Sometimes you forget what you’ve been through isn’t normal, so you slip up about a traumatic thing that happened and only realize it’s weird when people look at you, disgusted
You always have nightmares. Even if it’s not about the traumatic thing (more about PTSD nightmares here)
Everyone breaks differently and trauma changes you entirely. You may become unrecognizable once people break through your facade
You’re still you, tho, but you’ve just changed so much
You ask yourself constantly if it really happened. If it really was that bad. You only have memories of memories, the more time passes, the less you remember the moment it actually happened
Leaving the house becomes a daily challenge. It’s hard and scary, and who knows what’s waiting for you out there
You may become paranoid. There’s cameras in your room, there’s people in your house, there’s people waiting for you to go out so they can kidnap you, etc
Everyone seems different to you
Every little joke, every little comment people pass on something related to your trauma feels like a bullet in your stomach
Triggers are weird. Coffee tables can become a trigger. Blue eyes. White jacket. Such small meaningless things can send you spiraling down a panic attack and wishing for death
People rarely try to understand. People don’t ask questions. They just wait for you to get over it. But you don’t
Everyone becomes impatient with you. Even professionals. Your therapist might fire you, your friends might call you annoying for flinching, etc
There’s always people that will mock your triggers and trigger you on purpose. Always
Being free is extremely weird when you’re not used to it. You don’t know what to do with yourself
There’s a lot of chances you will develop a personality disorder when going through intense trauma
A lot of people will pressure you to forgive. It only makes things worse
PTSD never goes away. You can work on it, conquer some of your triggers, but it still stays. It doesn’t magically go away once you get cared for
You never believe anyone that says that they’re in love with you. It’s definitely a joke, a cruel cruel joke
You don’t trust anyone. You second guess each of their words
People that are overly happy are suspicious
You’re always tense, though you may not realize it anymore
You’re terrified of relaxing or just not being constantly anxious. What if something bad happens once my guard is down?
Every social interaction is terrifying. You don’t know how to read people, you don’t understand hidden meanings, you don’t dare to assume anything anymore
You might become materialistic. Clinging to every object you find. You can’t let go of anything
You’re terrified of appearing weak
You might develop a superiority complex or even a god complex as a way to cope with having felt inferior for so long
You will be blamed for your trauma. You will be asked why you talk about it so much, why didn’t you do anything to save yourself, why you didn’t fight back, etc
Some people like to make you flinch. It makes them feel stronger than you
You will trigger yourself on purpose to get used to it (reading things with your triggers, watching movies/videos, etc)
You will make your pain worse to get used to it (hitting yourself on bruises you already had, pinching a cut to make more blood flow, etc)
You don’t care if you live or die anymore
You can’t cry, but you always feel like crying. Tears just never come out
You might punish yourself without even realizing it (forcing yourself to take cold showers, burning yourself, etc)
You don’t realize you’re being self destructive and when people mention it you get mad because it’s just how you are now and they should just leave you be
Flashbacks can happen really randomly. You can just be vibing and the boom you remember something horrible that happened
I wrote as much as I could remember at the time, if you have anything else don’t be shy to add it! I you have corrections or other perspectives please share them! Those are all from personal experience so of course they’re biaised, but I made them as neutral as possible!
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.
Just some basic kidnapping starters for you...
"I'm going to put this on you, and you're not going to fight me. Got it?"
Whumpee trying to be as quiet as possible dialing 911, only to find there's no connection.
"Sorry, I'm not convinced you'll stay quiet about this."
"This is going to sting a little."
Whumpee sprinting for the door, barely prying it open before being jerked back inside.
"Shh...Don't scream. Hold very still."
Whumpee waking up in an unfamiliar place.
"No no, don't touch the blindfold. You won't like what happens next if you do."
Whumpee struggling, clawing, screaming uselessly into the chloroform rag. Their thrashing gradually slows to a stop as they fall limp in Whumper's arms.
"You're so cute, I think I might just keep you."
Whumpee pounding at the lid of a trunk, desperate for anyone to notice they're there. Slowly giving in to curling up in a ball and crying.
"You don't have to do this." "Oh, I know. I get to do this."
"Shh...stay quiet for me and I won't have to hurt anyone else tonight."
Whumpee waking up to a hand clamped over their mouth, thrashing in the darkness. Disoriented. Unable to fight what they can't see.
"Are you going to get in the car or do I have to put you in the car?"
“Found you.”
Whumper waiting very patiently under Whumpee's bed for them to fall asleep.
"Listen very carefully and I won't have to hurt you. Okay?"
Whumpee barely getting inside the door when something smashes into the back of their head. They spiral to the floor, bursts of light blurring the world into darkness.
"Stop. - Stop fighting me."
The sinking realization twisting into panic as Whumpee hears the lock click.
"Careful. I don't want to get blood on your nice floors."
Whumpee twitching away from the knife pressed to their throat, too terrified to try to see who is holding it.
"Hmm, is the knife cold against your throat? Try not to flinch, I wouldn't want to slip."
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(tags: @prisonerwhump @whumpawink @mabledonut @paleassprince @distinctlywhumpthing @tropes-for-my-md-daydreams @batfacedliar-yetagain @suspicious-whumping-egg @lav-whumps )
Content: Recovery, murder, abuse, captivity, [implied] past minor whump, restraints, [mentioned] vivisections, branding, conditioning, muzzles, past non con.
Whumpee recovering from the trauma stemming from, not only all the abuse they went through, but the fact that they had to murder their abuser to get away from them.
Whumpee finally getting to experience the outside world for the first time in what feels like forever. Gawking at nature and how pretty everything is, excitedly pointing everything out to Caretaker as they go.
Crying when they see children playing in the park for the first time since their captivity because they had their entire childhood taken from them.
Learning about all the new inventions that came out while they were gone. Caretaker introducing them to mobile phones, that board game they'd been looking forward to playing before, the new gaming consoles, all the music Caretaker saved just because it made them think of Whumpee! It delights Caretaker to know that they get to show it all to Whumpee, after all.
The personality changes that have happened, whether that be due to conditioning/trauma/etc. A stoic whumpee now getting emotional at everything (not just because they're scared or sad - there's also a lot of happy/joyous tears shedded), an aggressive/angry whumpee who is just so loving and filled with adoration for everything, and vice versa.
Learning to break old habits. Realising it's okay to have and express opinions instead of bottling them up, it's okay to walk on their own two feet, it's okay to not want to spend every waking hour restrained because they're "dangerous".
Hating the freedom. Wanting structure and consistency in their life again, wanting no autonomy because it's so scary after years of living without it.
Having to learn to accept their more prominent scars. The outline of where their muzzle always sat around their face, the visible scars from all Whumper's poorly executed surgeries/vivisections (also the low-quality stitching up they did!), the mark from where they were branded.
Whumpees who immediately try (and fail) to go back to who they were before. They don't want to admit that it's not possible - they're in complete denial and end up hurting all their friends and family in the process.
That said, also having to grieve because they've lost the person they were. Does Caretaker secretly grieve with them? Do they miss the person Whumpee was?
The amount of hospital visits and treatments Whumpee needs to get following their return. Bones healing incorrectly, diseases they may have caught, badly infected wounds.
The letters they write to their abuser. Whether they actually send them or not is an entirely different story, but what do they say? Do they beg for forgiveness? Do they hurl insults at them? How coherent are their words?
Caretaker not getting to see them for the first few days/weeks because they spend so much of it holed up in their room, trying to forget about what happened. Maybe they're just so happy to finally be alone without having to worry about Whumper turning up and wanting something from them.
Sexually abused whumpees who experience hypersexuality.
Whumpees who become chronically overstimulated by the time they escape because of all the constant noise/bright lights that Whumper had around them.
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. ➷
nsfw prompts? pretty please?
(Tags/TW: noncon, implied noncon, explicit language, nsft, vampire whump, nsfwhump, biting, bondage, threatening, vampire whumpee, vampire whumper, physical abuse.)
"I suggest you open your legs... because if I open them, they might never close again."
"I don't care how dizzy you are, bend over and ask me for it."
"Shall I be a good Master and let you cum from my bite?"
"Stay still, you can't fight me off, not while I'm inside you."
"If you want blood, you'd better get on your hands and knees and offer to fuck it out of me."
"Do you smell that? You're bleeding. Heh.. guess I was too big to shove in all at once, even for a bloodsucker."
"I'll make it feel good if you're obedient and don't fight me this time. If you do, I'll break all of your limbs and fuck you like a ragdoll."
"T-That hurts! I can't take a-all of it!! *hic* Please don't push it in any further..! I'll let you d-drink from me-e!"
"Aww.. Poor thing, did you think I was going to show you mercy after you went into frenzy on me? I'll teach you what your mouth is for."
"If you piss me off, you're not going to survive this fuck, little human slut."
"Please Master... I've never been taken before, I'm begging for your mercy.."
"If pet make Master feel really good.. could pet please drink..?"
Another darker prompt list, but tailored for nsfw applications. TW for guro, noncon, etc. Feel free to use!
Hurt them with:
☆ An object meant to pleasure
☆ Hot wax
☆ A knife
☆ Gravel or rock salt to kneel on
☆ Barbed wire
☆ A belt
☆ A gag or bit
☆ Clothespins or clamps
☆ A hand dragging them by the hair
☆ Steel wool or sandpaper
☆ A public display of humiliation or dominance
☆ Lack of preparation or lubrication
☆ Fingers digging into a wound
☆ A stress position
☆ Visible hickeys or bites
☆ A plug or vibrator to wear covertly
☆ Broken bones
☆ Dislocation
☆ Nipple or genital piercings
☆ A red hot brand or iron
☆ A cigarette ashed onto their skin or into their mouth
☆ Exhaustion
☆ Bathing or washing
☆ Overstimulation
☆ A boot or shoe stomping between their legs
☆ Thumbtacks, needles, or pins
☆ A fresh sunburn
☆ A cane or switch
☆ Penetration with an unconventional object
☆ Ruined orgasm
CONTENT WARNING: torture, nsfw/non-con, branding, non-con body modification, abuse, intense degradation, dehumanization, non-con drugging, amputation, nudity, mocking
Have them wear a diaper (there isn’t any toilets in the dungeon and buckets are overrated)
Have them beg to be hurt/used/tormented
Have them become helpless and unable to care for themselves without Whumper (drugging, amputation, etc)
Tattoo/Brand them with ugly and vile words in places they can’t avoid seeing (hands, face, legs, etc)
Put pictures of them in their most vulnerable moments all around the house
Have them wear revealing clothes or clothes with degrading words on them
Whump them in front of an audience
Spit on them/ Have others spit on them
Force them to degrade themself
Mock them for having basic needs and being unable to function without them (“I can’t believe you’re still hungry”, “see how stupid you look when you need to go to the bathroom?”, etc)
Comment constantly on their body and what’s ‘wrong’ with it
Make them forget how to read and then mock them for it
Force them to dance when you know they can’t
Give them a ridiculous haircut
Use them as a carpet
Make them lick Whumper’s boots
Mock them for being dirty/bloody/stinky when you know they can’t shower whenever they want
Mock them for flinching/saying no/moving away/etc
Force them to make animal sounds instead of talking
Put them on display in front of multiple people
Give them a humiliating name or nicknames/pet names
Force them to say they love Whumper and adore being their pet/slave/toy/etc
Have them say ‘thank you’ every time they’re insulted/hurt/degraded/punished
Sell merchandise with pictures of them in their most vulnerable moments (shirts with them naked and bloody, bags with a big print of their face when they have a spider gag, etc)
Force them to seduce someone and make fun of them for looking stupid
Blindfold them and look at them trying to navigate around the house
Let them think they can escape and then shatter any hope they had left by letting them realize it was a trap
Send videos of them getting tortured/used to their loved ones or just post them online for anyone to see
Force them to sing when you know they can’t
Force them to admit shameful things
Have them crawl in mud
Have them be the only person naked in the room
Have them be the only person dirty in the room
Don’t be shy to add more!!
Could you do a list of non-sexual nicknames for whumpees? Like “love” or “honey” or “lovebug”, im out of ideas ;-;
dove, honey, sweetheart, amore, dummy, cutie, pup, doe-eyes, lovely, beautiful, muffin, chipmunk, sweetpea, birdie, pet, toots / tootsie, schatzi, hair color things (goldie, blondie, red, etc), sugar, sweetiepie, angel, love, peach, lamb, sweetie, honey bun, lover, cupcake, precious, beautiful, prince/princess/etc, sunshine, bugs, good looking, chica/chico, snowflake, sugarplum, mouse, shug, doll, Romeo/Juliet, duckie, darling, goddess, honey bee, babydoll, boo thang, snuggle bug, beloved, blossom, snowflake, candy, gumdrop, lemon drop, dumpling, teddy bear, bae, lovey, tesoro, pumpkin, butterfly, beau, sweetie, snookums, pookie, pudding, button, kitten, jellybean, bonita/o, gorgeous, angel face, muru, poppy, bug, lolly
I'm sure there's about a thousand more but that's what I got off the top of my head. Have fun!
⸺﹒Demigirl boygirl & Demiboy boygirl ⨟ requested by anon
A flag for boygirls who also are demigirls or demiboys.
PT. Demigirl boygirl & Demiboy boygirl. requested by anon. A flag for boygirls who also are demigirls or demiboys. END OF PT.
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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