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30, she/her. Don't let the username fool you! I am here for the whump ^.^ to write it, read it, live it :D... wait a minute...uh oh spaghetti-o's

[defire]

Whumpee casually agreeing with whumper

(as a form of defiance)

Content: defiant whumpee, humiliation , food whump (kinda), self-degradation, forced to kneel, death threats, past parental whumpers, suic1dal whumpee, whipping

"By the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging to lick the dirt off my boots." "Won't take long either, I'm not a picky eater."

"You're being a stubborn little ass." "And I'm too stupid to stop."

"You're acting like a child." "You say that like it's a bad thing."

"On your knee---" Whumpee thumps down. "Already there, m'lord."

"How did your parents not kill you the day you came out of the womb?!" "You don't give them enough credit, they tried."

"You're a---" "Wait---before you say it---you're not wrong."

"I'll kill you." "I call first dibs! I've been wanting this way longer than you have."

Whumper hangs up the whip, looking down at the quivering whumpee on the floor. "Now tell me you deserved it." "I did, of course I did." Whumpee sobs.

"... That's what you always say. I know you're lying." "If I was lying, would I do THIS?" And whumpee pulls out a middle finger, whole hand shaking as they shudder in pain, but it's there in whumper's face nonetheless.

[tracingthetapestry]

child whumpee who was groomed into a living weapon at the cost of their rapidly deteriorating health. they are forced beyond their natural limits, every new session with the whumper leaving their body in a worse state than before. they get used to the chronic pain and the fatigue that they feel all the time. they get used to the idea that they won't live beyond the first hit they'll land on the enemy.

except, they never get to land that hit— the project gets defunded and them along with the other children are rescued. their caretaker is quiet, and they don't have any memories of before— before that acidic white room and the experiments.

they aren't expecting much, if anything at all— even this idea of being anything other than a weapon— a pistol loaded, a sword wielded, a bomb ticking— is absurd. hollow. unreal. they are waiting to wake up from another simulation, for the gotcha! from the whumper.

it doesn't come. days pass. they learn how to make tea. they are given books that aren't for the sole purpose of enhancing their intelligence. they are given soft things— warm sweaters, thick blankets, socks and gloves and pillows— and they are so different from the plain, thin robes of the lab. these are vibrant colors and they have texture that doesn't make their skin crawl. they learn that they love the color of the sky.

they learn to love their caretaker, who one day asks them to come sit with them near the fireplace. they rub whumpee's back gently, making the constant pain ease up under the warmth. they are given strange-tasting concoctions which help them sleep when their eyes won't close. they are given food that doesn't taste like mush, and the spices make their eyes water but they'd gorge themselves on this a thousand more times than ever eat that tasteless garbage again.

they learn to be a human. they learn to be whole. they learn to love their body, piece-by-piece, and build a life past the vague idea of dying on the battlefield, like a supernova exploding before fading forever.

they are loved. they are loved, the caretaker tells them everyday, in all of the ways they care for them. they'll never go back.

[alyscat]

Purity Culture Whumpee

A whumpee who grew up in a religious circle surrounded by purity culture. When they're assaulted by whumper, they believe it is their fault. They must have tempted whumper. What were they wearing? Did they say something suggestive? Whumpee who is traumatized by the experience, but feels guilty for this. They aren't allowed to have trauma, or feel bad, because they did this to themselves.

When whumper realizes the religious effects of whumpee's childhood, they decide to use this against them. They continue to target, rape, manipulate whumpee. And whumpee has been soiled now. They've been used, a dirty rag. No one else can use them. So when whumper proposes, whumpee doesn't think they have a choice but to accept. Otherwise, whumper will expose what a dirty slut whumpee is. No one could ever want whumpee.

[yourwhumppromptoftheday]

When whumper is humanized, and it makes it worse.

When the whumper is shown to have a capacity for empathy, morals, things they care about.

And they do it anyways.

When they have friends, ideas, dreams

And still, they chose to do it.

They know what they’re doing, how they’re causing harm.

And it doesn’t stop them.

They might not be evil 100%. But they were evil enough. And that’s what made it worse.

[whumpinstem]

whumpee who went through a tough childhood. maybe they were bullied at school or abused at home, whatever it was they repressed it, denying the existence of any of it. when they get captured and subsequently tortured by whumper, the feeling is familiar but whenever they try and access the recesses of their mind they come up blank, a dizzying static nothingness.. that is until whumper calls whumpee by the pet name given to them by their previous abuser (because whumper did his research you see). that sends whumpee into quite a heavy spiral, not only do they have to withstand whumper’s abuse but they also have to deal with all the flooding memories of their past too.

[tildeathiwillwrite]

Some whump memes using the Princess Bride for your consideration

[piplupfluffwritingstuff2]

@whumperofworlds pspsps

[whumblr]

Last time?

"Better hug them tight, Caretaker," Whumper sneered. "Now you still can."

Whumpee felt the hands around their shoulders tremble with rage. They clamped their arms tighter around Caretaker; both restraining him, warning him, and pressing themself against him for a last bit of comfort.

"This won't be the last time," Caretaker snarled back once Whumpee finally let go and meekly walked towards Whumper. "I will get them back, I will see them again."

"Good for you... but not what I meant," Whumper simply said. "What I mean is..." He stepped towards Caretaker, stood in front of him without a care in the world, all power in his hands, standing trembling behind him. His voice dropped to hush: "I am going to tear them apart. Physically. And mentally. Inside. And outside."

The glee was clear from his voice and Caretaker visible tensed.

"You have no idea if the person you get back is the person you hugged goodbye today," Whumper continued, half turning towards Whumpee. "You may not even recognise them. Not their features. Nor their personality. Hell, you don't even know if they will let you-- if they'll let anyone get close ever again, let alone touch them."

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[whumpster-dumpster]

"I-I'm fine. I mean come on, it's nothing compared to what you went through."

"??? Did I miss the part where we entered some trauma competition? I'm allowed to worry about you just as much as you worry about me!"

[dying-crying-pining]

✨ magical healing ✨ that’s necessary but so horrifically painful.

it pulls the character from a dead faint. they arch off the bed/floor, they’re screaming, they have to be held down and when it’s finally done they go completely limp again.

everyone’s relieved it’s over but it’s not a perfect fix. magic can seal a wound, stop the bleeding—but it doesn’t replace the lost blood, heal the wounds that aren’t physical. it’s a band-aid at best.

the character still has a long road to recovery, just floating there, in and out of consciousness, the friends/found fam/team alternates sitting by their bedside waiting for them to come back.

then, when they do wake up, they’re disoriented, dizzy, unsteady. confused by their already scarred over wound. maybe they wake up fully when no one is around and try to get up too fast and end up in a heap on the floor—you know the drill. so much whumpy potential.

[writing-prompt-s]

"You know, when I started sending pipe bombs to every asshole who was rude to me, I didn't think it would get me classified as a supervillians." "...You sent 100 bombs on the first week alone." "Yeah? I'm a fast food cashier, that was a slow week for me."

[it-is-whumptastic]

Language Barriers In Whump

"I don't understand what you're saying!" -Whumpee yells in sheer panic -Whumpee sobs after trying, really trying, to understand. -Whumper, shaking Whumpee furiously in frustration, growls out.

Whumpees who partially understand: "No-- no I know that word. Don't say that. Please don't say that!" "I'm trying! Left-- you said left. Go left? I don't understand!" "Wait-- what did you say? What did you say?" "Stop. Stop! Please-- Stop! I'm saying it right, aren't I? Stop. Stop!"

Whumpee who are trying but simply can't.

"You're speaking too fast. Please... I'm trying-- I'm trying!" "I'm not being difficult! I'm not! I just can't understand you!" "I can't make it sound right..." "How do I say it? How? Teach me. Please! I can't remember how to say it!" "I don't know what you want from me..." Whumper shutting down Whumpee.

"If you can't say it right, don't say it at all." "You don't even fucking know what you're saying, do you?" "That's cute. You almost got it. Try again, then maybe I'll stop." "You talk like a child. Ignorant. Stupid." "Shhh... No. Don't try. I like your native tongue better. It's pretty." "Talk to me with that ugly tongue of yours again and I'll fucking hurt you, can you understand that?"

Whumper weaponizing translations

"I told them you said yes/no." "Someone asked if you needed help. Don't worry, I told them you didn't." "Wouldn't it be so much easier if you could talk to everyone else? Tell them what you need? Tell them what I do to you? But yo can't. That's too bad." "Oh, yeah. See, I told you that meant thank you but actually its an insult. Maybe that's why they hit you? Not too sure, honestly." Whumper getting frustrated.

"You know that word. You know it! Don't pretend like you don't." "Listen. Fucking listen! Look at me! Damn it!" "Say it back to me. Say it just how I said it. No, are you fucking stupid?" "Aw? You're trying to tell me something? Too bad you speak that stupid language that no one but you and your other mutts understand." "This would be so much easier if you just paid attention." "I'm really tired of repeating myself, Whumpee." Caretaker trying to be reassuring. "I know you don't understand but it's okay. I promise it's okay." "I don't know how to say this in a way you'll understand..." "I'm not hurting you. I'm helping. Do you understand? Helping? I'm helping." Caretaker desperately trying to communicate "Does this mean anything to you? What I'm saying?" "Please. I'm trying, I really am. Just-- Damn it! I want to understand you." "Point to where it hurts. Like this, see? Point." *Frantic hand gestures* *Absolutely butchering Whumpee's native language to the point its gibberish* *Drawing pictures for whumpee* I

[b0amagination]

Chronically ill whumper who kidnaps doctor whumpee because it’s the only way to get a doctor to take their symptoms seriously.

[seth-whumps]

“Whatever you say, Master (/s)” + Whumper

"Ah. Play nice, doll."

"Mm. Pretty mouth, ugly words. Let's get you gagged."

"Well, we've got time fix your tone."

"I thought I'd give you an easy day today, but apparently not."

"...One of these days, I'll break that jaw of yours. Tomorrow, if you keep this up."

[justbreakonme]

Whumpee who’s always slept on the floor being confused and uncomfortable in a “real bed” so high up off the ground, so caretaker puts the mattress on the floor so they can sleep more easily.

Whumpee who struggles to eat and drink till they’re near faint because they forget they’re allowed to, so Caretaker gets them a canteen with a pocket so they always have water and a snack with them, easier to remember and always allowed.

Whumpee who hates their appearance after everything, whether it be due to scars or age or conditioning, so Caretaker gets rid of all the mirrors in the house, meaning Whumpee doesn’t have to think about it as much.

Whumpee that struggles with things for very complex reasons and the caretaker that finds simple practical solutions, my beloved.

[writerwhostayedupallnight]

Whumpee who is way too nonchalant about their injuries and regularly almost gives Caretaker heart attacks.

"Sorry if I get blood on your floor. Don't worry, I'll clean it up later." "Wait, you're bleeding?!!"

"Why are you limping?" "Oh, yeah, I'm pretty sure I sprained my ankle during that chase earlier." "That was three hours ago!"

"You got any bandages?" "Sure, why?" "Got cut and I need something to wrap it up with." "Wait, let me see—Whumpee! Okay, don't move, I am getting the suture kit right now."

"Why are you holding your hand like that?" "Because it's broken."

"Where is all this blood coming from?" "Oh, that's me. I got stabbed."

*over the phone* "Hey, Caretaker, can you come pick me up?" *ten minutes later* "You didn't think to mention that you were shot?!!!"

"Mind if I pass out here? Thanks."

Might add more later; feel free to add on as well! Right now I have a New Year's Eve party to get to, so here's my last post for 2025! Happy New Year, everyone!

[untildawnsun]

Living Weapon!Whumpee biting on their hand to avoid waking up Unaware!Caretaker after a nightmare.

cocky whumpee trying to hide their panic behind jokes and smiles after someone compared them to a pet following caretaker around.

Whumpee staring at the weapon Caretaker stole from whumper, remembering every technique of their training. Every drop of blood spilled at their hands.

[thewiglesswonder]

There really is no feeling quite like discovering a new song that fits your blorbo to a T. Best I can do to convey it is something like

[thewiglesswonder]

Shoutout to the person who reblogged this 185 times in a row. I understand completely.