Amatuer Whumper

New to whump but happy to be here!

[seetheothersideofparadise]

Hello, you can call me Atlas! They/He/She!

I'm really into Whump so I wanted to create a blog where I could write and share for it as well as engage in the community so this is that!

I do take requests for experimenting with different Whump Prompts! I don't do NSFW though, not my thing.

Some of my favorite Whump Tropes:

Whumpee Become Whumper

Whumper Become Whumpee

Pet Whump

Vampire Whump

Defiant Whumpee

Obedient Whumpee

Scared Whumpee

Sensory Deprivation

Chains and Other Restraints

Torture And The Aftermath

Hurt With Eventual Really Soft Comfort

Heavy Angst With A Happy Ending

Superhero/Supervillain Whump

Dehumanization and Healing From It

Elf Whump

Angel Whump

Demon Whump

General Non-Human Whump

Masterpost of Series Masterposts, One Shots, Prompts, and other such below!

Series So Far:

Pretty Fangs- The Main Human Whumper has trained many Pet Vampires, but the most recent one is special. He plans on keeping it for himself. (Pet Vampire Whumpee, Human Whumper, and a decent amount of worldbuilding.)

An Unfair Transaction- Two Sadistic Whumpers who are dating each other are obsessed with the Whumpee, and decide to take him in order to make things more interesting. (Multiple Sadistic Whumpers, Scared Captive Whumpee, and their time together.)

The King Will Fall (Masterpost Will Come Later)- A Trainer of Pet Whumpees finds himself targeted by someone of the same profession looking to stand out by taking on a challenge: Training a Trainer. (Whumper Turned Whumpee, Pet Whump, and some twists and turns along the way.)

Current One Offs & Whump Concepts:

Making Up For Valentine's Day- Hero and Civilian's Valentine Day is ruined when Villain's latest attack has Civilian injured and hospitalized. However, Hero has a way of making up for it. Civilian gets involved later. Villain does not have a good time. (Hero and Civilian Whumper, Villain Whumpee, Electrocution.)

The Thief And The Tiny- Thief was just trying to rob some rich person’s house but accidentally picks up a jewelry box with Tiny inside. (Tiny Whump & Accidental Kidnapping.)

Prompts:

Defiant Whumpee Vs A Task Meant To Make Them Fail

Whumper Escapes From Prison

Proximity Shock Collar

Shapeshifter Whumper

Flavors of Hero Whumper

[seetheothersideofparadise]

Hypothetically. If I did a Choose-Your-Own-Adventure Whump Story using the poll features and had the ‘Player Character’ be the Whumper where y’all get to collectively choose what you do to your whumpee(s?), what type of Whumper y’all are, and some story and such, would people be interested?

Interest In Being The Whumper In A CYOA Story?

I am absolutely interested and would participate!

I have some interest in seeing where it would go and would maybe participate!

Not really my cup of tea!

Voting ended onMar 13, 2023

[emmettnet]

Shelter Pet AU: Option 10

(Option 9: Should you accept Cassius' PetCam?)

You want Dirk's opinion on this.

You show your pet the picture Cassius sent you and tell him about Cassius' offer. You reassure him that even though you don't think you would need a PetCam for him, you're wondering if you should get one for Logan.

The look on Dirk's face is surprisingly disturbed.

"I…wouldn't recommend taking one from Cassius, Master. Or really anyone who offers you something that they bought at a really low price, especially if it's technology. The safest thing to do is buy it yourself directly from the store."

He has a fair point. But you point out that you can't afford to buy your own yet, and really, what would be unsafe about getting it from Cassius? He's only looking out for you and the pets.

Dirk doesn't seem to agree.

"I'm not trying to question your judgment, Master. But you should know that Logan was the only pet who had a PetCam in his crate, and Cassius owned it. Going to that kind of extreme makes me wonder if he might still be trying to keep an eye on Logan, without telling you."

CRASH!

Dirk startles at the sound. You think it came from the basement, which is quite surprising, since you remember locking the door to the basement. Did an animal get in through the garage or something?

"I can go investigate for you, Master, so you can keep working," Dirk offers generously. But should you send him off on his own, or see the problem for yourself?

How are you going to investigate?

I can trust Dirk go on his own. He'll call if he needs me.

Dirk can come with me. I might need back up.

It's probably nothing. I'm just gonna ignore it unless it happens again.

I'll go and Dirk can stay here. I don't want him getting hurt.

I'M RUNNING OUT OF THE HOUSE WITH DIRK. IT'S OBVIOUSLY HAUNTED.

I'm calling Cassius. Logan's obviously getting into trouble and he should know.

Dirk is somehow to blame for this, so I'm scolding him first before checking.

Voting ended onMar 12, 2023

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Shelter Pet AU Taglist:

@whumpsday @thebluejayswhump @mothmxwhump @pigeonwhumps @nowjustanothermain2notjudge @mikaelaix @secretwhumplair @nyooom @heavenly-whumper @cowboy-anon @bones-arent-real @hollowgast1 @whumptier @whumpinthepot @goronska @prettyboysincollars @we-were-so-beautiful @dead-ofthe-knight @whump-in-the-cadillac

[seetheothersideofparadise]

Stares at my many Whump Series ideas… I should focus on the ones I got… So many ideas, so little time… Plus I have a whole BTHB… Why does everything I make extend to a series…

[painsandconfusion]

9 - Hospitality

[Previous | Masterpost]

Your heart pounds against your ribs. Frantic.

Wrong.

This is wrong.

Your muscles are twitching and anxious to run.

The moment Harrison touches you, you snap. You send an elbow up into his jaw and tear away, trying to make it back up the hall.

It doesn’t last long.

Fingers clutch at your elbow as you run, bruising in as they wrench you back.

A scream rips up your throat as you stumble back. Another hand grips your other elbow, dragging your back against Harrison’s chest.

Celine frown, stepping in front of you. Her eyes rake down your body. Displeased.

She grips your jaw, forcing your face up. “We were so hospitable to you, and you act like this??”

Harrison presses his face into your hair, breathing you in. “I think you owe me now.”

What do you do?

Kick her!!! Headbutt him!

Mindlessly struggle

Ask why they’re doing this.

Demand to be let go.

Relent. Say I’ll do whatever they want.

Other (tell me in the tags!)

Voting ended onFeb 18, 2023

(tag list: @whumpnonny @whumpsday @wormwriting @starlit-hopes-and-dreams @hidden-dreamland @a-whumped-tea @mirasorastone elvenfforestydd @shywhumpauthor @happy-little-sadist @kisaisacat @seetheothersideofparadise @fishtale88 @whump-and-other-things @winged-wolf-s-collection-of-arts @hiding-in-the-shadows @whumper-meg @whump-queen @heavenly-whumper @rainbows-and-whumperflies)

[kim-poce]

Let's make a collective whumpee

A single little poor meow meow that everyone in the community can hurt as they please.

Put other suggestion in the tags/replies (even the niche ones), I'll make several polls and I'll put the more voted option of the polls against each other later.

What are they?

Human

Vampire

Demon

Angel

Mermaid

Immortal

Fairy

Robot

Werewolf

Alien

Voting ended onFeb 23, 2023

[a-crumb-of-whump]

Content: Forced feeding, vampire whumpee, bad caretaker (their intentions are good but their actions are not)

Whumpee fought against Caretaker's grip the second they were pinned to the floor, their weakened state being no match for Caretaker's strength.

"Whumpee, you need to eat," Caretaker firmly insisted. They moved the vampire's wrists so they were pinned above their head before taking their chin into their hand, a frown curved on their face. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for doing this, but I can't let you starve."

"I'm not fucking feeding from you!" Whumpee spat as they squirmed and wriggled beneath them. As much as they hated it, tears began to well in their eyes. "I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to! Let me go!"

Instead of doing as they were asked, Caretaker scooted forward a little and rested their arm against Whumpee's mouth, eying them carefully with a frown. "I can sit here all day, Whumpee. Eat."

It felt like ages that Whumpee fought against them, pursing their lips tight and turning their head away. They were so scared of hurting Caretaker during the process.

However, it quickly became clear to Whumpee that Caretaker had no intention of letting go until they had fed. They had a firm grip on both their wrists and were straddling their waist, making it virtually impossible for them to escape.

So, with a small sob, they finally sunk their teeth into the flesh on Caretaker's arm, tears welling in their eyes as they began to slowly feed. It was so good.

"There we go," Caretaker murmured, gently carding their fingers through Whumpee's sweaty hair. They then wiped some of the tears from Whumpee's face, watching as the vampire looked up at them through wide, wet eyes. "Take as much as you need. It's okay."

[rorydrawsandwrites]

"I'd rather die than submit to you."

The whumpee, fairly new and fairly defiant, spits up at the whumper from the ground where they're kneeling. They half-expect to be hit, mocked, threatened or punished further for their declaration; instead the whumper looks pensive for a moment.

"Okay."

With nonchalant ease they pull out a gun. It stops inches away from the whumpee's quickly paling face, and as the safety clicks off the whumper relishes in silence their suddenly frantic backtracking.

[lumpsbumpsandwhumps]

[whumpadventureprompts]

Mistake

Whumpee has been working undercover, trying to win Whumper’s trust. They think they’re doing well - Whumper is friendly, they’ve hung out several times, and then Whumper invites them to dinner. Why would they invite them in if they were suspicious?

When Whumpee arrives, Whumper locks the door behind them and their friendly smile vanishes.

“I know what you’re doing here,” they say. “You and those who sent you are going to regret spying on me.”

[shywhumpauthor]

Mistake

My emergency drabble that I wrote months ago incase I was ever failing for content

Cw: implied torture, abuse, choking

Whumpee knew it the moment their hand was moving, but it was too late to pull back. They couldn’t remember what Whumper had said, their mind buzzing loudly with the hum of anger. All they knew was that something in them snapped, and their palm struck their captor across the face.

By the time they landed the blow, though, every ounce of that anger had died. Sputtered away to a cold, dark feeling that seized their chest.

Whumper didn’t move for a moment. Their head tossed to the side from the force of the blow, Whumpee wasn’t even sure they were breathing. It seemed as if everything in the room had frozen, the only thing moving was their heartbeat, thrumming rapidly in their chest. They could only hope it would still be beating after the hell Whumper would soon ensure.

Slowly, their kidnapper turned their head back towards them. Eyes unblinking, their glare dark. Not a glimpse of mercy behind the ice.

Whumpee didn’t apologize. Every instinct in their brain was screaming at them, that if never now would be the time to throw themself to their knees, plead and beg for a shred of forgiveness. Whumper had been trying so hard until that point to get them to kneel willingly, maybe they’d forget about their anger if they were to now.

No. Whumpee wasn’t going to cry, to apologize and remorse for an action they did not regret. The slap had been so deserved, any punishment that would follow could not quench the satisfaction. The only thing they regretted was not hitting them harder.

When Whumper squared up to them, they didn’t flinch. Their captor, a few inches difference in height feeling like many miles as Whumpee glared up, not dropping eye contact. When the hand lashed out, wrapping around their throat, they didn’t gasp or flinch back. They stood tall as the nails bit into their throat, fingertips bruising against their windpipe.

They knew what was to come would be the worst hell they’ve even endured, but they didn’t pull back.

They were sick of being afraid.

…

They wished they had cowered.

[hidden-dreamland]

late night doodle

tw: pet whump adjacent, demon whumper, intimate whumper, masochistic whumpee, whumpee is very attached to whumper, blood, bruises, cuts

@whump-queen really likes my new blorbo Deo, so i drew them holding him after hurting the little guy

[whitehairandblood]

Hey remember when I said there would be art on this account and then I posted art exactly once?

Well here's another one!

@whumpsday 's Kane & Jim series has to be one of the best whump stories out there, if not the best, so I knew I had to do something in it's honour. So here's my version of the lads :)

I actually didn't mean for Jim to look this tall, I just didn't want to move him once I was done lining the whole thing. Let's just all agree that it's metaphorical for how Kane views him, rather than my own lack of foresight 💀

[lonewhumper]

"Oh, how I've missed you, Whumpee..."

Whumpee whimpers, unable to make much noise at all when they're gagged like this, tied so tight they can't feel their fingers or toes.

Caretaker...where is Caretaker? Are they...alive? Did Whumper...?

Whumper smiles, pets through their hair, and says, "I know. You missed me, too. I know you did."

They kiss Whumpee's forehead, gently, and it's more terrifying than pain would have been.

"I promise," they say as tears start to drip down Whumpee's cheeks. "I won't ever let us be separated again. Not ever...again."

[straight-to-the-pain]

I just really love when their voice breaks from the pain, when they have to strain to get any words out and they’re interrupted by involuntary noises :’)

[coldresolve]

[dismemberment-on-a-tuesday-night]

sleep + guardian for ezra and christopher?

Sleep

TW: stalking reference, transphobia reference, creepy/intimate whumper

Ezra looked so peaceful.

In his sleep he didn't have the stressed facial expression Christopher had gotten used to in their short time together.

Christopher tucked a lock of hair behind Ezra's ear, revealing more of the handsome bronze face Christopher adored so much.

He adored every part of it. Soft round cheeks. Thick eyebrows. Aqualine nose. Thin lips. Long eyelashes. It was all so pleasing to look upon.

Christopher simply couldn't understand why no one in Ezra's old life ever seemed to appreciate him. He was perfect.

They called him Esther, oh how Christopher loathed that name. They forced him to work a retail job where he was verbally abused and worked near to death, but could still hardly afford basic necessities.

Doctors never listened to his basic requests for HRT. He was indebted to banks unworthy of his patronage. He couldn't afford his anxiety medications, nor any insurance which would cover them.

Christopher was taking much better care of him. Sure, Ezra was afraid of him. But that would pass as soon as he realized how much better off he was in Christopher's tender care.

Christopher kissed Ezra's forehead.

"Have pleasant dreams, my angel."

Guardian

TW: creepy/intimate whumper, referenced kidnapping

Christopher grabbed Ezra's hands, clasping them tightly within his own.

"Please believe me. I only mean the best."

"The best?" Ezra asked. "Really? Then why didn't you approach me normally? You could have messaged me on Tumblr or Twitter or Discord. You could have sat down across from me at the food court. Anything other kidnapping me."

"I really don't like your tone."

Ezra forced a placid smile to his face.

"I'm so sorry sir. But I want an explanation. Please."

Christopher embraced him. "Oh my darling Ezra. I didn't want to scare you off. I love you too much to have risked it. No one else ever appreciated you the way I do. I swear I will take care of your every need, emotional and physical."

Ezra melted into Christopher's hug. "I want to go home. Please sir. You could visit whenever you liked. I just want to go home."

"Home? Ezra, you are home. Our home. Do you really want to go back to that hell hole with your annoying roommates and leeching landlord? Or to that job with your boss who doesn't pay you basic dignity, and the customers who treat you as subhuman? You deserve so much more."

Ezra sobbed. "That isn't what I want sir. I-"

"I know," Christopher interupted gently. "You simply have the normal human desire for freedom. It will go away once you adjust. I promise."

I hope you like them ♡♡♡

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