#whumping

[pvtashby]

“Hey. Hey. There you are. Can you open your eyes for me? Yeah… there we go. Hey, no. No, stay with me.”

[theloveofwhump]

There’s a nerve shredding gasp, followed by the agonised scream of pain and torment.

Whumper forces Whumpee to count. If he doesn’t, he will start over.

The skin on Whumpee’s back parts open as the Whip slashes across skin with a loud cracking snap. Pain blossoms almost instantly, a burning electric fire races across his back and wraps round his ribs. The leather lash drawing blood from the wounds that ooze down his back. His throat is roar as he screams with abandon.

As he is whipped….. again …… and again… and again.

And Again.

Agony flares, muscles shred as he slumps in his bonds, wrists straining against the metal cuffs…… he has to keep going…. Keep counting…..

Nineteen… Twenty…. Twenty One…..

The radiating pain of lash upon lash, his shredded skin hanging raw from his back becomes too much.

He slumps sideways in his bonds, gray crowding his vision, but the pain continues from far away…

Twenty Six

Twenty Seven

“Twenty E.. Ei-g….”

A breathless laugh of pleasure. His tormentors glee.

“Ah, ah, ah, what a shame. So close and yet so far”.

CRACK…….

“One”

[casekek]

so sick of people being brought back to life and somehow sustaining ZERO brain damage from the lack of oxygen to the brain for a prolonged period of time??? no amnesia?? no stroke-like symptoms?? no loss of motor function??

give us REHAB and AFTER CARE and THERAPY post-resurrection!! like cmon. It’s not even about being realistic, it’s about giving the character a recovery arc which i know for a FACT 100% of the media consuming population on earth wants. come now

[thriftyshark530]

"whumpee, I'm so sorry" caretaker cries, pulling at their restraints as whumpee remains slumped across the room.

"it's ok, careta-"

"No, it's not ok, whumpee. I should've been there to protect you, and I'm so sorry that I wa-"

"stop.." whumpee whispers, picking their head up to glance at caretaker with a weak smile. "You're here now, that's all that matters"

The sound of approaching footsteps draws the attention of both prisoners to the direction of the opened cell door.

"Aw, were you two having a moment?" Whumper questions as they step into the light, slowly spinning a knife between their fingers.

"whumper, please." Caretaker begs, standing up and pulling against their restraints until their wrist are red. "Please just hurt me, whumpee can't take any mo-"

"Sh-sh-shh" whumper interrupts, never taking their focus off whumpee as they slowly approach their captive. Holding the tip of the knife, whumper gently places the handle underneath whumpees chin, forcing whumpee to look up at them. "You know, whumpee..." whumper whispers as they tuck whumee's matted hair behind their ear. "You really should listen to caretaker more, it's really not ok..."

Caretaker screams as whumper spins the knife around and slams the blade into whumee's abdomen.

[sporadicallysentient]

Musings

Favoured Whumpee clinging to Caretaker Whumpee when Whumper comes into the room, desperately digging their fingers into their shoulders and hiding their face in the crook of their neck.

Caretaker Whumpee hushing them and trying to calm their own breathing, prompting favoured Whumpee to follow them.

All the while staring straight into Whumper's eyes as they lean against the door, as the cruel person waits for what they know will come- what they had set up to be so.

And grinning triumphantly when Caretaker Whumpee mouths a plea to them behind Favoured Whumpee's head.

"After they're asleep... take me instead."

A quirked eyebrow, a mock bow and a wink, and the Whumper left the room to prepare.

[mirrormurmur]

Caretaker and Whumpee have a long, complicated and kind of hard relationship. Maybe Whumpee betrayed Caretaker in some way, maybe they broke the trust Caretaker had in them, maybe they used to be some sort of Whumper to Caretaker. Either way, Caretaker isn’t sure if they can truly trust Whumpee.

Then, the Whumping happened. Whumpee is broken, traumatised, possibly touched starved (definitely touch straved, this gets so delicious with touch starved whumpee). Just, they are absolutely not in a good spot, and they need a Caretaker. And Caretaker is the only person (for whatever reason) to do the job.

So now, Whumpee is lying there, broken on the floor, looking up at Caretaker, silently or loudly begging them not to leave them too, not to hurt them.

And Caretaker looks down at them, utterly conflicted whether they should help or not…

[how-the-powerful-fall]

Beating up my blorbo ❤️