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whumpinstem · 2 months
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whumper who’s a chemist with a working lab in his basement where a chained up whumpee watches every experiment. whumper had always been interested in how a queen bee functioned, how she kept the worker bees under her command, controlling their every move. so whumper finds a beehive and with protective gear he kidnaps the queen bee (he’s good at that- kidnapping) and harvests the pheromones with days of work, specifically HVA known to be the molecule that worked to brainwash the worker bees. whumpee would be lying if they said they weren’t interested in the work whumper did, working so efficiently and in perfection, whumpee always tried to get a better look, their chains rattling with every stretch of their neck. The rattles this time, however, sparked light in whumpers eyes, holding the tube of extracted HVA, he moved quickly to a drawer where he pulled out a syringe, practically lunging towards whumpee. At whumper’s acknowledgement whumpee moved back instinctively into the wall, back pressed flat against the cold cracked concrete. Whumper opened the tube carefully and pulled up the molecule into his syringe and noted the time before roughly pulling whumpee’s arm towards him. He found a good site and jabbed in the injection before whumpee could protest, now all whumper had to do was wait to see if whumpee would remember any of what he was going to put them through
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whumpinstem · 5 months
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whumper who uses psychological torture to produce physical effects because they like knowing that they can deteriorate whumpee’s body without ever even touching them.
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whumpinstem · 6 months
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whumper with BPD who experiences splitting. when whumpee is compliant, they are seen as somewhat human, they are praised for what they endure and they’re appreciated. Any sense of defiance from whumpee forces a new image of someone who isn’t deserving of anything good but only that of pain and suffering. in these days, whumpee only ever ‘escapes’ within an inch of their life
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whumpinstem · 7 months
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Whumpee that is told that if they act perfectly for their guests, they’ll be treated well. By whumpee’s 4th chance (that took months and dozens of punishments to come by) they’re determined to be perfection. They serve tea and snacks, smiling modestly, nothing too much but not being rude. They do not speak unless to provide service. As they retreat into the kitchen, a smile tugs at their lips as they celebrate their perfectionism. They would finally get treated decently, they had worked so hard for it after all. In their dream state, they didn’t hear whumper who walked in and stood behind them. The tight grasp around whumpee’s arm, however, pulled them out of their premature celebration rather quickly. They didn’t have time to react as whumper dragged them back out into the living room throwing them down at the feet of their guest. Whumpee hadn’t gotten a good look at him yet, their poor little head was too busy on getting their serving details right.
“you wanted his attention so desperately, let’s see how long you can survive his undivided attention then.” Whumper spoke.
Whumpee raised their head frantically, catching a quick glimpse of the guest, their eye contact being cut short by whumpers foot pushing whumpee back down. The guest, his legs on each side of whumpee’s head, wore a dark look that sent shivers down whumpee’s back from the short moment they shared.
Whumpee felt the foot withdraw from their back, allowing a shuttered breath to enter their frightened body.
“but i was perfect.. i did everything i was supposed to” they whispered, their mind racing through their every move until now, absolutely coming up empty.
“if you think that was perfection then you need more time with my friend than i thought you did” whumper leaned down, “and if you thought i was harsh…” Whumpee could hear the smile in their voice. Whumpee looked up at their guest, tears streaming down their face, awaiting the punishment they earned, the punishment that would last until they were given another opportunity to prove themselves. They were determined to be perfect the next time, that is if they make it that far.
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whumpinstem · 7 months
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the most conflicting feelings come to whumpee during whumpers exam seasons. When studying is going well, whumper goes easy on whumpee even letting whumpee help with their studying (with flash cards (that are all handwritten and very neat)). but. if whumper can’t figure out a concept they have whumpee (involuntarily) help out with stress relief instead (whumpee gets kicked around until whumper eventually gets up to go try again)
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whumpinstem · 7 months
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whumper practices suturing on whumpee after cutting them up. they can’t tell what they find more joy in.
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whumpinstem · 7 months
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whumper who suffers from a fictitious disorder and uses whumpee to get attention and unconditional reassurance. whumper who crushes glass and places small shards into whumpees food to mimic the pain of kidney stones. whumper who draws whumpees blood before doctors visits to produce anemia. whumper who pours mouthwash into whumpees wounds to prevent them from healing. whumpers favourite part is knowing they get away with all of it
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whumpinstem · 7 months
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whumper throwing objects at whumpee to ‘test its momentum’. “it’s for science” they say before picking up a heavier object.
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whumpinstem · 7 months
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whumper who doesn’t burn whumpee using flames but rather hydrofluoric acid to impose acid burns. The solution falls from a dropper that is held in a protected whumpers hands (full ppe) onto a restrained whumpee’s arm. They watch as it corrodes through the skin, barely stopping at the bone as whumpee cries out.
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whumpinstem · 7 months
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intro post (?)
i’m a stem major and there is rot in my brain of crazy whumper coming home and performing science experiments on whumpee to better understand their classes
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