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……
SERAITY. ➷
pt: seraity. end pt.
⚘ ⌣ definition.
a species term for angel / god hybrids; this may mean someone who is an angel who's also a god, a god who's also an angel, an angelic god, godly angel, etc. for @rabidbatboy's cointober prompts.
pt: definition, a species term for angel/god hybrids; this may mean someone who is an angel who's also a god, a god who's also an angel, an angelic god, godly angel, etcetera. for @/rabidbatboy's cointober prompts(link). end pt.
COINER. voice of the egocentric. ➷
⚘ ⌣ seraphim + deity.
TAGS. @radiomogai @specieschive @eldrorian @alterhumanflags @sevvys @angeltism @jigumis @zoeynovie @eeriecute. ➷
Let's get some good, old fashioned degradation lines!
This list is a collaboration with @wormwriting! Aren't they just wonderful??
Just look at you. Trembling. Panting. It's gorgeous.
Aww, why are you flinching? Are you scared?
Hmm? What was that? Speak up, darling.
You scream when I tell you to scream.
Ask nicely.
They "loved you"? Really. You? Did you really believe that? I mean, just look at you.
You think they're coming back for you? Cute.
Look at you. Pathetic.
You're almost pretty when you're crying. It's quite an improvement. I bet you'd be gorgeous screaming, though.
Stay STILL! Now there's a good love. I was worried you couldn't manage even such a simple task.
Oh, just look at that. You were just made to kneel, weren't you?
Threats don't have quite the same 'zing' when your voice is trembling so much.
Aw, can't walk? Don't worry. I'll carry you.
Oh come on, you can do better than that.
I'm sorry, you "think" that's a bad idea? Honey I don't need you to "think".
Oh you're sooooo flinchy today. It's like you've never seen a knife before.
Ah ah ah- I didn't ask you to speak.
I'm sorry, I really can't help it. You're just so adorable.
You're "sorry"? Maybe if you weren't so useless, you'd spend less time begging for forgiveness.
You never appreciated air this much, did you? Now say thank you.
You keep asking me to stop. Has that ever worked for you before?
There's no shame in asking for help.
Do you think you can feed yourself this time? Or am I gonna have to take charge again?
You used to have so much fight in you. Now look what you've become.
It's almost like you want to be nothing more than my pretty little thing.
No? But you're so cute when you're begging.
How could you save anyone? You can't even save yourself.
Don't look so frustrated. You never stood a chance.
Caretaker is lying in an unmarked grave because of you, and here you are feeling sorry for yourself.
I can't believe I payed money for you. They should have paid me.
Careful, darling. You're starting to become more trouble than you're worth.
Better put that down. You could hurt yourself.
Aww, is someone feeling dizzy?
Oh, I'm sorry, was that sentence too complex? I'll be sure to use small words from now on.
Don't give me that look, this is your own fault.
I know I didn't just hear you say "stop". I taught you better than that.
Okay, I'm gonna put the knife down now, and you're gonna stay quiet. You think you can manage that?
Don't hold back. I want to hear all your cute little noises.
You look so perfect on your knees.
That's it, get comfortable. You're not going anywhere.
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As always, please tag me and/or @wormwriting if you use any of these prompts, we want to see the whumpy scenes that come from this ;)
(tags: @prisonerwhump @whumpawink @mabledonut @paleassprince @distinctlywhumpthing@tropes-for-my-md-daydreams @batfacedliar-yetagain @suspicious-whumping-egg )
Oh look it’s more mouth whump no one is surprised
TW: gagging, knives, guns, duct tape, belts, mouth whump, tongue whump, piercing whump, dead dove. More prompts in the notes, all warnings are tagged there.
Sneak up behind them and wrap a sharp, thick wire around the front of their face — yank them back and dig the wire into the sides of their mouth
Shove the point of a gun down their throat
Use half a roll of duct tape on their face
Pin them facedown to the floor and force a strip of fabric between their teeth, wrench their neck back and tie it tightly behind their head
Better yet, gag them with a belt and use it as a leash
Put a cloth face mask over their mouth to hide the gag underneath.
Bonus points if they’re forced into a public setting like that
Press the tip of a knife down on their tongue to keep them still
Shove your fingers down their throat to keep them silent
Kick their head into the floor and shove the tip of your shoe down their throat
Press a wadded up ball of fabric into their mouth and seal it off with a generous amount of duct tape
Knock them onto their back, force a belt or strip of leather between their jaws and press down hard, pinning them to the floor
Or the inverse — catch a belt between their teeth and push forward until their head cracks against the ground
Dig your fingers into the sides of their face to pry their jaw open, and just shove whatever’s laying around within reach into their mouth to shut them up
Answer a phone call so casually, pretending everything’s fine, while they’re bound and gagged underneath you, wishing they could cry out for help
Catch them while they’re trying to escape, swing a length of course rope around their face and into their mouth as you pull them back
Force a length of chain between their teeth and wind it around their face over and over, lock it in place with a heavy metal padlock. Hard to forget your place when your face is wrapped in chains to match the rest of your body.
Gag them with their own tongue! Pull it out of their mouth as far as it’ll go, pierce it, attach a chain to it, pull them around by it — awfully hard to talk when your tongue is being yanked out of your mouth
Feel free to add your own thoughts/ideas <3
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⚠️ TW: explicit NSFW… SORRY MOM LOL
“Don’t just lie there all limp, act like you wanna please me. If I wanted to fuck a corpse I would just kill you.”
“You’re a little whore just like your [person] was.”
“I’ll tell everyone what a slut you are, remember I have pictures. And what would your poor mother and father say?”
“Get the hell up. You still got three clients left out there who paid good money to fuck you, so you better show them a good time.”
“Strip. Now. Or do you want me to do it for you?”
“Take your clothes off, baby. That’s it, nice and slow for me.”
“Come on, dance for us, give us a show!”
“Don’t try and cover yourself up, I’ve already seen every part of you.”
“Here’s what we’re gonna do; I’m gonna hurt you, and your gonna pretend to like it.”
“Im not a sadist but seeing you in pain is really turning me on.”
“Crawl. On your hands and knees. Ass up. Stick your tongue out like a good little puppy. That’s it, just like that.”
“You screaming like that makes me so hard.”
“It’s not assault if you like it, I mean look at you. Your so hard/wet.”
“I could sell you to some really nasty people, you’d never be seen again. They would do worse to you than I’ve done.”
“Make yourself useful and come suck my cock.”
“All that I’ve done for you and you can’t even do this one thing for me? I think you owe me.”
“Dumb little whores like you don’t get to wear any clothes.”
“Is that blood? Oh, don’t tell me your a virgin!”
“You should be thanking me, no one else would wanna fuck an ugly little thing like you.”
“Come on, baby. I want you nose deep in this pussy.”
“Lick Clean up this mess.”
“Did I give you permission to cum?”
“I don’t wanna feel any teeth or else I’m gonna knock ‘em out.”
“I wanna hear some pretty moaning and slurping sounds outta you.”
“You put on a good show tonight and maybe I’ll reward you.”
“You want me to take you home, pretty thing?”
(Whumpee)
“Don’t do this to me… please, I’ve never done this before…”
“Come on, y-you don’t want me, I’m not very attractive or anything.”
“Please don’t hurt me!”/ “Oh I won’t hurt you, baby, I’ll be real gentle.”
“I don’t belong to you! I have a master and they’re gonna be really mad if you touch me!”
“You said you wouldn’t do this, you said you would never force me-“/ “I said I wouldn’t force you if you didn’t want it, but clearly you do.”
“Please, just not inside me…”
“I’ll- I’ll do what ever you want- just not here, not in front of everyone.”
"Please, please, Whumper!" Whumpee scrambled back, wood scraping their bleeding hands as they tried to get away from the awful contraption Whumper held. Tears stained their cheeks and their back hit the wall. They stared up at Whumper as they crouched down to gently collect the tears on their thumb.
"Whumpee, you don't understand. I'm not doing this as a punishment, I'm doing this to help you." They cupped Whumpee's cheek in their hand and kissed their forehead. "The people at the house we're going to like silent pets. They won't stand for any talking or whining like you're used to here."
"I- I can be quiet," Whumpee pleaded. "You won't even know I'm there." They grasped Whumper's wrist in an effort to keep the muzzle away from their face.
"Shhh, pet, I know you can be, but they don't. I promise I'll take it off as soon as we leave, okay?" Whumpee shook their head and pressed back against the wall. They hated being muzzled and it wasn't a new thing. Whumper tsked and grabbed their wrists with one hand, pulling them into their lap and pinning their arms to their side.
"Whumper, please! I'll be good! I'll mmph!" The leather bit slipped between their teeth and the straps tightened around their head, cutting off their words. They shook their head and whined, tears soaking into the leather.
"I really am sorry," soother Whumper. They grabbed a collar from behind them and fastened it around Whumpee's neck, clipping a leash to it. They stood and gently helped Whumpee to their feet, putting an arm around their shoulders to help them walk. "Come on, darling. The sooner we leave, the sooner you'll get those off."
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.”
CONTENT WARNING: mentions of being sick/vomiting, mentions of abuse, mentions of blood/bleeding, mentions of malnourishment, mentions of anxiety, mentions of tooth getting ripped out, mentions of trauma, mentions of nightmares
Kneeling with your legs open hurts more than kneeling with your legs closed
Your neck gets sweaty when you wear a choker/collar and it makes it super uncomfortable
You loose hair when you’re malnourished and black out when you get up too quickly
When you’re anxious/scared, you feel your internal organs shake and it’s weird and freaky and uncomfortable
Not being able to cry anymore does not mean you don’t ever feel like crying or the pain that comes with crying. There’s just no tears that come out and no relief after
Crying is really tiring
Walking when your legs are numb feels weird and surreal. It’s really hard to stay up
Your body gets cold when you loose blood, even if it’s not a lot
If you loose blood in your wrists, you will struggle with moving your fingers normally after, even if it wasn’t a big blood loss
Boredom is agonizing
If you feel sick, it will take a while before you vomit. You will feel your blood concentrate on your stomach, so you loose blood in your legs and arms and you’re lightheaded and trembling
If you take anti-vomiting medicine when you already feel sick, you will have the feeling of being just about to vomit for hours. It’s agonizing, you can’t stop trembling, you’re cold and you can’t walk. You’re also exhausted.
If you don’t drink enough water and hold in your pee for too long, you get an infection and can pee blood. It’s terrible and hurts so much and you have to go to the hospital. It feels like you have a blade in your urethra and you fear peeing all the time
You get angry at everything when you’re hungry. You’re easily irritated and the smallest thing can make you mad
Getting your tooth crushed and ripped out is one of the worst pains you can experience
Everyone becomes desperate for touch/attention/praise at some point
If you’re traumatized, you have big memory loss and won’t remember much from before and even during
Everyone needs to get their frustrations/emotions out in some way, it can be singing, yelling, hurting yourself, hurting others, etc
Swallowing something you don’t like is physically hard and painful
Not stretching everyday even when you want to is painful and makes you feel out of place in your own body
Not being able to breathe through you nose is horrible
If you have anxiety, fighting back can be impossible, even if it’s a life or death situation
At some point of exhaustion, it can become physically impossible to move, no matter what
PTSD nightmares are a lot different than what you might think. I made a post about it here
If you’re sleeping when you’re cold, you’ll constantly wake up but be unable to move even if the temperature is easily solvable due to exhaustion and being cold
Your hair gets disgusting and greasy when you don’t wash it regularly
If you don’t clean your ears often it will become uncomfortable and you won’t hear as clearly as usual
Feeling of asymmetry can be agonizing for some people
There’s always a point in life when you’re suffering where you don’t care if you live or die anymore
I know I said it already but it’s important; your memory is absolute shit when you have trauma
You still have nightmares, you still flinch, you still panic even multiple years after the traumatic event happened
If you’re not a trained fighter, there’s always a moment of shock and confusion before reaction in stressful events
Everyone has their limits. Everyone. Even the whumper
Some people are beyond redeemable
You don’t have to forgive to heal
You can become physically unable to say your abuser’s name and look them in the eyes
Loud sounds can become terrifying (vacuum cleaners, juice mixers or whatever they’re called, hair dryers, etc)
At some point, you become unable to tell the difference between pain and uncomfort because you’ve grown accustomed to it so you don’t realize you’re actually in pain until it becomes agonizing
You don’t mention your pain to anyone because no one could do anything about it anyways and you don’t want to bother them
Freedom feels weird when you have it for the first time in years
You might wake up in the safety of your house but not recognize where you are and panic for a while before realizing where you are
If you have any questions I’d be glad to answer them! And don’t feel shy to add anything to the list!!
Also, those are all things I’ve been through so they’re from my perspective, but I tried making them as neutral as possible. If you have a different perspective, please share it!
It's nice when a whumpee is fighting against being restrained, and upon failing to escape just lets out this guttural scream as they writhe in their binds. Maybe they start sobbing in the middle of it, or maybe the scream slowly dies down when someone sedates the whumpee
Hear Me Out #2: Guns
Whumpee acting very submissive just to get close enough to grab whumper's gun and shoot them.
Or maybe whumpee throws/slides it to caretaker and there is a slowed down whumper nearly catching the gun moment.
Caretaker and whumpee's mouth twisting into a relieved smile while the colour drains out of whumper's face.
Whumper shoving a gun into whumpee's mouth to make them stop talking.
Whumpee threatening whumper with a gun and being very confused as to why whumper isn't afraid until whumper points out that the gun is empty. Fear and panic suddenly overtaking whumpee's face as whumper can't hold their laugh in anymore. (Bonus points if 'caretaker' got them that gun as a test from whumper)
Whumper digging the gun's muzzle into whumpee's temple, promising to shoot them if caretaker takes even a step forward.
"Let's see what works faster whumpee, you strangling me or me shooting you."
Defiant whumpee yelling at whumper until whumper sighs and just takes out a gun.
Maybe they only threaten to shoot caretaker with it.
Or maybe they just shoot caretaker without any warning, and it all happens so fast that whumpee's eyes are just... wide in shock, their mouth agape.
"I told you to shut up, didn't I?"
Caretaker standing in front of whumper, begging them not to shoot whumpee. Whumper only slaps them with the gun, making them fall to the ground. (Bonus points if there's blood leaking out their mouth but they hold whumper's pants and keep begging)
Caretaker with their hands in the air, pretending to surrender to save whumpee. Whumper only smiles, going behind them and using their gun to pull their shirt up, revealing a hidden gun.
Whumper making whumpee shoot caretaker or vice versa.
Whumper placing a gun on the table as they sit down to interrogate a non-restrained whumpee. The gun acting as a silent warning but also making whumpee realise how helpless they are.
Technically whumpee can jump forward and take the gun at any time, but should they really?
Whumper giving whumpee a gun and asking them to shoot themself.
Or whumper giving whumpee a gun and asking them to shoot whumper.
Whumpee's hands trembling because the opportunity seems too good to be true.
Maybe it is too good to be true and when whumpee does shoot, it turns out that there are no bullets. Whumper severely punishing whumpee afterward.
Alternatively, what if it isn't too good to be true and whumpee actually could kill whumper. But whumpee is too afraid to shoot.
Does whumper reveal that the gun had bullets in it? Do they taunt whumpee about it forever?
Or is it kept a secret forever? Leaving whumpee having mixed feelings afterwards.
Whumper trying to shoot whumpee but caretaker jumps in front to save them. Whumpee feeling extremely guilty afterwards.
Or maybe, caretaker trying to shoot whumper but conditioned whumpee jumps in front to save them. Caretaker feeling extremely guilty afterwards.
Whumper tracing whumpee's entire naked body with the gun, making goosebumps appear on their skin.
"Do you want me to shoot here? No? What about here?"
Whumpee thinking whumper won't shoot until they actually do.
I love it when a whumpee is so weak that they:
are bedridden, much to their discomfort. They long to leave the bed, but cannot because they are too weak, and their legs shake at the thought of taking even a single step.
can't keep their eyes open. Their eyelids flutter but due to tiredness and too much light, they always close again. However, the whumpee has learned to rely on other senses, and is able to recognize the caretaker's voice or touch among a thousand others.
have to always lie down. They try to sit up, perhaps to eat something, but after a few minutes their head starts spinning and their body starts screaming because of the effort. Much to their chagrin, they have to force themselves back down or else they will likely pass out.
are not hungry. Their body can't handle even plain broth, making them queasy and dizzy. So they continue to refuse food, their only source of livelihood, and this obviously worsens their condition.
are too sensitive to touch. Their skin that seems to boil with fever, the bedsheets that rub down their limbs like sandpaper, the hair that sticks to their sweaty forehead, even the simple touch of the caretaker, a touch that is supposed to comfort them. They start to hate all these little things.
Please, feel free to add more.
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