Prompt #20

“Why don’t you accept that you’re human too ?! We all make mistakes you don’t have to torture yourself over them !”

Hero raised his voice unintentionally, with Villian not being able to react as fast as he once did. Shaking his head as he forced himself to keep going.

“Because I’m a monster, like you - and everyone else said,”

Hero felt his heart break, was he what caused this sudden decline ?

“No you’re not - I should’ve been trying to help you..not fight you - I made it worse with all of this ! You’re not a monster ! You’re just misguided and I can help you if you just let me,”

“I don’t deserve help,, from anyone”

Prompt#2

“We must remind them who they belong to”

“You have the whole world in your hands, the power to do ANYTHING a and you wish to make them suffer ?!”

“How else will they learn ?”

“This is madness !”

“Then so be it,”

Call me a slut but the aesthetic of a hand gripping two wrists against a wall is something so personal

Hey

Hi do you have a second to think about a whumpee on the ground in seriously heavy rain? And (wait!) they’re bleeding heavily from a wound in their stomach but it’s raining so hard, their blood runs rivers away from them. The whumpee drags themselves painfully forward with one arm - the other holds their wound. Their legs drag behind them, one broken and the other is too weak to hold weight at all. Raindrops piercing into them like icicles, the whumpee groans with every effort but each end up in a fit of coughs from the cold. The ground, though roughly paved, turns muddy. Whumpee grimaces at the pain but also at the sound of their useless body dragging heavily across the coarse ground, rain pelting onto them like bullets. They slow, unable to pull themselves much further and black out completely. The rain eventually stops and whumpee stays unmoving, barely breathing and cold as ice in a wide, slick puddle of their own blood.

A character’s POV where a teammate offers a hand to help them up and they take it, grimacing and grumbling but relieved that everything is over. Yet when they are upright, the world tilts dramatically onto a sharp downward plane. They don’t feel themselves falling, but the teammate’s shocked face is moving further away. The sudden impact of the ground jolts their bones in their weakened body. Dizziness consumes them, the world spinning on a different plane to them. And pain creeps in - biting their brain, pinching their nerves, seizing their body to move awkwardly and pull at torn muscles.

There are snatches of voices - their name, reassurances, and they wish they could speak and tell them not to worry. But they are no longer in control. There is only dizziness and pain and soon, nothing.

Kidnapping prompt

Whumpee is kidnapped and tortured for caretaker’s identity. Every time they’re asked ‘What is their name?’, Whumpee always answers the same.

'They never told me. They never told me’

But the punches and the stabs keep on coming. Till Whumpee is on the ground, terribly wounded and barely conscious. They still painfully mutter the same thing.

Till Caretaker shows up after realising that Whumpee is missing. They beat up the kidnappers and untie Whumpee. Caretaker supports Whumpee’s weight, trying to keep them upright. But Whumpee whispers their name, Caretaker’s realname, before collapsing into their arms.

Caretaker had never told them their name yet somehow Whumpee had figured it out themselves. They told half-truths to their kidnappers to protectcaretaker and almost died in the process.

Whump Concept: Deprivation Mask

Here’s an idea: a deprivation mask, an all-in-one device made to deprive your whumpee of sight, sound, taste, speech, and air, all at the same time!

Imagine this:

• No light. The eye piece locks over your whumpee’s eyes, acting as a solid blindfold, blocking out their sense of sight as long as the device is worn.
• No sound. Their hearing is blocked by ear flaps that, like the eye piece, secure over their ears and remain in place until the mask is completely removed.
• No tasteor speech. The mask forces your whumpee’s mouth shut, removing their ability to speak or cry out or make any sound that involves opening their mouth.
• Limited air flow. Holes placed where your whumpee’s nose will be allows them to continue breathing, but only through their nose, and with a decreased amount of oxygen. Your whumpee may experience lightheadedness during their imprisonment.

Imagine how useful this device could be for punishment, torture, revenge, or just because. And of course, the deprivation effect can always be intensified by restraining your whumpee while they wear this delightful accessory.

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