“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
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.
Grab one (or more) from each category and see what you can make! Let that imagination run wild!
(If you write one, please tag me so I can see! If you want me to write one, just send an ask with your combination of choice. Have fun!)
1. Thought you could avoid me?
2. I’ll be good. I’ll be so good. Please.
3. Did you think I wouldn’t notice?
4. Get off them!
5. Don’t black out on me, I’m not even close to being done with you.
6. Don’t. Move.
7. Fuck you, psycho. I’m not doing that.
8. I’m giving you ten seconds to fix that attitude.
9. Don’t squirm. No no, hold still. Hold very still.
10. Pull away from me again and you’re going to fucking regret it.
11. Make me, bitch.
12. You really thought they cared about you? Honey, I’m all you’ve got.
13. No! Don’t touch them!
14. Knees. Now.
15. Scream for me.
16. Quiet. Veeeeery quiet. That’s better. You know what will happen to you if someone hears.
17. I don’t think you understand the situation you’re in.
18. Let me just spread the blood across your lips…There. Lovely. Red really is your color.
19. Ask me nicely.
20. Let me go. Please. Please, I don’t tell anyone, just let me go!
1. A basement
2. The woods
3. Police Station
4. Whumpee’s bedroom
5. The backyard
6. A dungeon cell
7. Train station
8. Whumper’s bedroom
9. Kitchen
10. On a plane
11. On a sidewalk
12. Inside a car
13. Outside a car
14. An office
15. A dark stairwell
16. Abandoned alleyway
17. Coffee shop back room
18. Living room
19. Cabin in the woods
20. Hotel room
1. Chains
2. Box cutter
3. Rope
4. Broken glass
5. Hammer
6. Pliers
7. Needle
8. Tweezers
9. Blindfold
10. Alcohol
11. Scalpel
12. Lighter
13. Muzzle
14. Cane
15. Gag
16. Whip
17. Pillow
18. Branding iron
19. Duct tape
20. White-hot metal
Someone who exclusively experiences platonic attraction through connections from the internet, whether real people or fictional characters
Symbolism:-
Yellow for Aplatonisism
Dark Gray to represent the lack of attraction most of the time
Green / Teal to represent the internet and digital world
Starting a whump blog
What to include in a good whumpblr intro
How to start a whump blog
How to start a whump blog #2
How to start a whump blog #3
What is whump?
How to write whumpy scenes
Advice for new original content writers
Discouragement & Motivational advice
How to deal with hate/unwanted citicism
How to deal with discouragement from lack of interaction
What to do when your whump has lost its bite
How to start writing for yourself
How to overcome anxiety surrounding writing whump
The road to success when participating in whump events
Whump advice
How to write blood loss
Writing vivid discriptions 101
Less common illnesses to use in your sickfics
Facts about general anesthesia
Whump tips: Chronic sleep deprivation
Different types of gags (non-kink)
OC advice
How to start writing for an OC
How to introcude your OC
How to write fanfiction/oc content if you've never written before
How to make your OC feel more genuine/real
Tips for naming OC's
Whump stories
Delicate by @whumpcloud
Kane & Jim by @whumpsday
Eden by @zillastar13
Silence by @whumpshaped
Killing, stalking... whumping? by @/whumpshaped
Kane & Raiza by @whump-queen & @/whumpsday
Angel On The Wall by @emmettnet
Things End | People Change by @/whumpcloud
Our Man Flint by @/zillastar13
Memes & Games
Big blog, little blog
Whump games and userboxes
Whump games & userboxes #2
He's a fine looking man - would love to see him in a fit of despair
Falling asleep to a whump scenario vs. falling asleep to something normal
More violence
I write whump vs. i write about characters recovering from trauma
Nice blorbo. Would be a real shame if someone were to put them in situations
The creepiest whumper that ever did creep
Introducing a new whump concept to my OC's
Hello, my name is whumper. you piqued my interest. prepare to cry.
Whump alignment chart
Whumper: Don't do that
Whump blogs (Disclaimer: not all of these are whump only blogs - some of them include some other things as well <3)
@whumpshaped
@whumpsday
@whump-queen
@oddsconvert
@zillastar13
@whumpcloud
@whumperofworlds
@emmettnet
@burntcoffeewhump
@pigeonwhumps
@whumpster-dumpster
@whumpwillow
@thewhumpyprintingpress (they release whump books written by members of the tumblr whump community themselves, and all proceeds from those books go to charities <3)
Hope this helps!
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.”
explicit warning: don't read on if you're uncomfortable with anything nsfw/smut related
have fun with these ;) | tag me if you use any | if yall want more prompts like this, jus drop an ask nd ill respond as soon as possible :)
"I want to hear you beg."
"Arch your back for me."
"You look better with my hands around your neck."
"Swallow it. All of it."
"God, you feel so fucking good."
"Suck on it."
"You're so fucking hot."
"Open your legs for me, baby. I wanna see you."
"Don't hold back."
“Ah, fuck.”
"That noise...keep making it."
"Wrap your legs around my waist."
"Let's make this quick."
"Don't close your eyes, baby. Look at me."
"You're mine."
"Such a good little pup, aren't you?"
“Faster—ah shit—harder…”
"I wanna go again."
“I want you. I need you.”
“Huh…uh…keep going.”
“Wait—uh—do…do that again.”
"Mark me. Mark me so everyone knows who I belong to."
"Don't be gentle with me—I like it when you're rough."
"One more time! Please!"
"Fuck—uh! I love it when you touch me like that."
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.
I just saw a fantastic post by @whumpingcrow and it got me thinking about when an *almost* recovered, escaped whumpee is found by whumper again. So here's a list of ways for Whumper to say 'found you'.
Whumpee walks into their home, takes off their shoes, hangs up the keys, and goes to flop on the couch. But they see someone is already there. Whumper gives them a big smile, “I was wondering when you’d be back. Let’s go, I already packed up your things.”
Whumpee getting a text from an unknown number: “Tag! You’re it.”
Whumpee picking up their office phone at work and freezing when they hear Whumper’s voice. “Ah, there’s that lovely voice. No, don’t you dare hang up on me. We have some things to discuss.”
Whumpee working tech support and getting randomly connected to Whumper. Freezing up as they recognize their voice, trying to change their own. Not knowing if Whumper knows it’s them and trying to find a way to end the conversation as quickly as possible. Then they hear, “You know, I don’t think I’m going to be able to get this on my own. Maybe I should give you my address and you can come help me. Better yet, give me yours and I’ll come get you.”
Whumper getting a letter and opening it at the mailbox. “I didn’t think I’d find you in a real house, especially not one with such a well-stocked fridge. Congratulations. Really, you’ve outdone yourself. I’m so proud.”
A note on their desk at work in all too-familiar handwriting: “See you soon! <3”
Whumpee coming home to find a bouquet of their favorite flowers on their table. Flowers only Whumper ever got for them.
Getting random text that says, “I can’t say I like the new name. It doesn’t suit you. However, I AM a huge fan of your outfit today. You know red’s my favorite color on you.”
Whumpee having coffee alone at a busy cafe when Whumper slides into the seat across from them. “It’s been so long! You’re looking great.” Whumpee can’t manage to do anything but stare as they hands start shaking.
An exhausted Whumpee driving home from work. They flinch and swerve as they feel a knife at their throat. “Take a deeeeep breath. Just keep driving and do what I say, and you’ll be fine.”
Whumpee just walking down the sidewalk as an arm tugs around their waist. They look up to see Whumper pressed close. They try to stop walking, but Whumper tugs at their hip and they are too afraid to pull away. “Don’t fight me. Just keep walking and this will turn out much better for you.”
Whumpee waking up in the middle of the night to Whumper standing over them. This still happens several times a week, but it’s always just a dream. They take a deep breath, blink hard, and flip on their lamp, trying to make the image fade, but it’s real this time. “You look surprised to see me. Didn’t I tell you I’d always find you? Now get dressed. We’re leaving.”
Whumpee answers to door and freezes when they see Whumper’s smile. “I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d stop by. Aren’t you going to invite me in?”
Whumpee sees Whumper leaning against their car when they get to it in the parking garage. “Shhh shhh. Don’t talk. Don’t move. Don’t scream. I’m already very angry with you. You don’t want to make it worse, do you?” Whumpee just shakes their head in small jerky motions.
Whumpee taking out the trash to the dumpster in the alley after work. Whumper appearing out of nowhere and backing them into a corner. “You can walk to my car and get in the trunk, or I’ll use this and carry you. Your choice.”
✙𓈒 paranoia flags ❞
1st flag is for those who experience low paranoia. 2nd flag is for those who experience fluid paranoia (could be going from none to low to high, etc.) 3rd flag is for those who experience high paranoia.
these flags are for people who have paranoia, i made these with people with paranoid disorders in mind (like me), but anyone who experiences paranoia can use these. the first three colours don't have any meaning but the last/bottom one means (in order) the level of paranoia! first one being low (green), second being fluid (yellow), and the last one being high (red/pink), almost like traffic lights!
don't use these if you're transid/transx.
dividers by @/iv-ry
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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