#whumpee x whumper

[valcaira]

Attention Whump Community!

Clogging disability tags is a massive problem that we need to address. Many tags, especially those surrounding permanent injuries, paralysis, vision loss and certain illnesses have become unusable due to being flooded with unrelated things. Yes, that includes your writing. Those tags are not for you. It's isolating, frustrating and depressing to try finding a community and other people who share your issues but all that comes up is whump, fandom shit, gifs, headcanons, etc.

I'm newly paralyzed. I have looked at many tags surrounding paralysis, trying to find support, a community, anything of people struggling with the same thing. Nothing. There's barely anything for us in the general disabilty tags. I am BEGGING you to understand and recognize how AWFUL it is.

So, I have a proposition. A tag you can and should use exclusively for disability content in whump writing. Not any other tag surrounding disability, lest you'll clog it up.

#disabled whumpee

It's tempting to use more specific tags, I get it. Due to being in the whump community myself I know #medical whump is already a tag. You have those tags. Use them. Don't use the disability tags. Don't clog up the few spaces us disabled people have.

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[pendarling]

Stockholm Syndrome + Whump

Becoming quiet when asked, sitting still, eating and speaking as told to

When Whumpee convinces themselves that they love Whumper and it's for the best

Whumpers who let their Whumpee do anything after begging

“Escape? From what? Everything I need is right here.”

Cooking, cleaning or fulfilling other tasks without being asked

When Whumper feeds into Whumpee’s delusion that they are fine

“You’re safe with me, right? Because you trust me.” “Of course I do.”

Caretaker who tries to explain to Whumpee that they aren’t safe but Whumper acts so innocent and gentle that it makes Caretaker look bad

Whumpees who deny they were kidnapped or forget that part completely

Not being able to remember how life was like without Whumper

“Please, I need you.” “Oh, goodness. I know you do, I know…”

Whumper telling Whumpee false stories and using those times as a reason to ask for favours

Purposely making Whumpee fall sick constantly just to revive them again and overtime Whumpee becomes reliant on them

“Sorry… for always… being a burden…” “You know only I care about you, Whumpee.”

Whumpee feeling more sympathetic for Whumper when they share their (probably fake) backstory with them to get an emotional reaction

Not being able to sleep without Whumper near them

“You’re acting unusual. Less… fighting, more submitting”

Holding, gripping or touching Whumper so they know they aren’t alone

When Whumpee’s Stockholm Syndrome is so bad it gives Whumper Lima Syndrome

Neither Whumpee or Whumper lookout for reports on the news anymore

“You don’t believe a word they say?” “Not even for a minute.” “You must really like my company then, huh?”

Waking up with nightmares of what happened in the past and then being unable to recall what it was about

Forcing Whumpee to become compliant on the notion that somebody else’s life is at risk

Whumpee faking Stockholm syndrome and feeling disgusted at everything they say or do

^^^ Whumper catching them faking it!

^^^ Instead of confronting them they just make Whumpee do a lot of things to humiliate them until they really do give in

Part 2

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[a-crumb-of-whump]

Content: Defiant whumpee, threats of torture, manhandling, choking, fear of death.

"Lose the attitude, Whumpee."

"What're you gonna do? Torture me? Make my life a living hell? As far as I'm concerned, you already do both. Not like things can get any worse."

Whumper was fuming. One shaking hand slammed Whumpee's head back into the brick wall behind them while the other pinned their arms above their head, preventing them from moving or trying to shove them away.

"Oh, your living circumstances right now will seem like heaven if you push me far enough," they spat, mere inches from Whumpee's now-frightened face. "Do you want to see how bad things can get? Is that why you're behaving like a spoilt brat?"

"N-no, sir." The name was clearly forced. Whumpee never called them 'sir' unless they were scared for their life. "I'm sorry."

Feeling accomplished, Whumper finally let them go. "Glad we cleared that up."

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[jump-in-the-whump]

Their breathing came in shallow wheezes, while the relentless fever consumed their body, as the chills, alternating with hot flashes, coursed through him. 

With their eyes closed, they could feel even more the sheets uncomfortably clinging to their sweat-soaked body, but they didn’t dare to make a move as every muscle in their body ached.

Their consciousness ebbed and flowed like the tide, but they tried to concentrate on the surrounding sounds: the soft rustling of fabrics, the occasional clink of medical instruments, and the soft hum of a whispered voice. 

“Hey… It’s me, Caretaker… You’re in a bad state, hm? Don’t worry, it’s gonna be alright now.”

It was Caretaker, thank god. They felt a subtle reassurance, a calmness spreading through them as unseen hands moved with practiced care, placing a cool cloth on their fevered brow offering brief relief from the oppressive warmth. 

But there was one thing that didn’t sit right with them. As the Caretaker kept on talking, they resonated through the fog of their fevered mind. And then it clicked. 

That wasn’t Caretaker’s voice.

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[montammil]

Whumper who wouldn't dare hurt a hair on Whumpee's head. No, they love them so much, they'd kill for them without an ounce of hesitation--and they have.

When Whumper accidentally roughs Whumpee up, they're apologizing frantically and cradling them, almost in tears. Even when it's not their fault, they're panicking over their beloved Whumpee.

But just because they wouldn't physically hurt them doesn't mean they won't kidnap them, threaten their loved ones, and keep them locked in the basement.

#whump #whump prompt #whump idea #whump scenario #creepy whumper #yandere whumper #carewhumper #whumper x whumpee #whumpee x whumper #aka my favorite kind of whumper #sorry i've been so inactive lately #i'll answer asks soon i've just been so busy T_T #tw kidnapping

[unhonest-iago]

Whumpee who hasn't seen whumper in eons yet can't stand the sound of whistling. The hair on their arms and neck standing up on edge. Feeling the need to run away whenever they hear that awful sound. Always high pitched and taunting. A sarcastic modality. Sent back to a time where it meant the onslaught of pain. Caretaker picks up on it when they feel whumpee's breath hitch in the middle of grocery shopping. Immediately taking their hand...a tether they can hold onto. Whumpee grabs on, wrapping like a boa constrictor around their arm. Caretaker attempts to hurry their way through.

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

[favouritefearlesswhumper]

The shift from fighting a villain to fearing them is so good.

Where once, they looked at him with a distrustful glare, fists raised up, and fire stirring in their chest- now?

They fear him.

He places his hand on their face, strokes the side of it, and they tremble.

He pulls them close, presses them flush against him, and they shake.

He places a hand on their thigh. He rubs the skin there, slowly sliding his hand up higher and higher, and they whimper.

Sometimes he thinks about taking a photo of them, like this. The pathetic, fearful, mewling pet. He has pictures of them from before.

They will never go back to what they were.

And it's glorious.

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[jordanstrophe]

Good day; please leave your whumpees unattended, unsupervised, and in an open place where they're very grabbable. 

Thank you.

-Sincerely, totally not the whumpers.

#If you get the reference I love you #whump #whump humor #whumpee #whumper #whumpee x whumper #whump prompt #whump scenario

[whumpasaurus101]

“Say that again”

“I….I already s-said it…”

“Oh I know darling, i just want to hear it from that pretty little mouth of yours again.”

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[whumperofworlds]

Whumpee, with a sword up to Whumper's neck: I-I'll slit your throat! That will shut you up!

Whumper, smirking and blushing: You're beautiful...

#whump #whump humor #whumpee x whumper #creepy whumper

[generic-whumperz]

CW: starvation & withholding food, restraints, gag, creepy Whumper

Whumper sits at the kitchen table, feasting on Whumpee’s favorite meal in front of them. Whumpee is bound and gagged on the floor several feet away, glaring at Whumper who’s happily shoveling bite after delicious bite of food in their mouth.

Whumpee is starving.

Whumper crudely moans in ostentatious delight from each mouthful—an obvious effort to provoke their prisoner and further needle their way under their skin like an annoying splinter that only digs itself deeper and deeper with every effort to remove it.

Whumpee can see the swirling heat wafting from Whumper’s take-out container as the mouthwatering aroma causes them to salivate profusely; drool pools around their gag and drips down in long, stringy globs down their shirt.

Their stomach aches from hunger pains, grumbling loudly in drawn-out, obnoxious warbling gurgles. Their primal need for substance is the only thing curbing the embarrassment of their body’s noisy biological functions.

Whumper takes heed of Whumpee’s groaning body, stopping mid-bite to shoot them a playful smirk.

“Want a bite, Whumpee?” Whumper taunts in a harmonic tone before indulging in another mouthful.

They hum in delight, talking as they chew, “Hm, god, this is sooo good. I can see why this is your favorite. Definitely makes my top five. Real hole-in-the-wall place, but goddamn, is this some ta-sty grub. One-way ticket to flavor town, amirite?”

Whumper swallows and then glances down at Whumpee.

“How’s this—I undo that gag, and you get to eat, but only under one condition…”

Whumpee listens eagerly, lightly pulling on their restraints, shifting as much as the rope would allow; the scratchy fibers chafe their irritated, raw skin from days spent tied up.

A wicked smile tugs up the corners of Whumper’s mouth.

“I feed you,” they purr.

Whumpee’s cheeks bloom hot from shame as a knot in their stomach tightens.

They are so hungry.

They need food—however they can get it, the details don't matter.

Whumpee shallowly nods once, their reply an inglorious and dubious ‘yes.’

Whumper lights up in delight from finally coaxing Whumpee to comply with their wishes and eagerly wipes their mouth with a napkin.

“Excellent! I knew it was only a matter of time before you’d give in to me, Whumpee,” Whumper winks.

Whumpee already regrets their forced decision.

#can you tell I wrote this when I was hungry? #scraped and saved from the drafts #whump scenario #whump scenes #captive whumpee #whumpee x whumper #creepy whumper #starvation whump #Generic Writez

[spidersanonymous]

There was a soft knock at their door. Caretaker looked up from their mountains of paperwork, eyebrows furrowing as Whumpee fidgeted in the doorway.

“Hello, Whumpee,” they greeted smoothly, “is there something you needed?” Whumpee didn’t tend to stray from Whumper’s side, Caretaker could only imagine what they might need. With a glance at their emancipated figure, probably a hot meal and a bed.

“Caretaker, i-” Whumpee bit their lip, shakily stepping further into Caretakers office, “I need- help. Your help,” they finished lamely, shifting on their feet as they awaited Caretaker’s response.

Caretaker rose an eyebrow, a record amount of seven words in a span of all of twenty seconds, “Okay?” they set down their pen, giving Whumpee their full attention, “Here,” they stood up from their chair, the old metal shrieking, “i think you need a seat, yes?”

Whumpee’s lip curled down but they still crossed the room and sat down, the chair groaning quietly under their weight. They hugged their arms around themself, head bowed as they anxiously glanced at the door.

Caretaker hummed, eyes tracing over Whumpee before making a decision, “I could close the door if you’re that concerned about it,” they nodded towards the doorway.

“Don’t,” Whumpee rasped, eyes widening as their words registered; still, they continued, “it isn’t- it’s not- it’s… fine.” their frown deepened as they stammered through the words. Caretaker could sympathize.

“If you’re sure,” Caretaker shrugged, leaning against their table with as much casualty as they could manage, “so, you needed my help with what, exactly?” they asked, not unkindly.

“Um,” their arms tightened, “i need- you help victims um, escape from their abu-abusers, right?”

Caretaker leaned forward with rapt attention, eyes sharpening as they drank in Whumpee’s quivering lips, tight posture, the way their nails picked at the fabric of their shirt. Caretaker never saw Whumpee at lunch, nor did they ever come to the employee hang-outs on weekends. Something forced the ever elusive Whumpee to come out of hiding. “Right,” they nodded, “I do.”

“Okay,” they nodded once, twice, “Yes, there was a case- Jorgie May, and her sister,” they picked furiously at a view loose threads, avoiding Caretaker’s eyes as their gaze darted across the office space. There wasn’t much to see.

Caretaker hummed agreement.

“Their mother,” their voice strained, throat bobbing as they forced the words out, “she was- erm- abusive,” their eyes suddenly found Caretakers, “how did-” they licked their lips nervously, “how did they get help?” What did they say to make people believe them? Was left unsaid.

Whumpee’s words lingered in the air for a moment as Caretaker considered, leaning closer as they dropped their voice to a whisper, “They gathered evidence, took pictures of their injuries, recorded arguments they had with their mother, things of that nature. One night their mother was drunk, so she took all of the evidence -and her sister- and went to the police,” they leaned out of Whumpee’s space, “bit hard to claim two malnourished kids covered head to toe in bruises were liars.”

Whumpee shuddered, squeezing their eyes shut as they exhaled forcefully.

“The fact the neighborhood didn’t have the highest opinions of their mother probably helped, as well,” they mused to themself.

“Thank you,” they whispered, “that’s-”

“A lot?” Caretaker suggested, eyebrow raised.

“Sure,” they shrugged, glancing at the door, “i should probably get going-”

A quiet knock interrupted Whumpee’s words as Whumper slipped in from the ajar door, “Ah,” they hummed, eyes narrowing, “Whumpee and… Caretaker. How curious.”

Not even a hello, “Hello, Whumper,” they greeted as smoothly as they could manage, “was there something you needed?” even then, their words were curt.

“There’s no need to be hostile, Caretaker,” they chastised with a frown, stalking further into Caretaker’s office, “I’m just here to collect my charge, I am responsible for them, you know,” their lips curled up, as if letting Caretaker in on a joke. Caretaker hated the look on them.

“Of… course,” Caretaker agreed, words sour, “is there any chance we could take a minute and chat?” and maybe, possibly, knock you over the head with a baseball bat?

“No, unfortunately,” they crooned with false pity, smiling sickly-sweet, “Whumpee and I have a meeting to attend, and we simply don’t have the time for any further conversations,” they spat the words, expression darkening as they grabbed Whumpee’s wrist and harshly pulled them up.

Whumpee, for their credit, didn’t yelp at the pull, even though they looked like one strong wind took knock them over. They grit their teeth, allowing themself to be pulled to Whumper’s side. Whumper curled an arm around their shoulder, looking painfully smug.

Caretaker wanted to wipe that look off their face.

“If that’s all, Whumpee and I really do have to be going,” they dragged Whumpee out the door, “it was lovely speaking with you, Caretaker.”

Can’t say the same for you, “Likewise.” They managed to spit out.

With one last smug smirk, they both disappeared behind the door, finally shutting closed with a click.

Caretaker only wished they gave Whumpee their number.

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kind of insane about this idea tbh. not sure what about it is so good but… ohh boy. wrote this in a span of two days, lightly edited. also let me know if anyone wants to be added to a taglist lol

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[pendarling]

Can you do some more Stockholm syndrome whump prompts please :)

Thanks! Here's a buncha more!~

More Stockholm Syndrome + Whump

Whumpee is unable to recognise their own face in older photographs or Caretaker

Using names/catch phrases/ actions that only Whumper uses

Whumper asking other Whumpers how to enforce Stockholm syndrome onto their Whumpee

Correcting other people about their situation when they figure out Whumpee was actually captured

Comforting Whumper every time someone accuses them for being evil

"I think you've become crazier than me, Whumpee." "What makes you say that?"

Whumper becoming angry at Whumpee; assuming they're mocking them by acting differently

Forgetting all the old scars and marks came from Whumper

Mistaking Whumper for a Caretaker

Whumpee's body still reacts fearfully (shaking, sweating, rapid pulse etc...) but Whumpee mistakes this for love or strong admiration

Whumper asking Whumpee to escape and Whumpee collapsing, crying, asking what they did wrong to deserve such a punishment

"Don't do this to me, please!--" "Why're you so attached???"

Requesting for a punishment for minor mistakes or when they've gone long periods of time without one

Doing something at the expense of Whumpee's happiness to please Whumper

Whumpee contantly thinking about Whumper until they fall in love with this fake image they've created in their head

Automatically coming up with excuses why Whumper hurts them

"It's okay... I know you didn't mean any of it. You're just sick... that's right... they don't understand like I do."

When Whumper believes they hit Whumpee so hard on the head that they've forgotten who they were

Becoming angry or upset when people call out Whumper for their treatment of Whumpee

"Shut up! What do you know?! Huh??"

Defiant Whumpees who one day became obediant almost overnight

Whumper reiterating their thankfulness to Whumpee for understanding why they hurt them the way they do

Whumper tries to reverse or cure Whumpee of Stockholm syndrome

^^^ Whumper becoming Caretaker

Using Whumpee's Stockholm syndrome to make them convince other whumpees also held captive that Whumper is good

Part 1

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[a-crumb-of-whump]

Content: Silent whumpee, scars, creepy/intimate whumper, captivity.

Whumper had been trying for weeks to get Whumpee to speak. To utter a sound that wasn't just airy whimpers, but no matter how hard they tried or what tactics they used, Whumpee never uttered a word.

Even in the security cameras they'd placed around the house for when they weren't about, Whumpee stayed silent throughout all of the footage.

Then one late afternoon, a few days after they'd finally given up on trying, it finally clicked. Everything made sense.

"You truly can't speak, can you?" they murmured observantly, running their fingers along their captive's face and down their neck. "This is what you've been trying to tell me all along."

Whumpee's shoulders slumped relievedly and they pressed their forehead against Whumper's chest, nodding. They looked as if a heavy weight had been taken off their shoulders, relieved to know that they were finally being understood.

"If only I had known that sooner, huh? You could have been free of all these scars, however pretty they make you look."

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[jump-in-the-whump]

They shake their head, coughing. They have trouble even breathing, their fever raging.

"i can't...." They say, their voice strained, their face streaked with tears. "i can't take it anymore...."

A hand softly caresses their head and a voice gently speaks. "Of course you can, it's just a fever... it's gonna go away soon."

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[montammil]

CW: Recapturing, creepy Whumper, drugging, noncon touching

...

Whumpee has been alone in the house for a few days, and slowly their paranoia has gone down. They always felt nervous being away from Caretaker for too long, but it’s been almost two months since their return, so they understand Caretaker isn’t willing to risk their job and not go on that business trip.

As Whumpee takes another sip of their water, however, they begin to feel dizzy. They feel sick at the familiar feeling, remembering how Whumper used to drug them and they’d... 

...feel exactly like this.

They try to stand and grab their phone on their bed, but only make it two steps before falling to the floor. They open their eyes to see expensive shoes striding their way, they don’t even need to look up to know who it is.

“I’m offended, in all honesty. Did you really think you could get away from me? Did you think I wouldn’t find you?”

“Please, don’t do this,” Whumpee begs. “Please.”

A smirk rises to Whumper’s lips. “Poor thing. You’ve grown so spoiled, you forgot your place. That’s okay, because you know what? I’m here now, and I’m never letting you leave me again.”

Whumpee goes deadweight when their captor picks them up, cradling them like Caretaker would. They cry and try to keep pleading, but each plead comes out as a pained moan.

As Whumper carries them out, they notice a framed picture on the wall. They stare at it, saying amusedly, “You look so happy in this picture, darling.” They snatch the picture and throw it to the ground, crushing it beneath their shoe. “Happiness isn’t a pretty look on you. I think I like these more.” They thumb away their tears.

“Pl-- pleas--”

“Shh...” Whumper drags their thumb from their cheek to their lips. “Save those pretty pleads for later. You’ll need them.”

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