All those little whumpees who slowly forget why they're fighting. Gradually learning to love their whumper.
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"You know I have to punish you for this, right? I'm sorry. I don't want to. I hate to see you cry...but it's the only way you'll learn."
Whumpee slowly gaining privileges the better they behave. It's easier if they just obey.
Nightmares. Whumpee dreaming of Whumper hurting them. They scream and thrash, waking up to Whumper holding them close. "Shh...it's okay. It was just a dream. I'm not going to hurt you..." Whumpee almost believes it.
Whumpee looks tense, so Whumper gives them a massage.
Whumpee's favorite foods. Always.
"Why are you still thinking about them? All you need is me."
Soft kisses and gentle touch.
"You are so amazing. No one ever appreciated you, did they? They didn't stop long enough to really look."
Constant bondage. Whumpee needs to rely on Whumper for every single thing. Every bite of food. Sip of water. Bathing. Everything they need only comes from Whumper's hands.
"What would you do without me? Really. Go back to them? Back to a life of stress an expectations? Isn't this better?"
New clothes. New hair. New everything. Whumpee starts to forget who they are.
"I told you you'd warm up to me."
That first time that Whumpee leans into Whumper's touch. Probably after a punishment. They're so tired. And Whumper is so warm and kind. They just...drift...
"Isn't this better?"
Whumper only un-gags Whumpee if they 'use their nice words'. Once Whumpee tries to snap at them, beg for Whumper to let them go, or say anything that suggests they don't want to be there, Whumper shoves the gag back in so they can 'think it over and try again later'.
"Can...can you stay with me? Just a little longer." "Of course, darling."
Whumper hand-feeding Whumpee. The intimacy and the trust they have to partake in if they want to eat.
"Tell me you love me. Say it."
Whumper who brands their Whumpee. Whumpee knows they'll never be the same again - they'll always be marked.
"There we go. Isn't 'please' so much nicer to say than 'no'?"
When they stop hesitating to say it.
"No...no please." "Shh...this will help you sleep. I won't leave you, I promise."
Whumper pulling Whumpee close, holding them tight as they try to struggle away. Gently petting their hair and humming until Whumpee's thrashing slows to a stop. They give into the embrace, sobbing into Whumper's shoulder.
"You don't need to think. I'll do that for you. You just rest."
Whumper breaks Whumpee's legs so Whumpee has to rely on them for everything. Thought of escape seem impossible.
"Did you really think I wouldn't notice? You can't lie to me. I know everything about you."
Whumpee vaguely remembers that they used to fight. They used to kick and scream and spit. They just can't remember why.
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(tags: @prisonerwhump @whumpawink @mabledonut @jadeocean46910 @paleassprince @distinctlywhumpthing @tropes-for-my-md-daydreams @batfacedliar-yetagain @suspicious-whumping-egg @lav-whumps @wormwriting)
I watched Haunting of Hill House and I realised I haven't seen much sleep paralysis whump before, especially from an outside/caretaker's perspective so yippee
During a sleepover
At camp
In a hotel
On holiday
During a nap (in a public place/outside)
On a honeymoon
After a one night stand
Trying to scream but just whimpering instead
Desperately trying to wake up anyone else in the room
They want to look away but they can't
Trying to get their breathing under control
Feeling like they're suffocating
Waking to the sound of whumpee whimpering
Guiding whumpee's breathing
Trying to help whumpee clench their fist or move their fingers
Holding whumpee when it's over
Restrained so they can't help whumpee and have to just sit and watch
"I need you to breath with me, okay?"
"It's not real, I promise it's not real."
"It's over. You're okay."
Whumpee with a ring gag-
Just, whumper yanking their head around by their hair, by the gag, by their chin or neck
Whumper pushing their head down and telling them they won’t be hurt as much if they use that lovely tongue of theirs for what it was meant for
Or perhaps whumper shoving things through the gag and down their throat. Fingers, toys, other miscellaneous body parts
How their jaw ends up aching from their mouth being held open so wide. Their tongue aching form use, from having it grabbed, pulled and abused. Their throat hurts from screaming and the damage from whatever items were forced past the gag.
Maybe the gag is left in, and whatever time whumper isn’t there, they still have their mouth forced open.
When Caretaker rescued Whumpee from captivity, they were absolutely filthy. Months worth of dirt and grime built against their skin, their hair so matted Caretaker wasn’t sure their newly bought bottle of conditioner would be enough to untangle it.
Naturally, their first instinct was to give Whumpee a bath.
So they carried Whumpee in from the car, and did a quick assessment of their wounds, determining which would need immediate attention and which could wait until later.
Now, Whumpee is drugged out of their mind. Maybe Whumper gave them something earlier to keep them in line, or maybe Caretaker slipped a little sedative into their water to help them relax. Whatever it was, Whumpee was out of it, and as they’re placed into the bath, they were just beginning to come to.
Their vision was much too blurred to make out details such as faces or locations, all they can register is the warm water soaking through their clothes and the hands touching them, carding through their hair and snagging against the knots.
Even as the fog clears from their mind, any bit of coherency is lost within vivid flashbacks of being forced underwater by a hand tangled in their hair, held there until they nearly blacked out, only to be wrenched above the surface and hit on the back until they were forced to cough up whatever they had inhaled, all while leaving Caretaker to deal with a screaming, thrashing mess of a person and dirty water splashing across their entire bathroom.
I promise I’ll post some actual writing either tomorrow or Wednesday
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The Prince of a Bloodstained Game (completed)
My first ever series, made a while ago. Royal Whumper Leonidas, spy Whumpee who was sent to kill him Harlow. My advice, just don't. Don't go there. I haven't looked back. Who knows what horrors await in my old writing
A Drop Of Honey
Probably my most consistent series tbh, ongoing for months. I only work on it when requested. Bitch Whumpee called Bee, no other characters are worthy of names. We've got Friend and Whumper, that's it
Red Stained Riches
(Whumptober 2022) Kaden shouldn't have gone to the party. Rich creepy whumper named Mathias. Ongoing.
Surveillence
Whumpuary 2022. Ignore how the first 12 parts are nameless, I’m slowly going back to fix it. Noah is a spy, and hell is he in over his head
Landline
Coriander took a turn a bit too fast during a storm, and they ended up on the wrong person’s doorstep.
To the Victor the Spoils
A choose-your-own-adventure, interactive whump series
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My Old Writing Masterlist
In my most professional opinion, just stay away.
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Trope Talks: Manhandling and Touch Starvation
Manhandling is a classic and staple trope of whump, and one that I love. There's so much to expand on and enjoy regarding whumpees being touched and shoved around by whumpers. As for touch starvation, it's excellent for humiliation, projection, intimate whump, and more. Tws for drugging mention, intimate whump throughout, and lots of noncon touching. For the last prompt, tw for noncon kissing, creepiness, and somnophilia.
- A whumper kicking the back of a defiant whumpee's legs hard, forcing them to their knees. Their hands rest on each of whumpee's shoulders, they press their weight firmly on whumpee to keep them from getting back upright. Whumpee struggles weakly, but their blood loss and the pain of the deep cuts over their body make it all too easy for whumper to subdue them. Their cheeks flush with humiliation, and whumper grins condescendingly at them.
- A whumper scooping an exhausted, beaten, maybe drugged whumpee into a bridal carry. Maybe whumpee struggles, insulted and humiliated by the gentleness of their torturer's touch. They thrash and kick against whumper‘s vicelike grip, furious, but whumper just holds them tighter. Maybe whumpee melts into their captor's arms, too touch starved and tired to care who it is touching them. They can’t remember the last time they were touched, let alone held. So they sacrifice their pride, their face reddening ever so slightly as they loop their arms around whumper’s neck and snuggle their face into their chest.
- A whumpee being shoved roughly against a wall, whumper throwing their hands against their captive’s chest and throwing them against the hard concrete. Whumpee lets out a hiss of pain as their body hits the wall, their head exploding in agony where it made contact. Whumper presses an arm over whumpee’s body, pinning them to the wall effortlessly as they place their other hand around whumpee’s throat.
-Whumper grabbing whumpee’s chin to tilt their face up, forcing their captive to make eye contact. Such a subtle show of power, but an obvious message. I’m the one in control. Maybe whumpee is too terrified to move. Maybe they lean into the touch subconsciously, unable to help themself after having been starved of affection for so long. Maybe they jerk their head away, struggling to escape whumper’s grip- but it isn’t as if they can do much with their hands shackled behind their back.
- Whumper isolating a whumpee for days, maybe weeks, to ensure their captive will be touch starved when they’re released. Whumper comes into their cell at long last, carrying a knife, and whumpee slumps against the wall in relief that they at least won’t be alone. Whumper holds their delicate whumpee in their lap, stroking their hair as they drag long cuts down their chest. Whumpee barely even cares about the pain, although it’s sharp and stinging and furious. At least they’re no longer alone. At least they’re being held.
- Whumper presses possessive kisses up whumpee’s neck as they sleep, and whumpee wakes up to whumper‘s lips on theirs. They jerk away, humilated and ashamed, and tears begin to stream down their face. Whumper grabs them by their hair and pulls them closer, tasting whumpee’s tears as they kiss them once again.
An intrusive whump thought of the day
Content: broken bones, intimate whumper, medical whump, ptsd, brief needle & drug mention.
A whumpee with broken ankles desperately crawling for the door, clawing at it uselessly after whumper has slammed it shut, sobbing and begging to be let go.
Or trying to crawl away from whumper, painfully dragging their limp, broken bones along the floor behind them.
An amused whumper sitting and watching it happen, laughing at whumpee’s pathetic attempts to get away, knowing that whenever they’ve decided their captive has gotten far enough, they can yank them back by the chain around their neck and drag them back over with ease. What’re they gonna do, fight back?
Whumpee being forced to rely on whumper for every little thing despite loathing them with every fiber of their being.
Whumper having to carry them everywhere (bridal style)
Bonus points if it’s an intimate whumper and they scoop them up and coo sweet things into whumpee’s ear all “aw, poor sweet thing, don’t worry, I’ve got you,” While whumpee sobs hopelessly into their captor’s chest, disgusted with the closeness and absolutely horrified and ashamed at how helpless they feel like this.
Or maybe whumpee tries to claw their way out of their captor’s arms, and whumper just drops them, laughing at how useless and pathetic they look when they collapse in a crying heap on the floor, unable to go anywhere without whumper’s help.
More bonus points if the bones don’t heal properly and they can never walk quite right again, or if standing or walking for too long causes sharp pains to shoot up through their ankles and they collapse from the agony.
If they ever get a recovery arc, having to get their ankles rebroken and reset to heal properly— The sensation of their ankles breaking all over again bringing back horribly traumatic flashbacks, feeling like they’re back with whumper again, that they’re being tortured again, until they’re screaming and begging and calling the doctors sir and sobbing desperately to be let go. The medical staff is horrified.
And maybe they’re writhing around and thrashing so much that they have to be restrained and sedated in order for the medical staff to reset their freshly broken bones.
A nurse jamming a needle into their neck and emptying an entire syringe into their bloodstream with an “It’s alright, sweetheart, this is for your own good.”
Whumpee in a full-scale flashback begging through tears when they feel the needle, “please, please no— please sir, please don’t, please don’t do this— I— I’ve been good— please I— I can’t—please-“ until the sedative kicks in and their head lolls to the side.
Feel free to add your own prompts/ thoughts! this trope won’t leave my head rn
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“I’ve never done this before.”
“I’ll go slow.”
“Will it hurt?”
“Do you trust me?”
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
“Tell me what to do.”
“I’ll talk you through it, okay?”
“This is my first time…”
“I promise I won’t hurt you.”
“Be gentle, please…”
“Am I going too fast?”
“Can you show me how?”
“Does this feel good?”
“Should I slow down?”
“I wanted you to be my first…”
“I want to make this perfect for you.”
“Tell me what feels good.”
“Show me how you like it.”
“We can stop whenever you like.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“You’re doing so well…”
“We can keep going, if you want.”
“Relax, I’ve got you.”
“No need to rush—we have all night.”
“Let me help you.”
“There’s no reason to be nervous.”
“Is this okay?”
“Do that again…”
“I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“Let’s find out what you like together, alright?”
Reicioplatonic ( Reicioapl / Reicioaplatonic )
A platonic orientation characterized by limited or no platonic attraction / interest / activity due to emotional exhaustion from repeated rejection, or an intense fear of rejection. It is similar to, and can overlap with or be used alongside, Requiesplatonic and Friendship-drained / Plato-drained.
( One example of someone using this label would be an individual who is Aplatonic, was Plato-neutral, who is now Plato-drained due to repeated rejection. They now consider themselves Reicioapl as they’ve lost all platonic interest in and their urges for platonic activities with those individuals. )
The flag colors and their meanings are inspired by the Requies- and the Aplatonic flags ( taking the bottom stripes from this Apl flag and this alternate Apl flag. ) Following the format of the other Reicio- flags, eg. Reicioaro, Reicioace, and Reiciorose.
Gold ( Yellow ) / Cream for Aplatonicism / Being on the Aplspec, Blue for exhaustion / rest, and the Grey stripe going through the Apl apple represents the absence of platonic attraction / interest / activity.
Reiciō is a Latin word which literally means to throw or repel, but can also be used figuratively to mean to reject. It’s pronounced /ˈrei̯.ki.oː/, [ˈrɛi̯kioː].
Requested by anon but as always, free for anyone to use anywhere! Help with accurate ALT text is appreciated.
Taglist - @radiomogai, @contracorvid, @aplatonic-flags, @aroapl, @daybreakthing
forever thinking about recapture
whumpee getting grabbed on their way home and dragged into a car thats hauntingly familiar
whumpee getting chloroformed again while a familiar voice is telling them to relax
or alternatively "did you really think i'd let you run?"
whumpee realising their home has been broken into and finding a threatening message somewhere. even just a found you scribbled on the wall
whumpee attacked while they're fumbling with the key to get inside, then promptly shoved inside the apartment and being tied up in their own bedroom
whumpee approached in a public setting, frozen in fear and unable to alert anyone because they know whumper has the ability to cause a bloodbath and they don't want to get innocent civilians involved
whumpee approached in a public setting and whumper showing them a photo of a tied up caretaker in a room that has served as whumpee's prison for months. "how about a trade?"
whumpee waking up in a familiar cell, having panic attack after panic attack, sobbing and screaming their throat raw because this can't be happening again
whumpee going docile and quiet as soon as they realise what's happening, their conditioning kicking in to protect them
"i'm so glad you still remember me"
"you haven't forgotten your manners, have you?"
"i heard you went to therapy, hm? i hope they haven't stuffed your head full of too many lies"
whumper bringing out their most common torture instrument. "for old times' sake"
caretaker realising that whumpee didn't send them their daily text, the one they agreed on specifically so they'd know whumpee was okay
whumpee not picking up the phone for the third time
whumper picking up whumpee's phone. "oh, thank goodness whumpee, i thought-" "i'm awfully sorry, they're a bit preoccupied at the moment." caretaker can hear whumpee's muffled cries and screams in the background
caretaker arriving home and finding the apartment ransacked and empty
caretaker finding a letter from whumper. "thanks for watching them while i was dealing with the police <3"
caretaker finding a stack of photos of whumpee being subdued in their own apartment
reblog only, do not perceive me. Used to be a whump blog but I kinda reused it to be a flag/label hoard now. pfp by warriorsproject.
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