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@whumpocalypse
cosmic horror (god loves you too much and keeps resurrecting you)
if you have a very strong/powerful character and you DON'T muzzle and chain them and beat it into them that they're only good as a blunt instrument of violence and use their completely natural reactions to this mistreatment as 'proof' that they're innately dangerous and the mistreatment is necessary + justified then what's even the point tbh
feeling angsty take my shitty sketches
Edit: happy death day jason??? I didn't even realize
*removing your organs one by one*ok please stop screaming.like you know i have a problem with loud noises.can you try to be quieter?
this is why you cut out the larynx first.
Perhaps you do deserve this.
"theyll hate you for this" "but theyll be alive" is THE juiciest thing to me
i will ensure you stay alive above all else. even if what i do to make it happen is horrendous. even if it violates all your wishes or moral principles. even if you can never look at me the same way again, even if you hate me for it. because at least if you hate me it means youre alive
One I LOVE but never see: Living Battery
Superhero Whumpee being used to power something for the Villain
Nonhuman Whumpee has magical blood that can be used to power machines and having their blood drained
Whumper having multiple magic Whumpees so that once one is fully drained or too tired to produce magic they just move on to the next one
Cyborg/Robot Whumper that leeches off of other cyborgs/robots to gain energy
Alien Whumpee being used to power a spaceship
A tiny Whumpee with electricity powers being put in the battery slot of an electronic appliance so they're a literal battery (this may be inaccurate but idc)
Just thinkin about living batteries
Feel free to add onto any of my prompts!
One of my favourite current tropes is:
Living battery with something being harvested - like you mentioned blood, but I love the idea of re-growing wings (like how arms regrow on lizards).
Wings:
- sets that are valuable as part of collections
- that could be ground down into powder as antidotes or as charms and wards
- as something to take away magic from the whumpee battery + keep them defenseless
- humiliation of Whumpee / public potentially (?) Lying there covered in blood as Whumper auctions off their wings to their crowd of jeering brethren...
- ways it can be done without pain? / more pain?
Just. WING Whump. So much potential for living batteries.
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Also I love your prompt. Lots of whumperflies.
"Well aren't you beautiful?"
Whumper circled their captive, bound on their knees in front of them.
"Look here, little dove."
Whumpee kept their eyes focused on the ground, refusing to look at Whumper.
Seeing their defiance, Whumper frowned. "I said, look here." Their voice rang with power, and Whumpee felt their head raise against their will, forced to stare directly at their captor.
"You know," Whumper caressed Whumpee's face. "I wouldn't have to use my powers on you if you would just listen."
In response, Whumpee spat in Whumper's face, never breaking eye contact. They smiled as Whumper recoiled, but their victory didn't last long.
"It seems your insides are still rotten, little dove" Whumper hissed. "Perhaps if we fix that, you'll be more agreeable going forward, hm?"
Before Whumpee could question what was about to happen, Whumper grabbed their throat. Not hard enough to choke them, but instead Whumpee felt a strange warmth radiate from Whumper's hand.
Suddenly, they felt their throat fill with stalks and thorns, bending and curling, causing Whumpee to cough, near choking, trying to get the plants out. They kept coughing, but the thorns were lodged in their throat, taking root in their windpipe. Their hands fought against their binds, seeking desperately to claw the plants out, but the ropes held fast. The only thing that emerged from Whumpee's efforts was a collection of rose petals.
"There." Whumper smiled, a bloody mess of roses emerging from Whumpee's mouth.
"Now you're beautiful inside and out."
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3 years later and i still love to make him suffer
MEOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
Concussed villain gets kidnapped?
Villain showed up on Hero’s doorstep, heaving in breaths as they slammed their fist on the door. Their arm was ridiculously heavy, and it took everything in them to throw it mercilessly against the wooden door. The effects were meagre knocks that Villain prayed Hero would hear.
If Hero was even home.
What if they were working tonight? Fuck, why didn’t Villain think of that? Their head was pounding so they rested their forehead against the cool wood, letting out a shaky, shallow breath, trying not to anger the fire in their ribs. Blood continued to trickle from their hairline down over their eyes and dripping onto their cheeks.
That wasn’t good.
They heard footsteps behind the door and Villain almost broke down there and then, relief flooding them like a tsunami of feeling, washing away everything that was keeping Villain upright. Tears poured down their cheeks at the thought of safety, hero looking after them… their hero. They could tell them about Superhero’s plans.
They could tell them… Villain put a hand against the door and pushed themselves backwards. They would’ve fallen if not for the arm that snaked around their waist. Villain blinked dumbly and glanced down. Arm around—?
Before they cry out or scream in warning a hand clamped over their mouth and Villain was ripped away from the door and into the shadows. Villain thrashed, struggling in their attacker’s grip, all their screams and cries muffled to nothing but silent pleas.
The door opened and Villain’s struggles renewed but Hero wouldn’t be able to see them from here. Hero wouldn’t know they were even there!
“Hello?” Hero asked into the darkness and Villain whimpered against the hands holding them in an iron cage. Villain threw their body forward, back, trying to dislodge their attackers arms but they didn’t budge even a little.
“If you want Hero to continue to draw breath, Villain, you’ll come quietly.”
Villain froze at the voice. That was… Superhero… the reason why Villain was in this state in the first place. Villain’s struggles renewed as Hero stepped out of their house. If they could even sense something was amiss so close to them then they would investigate. Hero would have to investigate, right? And Hero was in danger too!
Villain had to warn them, they had to!
“Hello?” Hero asked, a note of agitation creeping into their voice.
I’m here! Villain wanted to scream. Hero please! I’m right here.
A pinch in their neck and Villain’s fruitless struggles seized, their blood running cold. They flinched as cold liquid was pushed into their neck. No… no, no, no, no. “That’s it, Villain,” Superhero whispered. “Don’t fight it.”
The hazy world blurred even more and Villain fell back against Superhero’s chest, the fight leaving them almost instantly. What did Superhero drug them with?
Their eyelids shut and Villain forced them back open, with a gargantuan effort. The last thing they saw was Hero frown and close the door before their entire world faded to black in the arms of their enemy.
I can fix him [drill sound] [screaming] [chainsaw revving]
MILD hurt/comfort? nuh uh. torture him. sepsis. swept downstream in a frozen river. 6 month convalescence. commit to it.
booboos on his body AND his soul AND his dignity
humble that man. he should have to be nursed back to health my his romantic interested and accidentally throw up and pass out on them when they try to clean his wounds
he has the sniffles? aww. now have him be thrown from his horse and dragged for half a mile.