#whump prompts
“Isaid hold STILL.”
“You can’t be here,” the whumpee protests, squirming in their bonds as the caretaker starts to cut them loose. “You have to leave before, before—”
“Hey, quit moving!” the caretaker admonishes, frowning when they accidentally nick the writhing whumpee with their blade. “I don’t wanna hurt you.”
Accustomed to orders and threats, the whumpee immediately stills. I don’t want to hurt you usually means the exact opposite, in their experience, but they need to protect the caretaker, even if doing so means punishment.
The caretaker offers them a reassuring smile as they saw through the ropes. The whumpee pouts, their bottom lip trembling as tears pool in their eyes. The last thing they want is to put the caretaker in danger, and if the whumper realizes they’re here, they’ll be killed.
The whumpee’s voice quivers as they frantically try to convince them. “Please, please, listen to me. You gotta get out of here before he finds you. Please, go, p-please. I can’t see you get h-hurt.”
Tied to a chair, the whumpee refuses to answer the whumper’s question. He endures the alternating punches and demands with only the occasional grunt of pain, even as blood streams down his face. Finally, the frustrated whumper yanks his captive’s head back by the hair and holds a blade to his throat, nearly screaming his question…and the whumpee caves. With eyes squeezed shut and hands white-knuckled on the arms of the chair, he gasps the name of the location he’d kept secret until now. Triumphant, the whumper strides away, and the whumpee slumps forward…to conceal the slow smile that spreads over his cracked and bleeding lips.
Small signs of suffering
I love those little things that give away clues as to what happened to the whumpee in captivity.
Bruises on their knees from having to kneel on something hard, red marks around their wrists from the restraints, their eyes red from lack of sleep, their hair damp with sweat…
The whumpee doesn’t need to say anything, because the signs of their suffering are painted clearly on their body.
“Just fucking kill me!”
“Why would I do that, and lose my favorite toy?”
“Shut him up. I don’t care how.”
when the antag is about to stab a character and the sharp object is super close to the characters face/chest but theyre grabbing the antags hand and forcing it back with all their strenght
bonus points if the character is on the floor and the antag is straddling them, holding the sharp object with both hands
“I’ll kill you,” X screamed as they were dragged away, “if you touch them, I’ll kill you.”
Y smiled and crouched in front of Z, who curled into themself. “Now, what are we going to do with you?” They asked softly. Z couldn’t help the small whimper which escaped them.
The magical whumpee is thrown onstage in front of a crowd of hundreds, forced to use their powers to “perform” for the audience’s amusement. But after weeks of beatings, starvation, and humiliation, the whumpee is so weak they can barely stand. They try to perform anyway, although they’re unsteady on their feet, because they know they’ll be punished if they don’t. They barely manage to move a finger before they collapse on the stage out of sheer pain and exhaustion. The last thing they hear before they pass out is the audience’s laughter.
Yes please???
“Oh, darling,” the whumper cooed. They looked down at the whumpee, snivelling and crying on the floor. The whumpee shook, heaving with sobs and exhaustion, tear tracks cutting lines through the dirt on their face. The whumper leaned down a stroked
hand down their cheek, ignoring the soft flinch from the whumpee.The whumper smiled, tucking a lock of hair behind the whumpee’s ear.
“ You look so fucking pathetic.”
When the whumpee is allowed to escape, and they’re literally crawling towards safety while the whumper calmly walks behind them. Just before they get to safety, just before someone can see them, the -er drags the sobbing -ee back to where they came from
Pirate Whump Prompts
Collab with @wormwriting
Oh yes. Pirates. Whump. We got it all.
- Whumpee tied to the mast.
- Keelhauling: Tie a rope around Whumpee’s waist and drag them behind the ship. Let them thrash and try (and fail) to keep their head above water.
- “It’s either me or the sharks. Your choice.”
- A pistol under Whumpee’s jacket, guiding them onto the ship.
- “If you don’t want to be here, you’re free to leave. Just hop right over the side. Oh? Can’t swim. What a shame.”
- Swords to throats. That’s it. That’s the prompt.
- Defeated Whumpee slowly dropping to their knees, tossing their sword aside. Trying not to flinch as the tip of Whumper’s blade presses against the hollow of their throat.
- Whumpee stuck in the brig as the ship starts to sink. Scrambling for air, begging the crew to unlock them as they rush past. Whumpee starts screaming desperate promises. They’ll be good. They’ll not fight back anymore. They’ll do whatever the captain wants, just please don’t leave them there. Don’t let them drown.
- Whumpee hides, listening to the screams of their crewmates above deck. Wondering how long they can go undiscovered. Wondering if they’ll be braver when their ship’s attackers find them. Knowing they won’t.
- A sword presses at the small of Whumpee’s back. “Stealing food, are we?”
- Whumpee is given the worst rations, barely kept alive. Made to do work around the ship and beaten if they don’t, but their body is so close to giving up. The only thing keeping them going is that nothing they feel now will be as bad as the pain they will endure if they refuse.
- “Do you have a habit of making enemies out of pirates?” “I have a habit of making enemies out of assholes.”
- Whumpee stumbles over their words, trembling hands raised. “How about we put the weapons down and talk this through like men” Captain considers for a moment. “Nah, I like my way better. Someone ready the plank.”
- Saltwater burning deep into Whumpee’s wounds - lash marks suddenly searing far worse than when the skin first split.
- Iron manacles rubbing against raw skin. Whumpee will have the scars for the rest of their life.
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Whump dialogue prompts:
“It’s alright if you’re not ready to talk about it yet. If you ever want to, I’ll be here.”
“Just come here, ________. You’ve had a really rough few days, and you look like you could use a hug.”
“It’s alright, cry as much as you need. I’ll be right here, I’m not going to leave you.”
“How did you manage to hurt yourself making toast? Even little kids can make toast!”
“Sit down, ________, you look about two seconds away from passing out.”
“Ok, you just try to keep pressure on that while I run and get the first aid kit. I’ll only be a minute.”
Whump dialogue prompts:
“Why didn’t you just tell me? We could have helped, you didn’t have to be in so much pain.”
“You look exhausted, are the nightmares getting bad again?”
“This is going to hurt, so you just focus on taking deep breaths, ok? I’ll handle everything else, you just breathe.”
“What happened to resting?! You just got out of the hospital, go back to bed!”
“I need you to let me look at your injury. I know it hurts, but I can’t help until I know how bad it is.”
“Are you sure that you’re ok? You’ve been breathing really shallowly, and you’re paler than normal.”
Whump dialogue prompts:
“Nobody is going to be mad at you if you take a break, you know. I know you want to get all your work done, but you’re at the point where it’ll be faster if you just take the time to sleep, then work more after you wake up.”
“You look like you just walked off the set of a horror movie, what happened?”
“Either you can cooperate or I can call someone for backup, but one way or another, you are going to get actual medical treatment, even if I have to drag you there myself.”
“You still feel a little warm, ________. Just take it easy for another day, please? For my peace of mind, if nothing else.”
“When was the last time you stopped to take care of yourself? You look horrible!”
“Alright, enough is enough. Let me help, it’s obvious you can’t walk that far on your own.”
The whumpee is waterboarded in champagne/alcohol
(Happy New Year!)
The whumper takes away the whumpee’s inhaler
The doctors don’t numb the area before a spinal tap
TW: noncon
The whumper regularly, publicly noncons the whumpee as entertainment for their friends and to incite jealousy and fear from their enemies.
The rescuer witnesses this while disguised in the crowd
TW: Noncon
Tw: Mind Control
TW: Some of these get pretty dark
TW: Masturbation
i for one would love some mind control-based noncon whump but if you’re uncomfortable with that subject don’t push yourself to do it
This has been much requested and I finally thought some up!
Forcing the whumpee to believe they’re with someone they love
Forcing the whumpee to believe they’re HURTING someone they love
Forcing the whumpee to touch themselves
Forcing the whumpee to pull away at the last moment and denying them relief
Forcing the whumpee to stay aware of what’s happening but unable to control their body
Trick the love interest into thinking the whumpee wants what’s happening
Force the whumpee to plead and beg
Force the whumpee to agree to anything
Force the whumpee into faking a relationship to prolong things
Have the whumpee strip and stay that way for prolonged amounts of time
Have the whumpee say that they want it
Have the whumpee thank the whumper
Lock a loved one/caretaker in a nearby room and force the whumpee to be loud
Make them legitimately want what’s happening
Make them relax
Make them tense
Make them indulge in different kinds of kinks, especially if they wouldn’t normally
Convince the whumpee that the mind control only works if deep down they wanted this to happen
Force the whumpee to forget it ever happened at all
