This is a whump blog, please proceed with caution. NSFW and 18+ content will be present.
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My OCs:
- Zag Ziggler
My Writing:
- All the writing
- One-shots
- The Echoed Will
- Whumptober 2025
- AI-less Whumptober 2025
- Kinktober 2025
What you can expect:
- General Whump: prompts, drabbles, memes and meta commentary. Any images of actual people (i.e. not actors) - whether the whump depicted is makeup or not - will be tagged “irl whump”.
- NSFW content: some whump, some sexual content. I will use the tag “nsfw” for all sexual content. I also try to tag suggestive content that could be potentially triggering as “just to be safe”. (Generally suggestive but consensual content may not always be tagged that way.)
- The Interplay of Sex & Violence as a strong recurring theme: A heads up since I know there will be some folks who definitely do not want these sorts of themes in their whump. Expect some general smut/kink as well. I use “kink” and “hornyposting” for these subjects.
- Dubcon: This is meant to cover the “grey area” of toxic relationships, manipulation, bad communication, alcohol/intoxication, unsafe kink, and general bad-decision-making. I will tag this as “tw dubcon” and “tw dubious consent” as well as “just to be safe” if you want to be extra careful.
- Defiant whumpees 💖
- Sci-Fi and robot/android/cyborg whump
What you probably won’t see much of (but I might reblog):
- Noncon: I occasionally reblog noncon/implied noncon or noncon adjacent posts, but I don’t expect to write any myself, as my preference is dubcon. I will be tagging it with “tw noncon”, “tw implied noncon” and “just to be safe” for cases that might not be explicitly noncon but adjacent in theme.
- Whumpees who are minors: I am an adult, and I typically don’t like to engage with whump involving minors. HOWEVER, there may be rare exceptions - emotional and environmental whump are likely. I will not be writing or reblogging any sexual whump involving a minor, but I may occasionally reblog material that references prior CSA as long as it’s not an explicit scene.
- Female whumpees: My main OC whumpee is a male character. I don’t have anything against female whump, but imo there’s more cultural baggage that comes with it that makes me less inclined to engage with it.
- Character Death: I generally find it unsatisfying for whump. The “game” of the genre is to prolong suffering, so character deaths feel antithetical to my personal view on the matter. Not impossible for me to write or reblog, but it’s just not particularly satisfying for any character to hit a point they can’t actually (at least hypothetically) recover from. Will be tagged “character death” should it arise.
- Pet/hybrid/animalistic/non-humanoid whumpees: Just not into the animal/human combos. I just don’t find it compelling. Pet whump as a conditioning trope is… not really my thing when it leans too heavily towards petplay* tropes, but I do enjoy some of the dehumanization components.
- Emeto: There may be mentions of vomiting which will be tagged “tw vomit” but the specificity of “emeto” is a little too aligned with the kink version of that tag* and it’s not my thing. I will not be using “emeto” as a tag because I don’t want the overlap.
- ETA: Any content with a focus on disordered eating behaviors or intentional food control will be tagged “tw food control”. This does not necessarily cover the general aftermath/recovery of a whumpee being starved, such as them struggling to regain weight for example, but would cover things like Whumper intentionally controlling how the Whumpee eats or recovery specifically focused on a Whumpee’s relationship with food.
* I actually don’t mind kink overlapping with my whump, but these kinks (and some others, probably) are simply not my taste and I prefer to avoid them and/or engage with them only under specific circumstances.
Living weapon whumpee who had a life before. A normal life, with a family, friends, interests and goals. Maybe it was a good life, maybe it wasn't, but it was real. And then they were cruelly snatched away, forced into this new role, this life of endless pain and violence, and it changed them. How could it not? They tried to cling onto those memories, tried to remember being a person, but as the years drag by, that past feels unreachable. Like it belonged to someone else.
When they escape, when they reunite, their loved ones don't recognise them anymore. Their manner is cold, their eyes dull. They're always tense, guarded, downright suspicious of their old friends. Everyone having to adjust to that, whumpee and loved ones all having to come to terms with the fact that whumpee is never going to be the same.
Whumper leaving non-permanent marks on whumper - mild bite marks, bruises and marks from firmly gripping their hips - and tattooing around them so they stay forever.
"Now I'm always touching you," Whumper taunts, placing their hands on whumpee's hips in the same position as the tattoos, the shape matching perfectly. They lean in, pressing their lips to whumpee's neck, over the mark that is again a perfect fit.
Everytime whumpee looks in the mirror, at these fake hands holding them, at these fake marks, they swear they can still feel whumper's touch
“I'm sorry!” whumpee says, desperately trying to think of what they could have done to deserve this. “I'm sorry, please, I'll be better, please I'm so sorry-”
“Hey, no, none of that.” Hands frame their face ever so gently, thumbs brushing the tears away. “You're doing everything right, sweetie. You're so perfect for me.”
They might not have realised it yet, but whumpee has none nothing wrong. There is nothing to apologise for. There is nothing they can do to make the pain stop.
whumpee is supposed to be dead. Be it sacrifice, execution, or otherwise, they were meant to die. thats what they're here for.
but caretaker rescued them, brought them to safety, and now they get to live a full, long life. whumpee is still meant to be dead, however, and can't look past their lifes purpose, to die, in order to see what future they could have. sometimes, whumpee tries to complete the job on their own, much to caretakers horror.
(Former) Whumpee and Friend (who was also briefly whumped at one point) are going swimming. Whumpee takes their shirt off, but Friend hesitates.
"What's wrong?"
"Just...don't freak out, okay? I'm fine. I promise." Finally Friend takes their shirt off.
Their torso is covered in scars. So many more than Whumpee had ever imagined. Whumpee had known Friend had been whumped in their place, but they hadn't known it had been nearly this bad.
It's all their fault.
Friend turns around to set their shirt down.
Carved on their back is Whumper's initial.
Whumpee feels like they could vomit. They try to say something, but Friend cuts them off with "Please, can we not talk about this now?"
So they go swimming, and Whumpee tries not to think about it—for now. They can hate themself for it later.
OH MY GOD im eating this prompt. delicious. i fucking love a scar reveal. and this... when it's not accidental but neither person is really prepared to actually see it.
and the shame for both involved. Whumpee's self-blame for Friend receiving the wounds in the first place. Friend blaming themself for making Whumpee feel bad by no longer holding up the illusion that it wasn't that bad.
and the branded initial. god that's so personal. especially if Whumpee never got a brand themself. what made Whumper do that? what did Whumper see differently in Friend that made them make the scarring that much more intimate?
Whumpee's feeling sick just looking and they can't really hide it. and how is Friend supposed to feel comfortable in their skin ever again knowing that their best friend can't look at them without spiralling into self-loathing and guilt???
and this: "Just...don't freak out, okay? I'm fine. I promise."
my favourite kind of dialogue. the warning that neither of them are sure they can believe. the fact that Friend even needs to give it means they've been bottling this all up for years and Whumpee never fucking noticed. or, even worse, they did notice and they ignored it. because how could they miss it entirely???
thank you for this i will be spinning this around my brain for the foreseeable.
Mmmm okok but what about a whumpee who comes back Fine.
Like they’re rescued and they’re so Not Fine it’s clear to everyone that knows them that they’re so unbelievably Not Fine but Whumpee is insisting that they are Fine. So fine in fact that they’re develop new coping mechanisms for their trauma and they just get worse and worse and now they have double trauma but the are Actually Fine.
OR they use this new trauma to distract themselves and their caretaker from their first trauma. Like hahaha look at me and this new and current pain I guess we better deal with that than why I actively chose to look for this pain and this person to hurt me in the first place!
Bonus points if Caretaker can see right through them and can only watch as their loved one plays games with themselves until they finally loose it and have a complete and total breakdown
Whumper gloating to Caretaker, “They screamed your name once. Did you know that? Really thought someone was coming to save them.” Whumper smirks. “I helped get rid of that fantasy real fast.”
.whumper comes into the room while whumpee is sleeping to run a test or something maybe via needle
. they are just about to do it already prepared needle in hand when whumpee wakes up bleary eyes and dazed
. Whumpee only vaguely hears what whumpers saying and is to disoriented to respond as they take time to piece together whats happening,
. Whumpee becomes very scared and still very out of it so they start just sobbing much to whumpers annoyance
. Maybe whumper tries but gives up the test or whatever because of how annoyed they are allowing Whumpee to fall back to sleep
.but next time Whumpee wakes up their shaking and the only sign the situation was real is an abandoned tool of the test on or next to Whumpee and the vague memory of the feeling of whumpers touch
Whumpee is the opposite of stoic. Flinches at every threat, screams and sobs when hurt. Shakes with fear or pain, cries themselves into an exhausted sleep in the aftermath. They don't dare fight or talk back, only whimper. And yet, they do not give whumper what they want. They swear to themselves that they never will.
Grinning as they see whumpee's face go from bitter to appalled
Chewing gum. Constantly.
Touching whumpee against their will and sucking in a relishing hiss as whumpee flinches away
Leaning forward with their hands on their knees and an bemused smile as they peruse whumpee's face
"You're enjoying this, aren't you." Whumpee says. Whumper throws their head back and laughs. "Who me? Enjoy this? Never."
Whumper that never curses but laughs when they make whumpee do it
Playing around jokingly with sarcastic whumpee and then striking them for their jabs
"I couldn't wish for a more entertaining playmate."
Coming down looking grumpy, and striking whumpee repeatedly with a cane until whumper's shoulders start to drop, they start to get tired, and finally when whumpee is outright crying, the smile comes back.
Whumpee starting to feel sick whenever they see someone smiling
No smile looks genuine after that. Why would anyone be happy unless whumpee was suffering?
Smiles seeming predatory no matter what. They must be excited to see me in pain.
Whumpee turned caretaker who takes in their former whumper turned whumpee and despite all the trauma and guilt they’re both so so so lonely and they end up getting really attached to each other even though both of them know they shouldn’t.
