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It would be 100% angsty hb content and I’m not ashamed ☺️❤️
there needs to be a whumpcon
name tags with your name, pronouns, and url (if you want)
panels from whump experts; talented whump writers or psychologists/philosophers analyzing the genre
booths selling autographs from famous/popular whump writers like @whumpzone and @newbornwhumperfly, and actors who do a lot of whump like evan peters and aaron tveit
mini film studios, soundproofed & with different sets, where aspiring actors/directors can craft and film a short diy whump scene (it gets edited and sent to you afterwards as a keepsake)
sfx makeup artists and props, for people who are filming and for people who just want some cool effects for the fun of it
cosplays of whump-related characters Allowed and Highly Encouraged
the usual con stuff: food court, merch booths, socialize & make whumper friends, themed decor
bonus (as sugested by the whump discord server):
bull pit (as opposed to the dreaded ball pit). a pit full of cows/yaks to throw gate-chrashers and troublemakers into, for “some real-life whump”.
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Heyyy to the people who sent me asks for prompts, I’m totally not ignoring you and I’m working on them! I just don’t have a lot of time or motivation so it’s a slow process, but I promise they’ll be out eventually ❤️
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Idk which is worse... knowing what love feels like and losing it, or never even learning from the start. Ugh I feel for both of them 😭 and. AGE 5. Never getting over that 😭😭
i was wondering, obviously Gavin and Isaac both had really shitty childhoods, from really young ages from what I remember, but at what ages did it start? Like the abuse in Isaac's case and conditioning (?) in Gavin's? Or was it just kinda from birth for Gavin?
Content warning: child abuse
Isaac began to be abused by his mother at the age of 12 after his father died. His mother quickly fell into alcoholism and would fly into rages where she would tell Isaac that it was his fault his father died, etc, while isolating him and providing no support for him as he grieved, alone
Gavin began being conditioned from birth. He was a sweet, empathetic, loving boy, and wanted so much to be close to his parents. He learned at the age of about 5 that he either needed to learn to hurt people, or face the annihilation of being completely cut off from his parents' love
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THIS IS THE HIGHEST COMPLIMENT IVE EVER GOTTEN. NOTHING WILL EVER SURPASS THIS ATHENA. THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY IM GONNA CRY.
I may also do a redraw or another portrait of him! This was when I was just figuring out procreate and I’ve been experimenting with style a bit recently. I just. Have 0 time 😭 but I really wanna get back into art. And I love him. Obviously 🥰
Also I will physically fight people who steal art. It’s waaaay too common and I’m sick of it
Well, I’m really sad to discover that this art of Isaac
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wasn’t the art of @amaezingmuse as she had told me (deactivated now.) It’s actually the work of this blog here, with some scars drawn on. It has been removed from my masterlist. I don’t know what Muse’s new blog handle is, all I can say is that I’m really disappointed and I wish people weren’t so shitty sometimes. If you like, please visit OP’s blog and support them.
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Freeze! You're under arrest for being so lovely.💜 Copy this message to 10 other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it 💞 Keep the game going and make others feel beautiful appreciated and important!! 🥺
Awwww thank you 😊
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Whump tropes:
crowded areas
Safety in numbers? Not anymore! Fear the crowd because the enemy is in it!
Cw: kidnapping
The more people there are, the more of Whumper’s followers can hide without being noticed
No one would notice Whumpee being dragged away
Imagine a gun concealed under clothing, discreetly pointed at Whumpee—a silent order to be taken without a fight
Whumpee screaming to an oblivious crowd as they’re being taken away
IMAGINE WHUMPEE’S TEAM!! The team is trying to get to Whumpee, but so is Whumper. Who will find them first?
Imagine the terror Whumpee must be feeling. Every shoulder that brushes past them, every gaze they accidentally meet, could belong to the face of the enemy
Restraints slipping around Whumpee’s wrists while they aren’t paying attention
Whumpee realizing they’re trapped with no one to help them or even notice they’ve been taken
Just. The oncoming sense of dread. Someone’s going to grab you. But who will it be? When? Where should you look? You’re completely surrounded and it’s not a matter of if they find you, it’s when.
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“How does it feel, Whumpee,” Whumper gasps around the knife in their stomach. “To find that you were just like me all along?”
Whumpee watches silently as blood pools around Whumper’s fingers, down their pants and to the floor. The same dull concrete where so much more of Whumpee’s blood was spilled. Whumpee reaches out to grasp Whumper’s shoulders as they sway on their feet.
Their eyes meet, and Whumper’s triumphant smile fades as they finally see the crazed light in Whumpee’s eyes. How their pupils dialate. How their mouth twists in a lifeless smile. Whumpee leans forward and their breath burns in Whumper’s ear.
“I’m not just like you,” they whisper. “I’m worse.”
Whumper slides from their grip.
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god-tier whump tropes to write cause I don’t see ‘em enough
Failed escape attempts. The possibilities are endless. Drugging, manhandling, gagging, you name it
Whumpee turning the tables and snapping back at whumper, whether physically or verbally. Results may vary ;)
Whumpee thinking caretaker is whumper, possibly begging them for mercy or screaming threats at them
Caretaker hiding injuries/lack of sleep/sickness from Whumpee so they don’t worry
Caretaker losing it a little and doing anything, and I mean anything to get Whumpee back
Whumper doing the same once Caretaker succeeds
Whumpee accidentally revealing some terrible thing Whumper did to them, Caretaker is then horrified but tries to hide it (specific but I’m a slut for it)
Snarky whumpers. Just. 🤌
Snarky whumpees. I think u get the gist
Grouchy, reluctant caretakers that become soft when they realize what happened to Whumpee
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DUDEEEE omg that last line. Just. Stunning 😭😭
feeling particularly feral about caretakers watching over absolutely exhausted, sleeping whumpees
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If only my head could be a ball of floating rock 😔 wouldn’t that be cool
@amethystpath-writes @evilwriter37
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This is really cute and I love it.
Make yourself into a planet!
@thedeductionmistress, @mercury-morganite, @maison-simon, @clichenuance, @quirkykayleetam and anyone else who wants to give it a go, go for it!!
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“Guilty”? I’ve only ever wanted what’s best for your children 😇
Whumpmas in July - Day 17
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Day 17: What do you do when you need some fresh inspiration for whumpy creation?
We all burn out sometimes when we're busy creating. Maybe we're consuming too much whump (impossible!) and need to take a step back, or maybe we need to turn back to the classics that got us into whump in the first place. What's your go-to strategy for reviving your creative energy and reinvigorating the whumperflies?
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Thank you 😭😭 I teared up a little at this response. I adore him and you and the entirety of honor bound, and thank you for creating these amazing characters! I never would have thought a series would affect me but it really has helped me through so much.
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Gavin!!!
I’ve been waiting MONTHS to draw this man but I had to wait until I could get my mits on an iPad. And best believe when I got it, this is immediately what I did 😤 This is Gavin. He’s @whump-tr0pes OC from their wonderful series Honor Bound and he’s quite possibly my favorite character of all time. I adore him. It’s a problem.
I’m not very good at procreate, or painting, but I was going for a kind of “then vs now” on his drawing. The red lighting and blood splatters behind him, and the warm sun lighting up his face in front to show the person he’s become. He can’t escape his past, but he can look towards a better future.
(Yes the scar is on the wrong side of his face. But I wanted the light to be on the right and I didn’t want to put the scar by his eye like on his other side because cheek scars are more aesthetically pleasing. I’m crazy, I know)
If you haven’t read Honor Bound, please do!! It’s my lifeline at this point
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Here’s the sketch, and honestly I like it better than the colored version.
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Gavin!!!
I’ve been waiting MONTHS to draw this man but I had to wait until I could get my mits on an iPad. And best believe when I got it, this is immediately what I did 😤 This is Gavin. He’s @whump-tr0pes OC from their wonderful series Honor Bound and he’s quite possibly my favorite character of all time. I adore him. It’s a problem.
I’m not very good at procreate, or painting, but I was going for a kind of “then vs now” on his drawing. The red lighting and blood splatters behind him, and the warm sun lighting up his face in front to show the person he’s become. He can’t escape his past, but he can look towards a better future.
(Yes the scar is on the wrong side of his face. But I wanted the light to be on the right and I didn’t want to put the scar by his eye like on his other side because cheek scars are more aesthetically pleasing. I’m crazy, I know)
If you haven’t read Honor Bound, please do!! It’s my lifeline at this point
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Here’s the sketch, and honestly I like it better than the colored version.
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Ooooh I’m interested 👀👀 I haven’t read a good escape attempt in so long. Can you tag me when/if you write it?
Whumpmas in July - Day 5
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Day 5: What trope do you wish there was more content for?
What's that one trope you can't get enough of, but is so hard to find? Something you're so desperate for you'll watch the trashiest movie just for that one scene? Gush about your favorite underrated tropes, and maybe share some recs if you have any. Who knows, maybe someone else will have more suggestions for you, and you'll find a new whump favorite!
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Failed escape attempts. I never see them being written 😭 just. Whumpee finally having the courage to escape, running with all they’ve got left, just to be caught and dragged back to where they were. And then all the whumperflies that follow it. I just can’t get enough
Whumpmas in July - Day 5
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Day 5: What trope do you wish there was more content for?
What's that one trope you can't get enough of, but is so hard to find? Something you're so desperate for you'll watch the trashiest movie just for that one scene? Gush about your favorite underrated tropes, and maybe share some recs if you have any. Who knows, maybe someone else will have more suggestions for you, and you'll find a new whump favorite!
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I’m a day late and I have no clue what I’m doing but I feel like participating lmao! I’ve been on here for about three years, but I’ve never really done an introduction 😅 I’m Ray and I love whump. Obviously. I post mostly prompts on my blog and my favorite tropes are:
Defiant whumpees
Intimate whumpers
Capture prompts
Classic torture
Found family
Self sacrifice
mANhanDLING
More but I can’t think
I love reading whump, but I don’t write very consistently (as my followers have probably noticed, sorry guys 😅). I’m hoping Whumpmas in July will kinda kick my rusty writing hobby back into motion again. What I have written, though, is some batshit crazy whumpees, capture prompts, hero/villain prompts, and torture (to some extent). And I guess something interesting to add about myself is that I’m pretty decent at playing the viola!
Whumpmas in July - Day 1
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Day 1: (Re-)Introduce yourself and/or your creations
Blog introductions are a staple of the whump community! Browsing tags such as "#whump intro" and "#whump community" you can see new whumpers introducing themselves every day. If you haven't formally introduced yourself yet, take today as an opportunity to do so! Tell us as much or as little about yourself as you want--who you are, what sorts of whump you love, what content we can expect to see on your blog, favorite color, etc.!
If you've been around a while and have already introduced yourself, feel free to re-introduce yourself for any new followers, or take a moment to give an overview of any whumpy projects you may be working on at the moment!
You can reblog this post with your introduction, or make your own post. And don't forget to browse the reblogs here and the relevant tags to see other people's intros! You might just find your new favorite story or a wonderful new friend!
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@whump-it-like-its-hot your tags literally killed me omg. I’m just sitting here smiling like an idiot. And the cloudy day escape?? I would CRY. Totally not thinking about writing that now
Tw: manhandling, escape attempt
Sorry I haven’t posted my own writing in literal months lmao
Leaves crinkled softly under Whumpee’s feet as they limped through the forest. They were weak with exhaustion, but they moved quickly, fast enough to put distance between themself and Whumper. Branches pulled against their clothes, grabbing at them, seeming to pull them back towards the place they’d escaped, but Whumpee didn’t dare stop.
Their breath rasped in and out of their lungs. A hand pressed against the wound in their side, cuts dripping blood onto the dirt. Whumpee knew they looked half-dead, but they were free now. After what could have been months, or even years spent in captivity with Whumper, now they were finally free.
Whumpee glanced up at the trees, watched how they rustled softly in the wind, the sunlight peppering the ground. Birds chirped somewhere above them. Just another mile or two, and I’ll be in the clear.
A branch snapped somewhere to Whumpee’s left. Whumpee faltered. Icy panic seeped into their veins, stopping their breath and freezing their muscles. They quickened their pace. No, no, nonono...
They strained their ears, praying it was just an animal. Hoping they wouldn’t hear anything else. They started into a jog, wounds screaming in protest.
Another snap, closer this time. They heard footsteps, now. Leaves crunched behind them, getting louder, moving impossibly fast. Tears sprang to their eyes.
Whumpee ran. Their wounds jostled and they knew they couldn’t run for long, but they didn’t dare look back. They didn’t want to know it was Whumper.
They didn’t want to accept that, maybe, they would never really be free.
Whumpee tore through branches, thorns sticking in their clothes. They tripped over roots and stumbled through a small creek. As soon as their feet left the water, another set of footsteps splashed in behind them. Their heart crawled into their throat.
Someone grabbed their arm, and they screamed and shoved it away. Tears streamed down their face. “Nonono, no, no,” they sobbed, gasping in breaths. Hands grabbed them again and Whumpee fell to the ground. They both tumbled to the dirt. Whumpee kicked viciously and clawed at their attacker, tears blurring their vision. They felt their fist connect with flesh, heard a grunt. Arms loosened around them, just a little. Whumpee squirmed out of their grip and stumbled to their feet. They took a step forward.
A hand grabbed their ankle, and they fell forward onto their hands. Rough arms grabbed them from behind and shoved them to the ground, the dirt digging into their wounds. A boot clamped down onto their back, holding them down.
Whumpee screamed in frustration. The hands yanked whumpee’s arms behind their back, and Whumpee turned their head to find Whumper’s smile flashing back at them, cold as ever. Whumpee buried their face into the ground and sobbed. They squirmed weakly as Whumper fastened their wrists with a zip tie, the plastic biting into their skin.
“N-no. No. Whumper, please—“
Their voice was cut off as they were yanked to their feet.
“Whumper, no—“ A vicious slap nearly knocked them to the ground again. They stumbled to the side, cheek burning.
“It’s nice to see you again, Whumpee,” came Whumper’s voice, just behind them.
Tears streamed down Whumpee’s face, but they said nothing.
“The sun feels nice, doesn’t it?” Leaves crunched behind them, working their way to the front.
Whumper stopped in front of them, composed and completely calm. Unfazed, just as they always were. They met Whumpee’s terrified gaze, and their lips slid into a slow smile.
“Enjoy it now, Whumpee, because you won’t be seeing it again.” They snapped their fingers, and Whumpee heard more footsteps coming from the woods, more branches snapping. Two sets of hands clasped around Whumpee’s shoulders, and they were forced back the way they came.
Whumpee still said nothing, just silently followed Whumper. They were too focused on looking at the sunlight striking through the soft green of the bushes, still wet with dew. The colors blurred into strange shapes through their tear-filled eyes, but they looked to the sun and smiled, savoring the blinding light through their squinted eyes.
They wouldn’t be seeing it again.
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