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whumpypepsigal · 5 months
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abysslll · 1 year
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HHHHH
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Regarding my last reblog, I'm now obsessed with the idea of a human-eating creature kidnapping a human and becoming it's Whumper for the rest of the puny little human's life.
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oh god DAMN this whump is IMMACULATE, Matt you are WONDERFUL
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promptsbytaurie · 4 months
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What phrases give you instant whumperflies?
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dialogue prompts for ~injury~ PART TWO!!
ask and you shall receive >:]
"I'm gonna--I'm gonna kill you, for what you did to them."
"Let them go, they didn't do anything wrong--please--"
"Cover your eyes--cover them."
"G-get away."
"What do you mean they're gone? No, that can't be right, no--"
"Stop, stop, stop, I--please stop--"
"They're innocent! They didn't do anything! Don't--stop it!"
"I don't want to do this anymore--"
"Let her go... you have to let them go."
"It was my fault, wasn't it."
"They're not dead. Stop. Don't--don't do this to me--"
"I'm sorry about this. ... But only one of us can make it."
"Get me the first aid kit. Now!"
"No, don't say that, you're fine, we can help you--"
"I didn't--I just stood there."
"Breathe, just breathe, please breathe--"
"Don't you dare--get your hands off of them!"
"Who just screamed? Who was that?"
"I don't--I don't get it, we did everything right!"
"'M fine, I'm fine, I'm--fuck--"
"I'm sorry, please, I didn't do anything, I don't know anyone, stop, please--"
"A-Are they okay?"
"Take me instead. Take me!"
"If you take one more step towards them I will destroy you. Don't fucking test me."
"They're gone... they're gone, oh god, they're gone--"
"Listen, shhh, we're getting a medic, okay? Breathe... please..."
"I'm so fucking terrified for them I can barely breathe--"
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry."
"Holy fuck, you're bleeding? Why didn't you say anything?"
"Where are they? ... No. Stop. Don't bullshit me, where are they, please--"
"'s okay... I know you did all you could."
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aceofwhump · 1 month
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Do you have a favorite small moment of whump? Like rather than a whole big scene something really small and fleeting, i.e. a micro expression, a grimace in the background, a minor wince, etc.
Oh man nonny small moments of whump is one of my favorite aspects of whump. I have so many I adore. The big stuff is fun but when it comes down to it, it's the small aspects that tend to give me those whumperflies. Here are some of my absolute favorite small moments of whump:
When the character is feeling faint and they sway just a little bit before collapsing to their knees
Flinching. Nothing better than a flinch. I love the big full body flinching but even the really small ones that you can just barely notice give me whumperflies
Fevers. Everything about fevers is wonderful. The light blush on their cheeks, laying a hand on their forehead, the heavy breathing, the little moans. Ugh i love it so much
Bruises. Especially like one on the jaw from a punch to the face
When a character has a headache and they close their eyes and they get that little crinkle of pain between their brows
Shaky hands! Either from fear, cold, illness, etc A little tremor in the hands is so good.
Tears!! Come on you can't beat tears!
An arm slung over the shoulder of a caretaker in a support/carried kind of way
Applying a bandage to a wound. My favorite is when it's a hand injury.
Running their hands through the whumpee's hair when they're unconscious/sleeping. If that happens I DIE
Being covered with a blanket when they've passed out on the couch or something
Coughing. Especially anime sick episode coughing.
Hugging!! Hugging is ALWAYS good!
Scar reveals!
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characters who are enemies, forced to work together, but then one of them gets hurt/injured/sick.
that moment when whumpee is finally to weak to resist (maybe even too weak to walk) and has to be picked up bridal style and carried to safety is *chefs kiss*
that moment when the reluctant caretaker has his 'oh shit, he's actually really delicate' realisation (as whumpee slumbers deliriously in his arms) is also *chef's kiss*
I know it's cliche but it gets me every time.
I have nothing to add because this right here is one of the best tropes of all time. everything you said. I don’t care if it’s cliche, it’s classic and gold and is one of my favorites. I certainly do get whumperflies every time.
enemies to reluctant caretaker/whumpee to lovers supremacy.
*and when they reach the “lovers” part, I don’t mean for them to suddenly become soft and lovey dovey towards each other all the time. they can still remain archenemies, but deep down they both know they care for each other very deeply (even though the word “love” may be something they can’t admit to themselves, it’s still there regardless) and they will kill anyone who touches the other because “this idiot is mine. so back off.”
they’re archenemies, yes, but they are also soulmates who can’t live without each other. it’s poetic and it’s beautiful.
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whumpshaped · 6 months
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ok please share in the tags the phrases that give u instant whumperflies (potentially for no discernible reason)
aside from classic ones like "good boy" mine r "there you go" and "oh my/oh dear" like if those r part of a character's vocab im sorry its over for me lmao
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comfy-whumpee · 6 months
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Being in the #whump community bingo! How many do you get?
Full list of squares:
first whumperflies stories
“they have all of my issues lmao”
favourite trope version #3547
everyone knows I love whump vs. nobody can know
posted as screenshots on pinterest
posts that are one line but hit just right
tag games that take 5 hours to scroll past
beloved mutual going feral in the notes
found your new best friend via niche tropes
discussions on improving diversity
“dead. i’m dead. this killed me.”
extremely nuanced, developed characters called A and B
bad things happen bingo never completed
fighting the morality police
fanfic about the character with 0.3 seconds of screentime
ao3 links for the really saucy stuff
“bestie you forgot your readmore” “OH NO”
prioritising fun
one of your OCs is called Sam
sharing irl experiences to inspire each other
gifsets of shows you’ve never heard of
twelve reblogs deep in the au with the mutual
picking the trope to fall asleep thinking about
making a whumpee for your friend’s whumper and vice versa
blacklisting a tag your mutual loves but supporting them anyway
crack posts and shitposting about agony
anonymous asks for the most fucked up tropes <3
monthly challenges for almost every month
realism has no power here
an arcane but extremely detailed tagging system OR nothing
that one trope you will always reblog
misspelling it ‘whimper’
everyone from the discord server knows the plot twist
whumpee who gets every disease
intro post with 200 notes
watching the show from all those gifsets
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whumpsoda · 8 months
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Your Name is Villain
omg I am going feral over this it gives me so many whumperflies!!! (I made a part two!! Part 2)
cw: mild restraints, mild cursing
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“Greetings, Hero.”
Hero couldn’t move. His limbs were tied so tightly on every inch of his body that there was no movement possible, even his head was squeezed against the back of the large leather chair.
“Fuck you.” In response Supervillain chuckled tenderly, stepping fully into the dimly lit room, allowing for the giant metal door to shut behind him.
“I’m so glad I’m finally able to use my powers on you, Hero. Aren’t you?” 
“Fuck. You.” Hero struggled against the restraints as much as he possibly could, to no avail.
Hero knew Supervillain’s power. It was the sole reason why Supervillain was so feared, why only Hero could fight him. Hero had managed to go so long without getting too close, and yet now it was all for nothing. Supervillain had gotten his hands on him, and now there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Supervillain was mere inches from him now, tall and slender, a malicious grin plastered across his face. 
Supervillain’s hands reached out toward Hero.
They were coming closer.
And closer.
Frantic pleads and wails filled the cramped room, but did nothing to cease Supervillain’s movement.
“Shhh, hush Hero. I’m not gonna hurt you, you know that.” Fat tears began to roll out of fear stricken eyes as Hero attempted to turn his head out of reach. 
Supervillain’s icy fingertips met with Hero’s temples, beginning a tender, circular rubbing motion. “Please! Please don’t! I’ll never fight you again, I won’t, I promise-”
“Hush. Don’t be so scared, Hero. I’m going to take good care of you.” Hero sobbed, a blubbering mess as Supervillain whispered sweet nothings into his ears. 
Hero grasped onto his memories. He remembered his friends, his family, his team, all of the moments that made his life enjoyable. He cherished them, attempting to block out the dire situation. 
“Hero, focus on me, darling. Focus on my smooth voice, focus on my sweet words. Focus, Hero, I know you want to.”
“No! N-no, please! No!” Supervillain paid no mind to his attempts of resisting.
“Focus on my relaxing voice. Focus on how relaxed it makes you feel. Focus on how good it makes you feel. You love it Hero, you love the feeling. You adore the relaxation, the pleasure my voice sets upon you. Just keep listening, darling.”
Hero began slipping ever so slightly. His eyes were still tied impossibly shut, but his ears were enveloped in the sound of Supervillain’s voice. He was enamored with the words spouting from his manipulative mouth.
“You’re so relaxed, aren’t you hero. So focused on my voice, so very relaxed. You feel oh so tired, you’re body oh so heavy. You feel so serene don’t you hero? So drowsy. There you go, darling.” Supervillain hummed as Hero begun to sink into the chair, his pleading slowing to silence. “You’re so relaxed, so sleepy. My voice, you’re obsessed, it’s making you so tired. So very tired, Hero. You’re sleepy aren’t you?”
“I’m… tired?” Hero’s face softened, his eyes now shut gently. 
The rubbing on his temples continued methodically, casting a pleasurable feeling enveloping Hero’s body entirely. He couldn’t help but hug into the chair, drowsiness grasping his being.
“Yes, darling, so tired, so drowsy. So docile. And yet, you’re so focused, so focused on me. How does it feel, darling?”
Hero’s mouth twisted into a genuine, enamoured smile. “It… it feels so, good…” 
Hero was so gone.
“That’s great, darling, you’re doing so good. You’re being such a good boy.”
Hero’s eyes fluttered open slightly, the weight of his drowsy lids keeping them half open. “Really…? I am?” His doe eyes were pleading with the supervillain. 
“Oh of course, darling, the best boy.” Hero’s eyes shut slowly once again, his smile still full. 
“Thank…you, Supervillain…”
“Call me sir, darling.”
Hero hesitated, his smile faltered for a moment. 
“N-no! I-um-” his muscles tensed up in dismay.
Supervillain whispered lovingly in his ear once again. “Shhhh. Relax, focus. Let the naughty thoughts go. Just listen to me. You’ve been so good, such a sweet boy.”
“Thank you sir.”
So polite.
 The hesitancy had been washed clean from Hero’s mind. The methodical motion of the rubbing on Hero’s temples continued, no sign of stopping until they were finished. It eased Hero’s brain and body.
“Darling how do you feel? You feel relaxed don’t you? So warm and delicate. So relaxed. Does it feel good darling? It does, doesn’t it? Do you like my power now?” Supervillain appeared calm, but was ecstatic under the ruse.
“Feels.. so good, sir. So good, so nice… don’t stop sir, please.” Euphoria was flooding his senses, pleasure seeping into every crevice of Hero’s being. 
“Of course not, darling. We can’t stop when you’re doing so well.” Supervillain received a soft smile in response.
He hadn’t expected Hero to have been so easy. He expected more fighting, insults, violence, yet Hero had given up the moment Supervillain had entered the room. His mental blockades were so weak, so simple. Hero was so obedient, so very eager to please. 
“Darling, do you remember what they did to you? The heroes?” Faint confusion painted across Hero’s relaxed face, with a slight shake of his head.
“Do you remember how they hurt you? How they took you from me? How they changed you, fooled your feeble mind into becoming their pet?” 
“They… they did?” Hero was open to any and all suggestions, logic no longer clouding his mind. He would believe anything that slipped Supervillain’s mouth.
“Yes, darling. Don’t you remember, when you were my successor? When I molded you? When you were a villain? When they stole you from me? And they made you an obedient little Hero?” 
Shoved deep in the back of his brain, Hero knew it was a lie. He knew Superviallin was fooling him, he knew none of his words were real. He knew they meant nothing.
Even so, in that moment, they meant everything to Hero. He couldn’t help but believe.
“Yes sir.” The words melted off of his tongue.
“You want to come back to me don’t you? To your teacher? To the only one who truly cares for you?” Even in his drowsy state Hero nodded energetically. 
In his mind, the people he had cared for so deeply all his life, the ones in the memories he had treasured, were all fake.  They meant nothing to him anymore.
Only Supervillain did.
“That’s what I’m doing darling, I’m rescuing you.” Hero leaned deeper into the tender touch of Supervillain’s thin fingers on his temples.
“Thank you, sir.”
A moment passed in approving silence.
“Darling, can you tell me your name, please?”
“It’s… my name is Hero.” Supervillain tsked, hanging his head.
“No darling, you’re real name. Not the one they gave you.” Hero eagerly scoured his head for an answer. He wanted to please Supervillain, wanted to give the correct response, but nothing came up. 
His name was Hero… wasn’t it?
“No, darling, don’t you remember? You’re name is Villain.” Hero knew he’d never heard the name in this life. Overwhelming pleasure obstructed these unwanted thoughts. “Tell me again, darling, what’s your name?”
Hero wasted no time responding. “My name is Villain, sir.” 
“Absolutely marvelous, Villain. I’m so proud of your performance today, you’ve been wonderful to work with. Such a good boy.” Hero smiled gleefully. “And we’re finally finished! How splendid. Now just let your mind go, Villain, sleep. You can unfocus, just slip away, you’ve done so well for me. Feel your body melt into the chair. Wonderful. Sleep now, Villain.”
Hero was quickly and willingly losing consciousness, cuddling comfortably closer into the chair and restraints. A small whimper escaped his scarred lips when Supervillain delicately lifted his fingers from Hero’s head. As Supervillain stepped to the door, a faint, sleepy voice stopped him.
“G’night, sir…”
Such a sweet one.
“Goodnight, Villain.”
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maracujatangerine · 1 month
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83. On the phone 6
CW: institutionalised slavery, dehumanisation, box boy universe, pet whump
”I’ve managed to arrange it. It wasn’t easy, but I have finally found a friend who is willing to help us.”
“Really? Oh my god, Indira, you are amazing!”
“I aim to please.” Lydia could hear the smile in the doctor’s voice. “But we will have to be careful. Have you talked with him about it yet?”
“Not yet, I didn’t want to worry him, or give him any false hopes.”
“You are worried about how he will react.” It was a statement, not a question.
“I am.” Lydia admitted. “But he deserves the chance. I will ask him soon.”
”That’s good. This has been going on for far too long.”
“I know.” Lydia sighed. “But WRU seemed to be the only option, and I would never put Coriander through that.”
“Agreed.” Indira paused, listening to some indistinct loudspeaker announcement in the background. “I got to go. Keep me posted.”
“I will. Thank you again. You are the best!”
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whump-on-a-string · 2 months
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Oh I'm just a silly little fantasy victorian era man. Can I get you some tea? Tee hee! Look at my neat clothes. I am just a little guy. I'll go polish the silver! Hahaha! I should've died like 3 times because half of the available medicine was basically just getting wasted and/or has cocaine in it. But it's fantasy! Magic exists. Yay! We can ignore a lot of dumb stuff we don't like in this era because F A N T A S Y! FICTION!
I basically have plot armor! No dying of consumption for me! I get even more time off than historically accurate! Isn't that great?
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Let's throw werewolves, vampires, and other shit at him. Then hit him with excessive amounts of comfort because it's cathartic. I want to put this poor little guy and all of his fictional friends into all sorts of horrible situations even if it makes no sense because it's fun and gives the whumperflies.
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It's okay buddy. One of your best pals is a doctor/surgeon. :)
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kabie-whump · 1 month
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CYOA Whump - Part 9
First | Previous
You chose: Yes please.
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The wet cloth is rough against your raw cheek and you wince.
"Sorry," Onthyes mutters, scrubbing at a particularly stubborn streak of blood. "It kind of got stuck in your... your scales? Is that what they are?"
"Yes," you say, still not quite sure what to make of this guy. He's huge, big enough to snap you in half easily if he wants to, but his demeanor seems gentle enough. Besides, if he's unfriendly he probably wouldn't have asked to clean the blood off your face, right?
"What are you? If you don't mind me asking."
"Half-goblin," you answer sarcastically.
He stares at you, wide eyed. "Really?"
You scoff. "No. Did you really believe me? Am I that ugly?"
"No, not at all! You're... you're not ugly at all." He finishes cleaning the blood off your face and steps back, tucking the rag into his belt. "Forget it. You're navy, right? I used to wear that uniform too, before they kicked me out."
"That's right."
Aside from being a pirate you get a fairly innocent vibe from Onthyes. You wonder what he did to be booted from the military.
"At least you won't get too homesick while you're here then, right? Since you're probably used to it already."
That's stupidly optimistic. You imagine being tied up and at the mercy of pirates is going to make you miss home way more than serving in the navy had. "Yeah, I guess..."
Onthyes seems to get the hint that you aren't in the mood for a Q&A session and he sits down again, fiddling with a beaded bracelet around his wrist. The sun is setting, casting an orange glow all around you.
You slump into your bindings, sticking your legs out in front of you and leaning back against the mast, trying to get comfortable enough to get some sleep. It helps that it's a calm night, the rocking of the boat pulling you under.
When you wake the next morning your head aches. Your mouth is painfully dry. You crack your eyes open to see Onthyes sitting nearby, snacking on some stale bread. You can't help but crave it, even though the version of you two days ago might rather go hungry than tolerate a low quality meal. Even in the navy you'd find ways to cater to your particular tastes.
You groan, struggling to sit up a little straighter. Onthyes looks up. "Oh, you're awake. Captain told me to ask you if you're ready to cooperate. "
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pianokantzart · 3 months
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Oh my god
This comic
Oh my god
This whole last scene specifically is just
Oh my god
It's hitting so many whumperfly buttons
Oh my god
*chef's kiss*
Oh my god
AND A HAPPY ENDING TOO?!
Oh my god
YOU ARE THE BEST
Aaawe, shucks
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Thank you so much
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painsandconfusion · 2 years
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Make Them Kneel
A prompt list for all the fun ways you can make a whumpee kneel, and what to do once they're there. A collaboration with the gorgeous @wormwriting.
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Twining a hand into Whumpee’s hair and wrenching them down to the ground.
“Oh, did you not hear me?” Whumper kicks them to the ground. “That’s okay. I can be proactive.”
Electrocution making their muscles disobey - their knees buckle even if they can withstand the pain.
“Kneel” “No.” “No? Okay.” Whumper shoots them in the foot. “That’s better.”
Whumpee just stumbling down - trembling from permeating exhaustion.
“Good pet. I’m glad you can see that’s the only place you have any real purpose.”
Watching Whumpee pale and fall as they lose one drop of blood too many to keep standing.
“Either you’ll kneel now, or you’ll kneel later - and trust me - you won’t like later.”
Crowbar. That’s it. That’s the prompt.
“Get on your knees before I decide you don’t need them anymore.”
A whumpee who has been previously trained to drop in response to a signal or command. Caretaker accidentally triggering this response.
If your neck is within my reach for a second longer there may be disastrous consequences for your airflow, so it's really in your best interest to get down and stay down”
“This is your new default position - understand?”
Whumper builds a brace with iron pipes. They can either tie whumpee too it, or bolt their bones to the frame - either way, forcing them to stay in that position.
Whumpee kicking out at Whumper. Whumper grabs them harshly and holds them in place. “There is exactly one thing your legs should be doing right now. Do you think you picked the right one?”
“Do you want to live kneeling, or die kneeling?”
“I don’t think you really need legs if you aren’t going to use them properly.”
Whumpee trying to be defiant and stay standing, but they’ve just lost too much blood, so they crumple to a smirking Whumper’s feet. “At least your body understands who’s in charge.”
Whumper taking a mold of Whumpee while they’re kneeling and creating a case for Whumpee to reside in.
Keeping them there:
Drilling Whumpee’s legs into place.
Or supergluing.
Or cementing.
Binding them in place so that if they drop their perfect posture, they find the air just a little too sparse for comfort.
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aceofwhump · 1 month
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How do you feel about whump when the whumpee isn't, strictly speaking, human or human-appearing but still has human-levels of intelligence and emotional range? Like Kenai from Brother Bear (ok, bad example, since he WAS human) or the Warrior Cats or Ninja Turtles or the Gargoyles or..... those kinds of things? Does it diminish the whumperflies for you, or is it all the same so long as the emotions are there?
Oh good question! Well when I was younger I was absolutely into that. A lot of my favorite whumpees were not human. Basil from Great Mouse Detective, Mikey from TMNT, Firestar from Warrior Cats (oh my god I was obsessed with Warrior Cats), Robin Hood from the 1970s Disney film, Haku in dragon form from Spirited Away. All my favorites growing up. And I still have a soft spot for their whumps but now that I'm older I tend to not get whumperflies from that kind of whumpee anymore. Only if I'm revisiting an old favorite will there be the potential I'll get whumperlies.
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