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kabie-whump · 3 days
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CYOA Whump - Part 19
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You chose: I'll threaten to tell the captain about his plans if he doesn't include me.
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You tilt your chin up, fixing Rye with a hard stare.
"Ventis..." Onthyes warns behind you.
You feel lightning crackle across your clenched fingers as you try to seem as threatening as possible. "I could always tell Erxik what you are planning," you whisper.
Rye's face darkens. He grabs your jaw, squeezing painfully hard. "And I could always cut out your tongue, freak," he spits.
You can't help but flinch. Over the time you've been here Rye has proven time and time again that he's not afraid of any consequences that might come from hurting you. You still have bruises from the last time he decided he didn't like your face.
Still, he may have hit you a lot but he's never maimed you. He knows better than to damage the captain's favorite tool. "You will not," you challenge.
"Ya think so?" The hand holding you by the collar moves to wrap around your throat, gripping you tight.
You let out a strangled gasp, reaching up to grip his wrists. Your eyes tear up involuntarily. "Stop," you wheeze, your cheeks squished by his hold.
He squeezes harder. Black spots fill your vision.
"That's enough, Ryley."
The hands release you and you collapse to the deck, gasping and coughing. You look up to see Onthyes standing over you and looking all the part of a knight in shining armor as he puts himself between you and Rye.
"Come on," Onthyes mutters, lifting you to your feet. "You tried. Let's go."
Rye lets the two of you walk away, but you can feel his eyes boring into the back of your skull.
This is bad. If he succeeds at mutiny now, he's probably going to treat you even worse than the current captain does. But if you go to Erxik now and Rye finds out, he might kill you. If you do go to Erxik, you can only hope that he kills Rye before anything happens to you.
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dinkflocculent · 3 months
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I love non-human whumpees so much!
- Horned whumpees that whumper takes advantage of.
- Whumpees that can purr (best for comfort).
- Whumpees who bite when threatened.
- Whumpees who growl in warning.
- Whumpees who have abilities that backfire when in captivity (horns, sensitive body parts, excellent hearing).
- Whumpees whose eyes change color based on emotion (cliche but whumperflies).
Non-human whumpees are great and are my preferred whumpee!! <3
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chickenandwhumplings · 7 months
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Whumpee who bites. Literally. Whumper gets too close? Gets bitten. Caretaker tries to touch them as a way to comfort them? Gets bitten. Whumpee just being a feral little creature and biting anyone who they deem a threat. Especially if they’re trying to make themself look big and threatening. This could also work really well for a nonhuman whumpee
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urlocalwhumper · 6 months
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living weapon whumpee who's never known anything but pain and violence.
their existence hurts. they were made to be effective, not happy, and their masters decided that keeping them in constant pain provided better results. they're wilder, more unpredictable, and the pain keeps them from thinking straight enough to question anything.
they're only given painkillers, only allowed a respite from their seemingly endless suffering, after a successful mission. it keeps them loyal, and most importantly, teaches their brain to associate acts of violence with relief and rewards.
everyone they've ever met has treated them as a tool, a monster, or both. they don't know how to be anything else.
that is until they're rampaging through a village, destroying, killing, whatever their masters demand of them. whatever will give them a few blissful hours of numbness.
one of the villagers steps out of a ruined building and looks them straight in the eyes. whumpee expects fear, hatred, disgust, the things they see in the faces of every person who's ever crossed their path. but they see something completely different.
compassion.
whumpee is so stunned, they don't think to move or do anything at all as the villager steps closer, gently reaching out a hand to cup whumpee's face.
"oh, poor thing." they murmur, taking in the creature in front of them - part human, part animal, part machine. "they've done a number on you, huh?"
whumpee blinks at them. pain continues to course through their body, but the gentle hand on their cheek distracts them, even if just a little. all the indistinct noise in their foggy, addled mind finally goes quiet.
caretaker had stepped out in front of the being destroying their home with the intention to get through to it or die trying, and the expectation to absolutely die trying.
they did not at all expect the seemingly feral mishmash of metal, fur, and flesh to lean so heavily into their touch that they nearly collapsed into caretaker's arms.
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crabofthewoods · 3 months
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robot/android/cyborg whumpee’s screams of pain broken up by static <33
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redd956 · 5 months
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ideas for newly rescued living weapon whumpees?
>:D Of course
Newly Rescued Living Weapon Prompts
Caretaker failed to notice that Weapon woke from their drugging. It wasn't until they were being held against the wall by their throat that they did.
Two newly rescued living weapons are proving to be dangers to each other. Caretaker isn't strong enough to break them up shit hits the fan.
A muzzled Weapon won't allow Caretaker to remove their constraints, citing that they promise they'll be a danger.
Caretaker removes the heavy armor Weapon always wore, unveiling thickened scars lashed across their back.
Living Weapon accidentally draws Caretaker's blood. Before Caretaker can even convince them that an accident is simply that, Living Weapon takes their leave.
Screams and hollered commands woke Caretaker from a deep sleep. They immediately knew who it was coming from.
Weapon doesn't cry, peep, or really do anything as Caretaker tends to them. Caretaker is worried that in their poor healthy they're going to fall dead on them without saying a word about it.
Caretaker acted gently, tightening weapon's bandages, asking them if it hurts, cleaning old wounds. They were shocked at the tears that Weapon started to weep in silence.
Whumpee doesn't understand what's fully going on. They've assumed themselves as caretaker's new weapon, guarding them wherever they go. They're even starting to get aggressively protective.
Weapon's dangerous features (fangs, sharp tail, claws, robotic attachments, etc.) need some TLC too. Caretaker has to put their entire trust in Whumpee to help them, as in such a position Whumpee could easily finish Caretaker off.
Weapon only eats, drinks, and sleeps to specific commands. Caretaker either has to get things forcefully into Whumpee's system, or figure out these commands before it's too late. Weapon is growing thin.
Caretaker traces their fingers over all the scars Weapon has accumulated. These can't be from battles.
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whumpshaped · 3 months
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UR REBLOG INSPIRED ME
Winged pet whumpee, right? Except the whumper knows how birds work, as they have many exotic ones from their travels. Whumper isn’t cruel per se, they’d never hurt their pets. Just clip their wings.
Thing is, pet bird etiquette is to never pet their wings. Petting down the back or under the wings can lead to a sexually frustrated bird or a bird who perceives you as a mate rather than a companion. A mated bonded bird can be hostile to others in your home, becoming jealous or possessive of you
So. Whumpee gets their wings pet and has to deal with the strong innate instincts that come with it.
tw noncon touching, captivity, nonhuman whumpee, winged whumpee, intimate whumper
It was embarrassing. Whumpee couldn’t believe that with all this experience and knowledge on winged creatures, this was the one thing Whumper… forgot, or was misinformed on. They sat rigidly still as their owner petted their wings, mind reeling with all the emotions that came with it. 
There was no way Whumper didn’t know. There was no way. This had to be intentional, and if it was, it was either to humiliate them or—
No. It was definitely to humiliate them. There was no fucking way Whumper wanted anything from them, or if they did, well, Whumpee definitely wanted nothing from their captor. They didn’t. They really didn’t, even as heat rose to their face and their heart began to beat a little faster.
“My pretty little bird,” Whumper cooed, seemingly lost in the sensation of running their fingers along Whumpee’s soft feathers. “My perfect little dove. Aren’t you so lucky that I decided to take you in?”
Whumpee took a shuddering breath, unable to answer without risking some unwanted sounds to escape as well. They didn’t want anything to do with Whumper. They didn’t.
“I’m so happy I found you. There’s truly no greater joy than waking up to this sight every morning.”
They gasped as Whumper made another pass, dragging their hand down their wing while putting a bit more pressure on it. It felt so good, it felt just right, and Whumpee couldn’t help but wonder how this human was so skillful with every one of their movements. They weren’t Whumper’s first pet harpy, were they? Oh, the thought was absolutely revolting. And annoying. They wished they’d been the first.
No, what were they thinking?
“Stop,” they whimpered, closing their eyes in shame at how their voice sounded. It was weak and breathy, not at all firm and demanding like they had been going for.
“Stop?” Whumper leaned a little closer, that sickening grin still plastered on their face. “Why would I, when you’re enjoying yourself so much?”
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blackrosesandwhump · 1 month
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Whump Prompts 130: Lab Whump Aesthetic
CW: lab whump (obviously), blood, self-harm, psychological/emotional whump, magic whump
The lab rat uniform: loose, drab, hanging on whumpee's frame like it doesn't feel comfortable there
Bloodstained, soiled clothing, the result of experimentation
Whumpee left naked in their cell as their uniform is washed
Whumpee arriving at the lab facility as a new subject and realizing that whumper will be experimenting on them, not with tools and drugs, but with dark magic
Inhuman whumpees losing whatever shreds of humanity they might have had as time and experiments continue and they're treated more and more like animals
Or, conversely, inhuman whumpees that become more human and exhibit more human emotions as they're mistreated
Whumpee forgetting their own name because they're only referred to by a subject number
Disorientation from drugs/experiment aftermath
Whumpee's sleep, the only time they're alone, being disrupted by nightmares about what's been done to them
Or, a whumpee who's never left alone, always watched, always under observation of some kind
Whumpee's skin slowly turning into a scarred, chaotic mess from cuts/syringes/injections, etc.
Whumpee seeing their own distress and pain mirrored in the glimpsed faces of other lab rats in the facility
Whumpee learning to see themself as nothing but a test subject
Bandages, sterile gauze, sterile lights, sterile everything
Whumpee being overwhelmed when they catch a glimpse of life outside the lab when visitors arrive
Waking up after an experiment, seeing bloodied instruments and wondering groggily what terrible thing whumper could have done to them now
Learning to damage their own body to foil whumper's plans
Whumpee becoming desensitized to whumper's drugs and needing higher and higher doses for them to work
No longer recognizing their own body after recovering from whumper's last experiment
Whumper leading lab rat whumpee to a mirror, after intentionally keeping them away, and letting them see how pathetic they've become
Or, whumpee looking in a mirror and realizing that whumper has turned them into a monster
Whumpee deciding that it's too late for them and they might as well embrace what they've become
Feel free to reblog and add on!
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the-three-whumpeteers · 2 months
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The whumper knew exactly how to change the whumpee’s programming, and they knew how to make them experience pain for the first time. Seeing someone that hadn’t ever known physical pain reacting to torture for the first time just made the whumper so satisfied with themselves.
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pixelated-whump · 7 months
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Been obsessed with wing whump, specifically when someone clips Whumpee's wings because they know how much they love the freedom that comes with flying.
Caretaker and the doctor reassure Whumpee that they'll be able to fly again, but Whumpee is in tears at the thought of having to wait potentially over a year for the feathers to regrow properly.
For reference, clipped wings take between 6 to 18 months. Imagine how much time that would be for Whumpee's wings.
Just. I love the trauma and anguish that would come with a Whumpee's wings being clipped.
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kabie-whump · 4 months
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Angel Whumpees
(tw: ritual torture, amputation, cults)
Hello. Please imagine an angel whumpee being held captive by a cult who uses their celestial powers for evil rituals.
Like, chaining Whumpee to an alter by their wings. Maybe even cutting off their wings so they can't get away. Maybe the process for draining their power is really painful. Maybe Whumpee screams until their voice is hoarse praying to their god for help but divine intervention never comes.
Whumpee's halo is the only point of light in the cult's lair, and it fades every day. Their wings, if they still have them, are dirty and bloodstained. They want to die - to rejoin their god - but the cult won't allow them to.
It's about the combination of pain from the torture and also religious guilt from knowing that their power is being used for evil and also fear that their god hates them now.
And if angel whumpee ever gets out they're crawling, exhausted, to the nearest temple and collapsing on its steps, hoping that the people inside can still recognize them for what they are.
(more angel whump)
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dinkflocculent · 3 months
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Creepy intimate whumpers make my heart go berserk <3
- Non-con kissing; grabbing their hair, shirt, horns, or head to pull them closer <3
- Non-con hugging; holding whumper as they squirm or violently shake <3
- Forcing whumpee for both of them to sleep in the same bed <3
- Whumpers who actually love whumpee (bonus if yandere) <3
- Physically-affectionate whumpers <3
- Whumpees who hate any form of intimacy; it is extremely unfortunate to be with whumper. <3
- Once physically affectionate whumpees conditioned to freak out when in intimate situations <3
I plan on having a whumper like this in a series; I just love them so much <33
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abhainnwhump · 3 months
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Defiant Whumpee with the ability to see the future is stuck in captivity. They see their future self broken and conditioned without any fight left in them. No matter what they choose, they will always end up as Whumper's pet. The question is just when and what will do the trick.
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cyberwhumper · 4 months
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The animal is quite skittish. Despite being alone in the quiet room, able to do whatever it pleases, the creature chooses to spend days pressed up against the corner, terrified of imaginary punishments that don't seem to come. Even as Imran steps into the room to swap old food for a fresh serving, the biopet still doesn't move much from its spot despite being so obviously terrified of him. Every step makes Horus flinch in fear.
He had been so patient with it up to this point, giving the injured creature plenty of space and a consistent environment to help soothe its nerves, yet Imran still couldn't help but feel concern. It hasn't eaten in almost a week, it barely moves from the corner of the room, it whimpers if the man so much as looks it in the eyes. At night it cries itself to sleep, the soft sobbing carried through the house tugging painfully at Imran's heartstrings.
The bruises and cuts which littered its body blossomed into horrifying shades of crimson and purple, areas where he hadn't even noticed the animal was hurt seeming to be bruised as well. In fairness, his eagerness to remove the creature out of that squalid situation likely played a part. He should have inspected Horus better, assessed the damage more calmly, actually planned what to do once he got home. Not that it seemed to mind.
Imran doesn't know whether or not it's even intelligent enough to understand what's happening around it. In the eyes of an animal, the constant change in environments, owners, even down to the rules it's supposed to follow, must be extremely stressful. In a way, he almost hopes Horus doesn't understand, so that it may be spared the burden of knowing the full extent of what it has gone through.
It takes almost another entire week before Imran catches the faintest glimpse of progress, the slightest sliver of hope. The animal, hungry and desperate, had slowly dragged itself to the food bowl. He caught it passed out right on top, so exhausted it didn't seem to have had the energy to drag itself back. Food, he hoped, could be the way to coax the biopet out of its shell. To get confirmation that his strategy was working made Imran elated.
Perhaps one day he could live to see a situation in which Horus would truly be happy and healthy.
Perhaps then, and only then, he could feel like he atoned.
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whumpberry-cookie · 10 months
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Rescued defiant Whumpee who deoesn't exactly realise they're not in captivity anymore.
(Cw: Captivity aftermath, conditioned whumpee, nonhuman whumpee kinda?)
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(W): "Go on. Do your worst" (C) ".... Whumpee, look at it closely. It's a tiny bandage. With a kitten pattern on it. At this point I don't know what else to use to be even less threatening"
(C:) "You should at least try to eat. If you don't like this type of food, you can-" (W:) "What? Starve? Or let you push it down my throat? No matter how creative can you be, you won't impress me" (C:) "I meant tell me your preferences. I'm still learning to cook, you know"
(C:) "Do you want a hug?" (W:) "Do I have a choice to NOT be anywhere near you?" (C:) "Dude, you could just say no :'c "
(C:) *comically tearing up* "At this point I don't think you even like me a tiny bit!!" (W:) "S-stop that. What are you doing?" (C:) "What do you think?! I'm crying, cause you refuse to be friends with me! And I tried so hard!" (W:) "....s-stop that watery thing. I don't like it. It's concerning"
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secret-whump-basement · 6 months
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Non-human whumper showing off their human whumpee like some rare pet and treating them as such
VERSUS
Human whumper showing off their non-human whumpee like some rare pet and treating them as such
FIGHT!!! (they are actually kissing)
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