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Whump Prompts: Stuck

Honestly I love when whumpees 'stuck' in one way or another. It's such a lovely and constant source of anxiety through the whole scene whether it's a background factor or the main theme. I just love it. Here, have some prompts!

Whumpee twisting and pulling against the ropes, red rashes and bruising slowly forming with their pathetic attempts.

"Oh, I'm sorry - is that too tight? Good."

Whumpee freezing as they hear the lock on the door click. Realization washing over them.

"If you keep struggling, this will hurt more."

Whumpee beating themself against the door of a closet, desperately trying to break free. Bruising their shoulders and fists over and over again until they slump, sobbing, to the ground.

"Aww, you look so cute just dangling like that. Sorry, but I don't think I can resist giving you a spin."

Whumpee's fingers going numb and tingly from being restrained too long, too tight, or at too odd an angle.

Of course, Whumper pinning Whumpee to the wall. By their wrists. By their arms. A hand at their throat. All good stuff.

OR Whumper slowly advancing as Whumpee skitters back until they are pressed against the wall. Whumper doesn't touch; they just lean against the wall with one hand on either side of them, trapping them.

"Looks like there's no where else to run. What are you going to do now?"

A knife pressed hard against Whumpee's throat. How they immediately stop thrashing, speaking, or fighting. They know if they even flinch, it will break the skin. They go completely still, trying to force desperate breaths to stay shallow and smooth.

Whumpee's arms held tight at an unnatural angle - be it a stress position or just tied a little too tight. The way they shiver and writhe, trying to relieve the pressure.

"If you don't hold still, I'll use barbed wire instead."

Whumpee caught by a hand wound through their hair. They can kick and scream and pull all they want, but they're not going anywhere.

Whumpee finally manages to pick the lock. Sobbing in relief, they wrench the door open to escape - …only to see Whumper staring down at them. “Going somewhere?”

"Last chance. Stop fighting me."

Whumpee with broken bones. Unable to walk. Completely dependent on Whumper to move and/or care for them.

A weak whumpee struggling against a much stronger whumper. The amount of effort it takes to hold them still is almost laughable.

"P-please no. Not the box. Not again. It's - it's s-so small."

Whumpee dangling by their wrists. Legs shaking. Shoulders aching. Hands numb. Alternating between forcing their trembling legs or hold them and letting themselves hang by the shackles. Too tired to cry. Just praying Whumper comes back soon.

Whumpee sprinting through a maze, skittering to a stop as they hit another dead end. They scramble back the other way only to stop dead in their tracks as Whumper rounds the corner.

"Aww. You can hardly even wriggle. No need to look so embarrassed. It's adorable."

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These trope/prompt lists are just a plot for me to be hand-delivered whump I like, so please tag me if you use any.

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Whump Tropes: Legs

Legs shaking, refusing to hold still while Whumpee hides. The shaking getting more and more uncontrollable as Whumper’s footsteps click closer.

Whumper trailing their fingers up Whumpee’s thighs while they whisper calm, quiet threats in their ear. Bonus points if they’re pressed up against a wall.

Kneecaps cracking against stone as Whumper forces them to kneel with a firm hand on their shoulder. Or pulling them down, fingers knotted in their hair.

Whumpee hugging their knees to their chest, rocking themselves to sleep on the cold hard ground.

“I love how your muscles twitch when I run the knife behind your knees. Are you ticklish, dalrling? Let’s hope not. You’ll have to stay very still for this.”

Legs giving out when Whumpee stands too fast. Bonus points if Whumper catches them, holding them close as their vision goes black.

Whumper slowly and delicately carving patterns into Whumpee’s thighs as they pant and struggle to hold still.

The warm tickle of blood dripping down the whole length of Whumpee’s leg.

“You have such beautiful legs. So soft and smooth. But…don’t you think that gets a little boring? Let’s give them a little character.”

Wumpee running through a wooded area at top speed only to crumple to the ground as their ankle snaps on the uneaven terrain.

Then, Whumpee trying not to scream as they pull their broken ankle close, trying desperately to manage the pain as they scoot or crawl off the path before Whumper catches up.

I’m a big fan of boots cracking femurs. Especially if Whumper is standing so tall above them, ever so slowly increasing pressure until the crack and scream.

“Your back is still healing, but the whip leaves such lovely patterns. Let’s try your thighs instead.”

Whumper sitting on Whumpee’s legs to keep them down they writhe and squirm.

Whumper removing legs so the Whumpee can’t run anymore. (Amputation is a whole category on its own, I’ll leave it there for this post)

Whumpee’s feet going numb when their ankles are bound too tightly. Trying to wriggle and stomp to get the blood flowing.

Then, the prickling pain when the blood does finally come back.

Whumpee trying to run only to weaken immediately, realizing how much their muscle has deteriorated over months of being stagnant.

Legs bound together.

Legs bound open.

The rope patterns etched into Whumpee’s skin when Whumpee finally removes the binding.

Rug burn ripping up their calves and thighs as Whumpee is dragged away (bonus points if they’d dragged by their hair or one arm).

Whumpee watching as their thighs get smaller and smaller, wondering how much of them can waste away before their heart gives up on life.

“Try to kick me again and those lovely legs of yours will be covered in blood.”

Whumpee embarrassed as they have to clutch on to Whumper to keep from falling when their legs are to exhausted to stand on. How Whumper is suddenly so kind, holding them close and safe as their legs tremble.

Whumper’s blade peeling thin, long strips of skin up from Whumper’s thighs.

Whumpee’s hands shaking around a knife Whumper left plunged in their thigh. Trying to work up the courage to pull it out, not knowing how they will stop the blood or if they should leave it in until Whumepr returns.

Lukewarm water scalding frost bitten legs as Whumpee is forced into the tub. Whumpee screaming as they try to thrash away, splashing more of it across their body.

Legs going numb when Whumper leaves Whumpee tied to a chair for too long.

Warmth spreading down Whunpee’s leg as fear consumes them and their bladder lets go.

Hammers. Kneecaps.

“The Achilles’ tendon is vital for walking. If I were to cut right here- No no, stop fighting me. Squirming won’t get you out of those ropes, you’ll just piss me off more.”

Grit biting into Whunpee’s knees as they try to crawl away.

Nsfwhump prompts

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

Hey! Could you please do a promptlist for interrogation tactics please

Yes!!

A torture interrogation tactics list sounds like such a good idea! I’d love to write some torture interrogation things for you. There’s so many different methods and categories to explore when torturing interrogating, so this might go a little long 😅

There's both physical and psychological tactics (of course there's some crossover, but ya know).

(tw: so much....idk how to even tw for this because....well...that would just be re-writing the list. But there's eaten-alive animal whump and some light fingore which hits the big common squiks. lots of basic torture and pain)

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Physical Techniques

Long Game

Drip torture. Tie them down with something rigged up above them so water will drip on their face every few seconds. Make it so they cant move - so each drop hits the same place every time. At first, it's no big deal. After a few hours, they start to lose their minds. They go numb yet it's excruciating. Their body doesn't know how to process the sensation anymore and they start begging. It's so easy and so lovely.

Thousand-cut torture. Just make hundreds of tiiiiiiiiny little cuts. Paper-cuts, really. Each one stings and burns, but nothing major. But hundreds? Thousands? It becomes too much so so so so fast. They go numb, then hypersensitive. Each one compounding on the others.

STRESS POSITIONS. Sorry this is a favorite. I get excited. Tie them in a way that strains them. Their muscles. Their joints. Don't let them sleep. There's only the constant ache and unnatural twisting of their bones. Or...ropes around their neck. Don't fall asleep, Whumpee. You won't wake back up....

Cold. Keep them in a cold room. Let them shiver and watch their fingers turn blue. Constant aching, never sure when they can get out.

Alternately, heat. Let them go delirious from dehydration, checking in only so see if they're ready to talk.

Thousands of tiiiiiny stabs. Similar to the thousand-cut torture, but just poke poke poke with a needle. Over and over again. They'll go hypersensitive. Then numb. Then it's back again. See witch tests for more.

There's a lovely cowboy torture where you soak a leather whip or lariat in water (let it get nice and soft and stretched out), then tie it around the victim's throat. String them up so they're standing comfortably in their noose. The sun beats down on them. The leather dries. The rope shrinks. Slow-motion strangulation. All the time in the world to think about the sensation of dying. All the time in the world to change their mind about being uncooperative.

Pain

Do I really need to get too much into this?? We have.....

Ripping off fingernails.

Breaking bones.

Cutting/stabbing.

Dislocating joints. Bonus points if you keep popping it back into socket, then grinding it out again. Over and over. Lots of screaming with that one.

Burning.

Pressure Points.

Whipping.

Electrocution.

Etc etc etc. Y'all know how to whump, I have faith in you lol.

Air

People get desperate so fast when they cant breath. We have....

Drowning.

Water-boarding.

Strangulation.

Plastic bags over the head.

Just covering their mouth and nose.

Keeping them in a small, sealed room - let them slowly panic as the oxygen runs out.

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Psychological

Isolation. Lock them in a room for months on end. Irregular meals. No access to clocks or windows. Just constant droning silence and grey walls. Let them go mad

The REID method. Honestly not torture - genuine interrogation. It's no longer allowed for use in police stations because it messes with the subject's head so much they often confess to things they didn't do - even to the point of believing they did. It includes things like crowding and intimidating the subject, and talking over them to prevent them for verbalizing anything you don't want them to say (eg: denial).

Hints. Just clues. Let them drives themselves mad trying to figure out what you're going to do next. For example, walk in with a rat, a bucket, and an iron. Take a phone call and walk out with a 'I gotta handle this, I'll be back in a bit'. Just let their imaginations run wild.

More blackmailing than true interrogation, but just show Whumpee a list of names and addresses. Let them see that it's not just their life on the line - there's plenty of unsuspecting loved ones out there who would have no idea what hit them.

PHOBIAS. Okay I have a thing for phobias, don't come for me. But it takes so little effort if you have their weak spot. Is it spiders? Snakes? Darkness? Small Spaces? Find it. Use it. Watch them break.

This is half physical, but....Bleeding out. Make a cut. Watch it drip. Every drop brings them closer to death. Give them a nice long time to think on that.

The good-old-fashioned 'make them watch'. Let Whumpee see you torturing a loved one or a friend instead. See how long they can stand hearing the screams.

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Animals

Okay this might get a little squikky, but there's lots of animals that can be of assistance.

Rats. Leave whumpee bound and defenseless, preferably bleeding, and rats will have no qualms nibbling away at them. (bonus points to anyone who knows / can guess the rat and bucket thing I mentioned earlier).

Wild animals (particularly wolves, coyotes, wild dogs). Same concept. Leave them smelling delicious and defenseless and let them wait there, knowing the animals will gladly tear them apart when Whumper leaves.

Bugs. Especially spiders, most people do not like. They especially wouldn't like...say...being stuck in a box full of them. Unable to even open their mouth without getting some inside. Fire ants would also be great.

Pigs. Probably not a good long-game, but they'll eat you alive. They're vicious. Unlike the others, they truly don't care if you fight back. They'll tear your Whumpee to shreds and take care of most of the evidence for you. For a whumpee who knows what pigs can do, the thought of being forced in that pen is terrifying.

Just imagine if the Whumper had a box of bullet ants. Most painful sting on earth (supposedly), and it won't kill you. Not even a little. Every wrong answer gets you another sting.

I...uh...know another cowboy torture from old movies that I'm not gonna elaborate on, but it involves a hungry baby calf and only works on half the population. Just...I'll just...leave you to figure that one out.

Maggots. Maggots are actually pretty good for open wounds - they eat out the dead cells but leave the living. Still, imagine how horrifying it would be to be bound and have to watch maggots eat away your flesh. And the smell.

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Dialogue Prompts

Here, have some dialogue prompts just for the heck of it - I loved this request, so my mind is roaming. Enjoy XD

Are your lips feeling any looser now?

Are you sure you can take more?

Beg all you want, it won't help. You know what you have to do to make it stop.

Crying already? Cute.

How are you feeling?

Sure. Of course I'll take it off. As soon as you tell me where they are.

I'm going to ask again...

Mmm nope. Not the answer I was looking for. Try again.

You can't break already. I've hardly touched you.

Would you like to reconsider my offer?

Let's try this again. Where are they?

No? Alright, back in you go.

Aww, tired already? I'm not. I could go all night.

Last chance.

'Kill' you? Now why would I want to do that? We are having so much fun together.

You make so many noises. Too bad none of them are useful.

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❀ whumpee x caretaker tropes where whumpee and caretaker are enemies ༊*· ┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ ˘͈

tw: force feeding, mention of vomit

✘ caretaker has whumpee locked in a room (or chained down to a bed) so that whumpee can’t escape, except that — instead of whumpee’s completely being a prisoner — caretaker’s having to hold whumpee captive is genuinely for whumpee’s own safety, too.

✘ whumpee constantly expects caretaker to hurt them.

✘ whumpee may be injured, but they’re not submissive. they always hiss and snarl at caretaker like a caged animal; clearly scared and terrified, yes, but they refuse to surrender.

✘ whumpee tries to attack caretaker, but with them being hurt, caretaker can easily overpower them by placing a firm hand on the back of whumpee’s neck and holding them down to the bed, keeping them still. (keep in mind that caretaker is not hurting whumpee, they’re in fact keeping whumpee from hurting them and themself in the process.)

✘ feeding time is a nightmare when whumpee constantly tries to literally bite caretaker’s hand.

✘ whumpee thrashes around when caretaker holds their jaw open with one hand, feeding them with the other, forcing the food down their throat.

✘ neither whumpee nor caretaker is having a good time.

✘ whumpee always challenges caretaker to kill them and just get it over with. but even though whumpee tries to hide it, caretaker can still see genuine fear in whumpee’s eyes.

✘ caretaker isn’t going to “comfort” whumpee (they’re enemies, duhhh), but caretaker does tell whumpee that they’re not going to hurt them. that whumpee doesn’t believe caretaker is… none of caretaker’s problem.

✘ whumpee gets sick and throws up on their bed / on the floor (the choice is yours), they are less embarrassed than they are surprised by how gentle caretaker is being, as caretaker helps clean them up.

✘ or how mindful caretaker is when they’re changing whumpee’s bandages.

✘ caretaker gives whumpee a bath and when whumpee reflexively tries to cover their wounds and their scars even if they know caretaker has already seen them all (because they don’t want caretaker to see what they consider a sign of weakness), caretaker says, “you don’t have to feel like you have to hide your injuries from me. I’m not them. I’m not going to take advantage of your wounded stage. I’m not going to hurt you.” — “what do you want then?” whumpee asks. — “I just want to take care of you and make sure you’re okay,” caretaker replies, firmly but softly with no hint of mockery in their voice.

✘ caretaker hears whumpee cry at night. though whumpee stops and pretends to be asleep when they hear the door open.

✘ caretaker knows whumpee is awake, but caretaker chooses not to say anything.

✘ or, one night, whumpee is awake but pretends to be asleep. this time, however, caretaker doesn’t know whumpee is actually awake when they walk over to whumpee’s bed to adjust the blanket properly around whumpee’s shoulders. whumpee keeps still and continues pretending to be asleep. they only open their eyes when they’re certain caretaker has already left the room, but they don’t push the blanket away, for some reason.

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[tw intimate whumper, noncon kissing, noncon touching, conditioning, captivity]

"N-no," Whumpee breathed, muscles locking up in sheer terror and disgust as Whumper leaned in to press a kiss to their cheek. They didn't have the energy — or the courage — to scream about it anymore. They weren't being rude... they were pleading. "Please. I don't– I don't want this, please..."

Whumper moved even closer, completely trapping them against the wall. The best Whumpee could do was turn their head to the side and squeeze their eyes shut, but even that was futile when they were grabbed by the chin, helpless to let their captor position them however they pleased. "Feeling polite tonight?" Whumpee could hear the smirk in their voice without looking.

They would have to swallow the mockery if they wanted to get anywhere.

"Yes, sir." They held their breath, hoping the title came across as sincere instead of the taunt Whumpee wished it could've been. When Whumper didn't hit them, they cautiously opened their eyes, relieved to see them taken aback. "Please?"

It was their last... line of defence? Resort? Lifeline? And frankly, it wasn't much. Relying on the humanity and mercy of a soulless monster who had kidnapped and tortured them for weeks now was a hopeless gamble. But it was all they had: genuine desperation, and a willingness to show some vulnerability.

Whenever Whumpee had put on an act of defiance, Whumper responded in kind, breaking them down brutally and without an ounce of pity. Whenever they had grown too tired to physically protest, their captor had held them and feigned care, cooing and running gentle fingers through their hair. So maybe now that they were being earnest and giving Whumper exactly what they wanted... maybe now, they would consider indulging them just a little. Just for the night.

"You're tired of fighting, aren't you?" Whumper asked softly, moving their hand to cup Whumpee's cheek. "It's understandable. It gets pretty damn tiring, after a while."

Whumpee made a half-hearted attempt to pull away, but one warning glance from Whumper was enough to keep them in line. But they were hopeful. Whumper's tone was almost caring, if they allowed themself to dream a little. "Please, stop touching me. I can't– I can't do this. Not tonight."

"I don't want you to think I don't appreciate this change in attitude. I do." Whumper leaned in for another kiss on the cheek, and Whumpee shivered. "And I can and will reward you for it. But the thing is... I can't reward you by going against everything I expect from you."

No. No, they couldn't– they couldn't– they were being so polite! They were well-behaved! They were honest, they– they'd debased themself appropriately!

Whumpee felt panic rising in their chest as Whumper went in for a real kiss this time, pressing their lips against theirs, slowly and sweetly like it was all consensual. Whumpee placed both of their hands on their captor's chest, not really making an effort to push them away yet. They didn't have the strength; neither physical, nor mental.

"I'm going to reward you by being gentle," Whumper murmured. "And we don't have to do much either. We can take it slow, and I can just show you how it could be, if you were to behave. It doesn't have to be that constant fighting, Whumpee. We can spend a nice night together."

"B-but– but I don't– please, I don't want–"

"Shh, listen to what I'm telling you, love." They placed their own hand on top of Whumpee's, and Whumpee realised they still weren't trying to shove them away. "We're going to spend this night together either way. Because I want to. But it doesn't have to be torture."

Tears were streaming down their face by this point, and they made no move to wipe them away. There was no point. The worst part was how their abused mind jumped at the sliver of comfort the words offered, even though it was less than the bare minimum. It was still a promise of endless coercion and violation.

"Okay," they heard themself say anyway. Their voice was thick with painful resignation, yet light enough that they weren't even sure they'd said it once their mouth had stopped moving. They didn't want to believe they'd said it.

But Whumper smiled, giving them another peck on the lips. "It really can be nice, you know. Even if you don't believe me yet. Let me show you how accomodating I can be, whenever I don't have to worry about you clawing my eyes out."

Whump Prompts: Punishments

Content: Suffocation/asphyxiation, stress positions, restraints, wounds/injuries, collars, [implied] pet whump, force feeding, starvation, forced to hurt, [forced] self harm.

Forcing them to hold their arms out in front or beside them.

^^ Giving them something weighted to hold while they do that.

Cutting up the bottoms of their feet with a knife or a whip so they can't walk.

Sprinkling some salt into their open wounds.

Reopening old wounds.

Hanging them upside down from the ceiling by their feet.

Putting a reverse gag in their mouth so they're constantly gagging/struggling to breathe.

Keeping their collar too tight.

Giving them a good ole' beating.

Feeding them something that is going to give them food poisoning.

Not feeding them at all!

Feeding them too much, to the point of discomfort.

Crushing them under something heavy (mattresses, bricks, etc.)

Using them as a pin cushion.

Forcing them to drink their own blood.

Forcing them to hurt someone else, whether that be a stranger or someone they love.

Forcing them to hurt themself!

Forcing them to prepare everything for their punishment.

bro OVERSTIMULATION???

like think about it. really think about it. just cumming and thinking you’re finished but they just keeping going. and it starts with protests and then you’re shaking with pleasure pain. twitching, sniffling, and trying to get away but they won’t let you escape so you resort to begging and pleading. ah stop please im sorry im sorry please just— anything to get away, but then the crying starts and that only encourages them to see how messy you can truly get.

just,,,overstimulation is so hot

Common Household Items to Whump Your Whumpee With

Content: Vampire whump, tiny whump, suffocation/asphyxiation, heat whump, restraints, gags, burns, burned alive, auto-cannibalism, drowning.

Choke them with a chord.

Stab them with a butter knife or a fork.

Force your vampire whumpee to hold silverware.

Force them to put their hand on a hot stovetop.

Suffocate them beneath a mattress.

Gag them with a cloth/a piece of clothing.

Drown them in a bathtub.

Force them to wear warm clothes on a hot day.

Tie your tiny whumpee up with a hair-tie/elastic band.

Beat them with a pot or a pan.

Cut them with a kitchen knife.

Put your tiny whumpee in the dishwasher/laundry machine.

Sew their lips shut with a simple needle and thread.

Use them as a pin pillow while you do your crafts.

Make them hold hot plates of food for an extended period of time.

Make them eat raw food that is bound to make them sick.

Toss an immortal into the fireplace and watch them try to crawl their way out.

Cooking a part of whumpee's body into every meal and forcing them to eat it.

I adore muzzling Whumpees. 

A face mask over a muzzle as Whumper drags Whumpee through a crowded area. Whumpee knows exactly what will happen to them if they make a scene.

The deep red marks on Whumpee’s face as their muzzle is removed for the first time in months. The way they struggle to speak again after days of having it on. The first word they manage to croak out is “water”.

Whumpee refuses to take some kind of pill, so Whumper stuffs it into their mouth and covers their lips with duct tape. Either they swallow willingly or it gets dissolved in their mouth, but they’re taking it.

Whumpee so terrified and hysterical that they can only sob and hyperventilate behind the duct tape, struggling to get enough air without their mouth. All they can do is sob, choking on their own tears and spit.

Whumpee sitting in the bathtub as Caretaker carefully tries to remove the duct tape wrapped around Whumpee’s head. They whisper apologies whenever Whumpee flinches.

Rescuers not having enough time to un-muzzle Whumpee. They just pick the bound and silenced Whumpee up and run. 

Whumpee only being able to communicate through muffled grunts through their muzzle, but still desperately trying to communicate with Caretaker.