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There's something delicious about the means of escape being just out of reach.
The key to the cell hanging on a hook in sight of the bars. The lock to the chains being tied on a string around their neck. A knife that could cut the ropes, sheathed at the captors belt. The weapon that could help them fight wrenched from their grasp or beyond the reach of their fingertips. The anger that would overpower the fear never making it to their frozen muscles.
And what happens if they do reach it? What happens if an ally comes to their aid? The means are right there, they just have to seize them. Can they do it? Can they make it? Or will it taunt them for longer than they can bear to admit?
#no thoughts only whump#no time for write only for vague prompts#whump prompts#whump ideas#whump tropes#failed escape vibes#captive whumpee
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Caretaker accidentally locking Whumpee out of the house at night. Whumpee resolved to sleeping outside, sure that they’re being punished for something.
#Caretaker waking up in a panic because Whumpee isn’t in their room#leaving the house in a rush to look for them only to find them curled up on the ground#Whumpee immediately apologizing for whatever they thought they did wrong#Caretaker’s gonna feel bad about this forever#whump
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Found this draft and I have no idea what the end of this thought was supposed to be but you can feel free to fill in the blank
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[MASTERPOST]
Okay, I needed to get my whump out before I touched omegaverse Jaskier and Milek with it, soo... back to those two!
Geralt is not having a good time; and it was said before, but seldomly shown, but. Julian is pretty detached and cold at times. Jaskier has a lot of empathy, but at his current state he can be very dismissive, even annoyed at times, when something rattles his defences. (Also, because I know not all if you have seen that comic - the one who gave Jaskier the shiner and the bruises was Geralt. Just for context.)
#when will this AU continue properly? Uhhh- *currently stuck on baby* - SOMEDAY#undercover at lettenhove au#julian alfred pankratz#geralt#geraskier#bruises tw#abuse tw#non con tw#dub con tw#also sorry to all the new followers who thought I was doing sweet child stuff only OH BOY. OH BOY NO#panic attack cw#(also I can't promise that there didn't land a little bit of whump on omegaverse I'm just saying)#(oopsie)
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Whumper makes whumpee hold a tape measure (and they have to hold it the whole time)
Whumper grabs the hook and pulls, taking their steps backwards slowly, until the blade is at max.
Release
#I say crack because I’m not sure if it would actually hurt whumpee somehow#I’ve never done this and I don’t plan to#but even when it’s only two feet that thing flying at you is fucking TERRIFYING#psychological torture#at least#crack whump#whump#whump prompts#whump ideas#my posts#my whump#was using a tape measure and thought of this
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Hey Viviakou Nation: Consider this prompt/scenario that's been in my head for a while…
Vivia is sick and running a fever from being out in the rain too long without an umbrella. He is laid down in Yakou's bed after he lets him borrow it in order to have a more comfortable resting spot to recover.
Vivia tries to read his book while resting, but his vision is far too blurry and his head is too fuzzy and achy for him to fully concentrate on the text of the pages.
So to make sure he rests properly to recover from his cold, Yakou offers to read the book out loud to him in the hopes it helps him to fall asleep~ 💙💚
#rain code#master detective archives: rain code#yakou furio#vivia twilight#viviakou#whumpcode#whumpcode prompt#yakou reading vivia his book like a bedtime story :3#only to realize how messed up the content of the book is and he thinks vivia needs even MORE care and love afterwards <3#same as what happened in the art I did of them but like a part 2?#food for thought#illness whump#whump prompt#sick comfort#vivia is such a great whumpee candidate fr#he's right after yuma and makoto for me :3
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Content: Rescue.
"I don't know what to do. They've been hiding under that blanket for the past several hours now," Caretaker sighed; eyes trained to the terrified whumpee curled up in their bed. They noticeably trembled under the weight of the fabric, eyes darting nervously around the room as if someone were to jump out at them at any moment. "I can't get them to eat or drink anything, and they're absolutely terrified of me."
Friend frowned. "Might be worth just giving them some time to settle in. There's not much else you can do until they're ready to accept your help."
"But I want to help now." Caretaker shuffled anxiously, running their hand up and down their outer thigh as they continued to examine Whumpee closely. "I want them to trust me."
"Well... sometimes it isn't about what you want."
#i forgot my computer charger when i left for my travel:( so not much writing will be done until I get it back#which will only take around two days#whump#whump stuff#whump things#whump thoughts#whump scenarios#whumpee#caretaker#rescue whump
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Im about to make a whole osp style video on the importance of pacing and spacing in relation to whump or an authors decision to seriously harm a character
#kipspeak#long story short I wholeheartedly believe if you space it out wrong you will disengage your audience#and as a general rule of thumb you have a maximum of THREE instances across micro and macro story beats individually#Which both rest on a sliding scale of importance from minor to major and the spacing and groupage depends on what it is#three is also a guideline- I’ve seen characters hurt in unsatisfactory or overblown ways with only two; and I’ve seen it done#very well with four pushing five major focus points#setting also matters. Everything matters. But the conclusion is this#You are always on a balance beam with making your blorbo miserable. be aware of your major ‘chapter’ breaks (reset points)#… I have thoughts about things that I think have done it wrong and it is entirely about the pacing/spacing and not about the actual event o#the whump.#ahve I mentioned I hate that word yet. whump. I’m going to use it though because I need to get a point across#AND MIND YOU THIS IS FOR STORYTELLING WITH THE GENERAL PUBLIC AS AN AUDIENCE MOSTLY#of course that falls under genre and medium exceptions…#brb. I’m going to make an osp trope talk video
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Butchering
Referenced nightmares, referenced therapy, referenced animal death [meat production], implied past trauma, an aro(?)ace’s poor understanding of romantic/sexual attraction
[Concurrent to The Mademoiselle]
Deitelbaum’s was a good place for East to start. It was usually quiet and slow paced, and Joshua - the manager - knew the Holloway Home well. Alister had been working there for months, and was more than happy to help train East. (It was only a matter of time before he moved on to a more permanent job - or at least, one he could pay his own rent with - and Joshua could use the extra hands.)
“Any questions about the slicer?”
“How often is it fully disinfected?” East had surprisingly good questions, as focused and serious as he was doing chores around the house. Alister was relieved Nate agreed it was time the guy got a job - he needed something to throw himself into other than dusting the common room or sorting the laundry.
“He always like this or just first day nerves?” Joshua happened to be there that morning, both to meet East and drop off meat fresh from the butcher. East was currently prepping the cutting boards, brow furrowed and eyes intense as he worked. Alister doubted he even heard them talking about him here at the front of the deli.
“You can see why Nate needed him out of the house - he’s just the same doing chores and stuff at home.” Tierney leaned against the counter, yawning. The sun wasn’t quite over the horizon yet - the deli would open soon, but they probably wouldn’t see customers for another hour or two.
“He’s a good worker.” Alister affirmed, taking a parcel of beef from Joshua. The older gentlemen looked…skeptical wasn’t the right word, perhaps politely concerned?
“Don’t let him over work himself - last thing we want is someone getting hurt.”
“We’ll keep an eye on him, don’t worry J.”
Joshua gave a long suffering look to Alister; Tierney wasn’t the pinnacle of professionalism, but he worked well with the customers. Alister sighed, glancing back at East - hair tied back and stuffed under a hairnet, gloves and apron spotless.
“I’ll let you know if there are any problems.”
—
East was a quick learner, which Alister was thankful for. He didn’t expect so many customers today - was there a holiday coming up he had forgotten? His second guess was that there was a wave of tourists passing through; he didn’t recognize many of the people in the deli.
Things were starting to calm down at the registers, enough that Alister considered stepping back to help East prepare the orders, when a new customer stepped up to the counter. Alister glanced at her and smiled, but his heart had already started to sink.
He had seen a few new immigrants come to the kosher deli, but Joshua usually handled their orders. So when the veiled older woman started to speak, Alister felt embarrassed guilt creep onto his face. He didn’t understand her - but he could tell she was pointing to the lamb behind the counter, and her tone was questioning. Both their frustrations were starting to rise when, to Alister’s surprise, he heard East’s soft rumble behind him.
“She’s asking how it was slaughtered.”
Alister nearly jumped, muttering a curse to himself. East was so quiet for such a large man, a silent shadow hovering over his shoulder.
“Oh. Uh - can - can you tell her it’s kosher, Joshua picks it up from the butcher.” Alister wouldn’t admit he was impressed by the sudden ease in East’s tone as he replied to the woman, the two having a brief back and forth. East’s face was uncharacteristically relaxed, tone almost confident - though, Alister couldn’t be sure, seeing as he didn’t understand the language.
“It’s halal too, right? No blood, killed clean?”
“Yes? Yes - I’ve seen them butcher sheep there.” Alister glanced back at he woman, embarrassment bleeding to curiosity. There were more and more Muslim immigrants with each passing year, but he should have guessed by her headwear she wasn’t Joshua’s usual foreign clientele.
Eventually it seemed East and the woman reached an agreement, and he translated her order to Alister before going to the back and preparing the meat. It was a bit later, during a lull when the shop was quiet, that Tierney dare broach the subject. It was their lunch break - the closed sign temporarily flipped while the three enjoyed a moment’s peace and some prepacked food in the store room.
“Why the hell didn’t you mention you were bilingual? Trying to get out of register work?” Tierney had wolfed down his lunch in minutes, idly waiting for the others to finish.
“Didn’t think it was relevant to cutting up meat.” East mumbled, eating his own sandwich in small bites as though savoring the blandness of ham and cheese.
“Where the hell’d you pick that up? You’re German, ain’t ya?”
“Work.” East stiffened, almost imperceptibly, but Alister could see his grip on the soft bread tighten.
“Right, soldier and stuff - damn. Figured you might know a few phrases and shit, not, like, be fluent.” Tierney rambled, but Alister quirked a brow at the revelation. Military certainly seemed to fit the way East carried himself. (And it could explain the nights Al lay awake praying that the poor bastard would sleep soundly for both their sake’s.)
“Nate never mentioned - ”
East cut him off, words clipped and cold.
“No. He didn’t.”
Alister winced at his tone, eyes flickering between East’s eyes and the floor. He didn’t seem angry, but he did seem agitated. On edge.
“Oh, sorry mate I didn’t mean to - “
“It’s fine. Just don’t like talking about it.”
The quiet that followed wasn’t the most uncomfortable silence Alister had sat through, but it was getting close.
“Thanks, by the way. For jumping in when you did. Worst thing when working the front is telling a customer no.” Alister sighed, cracking open a bottle of coke. Some tension seemed to bleed from East’s shoulders.
“No problem.”
—
A few days later, the woman was back, and East wasn’t there. (Alister almost regretted suggesting Nate find him a therapist - nightmares be damned he did not want to turn this sweet old lady away just because he couldn’t understand her.) But this time, she wasn’t alone.
There was a younger woman with her, and for a brief moment, Alister forgot his anxieties. He had known his fair share of beautiful women - he had childhood crushes, unreciprocated flirting, and a few short lived trysts. But he had to admit, this attraction was new. He couldn’t see the shape of her legs, hidden in the folds of a long black skirt, or the curve of her chest, hidden behind the thick plush of a winter coat. Ever her hair, wrapped and covered in a simple purple headscarf, was hidden from him.
And while he could see her soft lips, her dark eyes - that was not what enraptured him. It was her poise, the grace and confidence with which she carried herself. Like royalty, or a soldier leading the charge. He almost didn’t realize she was already standing at the register, speaking to him.
“Excuse me? Sorry, I’m not sure if you recognize her - my mother - “
“Yeah. The - the lamb the other day. I remember her.” Alister gave a shy smile to the older woman, who was muttering in her own language to her daughter. She glanced back at her mother, an embarrassed smile of her own creeping onto her face.
“Well, we just wanted to thank you - the lamb was amazing and she wanted to let you know she’ll be buying whatever meat she gets from here from now on.”
“Oh - oh it’s, it’s my job, ma’am - “
“Jasmine; my mother is Hanan.”
“Ah, well, nice to meet you both. Um, I’m Al.”
“So your name tag says.”
“Oh - right. Right, ah, well East - he was the one that helped, uh, translate between us - he’s not here today but I’ll be sure to pass it in to him. That you’re grateful.”
“We’d appreciate that.” Jasmine’s eyes were laughing at him, and Alister knew a blush was flushing his face pink. Why was he such a dunce all of a sudden?
Hanan whispered something to her daughter, and - he probably imagined it - but he swore Jasmine’s cheeks seemed to warm as her eyebrows shot up in surprise before she muttered a reply he didn’t understand.
“Well, um, we’ll take the same order as last time - please.”
“No problem, Tierney over there will ring you up and I’ll - I’ll get right to it.”
—
“You have no game. When was the last time you talked to a bird?”
“Can it, O’Hare.”
[Before Unlocked Cage]
(Part of my Freelancers: Changing Tides series)
Taglist: @stargeode @sacredwrath
#whump#recovery#nightmares#therapy#past trauma#animal death#food production#freelancers#no proofreading we die like Elias. strangled by the hand of our brother to escape hell the only way we know how.#listen. listen this subplot is important even if idk how to cleanly introduce it.#coming to terms w the fact that I’m more aro than I thought. wtf is a crush supposed to be like???#whatever. East works in a deli. Alister has a crush on a hijabi customer. tierney is a little shit. let me project on all my ocs pls.
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when you read a fic that gives you a hyper-specific whump scenario that you know would either A.) take forever to find in another story or B.) hasn't been written at all so the obvious conclusion is that you have to write it yourself
#whump meme#~my stuff~#my brain hates me sometimes lmao#i just want a story where two characters are stuck in a broken down car in the middle of winter and having an argument#which leads to one stomping outside in some petty attempt to 'find help' while the other person doesn't realize#what is happening at first. they think their friend is just taking a quick second to catch their thoughts. not the best idea in a snow stor#but the other option is them tearing each others heads off so a little separation is fine. but then their friend starts walking away#and keeps going. so now they have to chase after them to corral them back into the car#because yeah its broken but its still somewhat warm unlike this suicide mission you are attempting!!#and then theres a big blow up because they have kinda been the shit-stirrer so their friend just is#im fixing it!! im being not annoying/useless/something related to whatever they were arguing about!!#so now they get slapped in the face with the fact that they've been taking out their bad day/week on their friend#who was simply being themself and trying to cheer them up/be nice#and when they eventually get back in the car the friend now feels like shit because they not only wasted heat from the car#but they also dragged their friend outside just bcuz they were being a brat so didn't they just prove the other person's point?#so now the two are just in a guilt huddle apologizing for being idiots as they inevitably wait for their rescue#bonus points if the rescue involves their rescuers trying to separate them and the other person just *refuses* to let their friend go#because they have a need to keep the first person warm after feeling like they essentially forced them out into the cold#is that too much to ask?? (i could turn this into an A talks to B scenario... also thinking about my OCs but when am i not lol)
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Petition for brainrot vamp oc to be your new icon 🤩
asdkfaskdfaksdkl RIKAH
im so glad you like her!!
...honestly that wouldnt be too different from the current one.....hmmmmmm
100 notes on this post and ill do it
#my current one is my first ever oc whumpee#her name is charlotte#i tried to write a vampire romance in high school because i thought that was the highest form of art asdkfak#cut to me only writing the whump scenes and getting SO fucking bored with the romance#poor charlotte never got her book#she just got fuckin DESTROYED by a vampire and i lost interest when the caretaker/love interest hit the scene#...rikay would be much more accurate for my blog#HMMMMM.
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whumpee, shortly after escaping whumper, wants nothing more than to die and prevent whumper from ever finding whumpee. so, they go to caretaker, a notorious, ruthless villain who is willing and able to kill. however, instead of death, they find a new home.
Okay this is cute ngl-
The caretaker did consider hurting them, but there was a stronger urge to take care of them, since they knew that the whumper was much crueler than they were. At first it’s weird to care about someone, but it’s actually quite comforting once the caretaker gets used to them.
The whumpee actually becomes one of the only people that really get to see the kind side of the caretaker. People that are either allied or against the caretaker are shocked whenever they learn that the whumpee is doing great with the caretaker.
The whumper was very much looking for them, and they were thrilled to find out where they were hiding. The whumper manages to sneak in too easily, but before they get ahold of the whumpee, the caretaker catches them first.
#whump#whumpee#aramis stabs someone#whump prompt#whump scenario#whump prompts#whumper#past whump#caretaker#villain caretaker#tw: death#tw: suicidal thoughts#on ask only
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aw yaaaay recovery for the poor boiled bird!
cute.
new prompt: crammed
~🪴~
tw institutionalised fantasy discrimination, execution mention, cramped spaces, captivity, dehumanisation
"Wow, you really didn't have to be so greedy."
The cage Whumpee had been shoved into was crammed with other nonhuman creatures, with barely enough space for their ribcage to extend enough to breathe. Understandably, everyone was agitated and distressed, and they were all whimpering and whining. Whumpee wished they'd shut up for just a second, so they could listen in on the humans.
"What? They're just dumb animals for slaughter. It's not like the countess wants them in pristine condition to be shot."
"Still, shoving twenty of them into a small cage is just not practical. It's hard to get them out without getting hurt."
"Not my problem. I'm not the one getting them out. I'm just the one pushing them inside."
Whumpee groaned. Nothing useful. Just two dumb fucking humans bickering about getting a few scratches while leading their kind to be murdered en masse.
Lucky for the other nineteen creatures of the batch, though, they got themself caught on purpose. And they had a plan to give the humans more than a few scratches upon arrival.
~
@ashh-ed @whumpsday @whump-queen @the-scrapegoat @hidden-dreamland @rosewriteswhump
#asks#plant anon#one word prompts#whump#whump writing#nonhuman whumpee#multiple whumpees#multiple whumpers#execution#cramped space#captivity#dehumanisation#i lied the drabble juice was still flowing#and i thought we were abt to depart immediately but turns out my dad is not only Not Packed but he cant even find his suitcase.#joy
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I've been think about this story where a top hero (whumper) takes in a bubbly sidekick (whumpee). The abuse is obvious to those in the hero world, but the public only sees the aftermath.
They only see that day whumpee snaps, escaping from the base bloodied and feral.
Would the government try to cover it up? Would another group of heros step up to help whumpee? Or maybe the villains would take them in?
If anyone would like to see this as a fleshed out story, please like or comment! I absolutely love these specific types of team whump stories-
#team whump#hero whump#villian whump#whump thoughts#comfort whump#i would never take out the comfort#don't worry about that#comfort is the only dish i make#whump writings: viri#recovery whump
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Consider This Scenario:
Makoto Kagutsuchi getting sick with a bad cold for the first time ever in his life.
He'd totally be the type of lunatic that would drink cold medicine or cough syrup directly from the bottle like it was an energy drink. And there would be multiple bottles.
It WAS medicine right? It would make this stuffy and yucky feeling go away so he could go back to work??
(Spoilers) TW// vomit mention
He was immortal, what could possibly go wrong?
...
Only for him to suffer the HEAVY consequences of intense hallucinating, a higher fever and a lot of vomiting later.
Then he’d have a seizure and die.
…
And then when he comes back,
He would never do that again.
...
well maybe just one bottle next time.
(makoto no)
#rain code#rain code spoilers#makoto kagutsuchi#whumpcode#tw substance abuse#tagging just in case tho idk if this counts#I thought of this scenario in the shower then I looked up side effects of drinking cold/cough medicine#and all the side effects listed were RIDICULOUS#idk why this is so funny to me??? x’D#him getting high off cold medicine only to get worse later and perish?#why is that so on brand for him#I feel like his first time dealing w illness would be absolutely chaotic#for a regular person this can be dangerous#but for him?? just a little oopsie x’D#lol dumbass#the whumping possibilities for this man are absurd and I love him for that
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Today I present to you Whumpees that get injured but don’t realize it/don’t think it’s bad until a while later, when they accidentally touch the injury in an unfortunate way or move the injured limb wrong and they just fucking crumble
#whump#injury whump#whumpee#irl whump#if that sounds oddly specific. it's because it is#on my way to work right. because I was riding over some#fields because I work on a strawberry farm but it had rained last night and it was super slippery#which I didn't REALIZE and I was absolutely rushing because I had overslept#and so I slipped really weirdly and fell UNDER my bike and for like a few seconds my knee really hurt. like the knee I've been having#problems with for years. and I already thought *ah. well then. that might as well just happen now right* but then it was okay again after#a few minutes. like it only hurt when fully extending it which is something I already deal with normally#so I just kept on going and it didn't bother me much anymore#but just now I was standing in front of my bed and leaned over to grab my charger and BOY#my neighbors probably heard me lmfao#like I straightup couldn't get up for a solid two minutes or so#I'm good now again and can walk normally but that just snapped me awake like no amount of coffee will ever be able to#still hurts a bit but it'll be fine 👍
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