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whump-side · 20 days
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My piece for the ABCs of Whump zine @thewhumpyprintingpress My letter was T for Torture ! If you want to acquire this very whumpy zine, there are physical and digital copies still available. Make sure to visit The Whumpy Printing Press Tumblr for more informations
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whumpanini · 11 months
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Okay so picture this... a line up of heroes, all bound and forced to their knees in front of whumper.
Whumper paces in front of them calmly. They have their hands clasped behind their back as they begin to threaten or make demands of Leader. Then they slowly stop in front of our whumpee. Maybe they look the youngest, most inexperienced, or the most scared but something about them catches whumper's eye.
Leader's eyes go wide as they try to redirect whumper's attention back to them, but it's too late. Whumper places a hand under Youngest's jaw and lifts their gaze to force eye contact. They see the barely hidden fear behind a shaky mask of indifference and they *smile.*
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arrowsplayground · 11 months
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nothing's quite as good as a whumper cooing "aw, aren't you so sweet~" right as they metaphorically (or literally, i don't judge) rip whumpee's heart out of their chest
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Blindsighted ↠ Usopp x Assassin!Reader
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➼ Word Count » 0.7k ➼ Warnings » None ➼ Genre » Angst, Major Character Death (non-canon)
"Hey, wait up!" Usopp called out, rushing to catch up with you as you stalked along the coast of the island you all had stopped on. "How's your arm doing? You took quite the hit back there."
"It's fine."
"It didn't look fine," he continued, crossing his arms in concern as he slowly made his way closer to where you stood. "You outta check in with Chopper, it's bleeding b──"
"I'm fine, Usopp." You repeated, sterner this time as you took your gaze away from the water and up toward him.
He was quiet for a minute before he released an audible sigh, "Why won't you let any of us help you? Any time you're hurt, you just push us away! We're only trying to help ── I'm trying to help!"
"I don't want your help." You snapped, wincing a bit as the blood began dripping down your arm a bit faster now that your heart was racing. "I'm fine… I just- I just want to be alone right now."
"Can you please just tell me what happened back at the bar?" Usopp begged, taking small steps forward, "I'm worried about you."
Your hands moved up to grip your shoulders. The atmosphere aligned perfectly with all the thoughts that raced through your mind ── too perfectly. The light rain teased at your skin, beckoning you to do what you knew you had to, reminding you that he was only human. The dark sky taunted you, whispering one word after the other about how this was the best possible time. Your relationship with Usopp wasn't ever supposed to get this deep. You weren't ever supposed to feel so strongly for him, and it pissed you off that you did.
The moment you met him, you knew he'd be an issue. Every lie he ever told piled higher and higher till you could hardly see the top. There were times you couldn't tell if you even knew the real him, and here he was, worrying about you. You doubted that it was another one of his tales, but it hurt to think of it in any other light ── it hurt to think that there was more because it never should have gotten this far.
The longer you stayed with the crew, the more you began to notice the little aspects of his personality that had managed to stick with you. From the little accessories you spontaneously added to your outfits down to his expressive hand movements.
"Why did you follow me out here?" You turned to face him as you said it. So what if you got injured in a bar? A few more drinks and everything would've been fine. You were so incredibly close to the one goal you had, and you wished it had followed even half of how you planned for it to go.
"Why wouldn't I have followed you out here? You're my friend, AND you're bleeding."
"Please, leave," You begged. A tear was beginning to form in the corners of your eyes. Here it was, this was it. This was where it all came to an end.
"No, no, I'm not leaving you," He argued, "What do I have to do to get you to believe that someone would be there for you."
You didn't answer him. You didn't think you could. You just stood staring down at your reflection in the water sorrowfully, nodding toward a figure in the trees as you looked back at your long-nosed friend.
"I was hoping I'd be able to get you more drunk before this happened," The confused glint in his eyes wasn't lost on you, but it didn't stop you from rummaging around in your pocket, "Goodbye, Usopp."
You aimed your gun toward him swiftly, your cold eyes giving nothing away, as you shot him in his forehead. It stung horribly, but if you hadn’t gotten a hold of one of the Strawhats bounties, it would’ve been your body hitting the floor. An eye for a lie, but as you moved away from his corpse, it didn't feel half as justified as you'd originally intended it to be.
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ratking-whump · 1 year
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Whumpee who develops feelings for their whumper.
Maybe they hate it, push it deep, deep down and become more combative as a result. They can't comprehend why they feel the way they do.
Maybe they lean into it, because it's all they have. They make advances to their captor, much to the dismay of the startled whumper.
Maybe whumper uses that to torture them more. Rejecting them, taunting them, exploiting their every emotion. Turning them into an insecure, shameful mess.
Maybe whumpee has a partner outside, caretaker. And whumpee is absolutely agonized by their feelings. After escaping, caretaker tries to assure them it's not their fault... but they keep dreaming about whumper.
Maybe in a magical setting, it's accomplished via some sort of love charm, and whumpee goes crazy when they start feeling attraction to whumper.
Either way, there's tons of room for angst and emotional whump :)
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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 · 5 months
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A trope I adore: not only a drugged Whumpee, but the act of drugging Whumpee.
Pinning Whumpee’s arm to the ground or a table, keeping them still enough to push the needle into their arm
Causing a sharp, sudden pain that makes Whumpee cry out, their mouth opened just long enough to shove a pill inside—then holding a hand over Whumpee’s nose and mouth until they swallow or suffocate
Forcing Whumpee to drink something they know is laced (or don’t)
Waving a strong chemical beneath an unconscious or exhausted Whumpee’s nose, and watching the effects hit their system almost immediately
Making Whumpee finish a suspiciously chalky meal
Restraining Whumpee and hooking them up to a constant drip of fluids meant to keep them docile. Bonus: Whumpee fighting tooth and nail to keep the needle from their arm because they know—once it’s in, there’s no chance to escape
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whumper-whimsy · 2 months
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drugged ex-prince whumpee being used as an example/trophy at the parties that Whumper— who had recently overthrown the king— throws...
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Whumper drugging Whumpee up so they're super docile and out of it for when the other whumpers come over for a whumper party. Whumper's guests take turns cooing over Whumpee, petting them, holding them in their laps and feeding them little treats like pieces of fruit or chocolate. The whumpers fighting for the adorable Whumpee's attention, however limited it may be. Now imagine Whumpee is a human and the whumpers are all fae.
...should I write this?
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valcaira · 7 months
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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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jordanstrophe · 1 month
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There's two kinds of caretakers.
The one tending whumpees bedside as they're unconscious in the hospital.
The one hunting down the whumper that put them there.
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shshshquietnow · 1 month
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I like whumpees that steal. Little scrawny street rat types.
Rogues are my favorite dnd class couldn't you tell.
But I like seeing whumpers having to check their pockets after visiting or being around whumpee. Whumper telling whumpee to drop whatever they took. Whumper jumping as they didn't quite hear whumpee enter the room (and then putting a bell on them or something). A whumpee who knows their way around a house at night, snooping around whumper's stuff, taking food when they hadn't had dinner as punishment.
Whumpers having to triple lock whumpee because how the FUCK do you keep getting out of these. Caretakers politely asking if they can have their things back, but also jumping when whumpee comes in the room. Whumpees noticing this and once they trust caretaker enough announcing their presence.
Just sneaky whumpees who have the street smarts. Whumpees that are nimble and fast but easy to over power. Whumpees who can hide things, and themselves.
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whumpbees · 9 months
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Drugged whumpees my BELOVED. All dizzy and out of it, leaning against whumper for support. Looking at Whumper with hazy-eyed fear, their words slurred when they ask what whumper's done to them <3
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bamber344 · 1 month
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ok so superhero whump scenario:
Villain is Hero's favourite 'bad guy' to fight. Villain never really hurts anyone with their actions, and anything they steal is usually anonymously returned within a few days. The worst crime they've really committed is property damage. Hero is convinced they're just doing it for fun, as evidenced by Villain's very melodramatic and performatively cheesy attitude during their confrontations
Eventually, Villain disappears. Hero assumes they just decided to put down their cape and mask, though is a little saddened that they now don't have any real 'comic relief' in their day-to-day villain fighting.
A few months later, Hero is in Superhero's HQ when they come across a locked door they hadn't noticed before. Overcome with curiosity, they figure out how to get it open and take a peek inside.
Even without their iconic costume or mask, Hero would recognise Villain anywhere. Villain looks awful. Emaciated, bruised, scarred, curled up in a shivering ball in the corner of what Hero now recognises as a cell. How long has Superhero kept them here? And why? Hero doesn't know, all they do know is that this is wrong, and that their old rival needs their help, Superhero be damned.
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larsisfrommars · 2 months
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Halsin Whump Audio
BG3 Soundboard of Suffering part 1
Gale (part 2)
No HP/Entangled/Immobilized
Effort and Heavy Breathing
Encounter With Orin
Taking Damage/Death Screams/Falling
Shudders, Moans, Groans
Coughing & Gasping
Crying
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lumpsbumpsandwhumps · 5 months
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The Five Stages of Grief
Denial - "This can't be happening" // "I'm going to wake up any minute...it's only a nightmare..." // "None of this real, it can't be!" // "There's been a mistake!" // "They...they wouldn't leave me like this, they'll come rescue me, they will!"
Anger - "You can't do this to me!" // "Fuck you, you fucking psychopath!" // "I don't have to listen to you!" // "You're a goddamn coward!" // "Let me out of here so I can break your neck!" // "You'll be sorry when they come find me, creep!"
Bargaining - "Please, no, anything but that!" // "N-not the cattle prod, please, I'll do whatever you want!" // "No, don't hurt them! Hurt me instead, I can take it!" // "I'll let you touch me however you want just please don't use that!" // "I'll tell you whatever you want if you just let me go!"
Depression - "Do whatever you want, what's the point?" // "I don't think I have anything left to scream for you" // "Just kill me and get it over with" // "Just...just leave me alone..." // "Why are they taking so long to find me? Don't they care? Don't they love me?"
Acceptance - "I knew I deserved this..." // "I'll be good, I promise" // "I love you, too" // "They were never looking for me, were they?" // "Yes, sir/ma'am" // "What do you mean 'leave'? I can't leave, that's against the rules"
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