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Whumpee asleep on whumper .....
Whumper is having a quiet conversation with someone and whumpee flinches awake, or whines at something scary whumper said, announcing that they have been awake for a while. Whumper scrapes along whumpee's head gently, crooning; â "I'm sorry, love, I didn't mean to wake you. Go back to sleep."
It sounds kind but it lands as an order <3
Whumpee doesn't dare refuse. They give a quiet "okay" or maybe even a "sorry" for waking up sooner than whumper wanted, a promise that they'll go back to sleep
Maybe they say nothing, just nod into whumper's torso and hope if they remain still and quiet enough, whumper won't notice that they can't sleep anymore
âDo you want to be in a cage? Huh!? Tied up in the basement?â
â..no-â
âAre you sure? Because I can head to the hardware store right now and grab some chains and padlocks. I could have you shackled to the wall down there within the hour.â
âNo, I d- I donât want that-â
âThen why are you acting like it?â
the moment whumpee realizes theyâre in deep shit
âyou can scream if you want. no one will hear us out here.â
âdonât you dare touch me.â âoh, youâre going to wish all i did was touch you.â
whumpee notices a suspicious stain on the floor. âis thatâŚ?â âaww, did you think you were my first?â
âi feel kinda⌠dizzy.â âmm, itâs about time. that stuff is supposed to work faster than this.â
âyou donât have to do this. you can stop now, and i wonât tell anyone. we can pretend this never happened.â âyou think thatâs what i want? to let you walk away like nothing happened? no, sweetheart. iâm going to make sure you never forget this.â
âstopâstop! i donât want this! i said i donâtââ âi know, whumpee. and i wouldnât have it any other way.â
âwhumper, please! i thought we were friends!â âoh, weâre about to be so much more than that.â
âplease donât do this. please.â and whumperâs only response is to lean in and kiss their tears away.
Whumpee who gets assaulted while they're wearing their favourite outfit and afterwards they can never look at the clothes that they loved so much the same way.
Whumpee turned whumper wants to whump their former whumper to get revenge but unfortunately for them the whumper turned whumpee seems to be completely resilient to the torture that whumpee turned whumper puts them through. The whumper turned whumpee doesnât comply, doesnât break into tears or pleading like whumpee turned whumper did, even as they escalate the torture far past what whumper turned whumpee ever put them through.
Perfectly paired ofc with the day that the whumpee turned whumper finds the one thing that makes whumper turned whumpee freeze in fear, begging with a single quiet âplease no.â
wanting to see more Black whumpees like me just absolutely getting it like really being shattered to the ground and kicked while they're down then crying their hollow eyes out for my sadistic pleasure vs not wanting to perpetuate the fetishizing glorification of violence towards Black bodies by colonialism&racism đ
anyways it is very important to be aware of that kind of stuff bc we live in a racist society and its very easy to perpetuate systemic violence even in the little ways (im not perfect myself and like im somewhat more lighter-skinned than my peers even so i dont feel the hit of racism as roughly as some of them do) BUT for what its worth i think its a very worthwhile line to walk. whump is also about the validation of pain & exploring suffering while humanizing your unlucky main character and Black (+ other nonwhite) characters should get that too. make your nonwhite whumpees cry their eyeballs out and feel hollow in face of the world today #myagenda
Whumpee's only semi-conscious when they're rescued. Caretaker tries desperately to hug them, but whumpee doesn't have energy to lift their arms; so caretaker half-drapes them across their chest in their lap to get to hold them.
whumpee is too weak to talk, but caretaker knows them well enough to interpret all their noises/gestures/expressions.
when whumpee twitches their fingers, caretaker knows that means they want their hand held.
when whumpeeâs brow creases and they whimper, caretaker knows that means their head is hurting.
when whumpee soundlessly moves their lips, caretaker knows theâre saying i love you.
when whumpee gets restless and squirms a little, caretaker knows they want to adjust their position.
when whumpee curls towards caretaker, caretaker knows they want to be held.
when whumpeeâs breathing gets thin and labored, caretaker knows to help them sit up so they can breathe easier.
when whumpee opens and closes their mouth, caretaker knows that means theyâre thirsty.
and when whumpee squeezes caretakerâs hand, caretaker knows that means stay with me. please donât go.
whumpee is too weak to talk, but caretaker knows them well enough to interpret all their noises/gestures/expressions.
when whumpee twitches their fingers, caretaker knows that means they want their hand held.
when whumpeeâs brow creases and they whimper, caretaker knows that means their head is hurting.
when whumpee soundlessly moves their lips, caretaker knows theâre saying i love you.
when whumpee gets restless and squirms a little, caretaker knows they want to adjust their position.
when whumpee curls towards caretaker, caretaker knows they want to be held.
when whumpeeâs breathing gets thin and labored, caretaker knows to help them sit up so they can breathe easier.
when whumpee opens and closes their mouth, caretaker knows that means theyâre thirsty.
and when whumpee squeezes caretakerâs hand, caretaker knows that means stay with me. please donât go.
Hero with an insanely stiff moral compass but in all the wrong directions. They canât let Villain keep running around on the street and putting people in danger, but they know if they turn Villain in to the authorities, Villain is facing the death penalty, which Hero sees as murder.
With no other options, Hero looks down at the defeated villain and decides, fuck it. Heroâs basement is big enough. They can reform this Villain into an upstanding citizen with the right tactics. Maybe they can even fashion Villain into a hero of their own.
At first, Villain is almost grateful. Taking matters into their own hands means Hero will be too righteous to punish Villain in any meaningful way. Theyâll escape within a few weeks.
Villain learns the hard way that when the goal is reformation, there are very few cases where the ends donât justify the means.
Something I never see in whump is Whumpee having to spend over night in the ER, specially when they donât get a room, just a bed in a hallway
⢠I doubt this is hallway exclusive, but the constant noise, silent conversations, people moving around, machines beeping, alarms going off, ice machines
⢠they donât turn off all the lights, if you want Whumpee to suffer a little extra put their bed right under a light that doesnât turn off!
⢠^ Whumpee could get a face washcloth to cover their eyes, if you wanna be nice
â˘People walking past whumpeeâs bed
⢠if Whumpee has a caretaker to sit with them, they will have to get up and move their chair out of the way for other gurneys
⢠every few hours a nurse will come and take your vitals. Not hallway exclusive
⢠the medicine you were getting through your iv finished, thereâs an alarm going off now
⢠((( warm blankets )))
⢠time doesnât really exist when youâre in the hospital
⢠Whumpee crying during all the needles
⢠is Whumpee is having surgery, they wonât be allowed to eat or drink anything, even water
⢠not a hallway thing, but have the nurses miss when putting an iv in, have them miss 10 times! Whumpeeâs inner elbow dotted with red marks later from all the failed attempts
⢠maybe another patient is being disruptive
⢠Whumpee got out of bed without assistance, an alarm is going off now
â˘Whumpee feeling caged in by the protective bars on the side of the bed
â˘^ or maybe theyâre comforted by them
⢠Whumpee in too much pain too reach the call button
⢠a nurse or paramedic in between calls teaching Whumpee and caretaker a game, or giving music suggestions
⢠not being able to get comfortable lying down
â˘^ specifically because of the iv
⢠being afraid to fall asleep
⢠Whumpee decided in the early hours of morning that they wonât be getting more sleep, after only sleeping for 2-3 hours at time during the night
Please feel free to add on! And tag me I inspired you!
lab experiment whumpee thoughts:
strapped down to a table, so much so that they literally can't move. maybe they tried to struggle as they were being restrained but now there's nothing they can do. and who knows how long they're gonna be there?
a really intense gag, because who wants their experiment screaming? maybe it's metal and padlocked
dragged back to their cell room at the end of the day, too exhausted to do anything but hang limply (I'm imagining them being dragged by two people who are holding each of their arms)
branded. that's it that's the whole bullet point
hating it when they're drugged, but also hating it when they can feel all the pain. there's no way to win
High Expectations - Living Weapon Whump Prompt #5
Strict Whumper / Living Weapon Whumpee
Whumper snaps his fingers in Whumpee's face.
"Whumpee! Are you listening to me? Fucking hell," He grumbles, standing up from his crouch. He kicks a hoarse wheeze out of Whumpee, who rolls over in pain.
"Yes, sir." He groans, sending a sharp pain through his chest and a dull burn where his throat's gone rough from just holding back screams.
"Get up." Whumper orders. Whumpee pushes his bloody palms against the floor, his arms shake and tremble but he doesn't rise. It doesn't matter how hurt he is, he needs to get up.
"Get the fuck up!" Whumper shouts.
I'm fucking trying! He screams internally, his lip twitches.
Tropes part 5
Whumpeeâs responses to pain
TW: it's written with captive whump in mind, mentions of torture, restrains, escape, sadistic whumper
Flight: their body wants them to be the furthest they can from the source of pain, not stopping to think rationally about it
They are backed against the wall and cannot go any further, yet they try to, maybe if they are brave enough they might try to run to the side
Looking to the side, avoiding eye contact, closing their eyes, when they can't run physically they try to distance themselves mentally
Twitching and jerking back their body away from the Whumper, they want to be good and stay still but the movement is instinctual
"Let's Play"
This is absolutely not pointed at anybody in particular, so if you read this and think it was inspired by you... um, don't :)
Whumpee winced as Whumper started setting up the chess board again. âNo,â Whumpee mumbled weakly. Whumper paused, glanced at Whumpee on their mattress on the floor and grinned.
âGood morning, Whumpee. What exactly are you protesting today?â
âNo chess,â they begged, their voice croaking from sleep.
Whumper straightened and stepped around the table, walking towards Whumpee slowly. Giving Whumpee enough time to fear his advances and back up on the flimsy mattress, cornering themselves against the wall. Whumper kept coming and stopped at the edge of the bed. He crouched and grabbed the chain that attached to Whumpeeâs ankle cuff. Whumpeeâs heart raced as they stared wide eyed at the monster.
Whumper clicked his fingers and pointed at his feet. He curled the chain around his hand in warning, come here or be dragged here. So Whumpee bit back a whimper as they crawled towards Whumperâs feet and sat back on their heels, kneeling before him, head bowed. Whumper kept wrapping the chain around his fist so Whumpee couldnât get away as he leaned a hand down and tapped two fingers under Whumpeeâs chin.
Whumpee bunched their hands into fists as they turned their head up to meet Whumperâs almost fond expression that curled their stomach.
âNow, pet, what was that no about?â
Whumpee trembled as they stared at Whumper. They swallowed to try and clear their throat but they were scared to speak so boldly with Whumper this close. They looked away but flinched when Whumper clucked his tongue twice and looked up at him with pleading eyes.
He put his hand under their chin again to make sure they couldnât look away. âCome on, darling. You know I donât ask twice,â he purred. Whumpeeâs heart raced against their chest. âAre you going to make me ask twice?â
âN-no! No, sir. I just⌠please, no chess today.â
Whumperâs horrible blue eyes looked concerned as if Whumpee was a child who had fallen during play time. âWhy, pet?â
âI never win,â Whumpee replied mutinously. âItâsâ itâs not fair. I donât- I never played before youâââ
âI taught you the rules,â Whumper supplied.
âThe rules, but not plays. And everyday it seems you use a different one and I canât adapt andââ
Something simmered under Whumperâs skin that terrified Whumpee and they quickly tried to appease their kidnapper. âI mean, I am grateful you taught me, sir, itâs justâ I canâtâ itâs frustrating.â
âHm.â Whumperâs hand moved to Whumpeeâs head and patted it lightly. Whumpee struggled to repress the shiver dancing down their spine. âSo you want to forfeit your chance at freedom today?â
âNo!â
âBut you know the rules.â
Whumpee knew the rules. They knew the rules alright. They knew that everyday Whumper would come down and set up the chess board and they would play. If Whumper won, he got to do whatever horrible torture he thought up to Whumpee that day, and if Whumpee won theyâd be granted their freedom. Which was a sick twisted game in and of itself because Whumpee didnât play chess.
âI do, but Iââ
âAnd now youâre interrupting me, pet. My, my, you really have woken up on the wrong side of the bed. Perhaps itâs the mattress. Perhaps, Iâve treated you too well.â
âNo! Sir, no, please sir. Iâm sorry.â
âI like playing chess with you everyday, pet. Youâre improving so quickly.â Probably because tortureâs a great motivator, Whumpee thought dismally.
âWhatâs the point if I canât win?!â Whumpee snapped. The words flew out of their mouth in pure frustration, their hands coming off their lap in a helpless gesture at the futility of it all. It was cruel. That with every move Whumpee thought that maybe, maybe, they could win and go home today.
They realised their mistake as soon as the words left their lips. Terrified eyes went to Whumperâs face, which had lost all softness and warmth, replaced with a cold fury.
âIâm sorry sir. Please. Iâmâ please sirââ
âWe will play chess today,â Whumper said, grabbing Whumpee under their arm and pulling them to their feet roughly. âWe will play multiple games, to help improve your skills.â
Whumpee blanched. âM-multiple games?â
âYes!â Whumper replied brightly. âI may even teach you an opening.â
Multiple games meant multiple losses. Whumpee dug their heels into the ground, resisting. âBut, sir if I lose more than one game, do I get punished t-twice?â
The question nearly stole the air from their lungs as Whumper stopped by the table and grinned at Whumpee who shrunk back.
âI think thatâs only fair, donât you? Considering youâre getting multiple chances at freedom.â
And Whumpee had the sudden, awful feeling that even if they won, Whumper would never let them go in that moment. His eyes were too bright, his smile too twisted. Helpless anger bubbled up inside them as they spat, ânone of this is fair!â
Whumper raised their hand and Whumpeeâs head whipped to the side with a soft gasp. Gentle fingers turned Whumpeeâs cheek to face him again, his expression sympathetic, his eyes anything but.
âLetâs play.â
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