Otherworldly Whump

Otherworldly Collectives blog for whump writing and content. Primarily xi/xir and it/its please. My blogs are safe spaces for queer and trans people, and systems! follows from @otherworldlycollective 

[otherworldly-whump]

HEEEY so we were gone for a while because of some...bad stuff. And were still sorta lower energy. So you can ignore like a lot of this atm! were still going to get around to it, but were mostly going to write drabbles and meta for a bit, and we have some new long term ideas that may change the form we do stuff in.

Everything from the small text is our old intro and stuff, keeping it here just making it stand out less till i sort any long term changes in.

Hey! We're the Otherworldly Collective! We finally decided to stop lurking and get more involved in the community and maybe write some of our own! The masterpost and blog are sort of a work in progress so bare with us while we get set up! -Unity

We're really interested in like so much of whump but particularly in atypical dynamics and settings. Idk how to phrase that right! But I'll elaborate as we update. -shadow of the box

We're working on tags list and tw/cw lists (here for a post on that), played characters (run by a specific collective members) and community/oc characters lists, and setting lists. We're still sorting exactly how we will sort and do things but don't worry I'll keep updating this! -Green

Characters and Oc's

Whumpees- WIP

Whumpers- WIP

Caretakes- WIP

Settings List

Broken Grid- WIP

The Fae Court- WIP

Smaller settings- WIP

Tags and content warnings

Tags- A helpful list of tags, with them tagged, for easy searching. WIP

CW/TW- a set of warnings to help you known what you may run into and how to avoid squicks and triggers. WIP

[acta-est-fabula-plaudite]

Whumper who has Whumpee sitting down beside their chair on the floor while Whumper talks with their friends, eating and drinking.

Whumper who cuts their food into small pieces, hand feeding it to Whumpee while sparing no glance towards them.

[for-the-ouchies]

Whumpee who is so, so casual about whumpy things.

Who understands that they're supposed to bow their head when demeaned and humiliated but doesn't feel upset.

Who knows, logically, that they're being deprived of basic needs, but feels like they can manage alright without.

Who flinches in anticipation of pain and then sighs, exasperated, at their own reaction- they should be used to it by now.

Who keeps living, perhaps even keeps smiling, in a way entirely incongruous with their situation.

[survivesurvivingwhump]

intimate whumper chloroforming whumpee.that is all i have to say thank you for coming to my ted talk

specifying intimate whumper really sent my mind spinning here so here’s some specific thoughts inspired by that

whumper crowded close behind whumpee while forcing the rag over their face, almost like an embrace. cradling them.

whumper hushing whumpee while they’re fighting to stay conscious. murmuring to them quietly, gently. comforting them.

physically comforting whumpee while drugging them: stroking their hair, rocking them, rubbing their side or shoulder.

an already restrained whumpee where whumper is grabbing their hair or their neck to force their face into the rag, feeling them struggle, getting close and looking into whumpee’s eyes as they start to fade.

[whump-queen]

pick an au/setting for your whump blorbos to get isekai’d to

medieval/royal au

vampire au

wild west au

mer au

pirate au

high fantasy/dnd au

mafia/mob au

space/sci-fi au

historical/ancient era au

medical/hospital au

robot/android au

Voting ended onJun 8

[heartwarminganimals]

Ploop ploop ploop

[creepymutelilbugger]

i know this is a predator. like a hardened killing machine. tempered by hundreds of years of evolutionary prowess to fine tune him into a living weapon. but ohhhh the little BABYYY look at the Little Bouncing Baby he is going Boing Boing Boing oh my gooddddd

[defire]

Pass out

In my extensive experience with losing consciousness, when you pass out it feels like blinking. Your vision shuts off for a second (this second lasts however long it took you to lose and regain consciousness) and then when you open your eyes, you're somewhere else, maybe on the floor, or maybe, wherever they dragged you off to.

[whump-queen]

whenever I pass out I always don’t know where I am for a couple seconds after waking up. like. it takes me a few seconds of fuzzy vision, slowly becoming aware of my body position, realizing my head hurts cuz I hit it on something, shit where the fuck am I—-and then my vision clears fully and i’m like. oh. i’m in my apartment. i’m on the floor. i’m alone. oh. I guess I passed out. oh.

[otherworldly-whump]

Returning Home

Whumpee finally escapes. Or were they let go? They honestly aren't sure which. All they know is that they finally got everything they wanted, they're free. But something is wrong. It turns out whumper might have been right. The world is just a bit too big for them. It's scary, dangerous... overwhelming. Whumper was right when they warned them outside was actually less safe. Less comfortable. Less kind. Suddenly whumpee isn't sure they want to be free. Maybe whumper is keeping them safe after-all. Before they know it they find themselves back where they'd just escaped, on their knees in front of whumper. Words pour out of their mouth, begging and sharing and emotional dumping, and just pleading, pleading whumper to take them back in, where it's calm and quiet and there's simple rules, with simple results. They'll do anything. They're so so so sorry they left. They're sorry they didn't listen It had just gotten too much, it hurt too much, and they just wanted to stop hurting. They didn't mean to leave, they didn't mean to put themself in danger. They just couldn't handle all the feelings anymore. Please all they're asking for is a little more kindness and they'll stay forever. They'll do anything, anything, whumper wants.

Whumper watches them, cold, expressionless, for almost half an hour. They listen to whumpee plead and sob and cry until their throat is sore and their mouth is dry. And then slowly, they nod. "Welcome home whumpee dear. Of course we can be more gentle, if you finally understand your place. I only ever was correcting you to keep you safe like I told you. If you're finally willing to learn better, it's wonderful to have you home."

That night, for the first time in a long time, whumpee didn't sleep on a floor. They fell asleep on whumper's bed, curled up to their chest, shivering as their touch starved body and affection starved brain curls up tight and close. Not caring that this is the monster that had been torturing them for months. This was their proper owner now afterall. They hadn't been lying. They had been keeping whumpee safe. And the arms around them felt too good. A soft bed. An arm tucked around protectively. A belly full of Chinese takeout. Whumpee doesn't know if they escaped, or were let go. All they know is they're home finally now. They drift to sleep in Whumper's arms. Safe.

[otherworldly-whump]

Outside drabble

Tw: Manipulative whumper, implied abandonment, implied future forced dehydration

Whumpee hesitated as they stood in the open back doorway, staring out.

"What's wrong whumpee? Didn't you just beg to be let go?" Whumpee stands up strighter and perks up at Whumper's voice.

"I just...it's it's..." "Much more intimidating than it seems? You didn't think it'd mostly be a desert? You don't know where to go"

Whumpee nods nervous as Whumper steps closer forcing them out the door onto the back patio. Whumpee winces at the heat. "I just, wait please, it's um really harsh out." "Of course it is. It's what? 110 out? Starting to realize maybe it's as dangerous as I said? That you're better off here? How long would you even last out there?" "Please Sir.....Please." Another step forward, both outside, whumpee in the sun now.

"Please let me re-think this? Please?" "Oh? I'm not so bad after all, am I?" Whumper tilts their head, a slow evil smirk spreading.

"no Sir, please please, I'm really sorry, please let me stay. " "hmm I don't know, you really wanted to be free finally. Are you sure? I just want you to make the best choice for you." Whumper steps back inside into the cool while whumpee stammers and thinks. Collecting a cup of water as they watch.

"Yes sir I am... I please. Yes I am sure please, I don't have anyone else please let me stay." "That's better. Come here dearest. You're right. It is much too hot to let you stay out there for long." Whumpee stumbles inside into Whumper's outstretched arms. Whumper closes the door and guides them back inside.

"Much better, good whumpee, making good choices finally"

[otherworldly-whump]

Abandoned Hero

Tw: Emotional manipulation, implied starvation, abandonment, knives and blood Trope: Vampire/prey, Supervillain/hero, corruption

There's a soft sound of a bay door sliding shut.

Soft foot steps approach the center of the warehouse, a thin layer of dust coating everything, the place long since abandoned. Whumper stopped, and tilted veir head in curiosity. A figure is bound to the chair, right where xi had been left. Whumper tuts disappointed.

"Well that is unexpected. I really did expect that if I left here for this long your team would have come to rescue you by now. It has been soooo long. I didn't even hide you that well. They seriously must not have given a damn about you after all."

Whumper shakes veir head, and picks up a hose to start washing down the mess and clean up after vemself. When the cold water hits the hero, xi stirs lightly and whines. Whumper gasps, then slowly veir eyes light up as a smirk cross veir face.

"Oh wonderful! You're still alive. The other villains told me that you're shockingly durable, but even I must admit. I'm surprised you survived this long. It's been months after all, poor thing."

Whumpee shudders. Xi is cold, sore, starving and weak. Xir powers might have kept xir alive but just barely. Xir whumper's voice echoing in xir head, reminding xir just how little xir team cared, just how long xi had been left in this warehouse slowly dying. Xi squawked as xir whumper's hand found xir chin and forced them to look up.

"Now then hero. Are you going to be more cooperative this time? I don't think you'll last much longer without help?"

Whumper pulled out a knife slowly, causing veir captive hero to sob in fear. Xi knows xi isn't strong enough to survive interrogation. Whumper looks at them with pity, gently petting xir hair, and continues talking at xir.

"You really need help little hero, and its very, very, obvious at this point that you can't rely on the other heroes dear. I suppose your only option is to rely on me. All you have to do is answer a few of my questions and I'll take such good care of you hero. Just tell me what I need to know"

The knife flashes but instead of coming down on hero, whumper has instead sliced veir own hand, filling it with vampire blood. Hero knows veir blood can heal. Xi looks up, speaking weakly.

"Anything...please Villain I'll tell you anything, everything you want..please don't leave me here again. please I'll do anything"

Whumper smirks and presses veir hand to hero's lips letting xir drink, letting xir heal, before slowly, dramatically cutting the hero free.

"Anything? you'll do anything I say? Why don't we show your so called "allies" what happens when they leave their toys behind. Just take my hand, hero, let me take you somewhere nicer, somewhere you can tell me everything I need to know. Where I can shape you into something that never needs another hero again."

Hero hesitates. Would this be abandoning xir duty? How would the others think of xir? Then hero thought about how long xi had been here, how the others had just let it happen. How they treated xir even when xi was around.

"Well little hero?"

Hero takes whumper's hand. Hero is pulled to xir feet. Hero takes xir first steps in months, stumbling as Whumper helps them. Hero's first steps in months are also xir first steps into villainy.

[otherworldly-whump]

Casual whump and my favorite syndromes

Following up from some recent reblogs and since im back on my shit again. and by shit i mean, my soap box about causal whump dynamics, Stockholm and Lima syndrome, my love of remembering that both whumpers and whumpees are real people again. Give me whumpeers that take advantage of having a captive audience.

Whumpers who get bored or lonely when they have down time, or who realize they want someone to play a game with instead of playing alone when their resting. Give me whumpers who force their whumpee to learn how to play their favorite video games so they have someone to play with. Maybe they teach them just enough so they can push them around in game, or maybe they train them to be exactly what they need, a perfect teammate for hard content. Whumpers that teach them card games and board games because fuck does it suck to have a pile of the around the house and no one to indulge with! Whumpers who force their whumpees to watch their favorite shows, so they have someone to watch them with. Force them to learn everything about it so they have someone to ramble at about the newest episodes, someone on call to debate lore and theory with. Whumpers who teach their whumpee how to listen and ask the right questions, so when they get to excited about something and want someone to share with, they realize they dont have to wait, they can just go ramble and whumpee! Whumpers who keep their captive audience close so they always have someone to info-dump to! who during downtime or rest days just casually shares their favorite topics because why not! They're there, there still someone to share with, even if you don't see them as people their perfect listeners. And its just nice to have someone to share with on short notice whenever you need.

And hell, whumpees that are absolutely thrilled by this. It give enrichment, social interaction, putting whumper in a good mood means better days, or more affection or soft moments to rest. It means less time alone or understimmed or without an outlit. Sure its a bit weird or a bit fucked up in context but? why not embrace the short moments of reprieve or the chance to improve how whumpeer sees you and improving your treatment just a bit.

[otherworldly-whump]

Whumper has a pet cat. The cats generally rather nice, but when its time to get her claws clipped, she tends to lose it a bit and shred whoever has the misfortune of having to do it. Ever since whumpee was collected they've been made to do it every time, keeping the cats nails nice and cared for, always getting sliced to hell in the process

[otherworldly-whump]

Whumpee being forced by whumper to hit after hit on a THC vape all night before their allowed any food for the evening. Just watched amused by whumper as they get more and more out of it. By the time whumpe us handed food, its much less likely they'll refuse to eat, and their so out of it that its easy for whumper to push them around or force them to cuddle.

[otherworldly-whump]

Whumpee has a terrible spice tolerance, hate spicy food because of it. Its often painful if above a specific threshold. Whumper does all the cooking and ordering, and whumpee is only allowed to share what their eating. Unfortunately for whumpee, their whumper exclusively enjoys really spicy food. They exclusively stuff that ranges from mildly spicy to mouth meltingly hot. And whumpee just has to get used to it or go hungry.

[partimeloverfulltimefiend]

aftermath

character belongs to @victimeyez

[fyeahygocardart]

Masked HERO Blast

[bloodiedbriars]

“Nervous?” the doctor asks and whumpee nods a little. “Ah, don’t worry. I’ve done this many times.”

Whumpee isn’t worried about that. They never used to fear needles, but after Whumper… well, they don’t really like needles, at all. But flu season is starting and caretaker, waiting outside, insisted.

“I’ll be quick,” the doctor assures Whumpee as they slip out of their jacket and bare their arm. “Just a prick…”

Whumpee looks away and closes their eyes. The prick is indeed minimal, and just like that, it is over. Whumpee slumps back and laughs nervously. “Thanks, doc.”

Whumpee moves to stand, but falters and stumbles. The doctor reaches out and steadies Whumpee. “Whoa, careful. Don’t worry, that’s normal after getting a shot if you’re nervous. Just take a second.”

Whumpee nods, but the world isn’t getting clearer. Their vision blurs and they blink hard. The doctor guides them back into the chair, and their hands stay on whumpee’s shoulders as they lean over them.

“Still as pretty as you were back then, huh?”

Whumpee blearily stares up at the doctor, as they take their mask off.

“Wh—Whumper.”

Whumper smiles. “It is wonderful to see you again, Whumpee. Don’t worry, rest up. You’ll need your strength.”

Whumpee doesn’t get to reply before their vision swims and their muscles go limp, head falling to the side as terror strikes their heart.

(Feveruary 2026, Day 6: Flu Shot)