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letitbehurt · 3 months
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Thinking about imprisoned Whumpees being abused by guards. Thank you @dresden-syndrome for the brain food!
Spitting on Whumpee, or stomping on their fingers
Forcing Whumpee to perform humiliating tasks to receive basic needs
Banging weapons against the bars to scare Whumpee, or to listen to them groan when it makes their migraine worse
Splashing a bucket of waste or cold, dirty water at Whumpee
Beating Whumpee for the smallest slights, or for invented ones
Lying to their leader/boss about Whumpee misbehaving
Derogatory names/language, either directed at Whumpee or spoken to one another as if Whumpee isn’t there
Tripping Whumpee during transit, then striking them for being clumsy
When Whumpee tries to tell the leader/boss about the abuse, the guards only get more violent
Force feeding Whumpee pills when they get sick, because they get in trouble if Whumpee dies on their watch
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Is It Enough? (Tower: Day 99)
for Angstpril, Day 19: Breaking Down
cw: imprisonment, beating, strangulation, vague noncon implications
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"See to it he never does this again."
The command, spat at the guards, was the last thing Alexei heard before they threw him back into his cell, ears still ringing from the punch he'd taken. The door locked, and for a while it was quiet. In the cell, in the hall. Quiet everywhere but in his head.
The dread building inside him was so potent he was sure he'd be sick, and try as he might, he couldn't direct his thoughts away from it.
Cold blue of a clear sky—
(What are they going to do?)
Flaking rust, crumbled iron—
(What are they going to do to me?)
Clear, cheer, deer, fear, gear, hear—
(What are they going to do to me?)
He'd been stupid. He wasn't going to pretend otherwise. The city council had been invited on a tour of the prison, something about securing funding, or acquiring votes for a new bill. Wade had told Lex about it beforehand as he hosed him down, forced a comb through his hair, a toothbrush into his mouth.
"Even the mayor will be there. Be good, or else."
They'd unchained him from the wall and had him stand in the doorway, flanked by two guards. The warden had thought he was helpless. Half-starved and wearing power dampeners and missing his fucking arms. His mistake.
When one of the council members had reached out to touch him, like a child on a double dare, Lex had fought past the dampeners, focusing until he thought his very blood would boil, and set her expensive silk blazer on fire.
 And now he was about to find out exactly what 'or else' meant.
The cell door opened before long, guard after guard pouring into the small space. Lex knew what was coming; he curled into a ball and ignored them, waiting for the blows to start flying. And when they inevitably did, he tried to find a poem, or even a rhyme to cling to, make it all more bearable, but every boot in the gut only served to scatter his thoughts, and in the end, he was resolved to simply waiting for it to end.
The beating was the worst one he'd taken since coming here, leaving his body shuddering, blood oozing from his lips, breath coming in short wheezes—he'd felt several ribs crack during the assault.
The voices above him were fuzzy. He didn't care. He didn't need to know what the guards were going on about—
"But is it enough?"
That pulled his attention, shoving him into a cold-blooded clarity, words sharp enough to cut into his skull.
"What do you mean, 'is it enough'? Look at him."
"They get beaten all the fucking time. Lopez said—"
"What do you suggest? We're not supposed to do permanent damage."
"That's what the healer's for."
The conversation was quickly turning to argument, and the words were bleeding together. He could only catch scraps.
"...strung up." (Shut up)
"Nothing to tie on…" (Bygone)
"...in the break room." (Doom, plume)
An arm curled around his torso, pressure on newly-cracked ribs, and he bit back a whimper as more hands latched onto him and lifted his body. His instincts screamed at him to fight back, but it hurt to move. He could only hang there limply as they carried him out of the cell and down the hall. Going where? Why? (Cry, pie, lie, die.)
Movement stopped, a switch was flicked on, and Lex squinted as bright light flooded his vision. He could hear garbled words from a TV, music coming faintly from a radio, the slight squeak of boots on the floor.
Break room.
"Stand him up!" one of the guards called. Lex blinked away the spots in his vision, letting his eyes adjust to the fluorescent lights. As he did, he saw that the guard's number had dwindled down to three.
"I don't know if he can—"
"Well he'll remember to really fucking fast."
Hands held him up on either side, and something was looped around his throat, pulled tight against flesh and knotted. (Spotted, clotted, dotted, no no no—)
He was vaguely aware of the other end of the thing around his neck being tossed high, over a metal ceiling beam, and caught, yanked.
Lex's body jerked as it cinched on his throat, and he choked, trying to take in air, finding he couldn't unless he stood perfectly straight, and even then it was only barely. All his body wanted to do was curl in on itself, and his ribs throbbed as he tried to hold position, closing his eyes against the harsh lights. 
"Fucking hell man, this is gonna kill him."
"He passes out, you let him down. Hand me the whip."
"You sure we're allowed to touch it? Rentals—"
"Rentals won't give a shit as long as we return it clean."
A whistling sound pierced the air, followed by a sharp slap across his back. Lex arched forward reflexively, cutting off his own air with the movement.
"Dude. That was weak as shit, let me try."
Lex braced himself, but it wasn't enough. The whip cracked as it hit the air this time, striking him on the shoulders. Another was right on its heels, lighting a line of fire that ran parallel to his spine.
With every blow, it was getting harder to hold himself up, to keep breathing. It was only the fear that kept him awake, that animal terror that struck him when he couldn't reach the air.
A strike cut across several marks at once, and Lex cried out, his knees buckling.
"Maybe we should stop—"
"He's fine."
He managed to get to his feet, gasping, tears streaming down his cheeks. Wasn't it enough? How could this not be enough?
The next lash pulled a scream from him, cut off rapidly as he stumbled and the rope closed his throat. He didn't even have the energy to hold back a strangled sob. How could this not be fucking enough?
Another strike, and he lost his footing, the pressure on his windpipe crushing, legs shaking and useless and failing.
"For God's sake."
The rope suddenly went slack, and he crumpled, gasping, unable to choke down the whimpers that came crawling up his throat.
"Jeez, David. Buzzkill much?"
"I'm not losing my fucking job for your entertainment."
The linoleum floor was cool on his face, and Lex clung to the feeling, trying to focus on anything other than how much it all hurt.
"He literally tried to kill Senator Collins. He should count himself lucky right now."
"Lucky? He's practically dying at your feet."
"Yeah, we're supposed to ensure this never happens again. Gotta make sure he never forgets." Lex heard fabric shuffling above him, the faint click of metal on metal.
"Fucking hell, dude,"
"No one's making you stay and watch."
"He's already had the shit beat outta him."
Another sob escaped Lex. They were done now, right? Fuck, he'd hoped they were done, they had to be done—
"But is it enough?"
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albino-whumpee · 1 year
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Another one for you whump enthusiasts.
You know how having nightmares is often depicted as screaming, tossing and turning and stuff? Well I bring you the silent dreamer.
They’re perfectly still, maybe a tight little frown, but their body is tense enough to not move an inch. They’re dreaming, Caretaker is glad they’re sleeping as sound as a rock. So they don’t really get it when whumpee wakes up and stares at them for a long time before walking to hug them and then bawl, saying they had a terrible nightmare and thought they had woken up screaming cause that’s what they last did in their dream.
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whumpypepsigal · 2 years
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The Boys s03e07: #tears
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whumpwillow · 2 years
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I'm not that into famous whump, but I thought about combining it with villain whump and now I am like mmmm tasty whump :D
Like imagine a horrible villain who got captured by the heroes and sent to a "villain rehabilitation center" that's really just a place where captured villains get tortured. Villain get released in a couple of years, and sometime afterwards they open up to a journalist about what they experienced in the center. That journalist writes an exposé that goes viral, with Villain as their primary source. Most people are sympathetic to Villain, but occassionaly they see comments on the internet or hear snippets of conversation that argue that they actually deserved everything they went through. And Villain's mental health really starts to tank.
Or a villain who livestreams torture sessions. Of heroes, civillians, disobediant henchman, whoever really. But on one of the livestreams, Villain gets overpowered by the person they're trying to torture. And then Villain gets whumped on livestream, for all their viewers to see.
you had me at “villain rehabilitation center” but oooooooooo livestream torture my beloved. Something i hadn’t considered before was the villain talking to a journalist about their experience in the so-called rehabilitation center. Such an interesting concept! You can imagine the heroes might wanna keep that a secret...😉
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the-bloody-sadist · 1 year
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Hello Sadist, I'm back to ask my 'How to' (I'm flattered by the way to be considered a pal).
You see, I'm chipping away at this whumpish bsd fic I'm writing (it's centered around the time frame in-between Dazai being arrested and transferred to Mersault) but I'm struggling on how to depict the transition from strong-willed to broken.
I'm wanting the emotional journey to feel ethnic and convincing, and slow enough to fit the various experiences.
I admire your work in both art and writing and was wondering if you might have a tip or two to spare.
~Mr. Noose
Hey Noose! Nice to have you back for the ask. Noooow it makes sense what you meant about the 'how to' questions.
Oh, gods, it's really hard to sort out advice, especially on so big a scale as it would be for this topic. Because half of it just comes naturally? To me, at least? So it's hard to sort out the details of how to make that progression happen.
But I'm assuming by the emotional journey feeling "ethnic" you were looking for the word authentic, in which case I can try to give a few tips!
In my style, at least, I'm really big on subtlety. The most effective way to break someone down is not to do huge, horrible things all at once, but to do scenes where small things are made big. Emotional manipulation is the most destructive, so things like wearing a person out in an argument to make them accept something, even something small and insignificant, can be a good start. Or tiny, nagging ways of abuse. The victim doesn't get food if the abuser doesn't like their attitude that day, or he doesn't get to wear clothes if he acts out of defiance.
The back and forth of action and punishment for that action is probably my default. Punishment doesn't have to be physical, either, but it can be. If your victim is a smart-mouth, the way to break him eventually is to keep up a cycle of punishing him for every time he is. My greatest experience is in the domestic realm of abuse, so with your situation it might be different, but hopefully you get the idea.
What you want, most importantly, is a series of events and aggressors that will continue to build upon each other until finally it hits a climax, the victim can't take anymore, and he gives in to the abuser's wishes. Since I'm long-winded and like to build things very subtly and over a great period of time, for me it might look different than what you're going for. Physical abuse and the extremity of it can make that process much faster, but will be pretty worthless if you don't have some undercurrent of emotional weight to it. Otherwise I firmly believe a victim like Dazai would just keep resisting without a problem. So make sure you locate the victim's biggest weakness, have the abuser find out, and have the abuser use that in the best way possible.
If that's employed to create the climax, it will give a lot of authenticity to that being the victim's breaking point.
OKAY HOPE THAT HELPED AT LEAST A LITTLE. There's a lot that goes into my thought processes on this subject, but it's highly specific to my stories and dynamics, so I hope that can be generally applied enough to be useful. But hopefully you've chosen characters that will play off of one another very well in this dynamic. That always makes the story stronger as a whole. Character is always the most important part.
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writereleaserepeat · 1 year
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I've just added this short preview to my masterlist, but as I've been inspired by so many brilliant writers and whumpers here lately, I've started on a new story: Blood of the Sun. The synopsis and content overview are below - first chapter will be posted on April 15!
Blood of the Sun
After 16 months as a living blood bank, Shiloh finally makes his escape. There’s just one problem: he escaped into the endless Alaskan tundra, where the sun won't rise for another six weeks, and where hungry vampires rove in packs. Fortunately for Shiloh, a coven is willing to keep him safe until the sun finally rises, and they will try to heal his many wounds along the way. That is, if Shiloh doesn’t kill them first.
CW: permanent injury, mentions of gore and blood, bloodbag whumpee, hypothermia, frostbite
FFO: vampire caretakers, human whumpee, angry whumpee, spiteful whumpee, whumpees who are fighters (except those times when they're not)
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lumpsbumpsandwhumps · 5 months
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amnesia as a trauma response has the potential to be so fucking funny because imagine you just spent like 6 months breaking Whumpee down piece by piece, stripping them of their rights, destroying their mind and body with scars that will never heal, relishing in the irrevocable damage done by your hand even after they've been rescued
and then you run into them at a grocery store and they're like "oh hey (: sorry didn't see you there ((((: no i have no idea who you are but you're blocking the shelf i need to look at"
my ass would be humbled so goddamn fast. i would be shinji gripping the sink sobbing in the mirror because Whumpee basically just called me cringe. my brilliant torturing apparently meant fuckall and i'm not even worth the time of day. they'd probably misspell my name on a starbucks cup. whumper turned whumpee because how do i recover from that. what the fuck.
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letitbehurt · 4 months
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What phrases give you immediate whumperflies?
This is such a difficult question because most of the things that give me Whumperflies are actions, thoughts, or moments. But here are a few phrases that get me every time:
From Whumper:
“You’ll regret that.”
“Shut them up.”
“Is that what you want?”
“I asked you a question.” / “Answer me.”
“Make them look at me.”
“You should thank me for this.”
“Let’s try this again.”
“I’m not going to kill you, but you’re going to wish I would have.”
“Kneel.”
From Whumpee:
“You wouldn’t do that.”
“Don’t touch me.”
“Anything else. Please. Just not that.“
“Please, don’t take it.”
“Don’t hurt them.”
“But I did what you wanted, please, I did—“
“What are they going to do to me?”
“Please, not again.”
“Fuck you.”
“No.”
From Caretaker:
“Touch them again and I’ll kill you.”
“Do you trust me?”
“You’re safe.”
“You need to eat/drink something.”
“It’s okay, it’s okay—it’s just a nightmare. It’s not real.”
“I can stay, if you want.”
“Is this okay?”
“Let me help you.”
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whumptober · 2 years
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Whumptober 2022
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Whumptober 2022 Prompt List
No. 1 A LITTLE OUT OF THE ORDINARY
Adverse Effects | Unconventional Restraints | "This wasn't supposed to happen"
No. 2 NOWHERE TO RUN
Cornered | Caged | Confrontation
No. 3 A HAIR’S BREADTH FROM DEATH
Gun to Temple | “Say goodbye.” | Impaled
No. 4 DEAD ON YOUR FEET
Hidden Injury | Waking Up Disoriented | Can’t Pass Out
No. 5 EVERY WHUMPEE’S NEEDS
Blood Loss | Running Out of Air | Hyperthermia
No. 6 PROOF OF LIFE
Ransom Video | “I’ve got a pulse” | Screams from Across the Hall
No. 7 THE WAY YOU SHAKE AND SHIVER
Shaking Hands | Seizures | Silent Panic Attack
No. 8 EVERYTHING HURTS AND I’M DYING
Stomach Pain | Head Trauma | Back from the Dead
No. 9 THE VERY NOISY NIGHT
Sleeping in Shifts | Tossing and Turning | Caught in a Storm
No. 10 POOR UNFORTUNATE SOULS
Taser | Whipping | Waterboarding
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Sloppy Bandages | Self-Done First Aid | Makeshift Splint
No. 12 WHAT COULD GO WRONG?
“Mayday, mayday!” | Cave In | Rusty Nail
No. 13 CAN’T MAKE AN OMELETTE WITHOUT BREAKING A FEW LEGS
Fracture | Dislocation | “Are you here to break me out?”
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Desperate Measures | Failed escape | “I’ll be right behind you.”
No. 15 EMOTIONAL DAMAGE
Lies | New Scars | Breathing through the Pain
No. 16 NO WAY OUT
Mind Control | Paralytic Drugs | “No one’s coming.”
No. 17 HANGING BY A THREAT
Breaking Point | Stress Positions | Reluctant Caretaker
No. 18 LET’S BREAK THE ICE
"Just get it over with." |  Treading Water | "Take my Coat"
No. 19 ENOUGH IS ENOUGH
Knees Buckling | Repeatedly Passing Out | Head Lolling
No. 20 IT’S BEEN A LONG DAY
Going into Shock | Fetal Position | Prisoner Trade
No. 21 FAMOUS LAST WORDS
Coughing up Blood | “You’re safe now.” | “Take me instead.”
No. 22 PICK YOUR POISON
Toxic | Withdrawal | Allergic Reaction
No. 23 AT THE END OF THEIR ROPE
Forced to Kneel | Tied to a Table | “Hold them down.”
No. 24 FIGHT, FLIGHT OR FREEZE
Blood Covered Hands | Catatonic | “I don’t want to do this anymore.”
No. 25 SILENCE IS GOLDEN
Lost Voice | Duct Tape | “You better start talking.”
No. 26 NO ONE LEFT BEHIND
Separated | Rope Burns | “Why did you save me?”
No. 27 PUSHED TO THE LIMIT
Muffled Screams | Stumbling | Magical Exhaustion
No. 28 IT'S JUST THE TIP OF THE ICEBERG
Anger Born of Worry | Punching the Wall | Headache
No. 29 WHAT DOESN'T KILL ME…
Sleep Deprivation | Defiance | “Better me than you.”
No. 30 NOTE TO SELF: DON'T GET KIDNAPPED
Manhandled | Hair Grabbing | “Please don’t touch me.”
Alternative Prompts List
No. 31 A LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL
Comfort | Bedside Vigil | “You can rest now.”
Ringing Ears
Whimpering
Dazed and Confused
Touch Starved
Ambushed
Sensory Overload
Protective
Made to Watch
Quicksand
Adrenaline Crash
Stabbed
Carried to Safety
Crutches
Emergency Blanket
Tears
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Best ways to restrain your Whumpees (a subjective scale)
Tied to a chair: 7/10. Classic, gets the job done. Rub their skin raw while you're at it.
Cuffed to the chair: 9/10. The more cuffs the better. Sure, cuff each wrist to an arm chair. But what if you also cuffed their wrists together with just enough slack so their circulation doesn't cut off? ... what if you didn't give them enough slack? What about their legs?
Chained to the chair: 4/10. Oppressive weight is nice and all, but unless you know what you're doing, these are easy to slide off and best used alongside other methods.
Strapped to the chair: 6/10. Better suited for impersonal settings.
Duct taped to the chair: 7/10. Potential 9/10 if you rip the tape off every time you move them. Do you do it hard and fast, listen to their sudden scream? Or do you do it slowly, savor each pitiful little whimper?
(Surgery required) Put magnets in their wrists: 9/10. Make them try to lift their arms, only to feel like their skin is ripping from the inside. Make sure they know you put the magnets in there. Nothing that will make them sick, you reassure. Just making sure they can't go anywhere without you un-magnetizing the arm rests.
Chained to the wall: 7/10. How much room do they have? Is it only one wrist, both on the same chain? Each one on opposite sides of the room? What about ankles? Do their steps rattle? Can they toss and turn in bed without making any noise?
Chained/cuffed to the floor: 10/10. Absolute humiliation. Forced to kneel, bow their head, cower like a dog before you. Their restraints holding them down every time they try to rise against you, reminding them of their place.
Ankles chained to a pole: 6/10. Oh sure, you can run. You just can't go very far. An interesting idea, but overall mediocre.
Leash wrapped around a pole: 8/10. Leave your pet unable to wander too far, perhaps keep their food bowl just out of reach. Make them dependent on you for bathroom breaks, food, and water.
Tied to a beam/pole: 8/10. How big is the pole? Are they tied so tight that all they can do is squeeze their shoulder blades together, and every time they try to relax the ropes tug them back? Is it large enough that their entire arms can wrap around it? A little too big for that? Did you tie up their feet as well?
Tied horizontally to a beam/pole: 9/10. So many ways this could go! Arms and legs above them like they're a pig on a spit, or one of those rotisserie chickens in the grocery store. Arms below, facing up, like they're laying in bed. Forced to look down at how high up they are, unable to do anything to get down.
Dangling by their wrists: 8/10. Once again, a classic choice. Rope or cuffs work here.
Dangling by their hair: 2/10. Not a long-term solution, hair will be pulled out. Only works with certain Whumpees. Only suited for short-term punishments.
Dangling by their neck: 7/10 if done right. Once again, a temporary solution best used to scare and threaten your Whumpee. I cannot overstate that you must be careful with this method if you like to reuse Whumpees. Remember to let your Whumpee down once they pass out!!
Dangling by their leash and collar: 6/10. Same concerns as above.
Dangling by their waist: 4/10. Has some potential, but have not seen it used much if at all.
Dangling by their ankles/feet: 5/10. A good way to disorient and weaken your Whumpee, but must be used in moderation. Excessive blood rush to the head can cause permanent damage and makes your Whumpee less fun to play with.
Standing in water: 4/10. A good short-term punishment, but can cause loss of toes and even feet of water gets too cold. Proceed with caution.
Gags: 9/10! Good for defiant Whumpees, Whumpees in transport, ones who can't learn the lesson not to speak. Just remember to take it off when you want to hear their screams.
Small rooms, holes in the ground, boxes: 8/10. Less about restraint, more containment, but still gets the point across. They cannot escape you, no matter how much they wish to.
I reiterate, leashes: 10/10. Hold their leash at all times, and you'll know when they try to run away.
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whumblr · 3 months
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Magical restraints
Preferably some invisible restraints. With Whumpee being pressed against the wall (or on the floor), hands held back by an invisible force that they can't break free from. Maybe wisps of smoke around their wrists for the aesthetics.
- Whumper advancing on them, hand outstretched, fingers out. The pressure on Whumpee's wrists increasing with every step closer.
- Maybe Whumper can feel the magic in his fingertips pulse with every useless struggle.
- Or he just casually waltzes up, hands in his pockets.
- Implied Whumper getting closer and closer, right up against them and they can't even bring up a hand to try and force some distance.
- A flick of his hand and Whumpee is forced down to their knees.
- Another flick of his hand, like snuffing out a candle, and the invisible bonds fall away. The casual show of power.
- Whumpee snarling and spitting insults. Whumper just shakes his head and all of a sudden, Whumpee's raging is cut off mid-sentence. A heavy, invisible pressure now digging into their throat, cutting off their air :3
- The team is coming to save Whumpee. They see them alone in their cell, not even tied up, so they think this is going to be a piece of cake. But Whumpee can't get up. And there is no chain to break, no ropes to cut.
- Meaning they have to seek out the source of the magic first before they can get Whumpee out.
- Or well, maybe the source of that magic has noticed the commotion and is already on his way to them :)
- Bonus: he's standing in the doorway to the cell, blocking the exit.
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hey you, a defiant whumpee can cry. I know you don’t want your writing to be out of character for them and you’re worried that having them cry or break down might be out of character, but believe me, it’s not out of character for someone who’s been pushed beyond their limits to eventually break down. I know they’re supposed to be prideful and defiant, but thing is: eventually we all have a breaking point.
actually, having your defiant whumpee break down when they can no longer take it does make your work a dozen times more angsty and realistic. because yeah, no matter how strong or invincible someone is, they can only take so much before it becomes too much.
so yes, you can have your readers at the edge of their seats by spicing up your chapter this way. character A, who had never showed a hint of emotion, curling up into a ball on the floor and crying after they can no longer take the pain? OH MY GOD I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT. YOU GOT ME HOOKED AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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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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Screaming.
Please do not do this but I just screamed for 30 minutes so here’s what you should know.
Can’t do it continuously for very long, have to stop to breathe (amount of time and breaths it takes to recover depends on how long you hold it)
It is EXHAUSTING. Seriously, if your whumpee has been screaming for more than thirty seconds multiple times, they won’t have ANY energy to fight back against the whumper. My head was hanging down for a bit because I was just so tired. The exhaustion also caused dizziness when I stood up. Also it’s been around five minutes and my throat still hurts super bad.
Oddly, I could still talk, maybe a bit of rasp in my voice but still effectively and fairly easily. (Again, about thirty minutes with tiny breaks)
Seriously when the exhaustion hits, it hits H A R D
Mouth kinda hurts too tbh
Heart beats pretty rapidly during and shortly after
My head hurts
Both hurts and helps to cough
Update an hour later: slightly hurts throat to talk
Moral of the story:
Don’t scream so much that you exhaust yourself,
Make your whumpee scream to the whumpers content
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hurtmyfavsthanks · 6 months
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The moment a defiant whumpee breaks down for the first time. 
It shocks them nearly as much as their audience. They try stubbornly to hold it in, to keep their expression firm. Whumpee’s body rigid with the effort; jaw set, fists clenched and shaking.  They can’t trust themselves to speak, can’t trust themselves to breathe, and so they bite their lip in a desperate attempt to remain composed. They fail, and when their body forces them to inhale, the shuddering gasp that comes out is a sob. The tears begin to flow unrelenting, and their frustration at their weakness only makes them flow faster. They can only angrily swipe away at the onslaught or turn away, all useless attempts to hide the shame clear on their face. 
I like to think about someone watching them, standing still as whumpee’s crumbling apart. Maybe it’s caretaker. It’s the first time they’d seen whumpee look so small, so hurt. They want to help, want to give the comforting words whumpee could never accept before. But indecision stills their hand. What could they say that whumpee would hear? 
Or maybe it’s whumper, watching in near shock as their oh so stubborn captive dissolves into tears before them. They don’t even mock them at first, simply watching whumpee’s trembling form. Watching them, even as whumpee tries to hide their shame. Watching and feeling nothing but satisfaction. 
There’s simply something so sweet about a character defined by their defiance falling apart.
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