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So ive came across whump half a year ago and decided to FINALLY make a place for all the ideas i have:)
My favourite topics are:
• being whumped for information
• whipping
• hurt/comfort and sometimes only hurt
• broken bones (fingers, ribs and wrists)
• removing fingernails (im bad at writing these, but i will stubbornly try)
• chains
• branding
• defiant whumpee my beloved
• resignated whumpee but not broken
• being forced to watch / taking torture for someone who can’t take it anymore
• bones healing in an odd way (i dunno why i like this BUT THE PAINNN)
• self sacrifice
• medieval/historical whump settings
• shock collar which is not very medieval/historical but eyyy
Topics i will NOT write about:
• noncon
• anything related with sexual content
• pet whump
• conditioned whumpee
i might have forgotten something cause my brain is like: hey. yes you. you sure you wrote everything? im not sure you wrote everything.
But besides that? I think thats it, and im happy to be here and share my ideas and prompts! 😃
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who up sexualising the grotesque
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The ideal whumper:
wears gloves
wears glasses or sunglasses
smokes
speaks in a pleasant manner
smiles a lot
is completely fucking unhinged
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when whumpee is tied up to a chair and in their desperate attempts at freeing themselves, they fall over to the ground together with the chair, reblog if you agree
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im kind of interested, as a person in the whump community under the age of 18, what percentage of this community is under 18. i see a lot of whump blogs that say minors DNI, which is a struggle for me since i literally thrive off reading whump. is it weird for me to enjoy whump since im underage and the topics we write about are typically quite fucking disgusting?
pls reblog, just because it helps with the purpose of the poll <3
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I don’t usually make posts like this but I feel like it’s right for the community to know about and block this person.
@helpful-writing-tips has been stealing people’s posts, including posts from the whump community, and posting them without consent (sometimes with credit but often without).
I’ve tried to reach out to them directly and discuss how what they’re doing goes against tumblr etiquette and isn’t acceptable but I’ve received no response and I feel like people should be able to prevent their work being stolen for notes.
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Big fan of whumpees who hide their fear behind defiance and anger
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“fuck you my child is completely fine”
your child fantasizes about being tortured so they’d finally have a good enough reason for someone to rescue and comfort them
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reminder that you can and most certainly should be self indulgent in your whump writing. no that's not too much blood. yes you should add a whipping scene. you think it's over the top? it's not enough. if you're not giggling and screeching internally and kicking your feet then what even is the point
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I didn’t get the maths autism or the science autism or even the fandom autism. I got the ‘reads up on the legal frameworks for prosecuting torture at 3am then resolves to make a letterboxd list of films containing torture according to the UN definition’ autism
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A Whumpee who’s tied down but relentlessly defiant, so Whumper has to keep finding more ways to restrain them.
When Whumpee kicks, Whumper ties their feet. When Whumpee spits, Whumper gags them. When Whumpee rams their head against Whumper’s face, they secure it to the floor with a short length of rope.
Even as Whumper immobilizes them, Whumpee’s eyes gleam with triumph, because Whumper’s not walking as well as they were before, and blood runs steadily from their freshly crooked nose. Because even tied down, Whumpee caused plenty of damage.
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Whumper who wears gloves
Whumper who wears leather gloves.
Whumper who wears medical gloves.
Whumper who never touches whumpee without their gloves on.
Whumper who drags their gloved fingers down whumpee's face and grabs their chin.
Whumper who carefully and menacingly puts on their gloves in front of whumpee, who knows what it means and what's about to happen.
Whumper who fidgets with their gloves, tugging the hems or the fingers, grasping their hands together until the material of the gloves makes its distinctive sound.
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@febuwhump 2024, Day 14. Blood-Stained Tiles
Happy Valentines Day folks 🤗❤️🩷❤️
Mature art tag list: @frogkingdom @coppercoyoti (let me know if you’d like to be added)
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Issue No 25: Blinded - You're brave because they broke you, yet broken still you breathe
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Fandom: The Witcher (TV)
Whumpee: Cahir
Caretaker: Fringilla
Published: 2023-05-31, Completed: 2023-06-24
Words: 12,480 Chapters: 7/7
Summary: Post Season 2: After their lie is uncovered by Emhyr var Emreis, Cahir and Fringilla are arrested and thrown into the dungeons - in the same cell. With only one bed. First they bicker and bitch and blame each other for their failure, but this changes drastically when Cahir is tortured, and badly so, and Fringilla has to take care of him.
Excerpt from Chapter 3 - She′d hold your hand as you shook in the middle of the night:
"'m sorry," he whispers hoarsely and with difficulty. "The darkness— I - I can't see you."
"What are you talking about, Cahir?" she asks, surprised. "It's not that dark. And I'm right here. Just open your eyes and take a good look."
"It is in blindness that we find our true strength," he murmurs instead, his eyes still closed, so softly that she has to strain her ears to understand the words. A single tear rolls down his cheek.
Fringilla's eyes grow wide with horror. Now she recognises the words. It is one of the slogans they preach at the Church of the Great Sun. In honour of the first priest of the cult who, according to legend, when the sun suddenly turned black and people started to panic fearing the end of the world was neigh, stared right into the black sun until the blackness disappeared. He went blind for the rest of his life but his sacrifice to the gods saved the continent. Or so it is said ... But they cannot, they did not—
"Cahir, what—" She does not finish her question as the bitter truth is dawning on her. That is why he never really looked at her. Not because he was embarrassed about the physical proximity, but because he cannot see. The bastards not only beat him up. They also blinded him.
Read on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47540179
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