Hi! I'm Ruth, they/them pronouns, 26, and I enjoy most types of whump! I do art, graphic design and writing.
I try my best to tag, but if I miss a content warning you'd like added, please just shoot me an ask! I won't tag lady whump as a content warning, but anything else I will if you ask.
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Favourite tropes:
RECOVERY WHUMP!!!
Found family
Gagging
Muzzles
Pet whump
Whumper pressing down on whumpee's back to keep them from getting up
Branding
Whipping
Caretaker turned whumpee/whumpee turned caretaker
Hero/villain whump
Tall whumpee/small caretaker (or vice versa)
Tall whumpee/small whumper
G/t whump
Whumpee thinks caretaker is their new whumper
Incompetent/clueless caretaker (they're trying their best but they have no idea they're doing)
General contents: pet whump, dehumanisation, amnesia, PTSD
Sam and Lucan 'verse
In a world where non-humans are enslaved, our characters are just trying to live out their lives in peace. And failing, mostly.
General contents: non-human characters, institutionalised slavery, fantasy racism, dehumanisation, PTSD
A Death in the Family
When his estranged father dies, Tristam, against his better judgement, attends the will reading, and ends up leaving with long-term bloodbag Sunday Afolayan and Eldrida, his father's former employee (and a terribly mistreated one at that, it turns out).
Even with Aileen and Evelyn's expert advice and friendship, it's tricky to bring Sunday back from the depths of his enthrallment, and Eldrida's struggling too. Six years under the cruel fist of Barnabas Sharpe was hard to survive.
It's a difficult recovery for both of them. But surely, things can't get worse now.
Contains: vampire whumper, non-human whumpee (vampire), lady whump, conditioned whumpee, disabled characters (Tristam has ADHD, Eldrida has anophthalmia, and Sunday has joint problems, a badly-healed arm, and an absence epilepsy-like condition), recovery whump, multiple whumpees
Botanist Whumpee
When the rich and powerful Sebastian Beaumont offers Alyssa a place to stay, she doesn’t expect to become his captive for three years. And when Silver rescues her at a party… well, the only thing she’s absolutely sure is better is that they don’t have a basement. They don’t have much of anything, actually. And she doesn’t know whether she can trust them or not, but she stays anyway. With no-one left to care about her, and Beaumont using all his money and connections to search for the pair of them, where else is she supposed to go?
Contains: recovery whump, captivity, lady whump, somewhat defiant whumpee, found family, intimate whumper
Cian and Row
In a world where superpowers are real, heroes and villains exist, and there's a large black market in powered people, Rowan's been enslaved for as long as they can remember. They're befriended when they're three by Cian Sinclair, a local empathic five year old, and at the age of eleven is rescued and adopted by the Sinclairs. Years later they become a supervillain, disappear for five years and reappear to reunite with their family, and attract another enemy, one far more powerful than their previous captors and obsessed with their healing powers.
Contains: slavery, PTSD, minor whump, past minor whump, immortal whumpee, discrimination, villain whump
Immortal Cannon Fodder
Masterlist part 2 - character profiles, character asks
Phoenix, an immortal hero, joins a team that hurts them and uses them as cannon fodder. But their teammates are only doing what's necessary to help them all survive. Phoenix's regular sacrifices are necessary. And it's not like they've got anywhere else to go anyway.
It takes the arrival of Kai, a wolf-shifter and telekinetic, to help them see what's going on. But a friendship and a promised eventual transfer can't fix everything.
Contains: hero whump, abuse, past abuse, immortal whumpee
MD-264N
When MD-264N, the government's best weapon, runs to avoid being decommissioned and collapses on the doorstep of a small ragtag team of rebels, it's a surprise to everyone. But despite resistance, the weapon, now known as Morgan, starts to find their place, and the rebels soon find that they'll do anything to keep them free.
Contains: living weapon, found family, dehumanisation/self dehumanisation, team dynamics, reluctant caretaker (not the main caretaker), recovery whump, caretaker whump, disabled caretaker (forearm amputee)
Operation Badger
In the year 2037, Earth is invaded by the Stex. 14 years later, superpowers start appearing in teenagers, and are apparently humanity's best defence against the aliens. What is Earth Security to do but train these people up as weapons?
Contains: sci-fi, living weapons, team whump, multiple whumpees, minor whump, aliens, disabled character
Out of the Frying Pan
Five years ago Elis, former bodyguard and weapon of Lord Wulfric, was rescued from a fiery death by Col and Sæwin. He now lives in relative peace with them in Sorestan, a peace that's abruptly disrupted after an unwelcome visitor brings his past colliding with the present.
Contains: medieval whump, fantasy elements, living weapon
Out of the Water
Túathal, a merman, is captured and kept prisoner by pirates for his valuable scales. While Robyn, the youngest of the crew and not very popular, takes care of him, the others only bother with his scales (and anything that makes their extraction easier). Especially James. And once the rest of the pirates discover that Robyn and Túathal have become fond of each other, things only get worse.
Whumpee is captured by a Whumper who wants to teach them survival skills. Painfully.
Contains: survival skills whump, sadistic whumper
The Greatest Show on Earth
Damon and Pythias are an unwilling two-person sideshow act in The Greatest Show on Earth, Pythias forced to kill Damon multiple times a day for the entertainment of paying circus patrons. Damon has been in captivity since birth, Pythias not quite so long (although certainly long enough), and they're both ready to get out.
But the outside world is even trickier to navigate than they imagined.
Contains: non-human whumpees, multiple whumpees, immortal whumpee, lady whump, circus whump, public whump, captivity, recovery whump, temporary character death (both implied and shown at times), guilty whumpee, whumpee as caretaker
Other writing:
Non-series whump masterlist
Miscellaneous writing, art and graphics
Fanfic/fanart (AO3)
BBC Merlin, Good Omens, Doctor Who, The Sandman, The Murderbot Diaries
"Oh no, you don't want that one. It's set to be decomissioned, it's defective. Killed it's last two handlers."
Handler's eyes focus between the bars of the cage, taking in the cuffs, the muzzle, the defiant posture. LW stares back, blank faced, save for the lightest spark of hate in their eyes.
Emaciated Villain Used as Entertainment at a Hero's Party Part 12
Warnings: self-degredation, viewing oneself as a "pet", emaciation, muscle fatigue
If you like this series so far, I 100000% recommend also reading the fanfic Party Animal that was written by the legend called @madmarsii.
🌷 anon, I know you've been waiting for this a long time, so here you ho!! :D
"Does that feel better?" She asked, trying not to get flustered with how Villain was looking at her.
"Mhm," Villain sighed with a wobbly smile, his body relaxing with the slight relief her actions brought. His head was still pulsing in time with his heartbeat, but the cold felt nice on his skin.
Thoughts were fuzzy and swimming sluggishly in his head; hard to articulate. He could feel Hero's gaze on him, and his instincts told him to stay alert and ready to serve her in whatever way she asked of him, but the feverish pain was slipping away, allowing his mind to calm and switch into recovery mode, shutting his conscience down to rest. He was grateful for the tiny mercies she was continuously allowing him.
And right before his consciousness faded altogether, he decided that this was someone he would do anything for.
Anything to not be returned to Superhero.
Anything to continue being treated like this.
He'd dance with all of his broken body and force his starved muscles to work again like he'd done at the party for just one more second of this.
When he awoke, Hero wasn't with him. But that was okay. Villain scolded himself for faintly hoping she would be, as if he had any entitlement whatsoever to her time and care. How selfish of him to think like that!
He struggled to sit up, only managing it on the fourth attempt, breathing heavily and doubled over on himself. Then he looked over the side of the bed to see Hero lying there. On the floor.
So that's where she was.
But... why would she give him, a lowly life form, a nice bed to sleep on, and not extend to herself the same comfort? Villain couldn't wrap his head around it.
Hero was asleep, so maybe he could get some things done in the meantime to be useful. To show her he was worth keeping. That saving him from Superhero wasn't a mistake.
Every tiny movement sent ripples of pain through Villain's wrecked body, but he gritted his teeth and pushed through it, swinging his legs over the side of the bed to stand up. He bit back a shriek of agony when his weight left the mattress, and almost collapsed on the spot if his flailing hand hadn't caught the bedpost to steady himself.
From there he took a minute to simply breathe; a minute to assess himself, his free arm wrapped around his midsection.
Everything hurt. From his scalp to the nail beds of his toes. However… the food he'd eaten yesterday had returned tiny wisps of strength to his emaciated body; it was enough for him to work with. He hoped.
Well, he sure as heck wasn't going to be caught slacking off when Hero awoke. Not if there was even a small chance of him being capable of work. The potential punishment of continuing to stay in bed was simply too much to risk. He could earn Hero's favor if he got stuff done... hopefully. With Superhero, he was expected to make himself useful the instant he was physically capable of it. Why would Hero expect any less of him?
So, with newfound determination, he pushed himself to stand upright -- swaying unsteadily, but managing not to fall. Slowly, he put one foot in front of the other, silently edging around where Hero was sleeping on the floor to limp out of the room and find something productive to do.
"i really need to sit down," whumpee says. the heat of the day and the hard work they're doing is getting to them.
"that's the fourth time you've said that today. haven't you had enough breaks?"
"we're all hot and tired, whumpee."
whumpee decides they're right. maybe they're overreacting. they're about to say as much and get back to work, but suddenly, the nausea and faint feeling washes over them again, and they waver.
"whumpee?"
they stagger to the side, catching themself on the nearest support, and choke up the water they've been trying to drink. they haven't had anything to eat--haven't been hungry. someone rushes to ease them to the ground, where they may or may not be a little hazy in consciousness for a moment.
Perpetually grumpy whumpee, but caretaker doesn’t care because they think whumpee’s pouty-ness is cute?
#401
content: uhhh
"Stop that," Whumpee said, that perpetual scowl on their face.
"Stop what?" Caretaker asked.
"Fidgeting with your pen. It's annoying."
Caretaker looked down at their hand. Sure enough, they were fidgeting again. They couldn't help it.
"Sorry," they said anyway, trying to stop.
"You keep doing this. You keep saying you'll stop and then you don't."
Caretaker laughed a little.
"What are you laughing at? I'm berating you!"
"Yeah, yeah..." Caretaker smiled at them. They didn't mind being 'berated'. Whumpee continuing to pout and be grumpy was probably the highlight of their day. It was just so... adorable. They would've lied if they said they didn't do things sometimes intentionally to piss them off a little. "Sorry."
"Stop apologising when you don't mean it."
"How do you know I don't?"
"It's written all over your stupid grin."
Caretaker tried to stifle it — in vain.
"I can't be in a room with you," Whumpee said, suddenly standing up.
"No, wait! Wait, I'm sorry, okay? I really am. See? I'm not smiling."
Whumpee looked back at them, grumpy and pouty and scowling and Caretaker wanted to grab them and squeeze their little cheeks. They refrained from doing that.
"Fine," Whumpee muttered, sitting back down. "Just stop with the pen."
Defiant Whumpee is slouching against the concrete wall, covered in fresh bruises and blood. They don't have the energy to move at all and everything hurts. Still, they didn't break. They didn't give a kick during the beating. Didn't scream. Didn't cry. Didn't beg. Didn't make a single sound.
It's driving Whumper crazy that they can't get a reaction out of Whumpee. After yet another unsuccessful torture session they storm out of the basement. In their anger they don't pay attention to the low doorframe and bang their head against it, hard. "Ahh!" They yell out.
Whumpee chuckles.
Whumpee chuckles.
The first sound that Whumper gets out of Whumpee, and it's a chuckle of amusement because of Whumper's pain.
Whumper sees red. They turn around, more enraged than they have ever been in all their life.
"Oh you're gonna regret this," they snarl, an almost murderous look in their eyes.
Whumpee quickly whipe the smirk from their face, willing their eyes not to betray what they feel deep inside.
his strength comes from kindness or compassion and empathy and hes softer around the edges
They dont have to be the "macho man" and they arent "less of a man" because they have a quieter presence or personality or act in a way deemed traditionally feminine ( the parent friend, healer, crybaby type ect)
I wish we got more fictional protagonists like this bc it genuinely so peak
whumper putting their fingers down whumpee's mouth while raping their lower half in order to train their gag reflex away for when whumpee's head will be between whumper's legs in a few hours.
Whumper leaving non-permanent marks on whumpee - 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
One character is being held with a gun to their head. The enemy demands the whumpee to drop their weapon, and let them go, or they'll shoot the hostage.
The whumpee has played this game before.
So the whumpee challenges the enemy, and turns the gun on their own head with a challenging look. They're tired. So, so tired.
It shocks the enemy enough for it to work.
(No the whumpee does not want to talk about it after de-brief. )
Pet whumpee for sale who's been passed by for days because they're so obviously traumatized. Nobody appreciates a pet who flinches and whimpers upon being touched. What's the point?
Except Carewhumper, who's been looking for this exact thing. Carewhumper embracing Whumpee and holding them close even as their breath hitches in panic, gently stroking their hair. Carewhumper murmurs so gently to them as they tremble.
"There, see? It's not so bad. It's not so bad, is it? Shh, shh... it's all right. Look at you, you're so pretty. Shh. It's all right. You want to be good for me, don't you? I'm going to take such good care of you."
Thinking about a villain with hypnosis powers. Maybe I’ll write a real tidbit about this but for now, just thinking about a villain with hypnosis powers. Hero is known as one of the few with a willpower strong enough to stand up to them. Until one day, one day when hero is especially vulnerable. They just had a fight with their team, maybe over a misunderstanding, maybe something small that spiraled out of control, maybe a true deal breaking difference in morals. It doesn’t matter, all that matters is that hero is alone, crying in an alleyway and villain approaches them. They’re too hurt, too emotionally exhausted to fight back this time. They slump into villains comforting embrace. And next time their team sees them, they’re villain’s pet.
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