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they/them • 21+ only pls (nsf)whump reblogs ⚠️general noncon warning⚠️

[bonesbeetle]

don';t ever explore your emotions through fiction this shit is scary

[scumashling]

This is like the bajillionth time I've beat this dead horse but while I generally consider myself neutral (with perhaps a slight profic leaning) wrt the pro/anti debate, I will say I am inherently deeply suspicious of any space/community in which attraction to children/adult eroticism around children is treated with celebration or is positioned as a nobly defiant and uniquely suppressed form of sexuality and even more deeply suspicious of people who see others engaging in this behavior and who's main (and often only) concern is censorship. Apparently some people consider this to be purity culture but I do not feel it is an unreasonable position. Yes this includes if the people doing this are survivors themselves.

[valtsv]

sorry i'm basic but i love the act of killing someone for the first time as a metaphor for sexual violence

[valtsv]

loss of virginity as a social construct representing the loss of innocence, phallic weapons penetrating flesh and being withdrawn stained with blood, guilt manifesting as a feeling of uncleanliness that can't be washed away, the cultural associations of both your first kill and first sexual encounter with achieving manhood/maturity, hesitation or refusal to participate being met with coercion and mockery. you know what it is.

[grimpact]

"hey, it's okay... don't cry... it's just the tip, baby, i promise." as i place the point of my knife right below your sternum.

[whatiswrongwithecstasy]

Whump Prompt #8

CW: briefly implied/suggested non-con

Give me a religious Whumpee. A Whumpee who was raised in religion, but never made the faith their own—until Whumper entered their life.

And now, whether they've been trafficked, or enslaved, abducted, or trapped in an abusive relationship, they turn to God in desperation. Prayer, singing hymns (even if quietly/privately), if the dynamic with Whumper allows, maybe even begging for the Holy Book/for it to be read to them. They defend their religion in the face of Whumper's mockery, and sometimes it brings them a feeling of peace, comfort, or companionship—as if a god or angel were there with them.

And eventually, they are rescued. But their rescuer is vehemently anti-religion, and anti-god—believing that any god would be the author of pain, death, suffering.

[warmth-in-the-darkness]

(trying this even though I don't write this sorta stuff, uh, ever! but this hit a certain part of me :'D)

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"...How could you say that?" Whumpee breathed. "How could you... say that?!"

"Oh c'mon, Whumpee," Rescuer scoffed. "If there is a god, why would they allow that to happen to you?" They gestured broadly to Whumpee's fading bruises and half-healed scars. "If God is loving, why would He let you go through that? Why would He leave you there?"

"They didn't leave me!" Whumpee said. "I-I can't speak for God but I have to believe that They were there with me! That They gave me the strength to survive!" They clung to their bruised arms, marred with shackles scars. "How could you say such things? How could you say that God could be so cruel?"

"Well then how'd you get in that position, huh?" Rescuer said. "How'd you get all those scars?"

"The sin of an individual," Whumpee insisted. "The combined sins of individuals, feeding off each other like rot. B-but the Garden doesn't bear rotten fruit. I-I entered the Garden to survive the rot. Y-you have... no right! ... to say that that is wrong." Whumpee felt a sort of righteous anger burning inside them, a desire to defend their faith - and themself.

Rescuer let out a frustrated breath. "You were in a horrible, desperate, painful situation. You weren't thinking straight. And if there is a god... He put you in that position just so you would pray to Him. He's an egotistical abusive bastard."

"Or maybe humankind has free will, and sometimes that free will includes hurting others," Whumpee said. "Sometimes God stands waiting for us, ready to help us up. A-all we have to do is accept-"

Rescuer huffed, "God didn't get you out of that situation, I did. You did. You had the strength to do that."

"Strength that I wouldn't have had if not for Them," Whumpee insisted.

"Ugh, enough of this!" Rescuer nearly cried, throwing their hands up in exasperation. "Stop hinging your survival on some fairytale! You survived, all on your own! Don't you dare short-change yourself on the count of pleasing some ancient storyteller's fantasy."

Whumpee flinched, clinging to themself. They began muttering, hands slowly clasping around their necklace - one of the first things they'd bought with money Rescuer had given them, "Lord my God, I take refuge in you- Save and deliver me from all who pursue me- Or they will tear me apart like a lion, and rip me to pieces with no one to rescue me."

Rescuer's face slowly dropped as they recognized the words.

"My shield is God Most High, who saves the upright in heart. God is a righteous judge-"

It was the Psalm they used to stand up to Whumper.

[whatiswrongwithecstasy]

Yes!

[whumpologyy]

also thinking about Vienna going on a walk or something with Zander (or anyone) in recovery and all of a sudden she stops in her tracks. And he's like ???? and she's like "look!"

and down in the crack of the sidewalk there's a tiny flower blooming. something most people would have just walked over and not noticed. and she's smiling down at it.

and he just smiles like, oh. there you are.

[cepheusgalaxy]

My ocs are so awesome and beautiful

Everybody wants to hear about my ocs

I know my oc's lore and can put it coherently into words

My ocs are amazing

I can always give them more Issues and Tribulations

Everybody loves my oc's Issues and Tribulations

My ocs are the most beautiful blorbos on earth

I can make their life worse

[the-vault-is-open]

[Caretaker] could feel the cold barrel of a gun pressing on his neck.

*Tell me why," [Team leader] asked, rage and despair still evident on his voice as he tries very hard to keep it together. "Tell me why I shouldn't finish you off. When you clearly didn't give [Whumpee] the same grace."

"I can help."

"Like you helped her?"

[Caretaker] didn't flinch when the barrel dug deeper. They kept their posture still, firm. Years of priming as a living weapon had long ago melted whatever fear of death they could have had, once a time. They knew there were so many worse things than death.

"You have no idea what [Whumper] was capable of—And. I. Can. Help."

When the pistol whip came, they simply took it. It didn't knock them out. It was angry, and clumsy. It was desperate. [Caretaker] thought about death. When was the last time they had been afraid? When [Whumpee] took them in and nursed them back to health against her team wishes? When [Whumper] came knocking, trying to retrieve what he claimed was his own?

When they had seen the desperation on [Whumpee]'s eyes as they stood guarding [Whumper], watching each punch, each kick and each scream—

Yeah. That had been fear. Strange to feel fear, especially for someone else.

All they could do now, was roll with the hit and wait. They allowed the momentum to help them roll sideways, ending up facing down the barrel of a gun. [Leader]'s eyes were cold behind the barrel. But it wasn't what really caught their attention. What caught their attention was [Whumpee]'s body, still and deathly pale. [Medic] was resting a hand on [Teammate]'s shoulder as he rested his head on her chest.chest. Good. Good. She shouldn't be cold. Specially now. From this angle, they couldn't see her face.

[Leader] took the safety off. Maybe he would go through with the threat, after all.

"You have to keep her warm. Specially during the first 48 hours." It was a shame, really, they would have liked to see her face one last time. But it figures this was as good as they were gonna get.

"She's dead. Gone. Did [Whumper] fuck up with your head so bad you don't understand what you do? What you did?"

[Caretaker] ignored him. His eyes still focused on [Whumpee]. Not long now.

"—Her memory could be affected, but it should wear off in less than a week. She had two broken ribs before, multiple bruises, two broken fingers—"

"What the fuck are you--"

It was [teammate] that noticed first. Shooting his head up and grabbing [Medic]'s arm.

"[Leader]? [Leader]!"

"Seizures, fever, anemia can be a side effect " Despair gave room to a glimmer of confusion with something else on [Leader]'s face, as they answered back to the [Medic] that had sprung to action.

"Talk to me, [Medic]."

"I got a pulse. [Whumpee]? Can you hear me?"

"That's not," [Leader] shot his head back, disbelief dripping on his voice. Weapon lowering for a second. "That's not possible. I took her vitals, I checked--" He stammered. "What did you do? [Caretaker] what did you do?"

"As I said, I can help."

[whumpybones]

You know how sometimes is movies, when character B hits they're head or wakes up from passing out, and character A will be asked character B questions to see how confused they are. And character A will ask something like "what's the most poisonous flower in North Carolina" or something, and character B will be like "I don't know." And character A will celebrate because character B never knew that.

It's really funny when it's done right, anyway, imagine that scenario but gruff caretaker towards whumpee.

"How many people climb Everest a year?" Gruff caretaker asks

"..I don't know..."

"Well, you didn't know that before, so you're fine." they say with a shrug

[lifenconcepts]

Whump tropes/prompts I love, part 5 of 10.

Whumpee unaware that they are experiencing deprevation from air while up high in the mountains or a plane with a broken air system. Whumpee not understanding why they are suddenly much slower and it is harder to think, other character trying to communicate with them, perhaps even over radio, and yet whumpee knows all the right words to get them to stop worrying. They speak on automation, move on instinct, and slowly start to lose sense of what is going on.

They don't question anything, don't raise alarm bells, don't panic. Because they do not notice. Hypoxia is setting in and they feel no different. Maybe they're just tired, well possibly, they hadn't slept very well today they slept for 9 hours, and they probably forgot to eat again they ate 2 hours before, and it's just another dizzy spell that's probably going to leave in a few moments anyways.

Whumpee just not realising they are getting heat stroke, either. Maybe they're on a beach, sunbathing. It could be that there's some sort of sunflare going on, and that's why the sun feels much hotter. Maybe they just don't want to take off their comfort jacket off while it's summer time. It's not that bad, it's just a bit warm! They've been in saunas before, experiences warmer weather, they're just being whiney.

They start to grow weaker, dizzy, and a bit confused. Their speach slurs, limbs grow heavy, and they can't seem to realise what is wrong. They assume they are tired, it's usually that. They don't go to the shade. They take a sip of water and fall asleep under the baking sun. They don't notice their skin fever-hot nor how the world seems to tilt. It's just exhaustion, they tell themselves. Up until they are found with a thready pulse akin to a dying bird in the jaws of a jaguar.

They're shifted upright, shaken awake, but they don't respond. Their eyes weakly pry open and yet their mouth is slack and slightly open, breathing coming in very strained and slow inhales - as if they can't seem to get enough no matter how deep they breathe. The whumpee collapsing in another's arms as they just can't muster up the strength to move, their body slowly breaking down as cells die and their brain is going haywire at the sudden rise in temperature and lack of oxygen, trying helplessly as it is boiled alive, as people quickly rush and panic and call any service that might be able to help right now.

[w4nd3r3r123456]

Yall ever see someone so hurt the only thing you can do is pray for their death?

Caretaker not knowing how to heal or help Whumpee and so they try "putting them down".

Maybe its a CareWhumper who's convinced themselves that there is no "getting better" for Whumpee and it's their fault so that makes it their responsibility to end the suffering.

[midnights-dragon]

In case anyone is having a bad night

(The best of this post and its reblogs, but with links that work)

Here is a website where you can scroll down to all the different levels of the ocean 

Here is a website where you can see the future of the universe

Here is a website where you can press a ‘make everything okay’ button, over and over, until things really are okay

Here is a website that you can read if you feel like a burden

Here is a website where you can look at strobe illusions (TW strobe/flashing)

Here is a website where you can cut stuff up (TW blood/sh)

Here and here are websites where you can play with sand

Here is a website where you can draw with macaroni and other fun foods

Here is a website where you can paint someone’s nails

Here is a website where you can grow a garden with emojis

Here is a website with hundreds of videos of people hugging you (rightfully dubbed ‘the nicest place on the internet’ because it really is, y’all, it made me cry)

Here is a website that will take you to other useless websites

Here is a website where you can make a tiny cat play bongo drums (and other instruments!)

Here is a website to help give you gentle reminders <3

Here is a website where you can grow a tiny farm

Here is a website where you can take a bunch of scientific personality tests

Here is a website of calm rain noise

Take a breath. It’s going to be okay, I promise.

[mushroombea]

gosh this is sensory heaven I just had to reblog it

[sirswooshnoodles]

Here is a website that is just gifs of rotating sandwiches, there are many kinds of sandwiches to see spin slowly!

[w4nd3r3r123456]

heyyy so i've been scrolling through whump prompts for over and hour now and i couldn't find ONE with whumpee having their arms hanging over their head, and i seriously need ideas for my fic, can u help me??

I can definitely try my best :P

For some short prompts:

Whumper dangling Whumpee over a dangerous pool of liquid.

Maybe Whumpee attacked Whumper, and now he intends on punishing them by pulling them up high enough that their arms snap?

A Whumpee who will find a way to get out of any cage or cell unless their hands are away from the rest of their body

Whumper hanging them up to give them a few lashes (Whip)

A human punching bag

Whumper always keeping a rope around whumpee's wrists, making sure it's looped through a hook on the ceiling, and using it to threaten Whumpee. (EX. If you don't let me do "XYZ" while i'm showing you mercy, I'll hang you and do it anyways)

Hanging them by their arms so they can't cover themselves when Whumper want's them displayed ( to guests or even Whumpee's own friends or teammates)

Hanging Whumpee by the wrists so they can be "explored" properly

A Satanic cult who hangs Whumpee as a part of a ritual, it can symbolize divine ascension.

Constantly pulling Whumpee's bindings to higher them, and then drop them onto something

Whumpee being Hung by electric cords that shoot currents into them at random, Whumper cooing about how they squirm around like an insect.

Whumpee being hung as some sort of bait?

OMG, WHUMPEE BEING HUNG FOR HARVEST BY SOME SORT OF INHUMAN WHUMPER, THE SAME WAY THEY DO AT SLAUGHTER HOUSES

Whumpee begging to be let down as their arms to get numb, only for Whumper to release some sort of animal, beast, insane Whumper 2, into the cell and Whumpee now begging to be pulled higher, even if it means dislocating their arms.

Whumper hanging them so they can't move when they're being branded.

Sorry these aren't the best😅. Best of Wishes on your fics!!!

[mxrr0rball]

whumpee who takes recovery like a challenge.

whumpee who views each milestone like a mission they have to achieve. they know caretaker wants to see them better and the last thing whumpee wants is to disappoint them. they set goals and achieve them efficiently, doing nothing more than ticking mental boxes in a checklist of what they think caretaker wants -- no actual internal change is happening. in fact, they're doing the opposite of recovering, because all of this is just reaffirming their fucked up mindset. they perform their recovery.

for example, a ex living weapon seeing caretaker as a new handler, so they study how caretaker wants them to act. they learn that while their last handler liked them to be seen not heard, caretaker likes to have conversations with them during breakfast, so whumpee makes sure to prepare conversation starters and safe things to say for each morning. while their last handler liked to punish them, caretaker doesnt like to do that and doesnt want to see whumpees wounds, so they take it upon themselves to punish themselves quietly in their own room in places caretaker wont see. while their last handler didn't like for whumpee to have any nonproductive hobbies, caretaker likes to see whumpee enjoying things, so they pick up a hobby they think caretaker will like and make sure to practice as much as possible.

and it works, for a while -- caretaker is happy to see them doing better. everything is well.

until whumpee fails to keep up the act. maybe they accidentally reveal a wound or maybe they say something that tips caretaker off. all whumpee can say is, "i thought this is what you wanted?" and caretaker, horrified, responds, "i wanted you to get better, whumpee. i thought you were better."

and whumpee is confused and hurt. they thought they were doing good. they dont understand what they did wrong. it's okay, they'll just try harder this time.

[defire]

I did it in love

Content: implied noncon, noncon touch, restraints

"You didn't like it?" Whumper's hand tickles the swollen flesh around the bindings on whumpee's ankle.

Whumpee twitches away, voice hoarse and broken.

"Are you deaf? I told you to take your hands off me like a hundred times!"

"No, I heard you begging for me to stop, but you don't understand... I did it because I love you..." Their hands slide up whumpee's trembling legs.

Whumpee grimaces in disgust, letting their head drop back onto the pillow and trying not to feel the hand smoothing across their naked, sweaty back.

"You'll understand..." Whumper's fingers catch a tear rolling down whumpee's nose, wiping it away with their thumb. "We'll do it until you understand, don't worry."

"No no, I understand!" Whumpee's eyes fly open, desperately turning to whumper, voice barely controlled. "I understand. I swear."

"Then let's do it again." Whumper smiles. "And this time, try to enjoy it. Let me love you, whumpee."

[justbreakonme]

Tumblr has eaten this ask like three or four times every time I’ve tried to post it with an addition so I’m posting it like this for now.

I absolutely love team dynamics in whump.

I also love it when Whumpee takes the blame. Leader’s back was turned, it was just them in the room, they’re up and over by their teammate in silent seconds, so that when Leader turns around, they’re apologizing, saying it slipped, braced to take the hit. Both Leader and Teammate are confused, Leader could tell it wasn’t Whumpee who had done it, but neither knew why they would lie?

[succubusboyfriend]

literally just start posting about your OCs. you don’t even have to “properly” introduce them just make them a dedicated tag, tag them on posts that remind you of them, and then start talking about them like everyone’s supposed to already know who they are. i am not joking when i say this method works.

[succubusboyfriend]

AND CRUCIALLY NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR TALKING ABOUT THEM. IF YOU DO NOT LOVE YOUR CREATIONS ENTHUSIASTICALLY AND UNAPOLOGETICALLY THEN WHY SHOULD ANYONE ELSE!!!!!