#whumper

[jordanstrophe]

Whumpee wakes up, immediately realizing they can't move. They're gagged and blindfolded, their wrist and feet are tightly bound with duct tape.

Whumpee panics, muffling a series of scared noises. No one tells them to be quoit or to stop, so they keep getting more and more frantic-

Finally, a voice speaks in front of them "Don't make me regret not putting you in the trunk.

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[kjwriting]

Whumper digging their heel into whumpee’s bullet wound, making them release a strangled scream.

Whumpee’s mind goes blank as the searing pain invades all of their senses.

Bonus points if Caretaker has to watch.

#whump #caretaker #whump community #whump prompt #whump scenario #whump tropes #whump writing #whumpee #whumper #ouch #bullet wound

[the-three-whumpeteers]

The whumpee stayed close to the caretaker at all times, afraid of being found by the whumper if they dared to be alone. The whumpee worried about looking clingy, but being some made them anxious and jumpy- they couldn’t risk it, they were terrified of the whumper.

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[epiclamer]

This is the post you all have voted for… (i settled for smutty hurt x comfort since you guys were so close)

@save-the-villainous-cat happy two year anniversary baby <3

It wasn’t the end of the world, Villain had been injured in battle countless times before and it was never a problem. But, god, there was so much blood.

They weren’t a very optimistic person by nature, but things had never looked worse for them than at this precise moment. Stumbling blindly through friendly, neighbourhood complexes and past steadily blurring townhouses. Villain could practically feel their demise impending.

“Hey there, stranger~” The criminal gulped, eyes shooting around like a cornered animal looking for an escape. “You’re in pretty rough shape to be standing on two feet…”

Their eyes locked in on a figure—somewhere at the back of their mind they were flooded with a sensation of ease, though they couldn’t quite pinpoint why. They continued to stumble forwards and practically into the stranger’s arms anyways, for whatever reason it felt right.

“Easy— Easy there, Villain… just relax I’ve got you, I’ll take good care of you, huh?”

Warmth spread through the criminal’s mind at the sound of the other’s voice, then down into their muscles before seeping deep to their bones. They blinked and when they opened their eyes again they were laying in a tub, their feet resting at the tap where hot water poured down and into the bath.

For a moment they panicked, but a hand found its way to their shoulder and grounded them back to the present. They knew that hand, they knew that touch.

Hero.

“I’ve got you, baby~” They teased, grinning from ear to ear as they fiddled with the temperature to the water with their free hand.

It all came rushing back to the villain; the fight they had picked with their superior—on purpose—and whatever hope they had left dragging their feet to the hero’s house in a desperate attempt for attention survival.

Hero’s touch was warm where it laid by their collarbone, heating the skin to a feverish degree as it began stitching the villain back together. See, Hero’s powers only worked through touch (something the villain had learned a very long time ago purely on accident), but as much as their touch held only kindness, it did not extend to their healing abilities.

Because, god, did it ever hurt. Painful in some sick and horribly pleasurable way that Villain couldn’t seem to stop craving.

Their collarbone snapped back into place, the bone mending itself back together and their eyes flew open along with the sob that was wrenched from their throat. They flailed, partially to escape the hero’s torturous touch, partially to fall further into their grasp.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay… deep breaths remember?” The crime-stopper’s hand moved down their chest, giving their upper half the gift of a breath as they pained the rest of them.

The villain’s relief was only present for a fleeting moment, as they felt the hero’s fingertips trace the edges of the gash to their chest. Already the ripped skin pulled taught and their torn muscles seized up, under command of the other’s touch.

Villain knew what was coming.

They squirmed, the bath water submerging their legs in its warm embrace, Hero’s hand teasing at their wound, they couldn’t help but try and pull away. “Please—”

The hero shushed them, bringing their free hand to cup the villain’s chin. “I’ll be quick, I promise.” They pressed their hand flat against the gaping hole that should have been the villain’s abdomen, jolting them.

Villain screamed, it was dry and rugged, they recoiled from their nemesis but the only other thing there to hold them was the bath water. “Please, H-Hero, please—” Three more seconds and the criminal was sure to pass out.

Then it stopped. Before the villain could beg again, before they could lose consciousness, the pain stopped.

Cautiously, the villain’s eyes fluttered open, their enemy smiled sweetly back, fingertips now tracing the completely untouched abdomen of the villain’s. They looked normal, they looked okay, even after everything the hero had managed to restore them to their previous glory.

“You okay, gorgeous?”

Villain’s eyes met the hero’s once more, they were gentle yet somewhat mischievous. They nodded, brain completely fogged, maybe from the pain, most likely from the hero’s distracting gaze.

The area still pulsed with the ghost of a previous slash, but there was nothing, just the heat from the hero’s hands. It left a sweet aftertaste on their exhausted mind.

“Think you can handle another round tonight?” They waggled their eyebrows in emphasis, removing one hand to shut off the water to the bath as it began to cover the villain’s stomach.

Villain glared, but only for a moment, some of their usual snideness returning to their demeanour. “Can y-you be a little nicer?”

Hero hummed, eyes glued to their own hands as they made their way down to the inside of the criminal’s thighs, their hands beginning to resume their previous healing glow even under the water. “Really? I thought you liked it rough?”

The villain’s cheeks turned red, but they didn’t have time to retort before the hero placed their hands back against their skin and shut them up with a moan.

#ahhh this sucks I’m so sorry #i love you babyyyyy #Thank you for putting up with me for the past two years— #i love love love you baby!! #heres to the next two thousand years!’n #hero x villain #villain #villain x hero #hero #drabbles #fantasy #imagines #scenarios #hero and villain #villain and hero #heroes #villains #heroes and villains #villains and heroes #heroes x villains #villains x heroes #whump #whumpee #whumper #caretaker #villain whump #villain whumpee #hero caretaker #supervillain whumper #healing powers

[the-bar-sinister]

"You don't understand!" Whumper grabs whumpee by the collar with both hands and forces their back against the wall, pinning them there under whumper's body.

Whumpee cringes as whumper snarls in their face.

"You don't understand and so help me I am going to make you understand!"

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[the-dump-of-whump]

Weapon whumpees in their last moments of sanity asking, begging, to be killed so that they can’t do anymore damage, so that they can’t hurt anyone else, so that they can’t be used anymore.

Better yet if there’s something stopping them from doing it themselves and they have to plead with caretaker to kill them.

Does caretaker do it? Does it hurt worse for whumpee to be dead or to see the wreckage they cause, the pain in their eyes? Does caretaker forsaken them too?

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[whumppromptoftheday]

artist whumper who ties whumpee up for their reference poses

#whumppromptoftheday #whump #whump prompt #whumpee #whump idea #whumper

[withdrawingramen]

whumper scratching the knife or blunt weapon against the floor or wall so it makes a screeching, unpleasant sound as a prelude for all the suffering and just to mess w whumpee lol

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[unhonest-iago]

Whumper turned caretaker when they meet a whumpee that they just can't bring themself to torment. One who would let the whole world burn to protect them. Who dotes on them when sick. Making sure they get their fluids, forcing them to take a shower when their fever won't break. Who acts as a shoulder to cry on, pinky promising they won't murder the bastard who dared to break their baby's heart. Watching shitty romcoms on a rainy day.

Or caretaker turned whumper. Burnt out from their job, feeling absolutely cynical towards the world. It being so easy to turn off their emotions. To not feel anything but numbness as whumper screams. They simply don’t care that whumper was someone they used to deeply care for. Easily washing the blood off their hands before leaving for the night.

#iago writes #whump scenario #whumpblr #whump writing #whumper #caretaker #whumpee

[unforgivenn]

SHACKLED BY ROYALTY

#1 :THE BEAST'S PET

CW: abduction, captivity, slight whump, coercion, power dynamics, pet whump, drugging, defiant whumpee, swearing, dominant whumper, slavery

Noah woke to the jolt of the wagon hitting a rut in the road. Darkness surrounded him and he could only think he was blindfolded. The cloying scent of sweat and fear clinging to the air like a suffocating shroud. Disorient and groggy, he blinked away the remnants of his sleep, his senses gradually coming alive to the harsh reality. He suddenly sat up frantically shaking his head as if the tightened blindfold would somehow magically fall off.

"H-Hey!! Let me out of here!!" His body ached from the unforgiving jostle of the wagon, every bone protesting against the place he was in right now. Chains rattled with each bone-jarring bump in the road, a chilling reminder of the shackles that bound his wrists and ankles, tethering him to a fate he dared not contemplate.

"Where are you taking me?!!" Noah's screams only grew louder when no response was given. His heart beating so fast as if it would jump out of his chest. "ANSWER ME! SOMEONE!" He quietened when he heard a "tch" near him.

A deep, South American accent cut through the darkness like a blade, sending a shiver down Noah's spine. "Didn't expect him to wake up this early. And he's awfully loud," the voice mused, its casual cruelty sending a chill through the air.

Noah's heart pounded in his chest as he felt a rough hand grab his arm, the sting of a needle piercing his skin sending shockwaves of numbness coursing through his veins. Just then he heard whines around him. There were people. More people like him. Gradually, the numbness from the injection site started to spread.

Noah tried his best to speak something. Something that could catch the attention of other people there. He felt confused.

Who were these people? And where the hell were they taking him?

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Abruptly, the cart lurched to a halt, the sudden cessation of movement sending Noah sprawling against the unforgiving floor. He woke with a small cry of pain, his heart hammering in his chest as he listened, breath held in fearful anticipation.

Footsteps approached, heavy and purposeful, accompanied by the jingle of chains and the murmured voices of unseen captors. Noah's pulse quickened, dread pooling in the pit of his stomach like icy tendrils of dread.

Two muscular arms went under each of Noah's underarms holding him up.

"Where are you taking me?!" he cried out, his voice raw with fear, but his captors remained silent, their faces hidden in the shadows.

One of the guys patted Noah's head leaving him more enraged.

All of a sudden, he was thrown to the ground before he was being manhandled to be in a kneeling position with multiple chains on his neck, ankles and wrists holding him in place allowing his captors to have full control over him.

As the blindfold was ripped away, Noah blinked against the harsh light, his eyes adjusting to the sight of his surroundings. It seemed like some sort of a court room? His mind was still clouded up from the drug that was given to him.

"W-What the fu-" A harsh slap shut him up.

"Shush. The young prince will be here any second" Prince? What the fuck was happening?? He wanted to question more but knew better than that. It felt like a scene right out of Hollywood.

Suddenly, he saw the men around him which he thought were most probably the guards bowed down to a young man. Noah raised his head up as to see who it was before a rough hand in his hair forced his head back down only allowing him to see the man's piercing green eyes. The man whom they called the "young prince" stayed quiet. The tension in the room visibly increased before a deep voice spoke.

"Leave us." The guards were quick to retreat from their position and going out of the court room. Noah was about to get up from his kneeling position before flinching at the harsh voice. "Stay still slave!"

"Slave?!" Noah's voice wavered with disbelief, but the harsh slap that followed left him reeling, his cheek stinging with the sting of humiliation. He heard the man tutting.

"Oh dear" He sighed. "It's going to take a lot of time to break that swearing and defiance from you.. But.."

The man grinned, the smile no other than a vicious beast's. He leaned closer, his teeth barely just grazing the other's ears before he whispered. "Oh how I'll enjoy seeing you squirm and beg me to spare you" Noah's body practically froze, terror filling his eyes.

Desperation clawed at Noah's chest as he dared to question his captor's authority. "W-Who are you...?"

But the prince's response sent a chill through his bones—a predatory grin twisting his lips as he whispered promises of torment and submission.

"I'm Andrey. Son of Viktor Kozlov," the prince declared, his name a whispered curse that echoed in Noah's ears. "You will address me as 'sir'."

Noah's blood ran cold as the weight of his situation settled upon him. This was no mere kidnapping—it was a descent into a nightmare from which there would be no waking.

As the reality of his situation sank in, Noah's world spun on its axis, his mind racing with unanswered questions and unspoken fears. With each passing moment, the weight of his captivity grew heavier, a suffocating shadow looming over him, threatening to consume him whole.

Noah only knew this was going to be one hellish of a ride. And only god knew when it was going to end.

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[whumperer-86]

Midnight studio ep13

stabbed and collapsed bleeding

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[jordanstrophe]

A protective whumper who's afraid whumpees job is far too dangerous for them, so they do everything in their power to ruin whumpees career.

-And they have power to do it.

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[kjwriting]

Whumpee falls through ice on a frozen lake.

Shaking. Trembling. Freezing. Teeth chattering. Turning blue. Delirium. Hypothermia. Exhaustion. Passing out.

Caretaker probably sees it happen too, and might even have to get them out of the icy water.

That’s it. That’s what I have.

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[the-three-whumpeteers]

The whumpee waited and waited for what felt like lifetimes, they waited for rescue or any sign that they were still cared for. Desperation festered and fears grew- the whumpee hadn’t made any of their friends angry before the whumper kidnapped them, and they didn’t think they’d done anything wrong, so why was nobody looking, why hadn’t they been rescued yet?

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[idek-anymore-what-the-heck]

Whumpril Prompt #24

No time to rest

TW: sleep deprivation, alcohol, threats

Whumpee hurried around the kitchen, trying to get everything right in the least amount of time. They cooked, cleaned, organized, and finally they were happy with the way it looked, both dinner and the room. They picked up the plates and brought them over to the table where whumper was waiting.

“Finally, whumpee. What took you so long?” Whumper drawled. They sat slumped in their chair, their hat askew, rolling a cigarette between their teeth.

They were drunk.

“Sorry sir,” whumpee whispered. They did not want to get on Whumpers bad side when they were intoxicated, especially this badly.

Whumper waved their hand, as if dismissing the problem. Whumpee quickly set down the plates and retreated to the corner where they stayed during whumpers dinner parties.

Whumpees friends were there too, though they kept strangely quiet during that whole affair. Their dinner started, and finally one of them broke the silence.

“You know, if that were my whumpee, I wouldn’t let them treat me like that,” they declared loudly.

Whumper growled. “If it were your whumpee, they wouldn’t even be able to serve dinner. Mind your own business.”

Oh no.

Whumpee was going to be punished. Whenever whumpers friends make snide comments like that, whumper punishes whumpee for not being good enough.

Whumpee spent the rest of the dinner in terrified anticipation.

After dinner, whumpee finished cleaning up the table and the kitchen, then made sure everything was ready for whumper to go to bed. They were quite drunk now, and they stumbled to their bed.

“Oh, whumpee,” they slurred. “Before you go to sleep, I want you to paint the living room. And I want it to be perfect. If it’s not perfect, you don’t get food for a week. Then I want you to tear off the carpet from the stairs and the dining room. It’s ugly. Once it’s all off, I want you to replace it with wood panels. Pick a good color.” They continued on, listing task after task. Whumpee was honestly surprised they were able to get it all out with how much alcohol they’d consumed that night.

“And I want you to do all of this before you go to bed. No time to rest, you don’t get to sleep until it’s finished. Goodnight!”

Whumpee left the room horrified. How were they going to get all of that done without any sleep?

They solemnly got the paint out from the basement and began to paint.

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[the-bar-sinister]

Whumper menacing whumpee, as whumpee cowers in front of them, trying to stand defiant.

Whumper takes a step forward, whumpee takes a step back.

Again. And again.

Until finally, whumpee finds themselves with a wall behind their back, and nowhere to run, as whumper closes in and pins them.

#whumblr #whump #whump community #whump prompt #whump prompts #whump scenario #whump tropes #whump writing #whumpblr #whumpee #whumper #darkfic #dark fic #💻🔪