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abhainnwhump · 10 months

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Been obsessing over the idea of a Whumper who wants to live out a stereotypical family fantasy so they kidnap a few Whumpees to do it.

One Whumpee is their spouse. Whumpee is beautiful and caught Whumper's eye. They had a promising future before, but now they're stuck in this housewife role and have to suck up to their captor. They feel worse because they already have someone they love.

Another Whumpee is the kid. Whumper chose this one because of their small size and/or cute features. They have a cute bedroom, childish clothes, and limited access to information so they don't get too smart. They're also drugged most of the time so enjoy naps.

The last Whumpee is the pet. This one gets treated the worst. They have to act like a dog 24/7 and play fetch with the kid. Bonus points if this Whumpee was super cocky before and are now treated like an animal.

Whumper is the head of the household and makes sure everyone else stays in line. They want their family to be perfect, but they aren't against violence. They'll torture the Whumpees until "they love them again".

The Whumpees all befriend each other and plan to escape. They have to be careful so Whumper doesn't catch them, but they can't stay here.

#if anyone wants to write a whump/psychological thriller story but can't think of a premise #here you go #intimate whumper #creepy whumper #yandere whumper #whump #whump prompt #whumpblr #whump writing #whump tropes #conditioned whumpee #domestic whump #whumpee turned caretaker #pet whump #dude just play the Sims

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whump-queen · 1 month

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sabotage

a carewhumper who’s constantly engineering situations for whumpee to need them, to run to them crying, to fall to their knees, broken and shattered and so easy to convince that all they need is whumper.

- slashing their tire so they’ll have to call whumper for a ride

- paying dudes to go rob and beat them up so they’ll be bloody and broken and weak and whumper can happen to ‘stumble upon them’ since they were just in the neighborhood…

- sabotaging whumpee’s finances (stealing their rent checks, running up their credit cards) to get them kicked out of whatever meager housing they’ve managed to rent. make them destitute. desperate. and all whumper has to do is waltz in with open arms, maybe a warm coat, and an offer whumpee can’t afford to refuse.

whumpee just doesn’t know why these things keep happening to them. whumper doesn’t help of course; their every word implies it was all whumpee’s fault. that maybe if they weren’t so careless and reckless with these things, maybe they—

no, whumper should just take care of these things for whumpee from now on. that’s what’s best, since whumpee has clearly proven they aren’t responsible enough to manage money, or shopping, let alone a job or really any human responsibilities.

after all, whumpee’s just a broken thing, and only whumper can put them back together.

only whumper will let them break down. only whumper can make them safe. only whumper can hold them close, warm, and just let whumpee collapse into their arms and sob against their neck until they finally drift to sleep.

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whumpasaurus101 · 9 months

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“Open your eyes for me, darling.”

“Ple-please.. I do-dont want to…”

Whumpee cried out as a hand quickly yanked back a fistful of their hair. Whumpee’s eye flew open; they had to stifle a gasp as Caretaker lay on the ground, their chest rising and falling shakily.

“Have you learnt your lesson, love.”

Whumpee desperately nodded, tears running down their cheek, “I wo-won’t ask for an-anyone’s help..” they whimpered, “I-I dont nee-need help, I- I like it here….”

#whump #whump drabble #whumpee #whumper #whumpblr #whump community #whump writing #possessive whumper #yandere whump #yandere whumper #lee wrote something :o

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hufflepuffwritingstuff2 · 3 months

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True Weakness

Thank you to @laffy-taffy-creations for helping me come up with the title!

“Darling,” Whumper called, opening the door to Whumpee’s room, “breakfast’s ready.”

The little lump under the blankets didn’t move. Whumper tutted, then spoke again.

“Whumpee, my love,” they said, “if you weren’t awake before, my voice should’ve roused you now. Come along.”

As they spoke, Whumper crossed the room to their darling’s bedside. When Whumpee still didn’t respond, a frown crept into Whumper’s features.

“Whumpee, you know how I feel about being ignored-”

Whumper pulled back the covers and nearly recoiled at what they saw. Whumpee’s eyes were shut in restless sleep, their breathing was labored, and their beautiful face contorted in discomfort as red splotches stained their usually flawless skin. Whumper put a hand to their forehead; the heat radiating there was all the confirmation they needed.

“My dearest, how long have you been like this?” they whispered to themselves.

Whumpee whimpered in their sleep, unconsciously leaning into their captor’s cool touch. Whumper crouched down at their side and cupped their too-warm face.

“Whumpee, please wake up for me,” they whispered.

Slowly, Whumpee’s eyes fluttered open, revealing glassy irises beneath half-closed lids. Whumper breathed a sigh of relief, at least they were able to rouse them.

“You’re burning up, my darling,” they said, “how are you feeling?”

Whumpee whimpered in response, their eyes screwing shut as they nuzzled further into Whumper’s hands.

“Talk to me, what hurts?”

Whumpee looked up at them with the most pitiful expression.

“Everything,” they croaked hoarsely.

There was an unnatural gravel to their voice, and it looked like just speaking was causing them pain.

“I’m afraid I might have to take you to a doctor,” Whumper decided, “are you going to behave for me?”

Whumper didn’t wait for their response; they hoisted Whumpee up into a bridal carry. At this point, Whumpee would usually protest, but their current state had made them miserably docile. Whumper brought them to the car and laid them in the passenger’s seat. They buckled their seatbelt for them and closed their door. Once in the driver’s seat, Whumper sped off to the nearest town. The benefit of living in a large cabin in a private forest was no one would bother them and their darling, but the privacy did have its downsides, especially in situations like this.

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Whumpee had fallen asleep on the way home. Whumper gently carried them inside and tucked them back into bed. Strep throat, the doctor had said, and a pretty bad case of it, too. Whumper had no idea how Whumpee had gotten it, they had always been so careful to keep them as healthy as possible. Whumper felt utterly ashamed of themselves for letting this happen, and as they opened the bag of medicine Whumpee had been prescribed, they fought the urge to cry. Gently, they shook their shoulder.

“Mmm,” Whumpee groaned.

“I’m sorry my love, but I need you to take some of this.”

Whumper poured some medicine onto a spoon. Whumpee looked down at the thick, sticky liquid, then back up at Whumper pleadingly.

“I know, I know,” Whumper said, “but you have to take it. It’s going to help you feel better. You do want to feel better, don’t you?”

Whumper slipped a hand behind Whumpee’s back and lifted them into a sitting position. Whumpee’s mouth fell open, allowing them to feed them the medicine.

With great difficulty, and quite the grimace, Whumpee swallowed. Whumper quickly offered them a glass of water, which they drained in a matter of seconds. Whumper then lowered them back into bed.

“I’ll let you get your rest,” they said, “you’re going to need it.”

Whumper turned to leave, but a weak hand shot out from under the covers and grabbed their sleeve. Whumper turned, their brows going up in surprise. Whumpee looked just as shocked as them.

“What is it, darling?”

“…S-Stay?”

Whumper melted on the spot. They crawled in bed next to their little Whumpee, holding them close. The germs could go fly a kite. This was the first time Whumpee had actually wanted Whumper to be with them. Maybe Whumper should let them get sick more often…

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montammil · 7 months

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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

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rizzoto-whump · 10 months

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"Oh, Whumpee," Whumper cooed, their voice filled with feigned sadness, "I should thank you. You never fail to amuse me, trying to escape like that. It's almost adorable, really."

Whumpee glared at Whumper through tear-filled eyes; their voice was barely a whisper, a testament to their broken spirit. "Go to hell, Whumper."

Whumper chuckled. "I might just. But first, I'm going to have to make sure you never try that again."

#whump #whump prompt #writing prompt #failed escape attempt #implied torture #sadistic whumper #injury #injured whumpee #implied kidnapping #intimate whumper #yandere whumper #whump tropes #whump scenario #traumatized whumpee #dialogue prompt

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hurtmyfavsthanks · 2 months

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Febuwhump Day 15: "Who did this to you?"

Content warning: drunk Whumpee, noncon kissing, kidnapping, intimate whumper

By the time Whumpee stumbled out of the bar, reeking of cheap booze and cigarette smoke, it was already pitch black outside. The air was frigid, snow an ugly slurry of refrozen water and dirt beneath their feet.

It was absolutely miserable out, and if the bartender hadn’t cut them off, they would’ve stumbled back in for another drink.

Whumpee sighed, half spoken curses leaving their lips. They squinted into the dark, looking for a sign, a landmark, anything that would help them remember the way back home. Or to another bar.

“It’s a beautiful night out, isn’t it?” a voice asked, suddenly beside them.

Whumpee turned towards the noise, squinting as a lanky figure had moved to stand beside them. Their face was turned up towards the night sky, though their gaze flicked downward to glance as Whumpee.

Whumpee hadn’t even heard them approach.

“Who the hell are you?” They slurred, drunken indignance on their face.

The figure smiled, cheeks painted red from the cold. They gave a theoretical half bow. “Whumper. Consider me a…friend.”

Whumee didn’t want a friend right now. “Fuck off.”

Whumper only laughed in response, and there was something so light, so unbothered in the noise that Whumpee felt their anger slipping away. They watched as Whumper dug into their pocket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes. They elegantly lifted one from the package, offering it to Whumpee like a peace offering.

The cigarette was from their brand, back before they’d quit a few months ago. Distantly, they knew they should refuse. But it was late, and they were tired, and it wasn’t as if they’d gone out to get blackout drunk for their health.

Whumpee took the cigarette from Whumper’s hand, fingers brushing against theirs. Whumper’s fingers were boney and thin, almost delicate.

Whumper gave a pleased hum, stuffing the pack back into their pocket. A moment later, they were offering Whumpee a light. Whumpee accepted it without a word.

They took a deep inhale, warmth filling their lungs. The smoke tasted like chemicals on their tongue, unfamiliar in a way that caught them off guard. They must’ve forgotten how horrible they tasted.

The smoke left their mouth in a cloud, floating into the air.

And then the two of them were walking.

They were the only two on the street. The pair walked side-by-side beside empty roads, passing rows of shops long closed for the night. The only sound was the crunch of snow.

Whumpee’s footsteps were uncoordinated and wobbly, like a child still learning to walk. Each footfall threatened to send them stumbling to the ground, ice and snow working diligently against what little balance they had left.

Each time the ice got the better of them and they began to fall, a firm hand would set them on their feet again, lingering only long enough to ensure they’d remain upright.

Whumper effortlessly glided through the snow beside them, footsteps sure. There was a smile on their face, perfectly content, almost giddy. As if stopping a drunk from bashing their face on the cement was their favorite pastime.

Distantly, Whumpee wondered if they’d overdone it with the drinks. They took another inhale of the cigarette, smoke still foul in their mouth.

“Who did this to you?”

It took their mind a long moment to realize the silence had been broken.They turned, meeting Whumper’s eyes. “What?”

“This,darling,” they gestured to Whumpee’s disheveled state, a frown coming to their face. “A pretty thing like you, all twisted up with anger and grief, drowning your sorrows late at night. Who sent you there?”

“I…”

They’d done it to themselves, they knew. Like always. Because they always messed things up. Because they never saw things breaking apart until they were cutting their feet on the shards.

Because there was something wrong with them. They were stupid. so, so damn stupid. Because Caretaker–

Look I can’t–I can’t do this anymore. Whumpee, I can’t–

Because Caretaker deserved someone better than them.

The truth felt like a slap in the face. They took another drag, burning it until heat danced across their fingers, deep and choking, and prayed it would chase it away.

“It was Caretaker, wasn’t it?”

Whumpee could only nod, tears stinging their eyes. Had they mentioned Caretaker? They didn’t remember. “H-how do you–”

“They’re a idiot. An absolute moron, to not see how special you are,” Whumper interrupted them, voice sharpening. The change in tone was so dramatic, for a moment, Whumpee had to turn to confirm that the same stranger stood beside them.

Whumper’s gaze turned to them. Sharp, bright, so intense it stopped Whumpee in their place. “They looked at you and didn’t realize it was a honor to have your attention. They were blind, Whumpee. I would never do something so stupid. If I had something as valuable, as perfect to myself as you, I would never let go.”

“N-no I– fuck, it was my fault–,” The words fell out of them, unorganized snippets of half formed thoughts. They didn’t even know what they were trying to say.

Was this normal? The tension in Whumper’s words, the anger, all for a stranger they’d only just met? They didn’t know. Something was whispering in Whumpee’s head, anxious and frantic underneath the layers of haze. A warning alarm in the far distance, barely audible.

They didn’t want to think about it. They wanted to take any comfort they could, wrap themselves in the stranger’s anger and forget their hurt.

And yet there was that alarm, distant and full of warning. They could barely hear it, but they couldn’t ignore it either.

Hazy eyes glanced at their surroundings, and for the first time that night, Whumpee realized that they didn’t recognize the direction their feet had taken them. This wasn’t their street, it wasn’t even near their street. They didn’t recognize a single thing around them.

How had they gotten there? Had Whumper been following them as they walked aimlessly, or was Whumpee letting themselves be led to nowhere? They didn’t know.

They blinked, shaking their head in hopes of regaining any semblance of sobriety. Instead their vision smeared, a wave of dizziness hitting with such force that their legs gave out beneath them.

A pair of boney hands grabbed them.

“I’ve got you. Shh, I won’t let you fall, I promise.” The words were whispered against the shell of their ear. Whumper pulled them to their feet, moving one of Whumpee’s arms to rest over their shoulder. Their hand found a spot on Whumpee’s waist and didn’t let go.

And then they were moving again, Whumper guiding them Whumpee could barely get their legs to work. They could only stumble along, The ground shifting unnaturally beneath them as they were all but carried along. They found their eyes slipping shut without their permission.

Whumpee’s head felt light on their shoulders, like it would separate from their body and float away. Their body felt so, so heavy. They didn’t know how Whumper was managing to carry them.

They weren’t a lightweight. They knew they’d drunk too much, but it shouldn’t have been this hard to stand. It shouldn’t be so hard to pull a thought together.

They blinked their eyes back open at the sound of a car door opening. Before they could speak, they were being rearranged, boneless body being all but carried into the passenger seat.

They wanted to say something, but the words turned to smoke in their mouth. The door was closed shut behind them.

A moment later, they heard Whumper slide into the driver’s seat. The car came to life beneath them.

Whumpee felt a hand run through their hair, the touch nearly revenant.

“I love you. I adore you; from the moment I saw you, I knew we were destined to be together,” their words were barely a whisper, but it filled the small space. They felt Whumper’s breath brushing against their face.

Whumpee tried to pull away, but there was nowhere to go.

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited, how much it hurt to watch someone else touch what was mine. But we’re together now, finally. I’ll never hurt you like they did,”

Whumper leaned close, and the only resistance Whumpee could muster was a feeble hand against Whumper’s chest.

When a mouth pressed against their own, insistent and bruising, Whumpee couldn’t couldn’t move. They simply sat limply, mouth ajar as Whumper’s tongue moved.

When Whumper finally pulled away, they were panting, the smile so wide on their face it looked painful. Whumpee was barely awake anymore.

“I’ll take care of you. I promise.”

#whumpee #intimate whumper #whumper #febuwhump #febuwhump day 15 #febuwhump 2024 #kidnapping whump #drunk whumpee #my stuff #caretaker x whumpee #yandere whumper

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rainy-writes · 3 months

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RAINYYYYYYYYYYYY

I'm here to cash in on this request I made over on discord!

Here you go! I had a lot of fun with this :3

Darling Hero

Hero sat down on the edge of the roof, looking over the city. They had gotten the night shift again, immediately after doing a whole afternoon shift in which they had stopped several bank robberies and an evil scientist. They were so tired, preparing to fly off to stop the next crime, before they felt a sharp pinch in their shoulder, and everything went black.

They woke up in a softly lit room, feeling duct tape slowly wrap around their legs, hearing the pull of the tape and a hand smoothing it out. “Oh, hello Hero~”

“Villain?! Get off of me!” Hero tried to get up, but was pushed back down again.

“Oh, I’m afraid I can’t do that, dear. You need the rest, so I’m going to take care of you.” They wrapped them in duct tape up to their shoulders, humming.

Hero was tired, but they weren’t about to admit that. “But you can’t just kidnap people!”

“I can, and I have~!” Villain hummed, grabbing a glass of water and gently pouring it into their mouth. It tasted way too sweet, like berries, and their eyelids started to droop. They felt... cozy?

Villain giggled evilly, lifting Hero up into a bridal carry and taking them to a plush leather couch. “And now you’re all mine, my love~”

They gave Hero a kiss on the cheek and turned on the television, before noticing they had fallen asleep. They got off the couch, draping them in a blanket and tenderly kissed them on the forehead.

Their evil plans could wait a while, for now they would take care of what was theirs, their darling Hero.

#hero x villain #enemies to lovers #hero/villain #yandere whumper #intimate whumper

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whumppzzy · 4 months

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Whumper keeps Whumpee like a bird trapped in a cage. He used to just be your silly crush until things got really intense (only for Whumper) Whumper kidnapped Whumpee so that he would have no contact with the outside world, just him, Whumper, every day.

Whumpee even tried to resist at first (he was tied with a chain that arrested his feet to a stake in the wall), but little by little he began to give in to Whumper's madness.

Whumpee had gone crazy, he lost track of reality, he started to think that his situation wasn't that bad, he started to think that the possessive things that Whumper said were forms of affection and so on...

#whump #whump prompt #whumpee #intimate whumper #whump writing #whumptober2023 #captive whumpee #defiant whumpee #conditioned whumpee #captivity #possessive whumper #pet whump #yandere whumper

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painsandconfusion · 9 months

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Hey there Sand. Gonna level with ya, I'm in a bad headspace right now and I probably will be for the next several days. I was hoping I could get some of your writing as a distraction. Maybe a yandere whumper that drugs and restrains their darling whumpee?? Or whatever you wanna do really, and if you'd rather not, that's okay too! Love your writing <3

I could use a little of this too. Today has been hhhhhhhh-

I wrote this in ten minutes and didn't proofread, sooooo enjoy!

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Don't Fight It

(tw: drugging, yandere whumper, kidnapping, creepy/intimate whumper, noncon touch/kiss (nothing explicit))

[Drabble Masterpost]

“..what….did y-..” Whumpee blinked hard, staring around the room. Trying to clear..th…to clear the….ffog-? Fog.

“Shhh…” Whumper’s warm hand pulled a squeaking whine from Whumpee’s throat as they pulled them closer. “It’s just some medicine- It’s alright, love…”

Whumpee squirmed, trying to wriggle out of Whumper’s grip and off the couch. “Mmnnnoo-”

“Yes.” Their captor reeled them back in, dragging Whumpee against their chest and wrapping their arms snug around their captive. It’s just to help you sleep, love - I know you’ve been so on edge lately..”

Whumpee whimpered as Whumper’s nose nuzzled in against the side of their neck. “Don’t fight it.” They pressed a soft kiss to Whumpee’s throat.

Whumpee squirmed, eyes burning as they squeezed shut, twisting away. “Pl-ease d-”

“SHH-” Fingers once gentle bruised in against their arm and waist.

Whumpee locked in place, breath catching and trembling in their lungs.

Frozen.

“Mm..” Whumper nuzzled a kiss into their hair, grip softening into gentle warmth again. “Better.”

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#creepy whumper #intimate whumper #yandere #yandere whumper #noncon touch #noncon kiss #drugging #kidnapping #sand asks #request #whump #whump scene #whump drabble #just a little blurb for you cuz i have SOOOOOO much writing for work today #this was a nice lil break tho #I FORGOT THE RESTRAINTS #GOLDANGIT #eh i can pt 2 later or something

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abhainnwhump · 4 months

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Birthday Cake Whump

It's my birthday today, so why not.

(Content warning: Food poisoning, burning, suffocation, pet whump, conditioned whumpee, force feeding)

Whumper bakes/buys Whumpee a special birthday cake and just as they blow the candles out, Whumper shoves their face in and holds it there. Whumpee can't breathe.

Whumper purposely puts the wrong candle on Whumpee's cake to make think more time has passed (if Whumpee was 22, Whumper would put 24 or 25 instead).

Whumpee has an allergic reaction to one of the ingredients.

Pet Whumpee getting a dog-friendly cake made from oats and carrots.

Some pet owners (like my dog) don't know when their pet's birthday is, so they make it the day they adopted them. Whumper chooses Whumpee's kidnapping day as their birthday. Whumpee doesn't remember their birthday, so they don't argue.

Whumpee doesn't trust Whumper's cake not to be poisoned. Whumper straps them down, calls them an ungrateful brat, and shoves it into their mouth.

On the other hand, Whumpee loves that Whumper brought them a cake. But not long after eating, they feel sick and/or tired. They pass out with the fork still in their hand.

No poison, no sedatives, it's homemade, but the catch is Whumpee needs to hold their hand over the candle's flame and let it burn until Whumper says they can stop.

Whumpee gets kidnapped on their birthday. When they wake up, the first thing they see is a cake with the words "Happy Birthday, love" while Whumper stares adoringly at them.

Starved Whumpee gets tooth and stomach damage since Whumper only feeds them cake and sweets. Whumpee begs for something else that isn't sugar and artificial vanilla.

Caretaker wants to do something nice for Whumpee, but they're still conditioned and jumpy. They bake them their favorite flavor of cupcake and don't put a candle on it, worried they would burn themself. They hand it to Whumpee and softly sing for them.

#whump #whump writing #whumpblr #whump prompt #whump tropes #conditioned whumpee #pet whumpee #pet whump #defiant whumpee #whump prompt list #whump aftermath #whump fluff #food whump #birthday whump #yandere whumper #creepy whumper

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unforgivenn · 1 month

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"Can you see that..?" Whumper chuckled, his lips curling into a sadistic grin as he traced the jagged edge of his already blood stained knife down Whumpee's quivering jaw. The same place he had cut not even a few minutes ago. Whumpee's eyes blazed with a mixture of defiance and terror.

But Whumper only chuckled, the sound dripping with malice as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against Whumpee's skin. The gag wedged between their teeth stifled any attempts at defiance and spitting curses at their tormentor.

"You have no idea how much I just enjoy seeing the fear in your eyes.." Whumper whispered, his voice low and tinged with madness. His eyes glinted with a twisted euphoria, reveling in the power he held over his captive. "It's like a drug to me."

Whumpee stared into the abyss of Whumper's eyes as he licked the blood from the knife. His blood. They were trapped. Ensnared in a nightmare from which there was no walking. Noone was ever going to rescue them...

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whumpasaurus101 · 7 months

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Whumper gently swiped their thumb along Whumpee’s cheek, smudging the tear against the other’s soft pale skin;

“I didn’t say you could cry yet, darling.”

#yandere whumper #controlling whumper #whump #whumpee #whump drabble #whumper #whumpblr #whump community #whump writing #creepy whumper #lee wrote something :o

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hufflepuffwritingstuff2 · 5 months

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Whump Prompt- Imagine dehumanization in the opposite direction. Whumper idolizes Whumpee. No darling, you can't go outside, you're too sweet and perfect and fragile. You're my perfect little doll. Even when Whumpee misbehaves, Whumper chalks it up to Whumpee's fragile nature and continues to coddle them like they're some precious object that needs constant care and maintenance. Only the softest restraints, the finest clothes, tender touches, delectable meals, drugs administered via pill or gas to avoid those awful needle marks, and the best gilded cage money can buy.

#whump prompt #dehumanization #yandere whumper #possessive whumper #darling whumpee #obsessive whumper #carewhumper #whump #hurt/comfort #writing #writeblr #creative writing #writing prompt #prompt

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montammil · 5 months

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TW: Stalking, yandere whumper, kinda nsfw? really just suggestive, whumpee is just as batshit insane as whumper

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Imagine an obsessed Whumper who stalks Whumpee all day.

NOW imagine a Whumpee that enjoys the attention. They tease Whumper while keeping their innocent and unknowing facade, all while Whumper becomes more and more obsessed, their patience and limits being pushed.

It's very amusing to just imagine Whumpee purposefully dressing up in revealing clothing because they know it'll send Whumper wild (and hurt/kill anyone who flirts with them).

Whumpee knowing Whumper breaks into their house at night and going to sleep naked/wearing lingerie on purpose, sometimes making movements that they know Whumper loves.

Whumpee crying when someone (especially their coworker) says something mean to them because they know that person will never be seen again.

They're just happily waiting until Whumper can't take it anymore.

#answered ask #whump #yandere whumper #whumpee x whumper #whumper x whumpee #intimate whumper #possessive whumper #yandere whump #nsfwhump #tw stalking #mutual unhealthy obsession is one of my favorite tropes ever #if it can even be called a trope?? i don't know actually lol

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scratchandplaster · 1 year

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FEBUWHUMP 2023 DAY 16 - Semi-conscious

CW: recapture, drugging, intimate Whumper, non-con kiss

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Hero tried to escape again.

Naturally, they didn't get very far; Henchman caught them shortly after they sneaked out the main building. They were so careful and planned every step in advance, but in all their eager forgot to calculate Villain's increased security personnel. Whatever had been in the vial Henchman forced down their gullet just moments prior, made their vision swim.

The treetops radiated with the light bursting through them, Hero basked in the golden rays of the August sun, the worries about Villain's reaction fading far away. Of course, they would be upset with them, but that little detail didn't matter right now. The leaves-

The next time their eyes opened, they were inside the manor walls. Unsure about how many minutes had passed, Hero tried to focus again on the lights above. The sun had been replaced by the dim chandelier overhead the dinner table, seeming to cast light with a halo-like sheen across the room.

Somewhere deep inside their mind, they recognized their prison, the building they were trapped in for the last few weeks. But that thought was now buried, washed away by the dust particles floating through the air gracefully, like a gentle fall of snow during the winter months...

"-you listening?" a faint voice called out to them. Maybe Hero should snap back, stand up to fight their way out again. But not now, they loved to just stare for a little while longer. The worries of tomorrow could wait.

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Villain waited for a response, even shaking their captive didn't seem to change the blank stare towards the ceiling. They looked peaceful, a certain calm was radiating from their limp form, slumped in their designated chair. As if looking right through them, Hero let their droopy eyes roll from side to side, untroubled by the world around them.

There was something Villain didn't expect: a light smile danced around Hero's lips, even though dry and ripping, but content nonetheless.

"How much did you give them?", they asked Henchmen, all the while petting Hero's hair gently, a gesture of affection they were normally punished for with vicious resistance.

"The - the whole thing," they answered uncertain, not wanting to risk any consequences for possibly damaging the precious good, "I wanted to ensure a safe transport and-"

"You can leave now," their boss interrupted them calmly, an unusual luster to their eyes. Henchman would keep all their fingers for today. "You may all go, enjoy your day off."

With that, the two enemies were left alone. Villain sat down next to their guest, filled with artificial bliss the potion still pumped through their system, Hero didn't even bat an eye at their gentle touches anymore.

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From time to time, they could see quick shadows interrupting the surrounding snow, brushing hair from their face or taking their pulse. Rationally, Hero should have known it would come to something like this, after rejecting the invitations of their nemesis countless times. They were slowly gaining back some control about their mind and body, exhausted but still prepared to start the fight anew.

Suddenly, a kind but firm hand took hold of their head to tilt it back. Thin liquid started to coat the inside of their mouth, like cherry wine but way too bitter, making Hero quickly gulp it down with a confused moan. The aftertaste was horrifyingly familiar.

"That's it," Villain purred against their ear, so close, the distance between them was barely more than a hair's breadth. They continued to keep Hero's head between their hands, stopping the vertigo for just a moment, before the candles in front of them started to lose shape again. Their flicker smeared across their view like an oil painting and smothered them into a forced ease.

"I think I will keep you like this, at least for a bit longer..."

Hero's inner screams deafened in an instant, the only feeling left were the soft lips of Villain against their own.

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