This is All There Is

my whump blog. 18+ MINORS DNI

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About Me °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

My name is Ellis and I'm 25

I use any pronouns

I've loved whump as a trope for a long time. But I wasn't aware of the community until recently.

I'm currently writing an original story which is linked below. I'm not much of a writer, but I hope you enjoy!

That being said, this blog will most likely just be for reblogs.

Masterlist Below the Cut

Original Work: The Dollhouse

Synopsis: A Mysterious billionaire becomes obsessed with a homeless girl and abducts her. What follows are tales from their time together.

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Ocs

Mimi

Lorena

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Please note: The Dollhouse is not being written in any particular order. However, stories will be listed chronologically.

What's In A Name? Chapter One

What's In A Name? Chapter Two

What's In A Name? Chapter Three

What's In A Name? Chapter Four

Recaptured: Chapter One

Recaptured: Chapter Two

Recaptured: Chapter Three

Recaptured: Chapter Four

Recaptured: Chapter Five

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Playing house

"Did you enjoy your time with them?" Whumper asked, standing behind them with his hands on their shoulders. "Playing house?"

Whumpee didn't say a thing.

"You must've known it couldn't last," Whumper pressed, softly stroking the nape of their neck, curling a finger through their hair. "And even if you refused to see reality, they must have known."

A soft sound escaped in the back of Whumpee's throat. Yes, they had enjoyed their time with the team. They had nursed them back to health, they were kind and concerned, and gave them a place with them, unconditionally. But something always nagged in the back of their mind: they didn't belong there.

Whumper sat down next to them on the couch, nudging them along to sit in his lap. Which they did, reluctantly. Gentle hands molded them to a lazy position, back resting against the armrest, legs sprawled over his.

"This is where you belong," he whispered, lips brushing their cheek. A small drop of salt caught against them and Whumpee felt a smile forming.

"They'll... they'll come back for me," they hiccupped and tilted their head away, leaning against his chest.

"Oh, darling," he said, actual sympathy in his voice. "I don't think they will." He shifted them up a little, stretching his legs out under them and pressing them higher up against his shoulder.

"You were just a stray. You weren’t a member of the team. No matter how hard you tried. Your insistence must have annoyed them so much. I know how desperate you can be. It can be... overbearing. They must be glad that you're gone." He brushed a tear away. "Now, I am very happy to have you back."

Tears now streamed silently down their trembling chin.

"It's okay. They just don't understand, baby. Did they think you were just desperate to please? To earn your place among them? Always doing whatever they said as gratitude for taking you in?"

Whumpee shook their head in denial.

Whereas Whumper just smiled above them, twisting the knife with every word he spoke. "No, you’re right. It wasn’t in gratitude, now was it? It was fear. Pure fear that they would send you away if you didn’t. Punish you if you didn’t. You may think that being away from me sets you free but… well, I think this was a valuable lesson.”

"You're the one who is playing house," Whumpee muttered darkly, the earlier words still stung.

"What was that?"

They flinched at the sudden hard shift in tone, but looked up and repeated their words. "It's true. You want me to be your puppet in your dollhouse, caught in your strings. Forcing me to do as you say, behave as you say. You can't keep me here forever."

“And who do you think will keep me from doing just that? Your band of heroes?” he sneered, his smug words turning mocking.

"They saved m--"

"They found you. Just a chance meeting snooping around my compound. And not finding anything useful, they decided to take you with them, hoping to use you, see what they could learn from you. And you gave them nothing but trouble. They won’t come back for you.”

Whumpee opened their mouth to retort the harsh words, but a single finger on their chin shut them up. His finger moved over their lips in a shushing gesture and Whumper continued in a more morose tone:

“Stealing from me and now they have the gall to return damaged goods.”

“Wha—?” Whumpee looked up at those words, hurt and confused. “Damaged? What do you mean damaged? They didn’t hurt me!”

“A few weeks with them and suddenly you’re talking back.”

He shoved their legs aside and let them fall back against the couch as he roughly stood and walked across the room. “All that time and effort… and now I have to start all over again.” He rummaged about and when he turned, Whumpee froze when they saw he was holding a whip.

“But we both know we’ll get back to where we were…” He let the tip of the whip fall to the ground. “Easily.”

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Tag: @firewheeesky @myfriendcallsmeasickwoman19 @hold-back-on-the-comfort @whumpawink @painsandconfusion

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"My hope was that you would submit to me willingly, that you would love me enough to allow me to use you as I saw fit.

Of course you would still cry and beg for me to stop. But in the end, you would trust me enough to know that I would never do anything to hurt you permanently. That everything I do to you is out of love.

We'll get to that point someday, sweetheart. I promise. But in the meantime, I'm happy to take you by force."

[whumpshaped]

“You’re in trouble”

“Huh? Why?”

“Why shouldn’t you be?”

"You're in trouble."

"Huh? Why?"

"Why shouldn't you be?"

Whumpee sucked in a breath, thought of all the shit they'd done even just that day, and nodded. "So you know."

Whumper's eyebrow shot up. "So you did do something."

"Wait, I thought you knew—"

"No, no. I'll hear you out. What are you in trouble for?"

[for-the-ouchies]

So I've previously made ask games for whumpee (1) (2) (3) and now I'm thinking about making one for our whumpers. Going to write down the first 30 questions that come to mind...

What is your earliest memory?

Why do you think you turned out the way you did?

Is there something wrong with you?

Would you say that you have ever caused serious harm to a person? (Is there someone who doesn't count as a person?)

Do you consider yourself a regular person? Or are you extraordinary?

Look at the harm you have done. Look at the good. Which outweighs the other?

Do you have to lie about what you've done? Do you wish you wouldn't?

Does anyone really know the real you?

What is your relationship to (whumpee)?

Tell me about (your first whumpee).

Do you love (whumpee)?

Do you hate (whumpee)?

Is there anyone else you hate? Why?

Have you ever been disgusted by yourself?

Do you have a choice in what you do?

Do you enjoy it?

Tell me about a moment in which you felt fully in control.

Tell me about a moment in which you lost control.

Is being in charge important to you? What makes you in particular suited (or unsuited) to it?

Have you ever feared for your life?

Do you think there will be consequences for what you have done / are doing to (whumpee)?

Be honest- do you think you deserve better, or worse?

If someone close to you knew everything, could they forgive you?

Is there anyone who truly cares for you, not just because they can use or fear you?

Are you feared? How do you feel about your answer?

Is (whumpee) supposed to be afraid of you? To what degree?

Is there someone you are afraid of, and is it someone you have to obey?

Tell me of your enemies.

What is your ultimate goal?

What was your happiest moment?

[whump-bunny]

Something underutilized in the whump space is Whumpee getting abruptly cut off from necessary medications that you should ABSOLUTELY NOT stop taking cold turkey.

Either Whumper takes away Whumpee's drugs as punishment or they just didn't know Whumpee was on any medication before kidnapping them. Either way, Whumpee is going to experience withdrawal, as well as whatever issues their medication was fixing.

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TYSM for the ask. I have some questions for Sev if you don't mind. ( ᵔ ⩊ ᵔ )

7. Tell me about someone you hate.

9. Loneliness is hard to bear. How many people do you frequently spend time with? Do any of them care about you?

10. Would you be good at managing / surviving on your own?

- @whump-slump

Thank you. <3 And I'm always delighted by questions for Sev.

7. “Hate?” he echoes, surprised. He shakes his head. “No, I wouldn't. I... I don't think I could ever bring myself to... to hate someone. It's like anger, but... worse.” Something occurs to him, then- “Canna said I'm too broken to hate her. So that might be why? ...But I don't think I hated anyone before, either...”

9. A nod. “It is hard. ...Haven't kept count. Canna's assistants are here sometimes? Mainly Delslit... and Telnu? I think? And Canna is here every day. I think... no. I am sure that Canna cares about me. I'm hers, and she has put a lot of time and effort into making me.”

10. Again, he is surprised. This time, he gives a huff that could almost be a laugh. “I would die within days.”

[zombies-sold-cheap]

edit I made for the real ones

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Hello. I see you reblogged something from me. :)

3. (Don't you want it all to be over?), 8. (Does anyone love you? Could anyone, ever?), and 18. (Have you ever truly been free? (Does such a thing even exist?)) for Milena|Mimi.

- @for-the-ouchies

(Mimi is 5 years into her captivity)

3. "Every night I go to sleep hoping to never wake up. I'm so tired of fighting, of hurting, I just want to rest."

8. "My Mistress loves me and so did my family. I just wish their love didn't mean submission.

When I was a child, I used to dream about a Prince coming to rescue me. That someone would see my virtue, my perseverance, and love me for it.

I was so stupid.

No one will ever love me for my diligence or kindness, no one cares. I am only loved for how I cry and grovel. For how I scream and whimper. For how easy it is to shove me to the floor. For how stupid and gullible I am. For how easily I give in."

18. "The only time I was truly free was when I ran away from home. The adrenaline rush of realizing you can do anything, quickly gives way to the realization that you're helpless. True freedom means being at your most vulnerable. A stronger, more clever person might've thrived in such an environment. I was not that person."

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AN: TYSM FOR THE ASK!!!!!! I love all ur posts (≧◡≦) ♡

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A few asks for whumpees. :)

How long have you been here / being doing this for?

Aren't you tired?

Don't you want it all to be over?

What if it never ends?

Do you have a plan to get out / get away?

Would you trade places with someone else, if you could? Anyone specific?

Tell me about someone you hate.

Does anyone love you? Could anyone, ever?

Loneliness is hard to bear. How many people do you frequently spend time with? Do any of them care about you?

Would you be good at managing / surviving on your own?

Do you consider yourself a survivor?

Do you consider yourself a victim?

Do you consider yourself broken? Do others consider you so?

Are you well acquainted with failure? What happens when you fail?

What is something you'd like to succeed at?

Do you carry much responsibility on your shoulders? Or very little? Somewhere in-between?

If you disappeared, what do you think would happen to everything you leave behind?

Have you ever truly been free? (Does such a thing even exist?)

When was the last time you did something entirely for yourself?

Would you give yourself up for others? Anyone specific?

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"My hope was that you would submit to me willingly, that you would love me enough to allow me to use you as I saw fit.

Of course you would still cry and beg for me to stop. But in the end, you would trust me enough to know that I would never do anything to hurt you permanently. That everything I do to you is out of love.

We'll get to that point someday, sweetheart. I promise. But in the meantime, I'm happy to take you by force."

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"Keep those eyes open. This is happening because of you. They are dying because of you. You need to accept the consequences of your actions and WATCH."

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@sinistersinister real shit

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whumper's reaction to self-harm. are they angry? amused? saddened? do they try to stop it? how: do they tie whumpee up more securely? take away anything that could be used in that way? do they try to threaten whumpee out of it? "If you wanna get hurt, I can hurt you. Don't think you'll like it, though." is the thought of wounds that whumper hasn't caused the issue? do they fear whumpee would damage themselves too permanently - unlike whumper, they don't know what they're doing? or do they care, perhaps? Do they watch? Do they take away what whumpee's need to hide the marks? Do they make whumpee do it while they watch - as entertainment? as yet another way to torture whumpee? or to make them stop? Do they give suggestions? mocking or earnest? Do they add rules?

Do they ignore it completely?

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Gross intimate whumper x whumpee combo I came up with today

- Whumper: fell in “love” (obsession) with somebody twenty+ years ago, was rejected, and has never gotten over it, even long after that person has gotten married and had a family and generally just made a normal and successful life for themself

- Whumpee: the now adult child of the person that whumper was originally in love with, who looks exactly like the parent whumper obsessed over, who whumper kidnaps as a suitable replacement for the object of their desires

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Pleasantly surprised that people liked this one 👀 Been thinking abt it some more and I can’t tell which is more fun:

- Whumper has been watching whumpee’s family from afar, the parent the obsession began with not even thinking of them aside from occasionally remembering that person they’d turned down in college or some shit

Or

- Whumper put up a facade of taking the rejection very well, and maintained a close friendship with the parent they’d been obsessing over, making them someone whumpee would’ve known as a close family friend

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More Mimi and Lorena on this fine evening, yay!!!

I wish I could draw fr (╥﹏╥)

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Gross intimate whumper x whumpee combo I came up with today

- Whumper: fell in “love” (obsession) with somebody twenty+ years ago, was rejected, and has never gotten over it, even long after that person has gotten married and had a family and generally just made a normal and successful life for themself

- Whumpee: the now adult child of the person that whumper was originally in love with, who looks exactly like the parent whumper obsessed over, who whumper kidnaps as a suitable replacement for the object of their desires

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Beloved Whump Prompt #179

"I will handcuff you to that bed if I have to, lie back down!"