#interrogation whump

[whumpy-bi]

But just…I feel very strongly about a Whumpee being tortured for information they just don’t have. Whumper is certain they know, they are totally convinced Whumpee is lying through their teeth.

Whumpee wants to scream if they hear that goddamn question one more time—but they have no choice, Whumper will keep asking until Whumpee cracks.

But they’ve cracked a long time ago, they just don’t know.

Whumper tells them over and over—“If you’re honest, we can stop. You can lay down, I’ll even get you a drink. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

But Whumpee just wails and begs them to stop, even as Whumper asks again. They just don’t know.

#whump #whumpee #whump writing #writing #whump thoughts #whump prompt #whumper #military whump #interrogation #interrogation whump

[whump-and-other-misfortunes]

cw captive whumpee, injury, betrayal, tortured for information, intimate whumper 

After hours of torture, of beatings, of sleep deprivation, Whumpee finally gives in. Coughing up a mouthful of blood onto the ground at Whumper’s feet, they beg, “S-stop, please. No more, I can’t—I'll tell you, I-I'll tell you everything.” 

“You lasted longer than I thought.” Whumper crouches down in front of them, taking Whumpee’s chin in their hand and tilting their head up. Their expression is almost sympathetic as they take in Whumpee’s teary eyes and bruised face. “But it’s okay. It’ll all be over if you give me the information I need. And then, just think how nice it will be to finally rest. You can sleep in a real bed while your injuries heal.” 

Whumpee doesn’t need any more convincing. They choke out the information through sobs, clinging to Whumper, and each heave of their chest sends pain shooting through their broken ribs. But it will be over soon—Whumpee doesn’t know why they even held out this long if they were just going to break anyway. 

Whumper strokes their hair gently as they give up the secrets they were trained to die for. Endangering their team’s entire operation and perhaps their lives. But then again, it’s not like Whumpee’s team came to rescue them—as Whumper had reminded them countless times. And they were right. 

“Good…that’s perfect, Whumpee,” Whumper praises after they’ve finished spilling every bit of information that had been requested, and then some. “Thanks to you, your team won’t stand a chance against me, now.” 

A sense of relief washes over Whumpee. It's done—the suffering is finally over with. They want to sleep until the pain no longer clings to their bones and laces every movement. However, their relief is quickly replaced by a fresh bout of fear at the realization of what they’ve just done. “They’ll know it was me,” Whumpee whispers brokenly.  

“Of course they will,” Whumper says, matter-of-fact. “And they will go looking for you. And if they find you, they will kill you.” 

Whumpee shakes their head. “Worse,” they correct. “They’ll do so much worse than just kill me.” 

A sharp pain shoots through their side and they groan, clutching at one of their wounds. Whumper gathers them into their arms before they collapse completely, and assures Whumpee, “That’s why you will be staying with me. In exchange for giving up the information I needed, you will be under my protection.” 

Whumpee can’t possibly have heard them right. They must be delirious from the pain. “W-what?” they stammer. Everything is growing fuzzy, and now that they’re being held in Whumper’s arms, they just want to let their eyes fall shut and surrender to sleep. 

The gentle fingers brushing back Whumpee’s hair lull them further into unconsciousness as Whumper murmurs, “I can’t just give you up now, sweetheart. I think you’d make a valuable addition to my team.” 

Whumpee hums in agreement, not quite sure what they’re agreeing to, but if it means an end to the pain, they’ll do just about anything. 

“You were never cut out for this line of work, were you?” Whumper says teasingly. They lift Whumpee in their arms and begin carrying them somewhere, but the gentle rocking motion of their steps eases Whumpee into sleep long before they find out where they’re being taken. 

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[whump-me]

"Please. I've told you everything I know." The prisoner tried to twist away from the interrogator's grip. "I swear, there's nothing else--please…"

"Good," the interrogator purred, tightening his grip on the prisoner's chin. "Now that I don't need to worry about damaging you too badly to talk, I can have some real fun with you."

#whump #whump prompts #interrogation whump #my prompts

[whump-in-the-closet]

Hear me out, a whumpee pretending to be scared of something so they won’t break during interrogation or something like that and then whumper finds out

OH ANON YES. BRILLIANT.

~ an arrogant whumpee who’s willing to sacrifice their self-respect in order to survive~

a whumpee who’s been tortured before and takes it as best they can. They clench their jaw and clean their wounds. They pop their dislocated limbs back into their sockets and can sleep in any position. They don’t talk back, not out of compliance but disgust. Whumper isn’t worth their breath.

but this Whumper is relentless. Every day is hell, filled with different kinds of pain. Their questions are drilled into Whumpee’s head like a mantra, repeated over and over. They know, somehow, Whumpee isn’t broken. And it infuriates them, like an itch just under their skin.

Whumpee starts to grow tired and decide it’s time to start playing by Whumper’s rules.

When Whumper snaps an electric collar around Whumpee’s throat, it’s easy to scream their voice is hoarse. They don’t have to force the tears into their eyes.

Whumpee allows their voice to quiver. They know how to duck their head in the perfect image of terror. “P-lease. Please n-not again.”

What Whumper doesn’t know is that the hitches in Whumpees voice are from hidden laughter.

Whumper is triumphant, gloating. They’ve finally broken the stoic. They press the remote with glee and watch Whumpee strain against their chains.

“Finally, you know your place.”

Whumpee sobs, crumpled face-first on the interrogation table. “I’ll— I’ll tell you whatever you want.”

Whumpee gives them incorrect information, lying through their teeth and biting back a smile. This idiot, they think.

But Whumpee miscalculated one tiny detail. They didn’t realize how quickly Whumper would verify the information. They thought they had bought themselves more time. They were wrong.

Whumper enters the interrogation room and dials the shock to the highest setting. This time, the screams are real. “How long were you lying to me?”

Between the shuddering pain, Whumpee coughs violently and gasps out, “The whole goddamn time.”

#this is such a good idea #anon i salute you #troy talks #answered ask #whump idea #interrogation whump #whump writing #whump #whumpblr #whump prompt #whump community #whump scenario

[steelandblood]

Whumpee is being tortured for information she does not have. Only she cannot under any circumstances let Whumper know that, because than he'll go after her teammates who do have the information. And they are too good and do not deserve to go through this torture, nor would they be able to deal with the torture unlike her. So she does everything to convince Whumper that she has the information he is looking for, to protect her teammates.

And wouldn't it be a shame, just to make her life even harder. if Whumper had means to make sure she can't lie (truth serum, spell, etc,)

#whump #interrogation whump #tortured for information #whump prompt

[rizzoto-whump]

"You're w-wasting your time, Whumper," Whumpee said, looking straight into Whumper's eyes. Their breath was erratic. "I don't know anything a-about it."

Whumper smiled, gently touching their hand to Whumpee's bruised cheek. "You think I'm doing this for information, huh?"

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[a-whumped-tea]

Whumpers who kidnap a normal person with the intention of "fake torture interrogation".

The whumpers know for a fact that Whumpee isn't a part of any illegal activity, but they're going to treat them as if they were anyway. 

They torture Whumpee, asking them questions about a fake rival gang or other “important things” that Whumpee doesn’t know about.

They keep going, just to see how long it takes for Wumpee to start lying and giving bullshit answers to get a break from the pain. 

Once that goal is achieved, the whumpers start pretending like some of Whumpee's lies and bullshit mean something. 

For example, Whumpee gives an address for a warehouse and the whumpers act as if that is the actual location of a warehouse that this fake gang owns. 

But of course, some of the “information” the whumpers have to call bullshit, and Whumpee gets hurt more. Slowly sort of gaslighting the whumpee into questioning themself, because "clearly" they know things about this gang they've never heard of, but they don't know how they know these things.

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[cpt-winters]

Forced to Choose

"Open your mouth."

Leader's only response was to tighten his jaw muscles further.

"I won't ask again."

Leader's gaze shifted from the teammate kneeling opposite him to the gun levelled at his head. He stared at the barrel for several seconds before complying, though not without glaring up at Whumper.

Appearing menacing as Whumper slid the gun into his mouth was a lost effort, but there was no chance in hell he was giving Whumper the satisfaction of his full submission. But there was no disillusion of who held the power here.

"I'll make this simple." Gravel crunched under Whumper's boot as he stepped behind Leader, shifting his attention to the other captive.

"Tell me where the base is...or I blow his brains out."

Leader forced his face to stay neutral, not wanting Youngest to see him crumble. Nonetheless, he failed to suppress a shudder, his breath hitching as the cold metal bit into his skin, scraping against the roof of his mouth.

"Please don't...don't make me choose," Youngest pleaded, a tear glinting in their eyes as the gun cocked with a distinctive click.

Wanting to reassure Youngest it was okay, Leader gave as much of a nod as he could manage, already knowing what decision they'd have to make.

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[befuddled-calico-whump]

their "never thought I'd die fighting side by side with an elf" moment

(from the AU described in the second half of this ask)

Jin tried to go to his department with evidence of crimes against humanity committed by Rotorworx, not knowing the city police were paid off by the company to keep things hush-hush. After being warned several times to drop it, Jin and Wes were turned over to Rotorworx. Company employees then proceeded to (poorly) interrogate the pair to find out what they'd learned so far.

(art tag:

@kira-the-whump-enthusiast , @whumpsday , @regrets-realization-acceptance , @kixngiggles , @randomlifeunit , @darkthingshappen

#whump art #riotkings au #beaten #torture #interrogation whump #whumpy art #blood #bruising #enemies to friends #rk rotorworx au

[dresden-syndrome]

Requested by @sweet-lost-husbands and @monarchthefirst

Whumping in EESU: Defiant whumpee

Whumpee kicking and fighting so much they need much more effective restraints than their class unit/facility provides.

Whumpee dragged across the floor by said restraints to the interrogation room.

Whumpee screaming how they hate the government and the EESU regime, whether out of pure desire to say it out loud for the first time or to piss the captors off.

Whumpee being put in a cold small room or box for their "highly inconvenient" behavior.

Whumpee refusing to eat as an act of protest strapped to a chair or floor and fed through a feeding tube.

Whumpee of the "pet" designation which didn't cause much trouble back in detention lashing out, absolutely enraged by the fact of being owned by someone and the laws allowing it.

Whumpee not remembering half of the time in detention just because they were sedated way too often.

Whumpee held down to be injected with a sedative fighting, pushing, screaming as the needle approaches their skin.

Then, when the drug kicks in, sluggishly moving their hands and muttering swear words, desperate to keep fighting as their strength and awareness fades away.

Class 1-2 whumpee of defiant hot-headed personality struggling to control their impulses and behave well on interrogations to avoid getting demoted to a much worse fate.

Class 4 whumpee going absolutely feral since they have nothing more to lose.

Whumpee being selected for the State Security officers to practice capture/restraint techniques on; given their defiant nature, they're deemed "the extra hard target" for learning and practicing more brutal methods.

Whumpee getting tied up in their cell because they won't stop banging at the door.

Angry test subject whumpee calmed down by the doctors - in a condescending kind of way.

The moment when a previously defiant whumpee finally realizes they can't do anything with a situation they're in.

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[whumpdaydreamerx]

Whumper keeping a Vampire Whumpee captive. After torturing and interrogating them Whumper makes the drastic decision to become a vampire too, in pursuit of more power. And they’ll use Whumpee to do it.

While Whumpee struggles in their chains realizing what’s coming, Whumper uses a knife to slice into their neck — crying out as blood spills down their collarbone and chest.

Whumper snaking a hand into their hair, yanking their head back and exposing their neck. Whumper drinks straight from their throat. Whumpee gritting their teeth and groaning from the pain and the sensation.

Bonus: If blood sharing is intimate for Whumpee, so they feel extra violated

Bonus bonus: If Caretaker is there, forced to watch

#whump #whumpee #whumper #whump scenario #whump scene #whump prompt #whump tropes #vampire whumpee #vampire whump #supernatural whumpee #blood #blood sharing #whump visuals #blood aesthetic #knife whump #torture whump #interrogation whump #hair pulling #hand in hair #exposed neck #neck whump #chained whumpee #forced to watch #worried caretaker #whumpee x caretaker #cut with a knife #intimate whumper #my writing #whump community

[feverdreamsanddelusions]

i need to write more interrogation scenes

dingy rooms with just one light overhead

too bright rooms where getting any sleep is impossible

unbearable quiet and no human contact

constant noise that makes it impossible to think

good cop bad cop

an interrogator so absolutely unhinged whumpee isn't sure they're even going for the info and not just mindless torture

a methodical and cold interrogator who's Definitely going for the info

an interrogator so sweet that whumpee is inclined to just speak. they just want this to end and whumper is promising safety and rest

whumpee giving up the information between sobs, feeling humiliated and guilty

did they betray their friends? their family? or an organisation they didn't care for but one they know will come after them for this betrayal and hunt them down?

whumpee is let go afterwards. now they're hunted

whumpee is kept as a hostage. they're being protected by the enemy

#whump #whump prompt #whump prompts #whump prompt list #interrogation whump

[federaliszt]

Stoicism Breaks

cw: implied captivity whump, interrogation, torture

Different ways a whumpee character can begin to break down:

that first muffled grunt of pain wrung out of them after being captured. maybe it's from an unexpected slap to the face or punch to the throat, maybe from the restraints around their wrists or arms being pulled a little too tight.

the first screams that are ripped from their throat as the initial interrogation reaches a peak and injuries are now being layered on top of other injuries.

the tears that start streaming down their face as they realize they just can't control their own reactions anymore.

the first time they start shivering and shaking from pain or cold or fear or exhaustion or some unholy combination of all four.

the first time they break down and ask for food or water or blankets or painkillers or even just a bit of human conversation, because they're so lonely and miserable in their cell.

the first time they break down and beg for mercy, either because they can't stand another round of torture, or because whumper has just decided to torture a teammate or friend in front of them.

the guilt that saturates their entire being when they finally break down and give information to their enemies in order to save someone else from being tortured, or in order to prevent an attack on another target, or just to save themselves from some horrible fate, their once-strong resistance worn down to a nub.

the moment right after being rescued, when a stoic character finally allows their eyes to well up with long-repressed tears. "I thought I'd never see you again," they choke out as they cling to their friend. "I didn't want to let myself hope -"

#whump #whump prompts #whumpril2024 #whumprilday22 #stoic breakdown #stoicism breaks #torture whump #interrogation whump #captivity whump

[whump-me]

“Your friends died rather than give up this information, you know.”

The prisoner, lying broken and bloody on the floor, didn’t respond. He stared up at the interrogator, tears welling up in the eye that wasn’t swollen shut.

“You, on the other hand... you handed it all over to me," the interrogator continued.

The prisoner let out a miserable moan.

“It was the right decision,” the interrogator assured him. “Still, it’s a pity they died for nothing.”

#whump #whump prompt #interrogation whump #my prompts

[whump-in-the-closet]

Slamming whumpee’s head into the table during the course of an interrogation.

Whenever they talk back. Whenever they give a perceived lie— Whumper is behind them and slamming their head into the wooden table.

Again and again and again. Until their nose is past broken and they’re choking on blood. They can’t give away the information they hold— but they’re missing teeth and their head is pounding. They just want it to stop. Please. They didn’t realize they were begging until Whumper told them that it won’t help them— and the table rises up to meet them once again.

Soon, Whumpee’s only hope is that Whumper will hit them hard enough that the darkness filling the corners of their vision will envelop them.

#interrogation whump #whump ideas #whumpblr #whump #whump prompts #whump community #whump prompt #whump writing #whump scenario #tw torture #idk enjoy #idk what i’m doing #oh well

[whumpasaurus101]

Chapter 3

This is shorter than I would've liked and has not been read over so excuse like all the typos JHUIDKHJDIDJ ENJOY

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“I- I swear… I’m not who you think I am…” 

Martyn raised an eyebrow, holding up a pocket knife as he studied Niko’s face, “This look familiar?”

Niko’s eyes darted around the room, his vision spinning as he swayed slightly. Marcus grabbed a fistful of Niko’s hair, yanking his head back so Niko met Martyn’s eyes. He squinted, blinking a few times before his eyes finally focused on the object Martyn was holding.

His eyes widened slightly but he quickly tried to cover it up, clearing his throat as he gulped, “I… it doesn't ring a bell…”

Martyn hummed in curiosity, walking up beside Niko as he placed the blade under the other’s chin. He slowly tilted Niko’s head up, relishing how the other’s breath picked up. “You know,” Martyn hummed, “I really don't like when people lie to me, buttercup.” His voice was a growl now, “This is your last and final chance, do you recognise this weapon, yes or no?”

“You have the wrong-”

Martyn slashed the blade across Niko’s chest, making the other cry out but he was held in place by Marcus’ heavy hand in his hair. “Yes or no, Buttercup.”

Nikos clenched his jaw, before slowly shaking his head. Silence then followed, making Niko’s heartbeat pick up as his eyes quickly dropped down away from Martyn’s. He gulped hard, feeling the blade bob over his throat.

“I thought I told you that I don't like liars…” 

Niko tensed, blinking hard before finally opening his mouth, “A-alright, it’s mine… but- but I wasn't intending on using it or anything-”

“Bullshit.” Martyn growled, slamming his fist against the desk. Niko jumped, cringing back into the chair as he chewed on the inside of his cheek. “I am warning you, buttercup, if you don't start talking, you and I are going to have serious problems.”

Niko jutted out his chin in defiance, his eyes hardening as he looked up at the target.

“Suit yourself,” Martyn muttered before walking out of the room. Niko was dumb for thinking it was over. He tried to get out of Marcus’ grip but it only tightened. Niko winced but held in any sound.

Martyn then returned with a bright smile on his face, carrying a basin of water. He slammed it onto the table in front of Niko, some of the water splashing against the metal table’s surface. “Just remember,” Martyn cooed, cupping the other’s cheek, “This all can end once you tell me what I want to hear.” He nodded at Marcus before looking down on his new possession.

Before Niko could even open his mouth to ask what was going on, Marcus forced the other’s head underneath the water. Niko’s eyes widen as his chest let out a heave, his body beginning to thrash as he realized what was going on. His hands desperately fought against the tight rope, burning a mark around his wrists as his attempts didn't give up. His chest burnt as he couldn't get a breath in. Just before he saw black spots, Marcus heaved Niko’s head up.

Niko gasped as he was brought up, coughing up the water as he shook his head, trying to get any water from his face and eyes. He watched with blurry vision as the man leaned down so they were face to face.

“Ready to talk?”

Niko didn't even spare him with a look, bursting into coughs as he tried to calm his breathing. Martyn simply sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before nodding once more to Marcus who slammed Niko’s face back into the water.

Niko’s lungs burnt by the fifth go, his head was spinning and his vision was a complete mess of black spots. He squeezed his eyes shut tight as he tried to think of his past training.

“Drip feeding information is crucial,” Aaron had told the team, “You give a little information so you won’t get your brains blown out of your skull for being useless…”

Niko felt Marcus start pushing his head down and Niko gasped, “Wai-wait-” He yelped. Martyn’s eyebrow raised he looked to Marcus who was waiting for his instruction. Martyn tilted his head up and Marcus stopped Niko’s head just before the water.

Niko took in deep shaky breaths as he tried to calm himself, clenching his jaw tight. He tried to ignore the footsteps that drew closer, stopping just before him. “I’m waiting,” Martyn cooed against the other’s ear. 

Niko took one more deep breath before daring to speak, “My name is Ni-Niko…” He let out a breath as Marcus’ grip in his hair, pulled his head up before leaving his hair. 

“Nikooooo, Niiiiiikooooooo,” Martyn hummed, testing the new word as he smirked, “It's cute!” He giggled, pinching Niko’s cheek. Niko grimaced, forcing himself not to glare at the target who loomed over him.

“Alright, put him in isolation,” Martyn ordered Marcus, “I think he needs some time to think about where not telling me what I want to hear will get him.”

Niko was untied, hauled from the chair before his hands were roughly pulled behind him and he was led out of the room. He only tried once to pull out of Marcus’ grip but he knew it was no use.

After a short walk down a dark corridor, Niko was shoved into a cold, dark room. The door slammed behind Marcus and Niko was left in utter silence. He had to stay strong. He was a weak link enough to the team, he didn't want the team to trust him even less if he sold them out.

Stay strong… for the team…

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