties them down tight to a chair, bringing spoonful after spoonful to their lips. Whumpee is too hungry and exhausted to fight them.

Or better yet, Whumpee tries to fight them anyway. Scalding soup dribbles down their chin, neck, and chest - searing them. They fight anyway.

"Eat it. Now. (...) Don't make me force you. That would get ugly very fast."

Gross, but Whumper forcing Whumpee to eat themself. Carving off long strips of flesh from their thigh and cooking it into meals. Whumpee never knows when it's them.

OR Whumpee knows exactly when it's them. And they're too terrified to fight Whumper on it, obediently forcing bite after bite down. Praying they can throw it back up later.

Whumper stirs an ominous powder into Whumpee's tea right in front of them. Whumpee stares at it. "What? Are you not going to drink it?" "What did you put in it?" Whumper just laughs. "Me? What makes you think I'd do a thing like that? Stop asking silly questions and drink."

Whumper forces Whumpee to cook their meals. Whumpee has no idea what they're doing, so they get punished over and over and over again when they do a poor job.

"Are you really not going to eat that? Ungrateful brat."

Whumper forces steaming hot food into Whumpee's mouth. They force them to chew and swallow, even if Whumpee's eyes are brimming with tears and they are clawing at the hand clamped over their mouth. (@wormwriting 👀)

Whumper shoves food at a starving Whumpee. "You have two minutes. Then I'm taking the plate away." Whumpee scrambles, shoveling in as much as they possibly can. Praying they can keep it down.

Whumpee is cooking food for Whumper. They slip some rat poison in the mix, desperately hoping Whumper doesn't notice until after they've eaten it. And that Whumper doesn't force them to try it first.

"Go on. I know it's your favorite."

Whumper forcing Whumpee to eat something they're allergic to. Whumpee has no idea if Whumper is trying to kill them or just scare them. They don't know if there's an epipen in the house or if they'll have a bad enough reaction they will die. They just have no clue, so they claw and bite, but Whumper shoves it down their throat anyway.

Whumper forces Whumpee to eat something that isn't food. Like dirt. Or marbles. Something Whumpee doesn't think will kill them, but they really have no idea.

Whumpee shoveling food in so fast that they throw it back up. Kicking themself for wasting the only food they had. Trying to ignore the hunger. Promising themself they will do better next time.

Whumper stands idly in front of a starving Whumpee, leisurely eating their dinner. Whumpee stares at the scraps that fall to the ground just out of reach. They could try. They could crawl forward and stretch out to get them, but they know the chain around their ankle is just barely too short. And they won't give Whumper the satisfaction of watching them slither for a mouthful of scraps.

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(tags: @prisonerwhump @whumpawink @mabledonut @jadeocean46910 @paleassprince @distinctlywhumpthing @tropes-for-my-md-daydreams @batfacedliar-yetagain @suspicious-whumping-egg @lav-whumps @wormwriting @meowsikbox @villainsvictim @throwawaywhumper )

　⟢　Deaungel　𓃉　Dyew-Aan-Jel .

A flag for angels who have the scary ' vibes ' of a demon. The angel themselves might not be scary, but you may feel uneasy around them . . .

　— Requested by anon . This is not a gender, and is intended for nonhuman beings

“Relax…” in Whump

“Relax…” Whumper croons into the softness of Whumpee's hair, holding them close against their chest as they struggle. Their body bucks, limbs fail; All of that writhing weakened by the drugs coursing through their system and reduced to pathetic wriggling and mewling. Whumper catches one of their hands easily by the wrist, pulling it up to their lips. “Just let it happen…” They murmur between gentle kisses.

“Relax…” Caretaker's deft hands knead at the stiff muscles in Whumpee’s shoulders, bunched up and pulled taut like a cord. They make sure to avoid the fresh stitches along their back, the bruises standing out starkly against their skin. They do it for themself as much as for Whumpee. They don't like to think about what they had to go through at the hands of that monster... all alone... when it had been their job to protect them. Caretaker takes in a deep, shuddering breath, forcing themself to push those thoughts away. There is no fixing the past. “You’re safe now— Safe for forever, Whumpee. You can relax now. They can’t get you…” Caretaker leans forward to look earnestly into their eyes. “Not anymore.”

“Relax…” Whumpee whispers breathlessly, frantic huffs of air echoing off the barrel of the gun, mere inches from their face. Whumper's gaze is dark and intense as if they're just waiting for Whumpee to slip up... to say the wrong thing. They keep their hands raised in the air, trembling faintly. "Relax, I-I won't run, okay? Seriously, I swear I won't."

"Relax..." That achingly familiar voice sends chills riveting up Whumper's spine. Leather straps hold them firmly in place as they thrash with renewed vigor... They can't see Whumpee... but they can certainly feel them lurking somewhere behind the chair in those thick, churning shadows. Whumper can feel the hatred. Years of festering resentment spilling out across the floor, all too consuming and just as suffocating as the dust and mildew. "Isn't that what you used to say to me... 'Relax and enjoy the show'...?"

Super versatile word. Also first post guys, what? huh? cuhrazy. Probably going to post an introduction post sometime soon but hello everyone -Fox

Binary + Nonbinary bigender flags

Bigender man + enby | Bigender woman + enby

Can be used as alt bigender flags for people with only one binary gender or as specific flags while using a different flag for general bigender

Could you do some more NSFW prompts please? 👀🔞

Oh lawd, here we go again. Thank you for the ask!

(Tags/TW: noncon, intimate whumper, heavily implied abuse, 18+ dialogue, nsfwhump, threatening, implied force, gagging, begging, conditioning, reprogramming, injury, mind-breaking (ish), profanity and vulgar slang for body parts.)

"You’d better shut your fucking mouth if you wanna walk in the next few days."

"P-Please- Too d-deep! I-It hurts!” “Oh but you’re taking it so well, Whumpee.” 

“I-It feels good W-Whumper..” “I told you it would, kitten, I’ll make you feel even better soon.” 

“P-Please W-Whumper! I was s-so close..! P-Please just let me c-cum!” “It’s only been three hours... You haven’t been punished enough yet.” 

“Ask me nicely, pet. And I might give you want you want.” “C-Can Pet make Master f-feel good..? Pet wants to feel good too.” 

“Pretty hard to say ‘no’ like this, huh? Eyes rolled back, mindlessly grinding your hips for more.” 

“Since it’s your first time, I’ll be gentle. The moment you start fighting me, I’ll fuck you how I please.” 

“Only half-way and you’re already gagging, you’ll never talk me out of your punishment at this rate.” 

“Every time I whip you, you get a little tighter around me, does it turn you on that much?” 

“You don’t even know what you’re begging for anymore, do you? Should I thrust a little faster to help you choose?” 

“Open your mouth and kneel, Whumpee. I’m about to use you for what you were really made for.” 

“Just the sound of my belt buckle and you’re hard.. You’re a perfect slut for me now, aren’t you?” 

“You can either swallow your pride and spread your legs for me or I’ll fill you so full of cum you’ll taste me.” 

“Hmm... Which hole should I use tonight, Whumpee? You already know what my favorite is, so choose.” 

“M-Master I’ve been good, c-can I c-cum tonight?” 

“Repeat after me: My body is for Master’s pleasure. I do not deserve pleasure unless Master gives it to me.” 

“Will you keep your legs open this time? Or should I get the spreader bar?” 

“If I take the gag off, you’re getting something else in your mouth, pet.” 

“Master’s friend here is going to teach Whumpee the difference between how I touch you and how you deserve to be treated. Maybe you’ll be grateful when they split you in two.” 

“Are you crying? When you’re already covered in your own cum? Something is amiss, Whumpee. You must not be as afraid as you lead on.” 

“Pretty tight for someone else’s toy. They must not fuck you properly but- ngh.. I-I’ll change that, I’ll pound you stupid every night and break that little ass of yours.” 

“See? Your body found a way to lube up after all, Whumpee. But you’d better start riding, blood dries out pretty fast with friction.” 

this is so fucked but—

a whumpee that’s just kept perpetually beaten stupid

whumper just thinks they look so cute when they’re all dizzy and melty and blank

maybe they’re concussed again, or they lost too much blood, or they’ve just been backhanded a few too many times that day. maybe whumper keeps them sleep deprived and overworked, underfed and on the brink of collapse

and if their little pet starts to think too much—says anything beyond a few slurred words and those pretty sounds— starts looking like they’re having thoughts—

whumper can just slap them around a bit until their eyes glaze over and they’re disoriented and staggering again.

“it’s alright pet, you look better on the floor anyway.”

Whump Prompts: Whumpers “Caretaking”

Oh I’m SUCH a sucker for Whumper administering comfort or healing. Whumpee needs it so badly even when every fibre of their being is screaming for them to run. It’s not like they can, anyway…

(If you use these as pompts please tag me cuz I wanna see! 🥰)

Whumper holding a curled-up whumpee to their chest, rubbing smooth, warm circles against their back.

“Shhh….It’s alright. You did so good. Rest now.”

Whumper tenderly cleaning and wrapping wounds. Pausing when Whumpee winces away.

Alternately, Whumpee knows they need to be bandaged, so they hold still, but Whumper is having a grand time watching Whumpee wince and jerk away. They dig their fingers into the wounds to see it again.

“Stop crying. You’re done for today. I said stop crying.”

Carrying a dazed Whumpee to bed when they can’t stand on their own.

“You look so tired, darling. You can rest now. Go ahead and sleep. I’ll hold you and keep you safe.”

Whumper pressing gentle kisses along the ring of bruises circling Whumpee’s throat. Maybe biting gently when Whumpee tried to squirm away.

Whumper tipping a glass of water up to Whumpee’s lips. “You lost a lot of blood. You need to stay hydrated.”

Whumper casually moves behind Whumpee mid-conversation, massaging their shoulders when they look tense.

“Aww, who did this to you? You’re black and blue, sweetheart. How awful.”

Whumper makes Whumpee a nice cup of tea to calm down. Whumpee drinks it under their gaze, even as it burns their lips.

“Try not to stress about it. There’s nothing you can do to stop me anyway, so why worry?”

Whumper gently combing Whumpee’s hair. Keeping it trimmed just how they like it.

Whumper’s fingers gently massaging Whumpee’s scalp, kneading warm, sweet shampoo into their hair to ease away mats of dried blood.

“You look so tense. Take a deep breath. Here, give me your hands. Breathe with me. In…And out….In….And out….”

Whumper singing softly to Whumpee as they pass out from the pain fall asleep.

“Shhhh…sh sh shhh…you’re done. I’m not going to hurt you anymore.”

Whumper brushing away Whumpee’s tears with a gentle finger. Or kissing them away. Or licking them off their face..

“Okay, all done. Now what do you say?” “Th-than…thank you, S-sir.” “Mmm, you’re very welcome.”

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(tags: @prisonerwhump @whumpawink @mabledonut @paleassprince @distinctlywhumpthing @wormwriting @tropes-for-my-md-daydreams)

Idk who wants to be on what tag lists anymore, just let me know and I’ll actually write it down this time. So sorry. You’re lovely.

GENDERLESS CAT．   ➷

pt: genderless cat. end pt.

⚘   ⌣   definition．

 a flag for when one is a genderless cat!

pt: definition, a flag for when one is a genderless cat. end pt.

COINER．  voice of the egocentric & voice of the apathetic．  ➷

⚘   ⌣   n/a．

⚘   ⌣   attack on @medkitcat   5pt (base) + 2pt (non-gender) + 1pt (revenge) = 8pt．

TAGS．  @coinfight @specieschive @sevvys @angeltism @zoeynovie @jigumis @sysnarc．  ➷

List of symptoms

I hate having whump fantasies that involve some vague fever that doesn’t have consistent symptoms to make it feel real. Here’s a handy list to flesh out the nature of your whumpee’s illness.

Let’s go:

Dizziness/faintness

Congestion

Sneezing

Coughing

Headache

Muscle aches

Joint aches

Cramping

Exhaustion/lethargy

Shivering

Wheezing/trouble breathing

Sore throat (trouble speaking and swallowing)

Sweating (leads to dehydration)

Flushed and/or pale skin

Delirium (delusions, nightmares, lack of filter, inability to regulate emotions, hallucinations, incoherent speech, confusion)

Nausea/vomiting

Abdominal pain (burning, stabbing, soreness)

Chest pain (burning, stabbing, soreness, tightness)

Pain/pressure behind the eyes

Feeling too hot or too cold

Weakness

Blurred vision

Weight loss (loss of appetite)

Rapid heartbeat

Abnormal breathing (rapid, shallow, panting)

Sensory sensitivity (light, sound, touch, smell, taste)

Tell me more……