#immortal whumpee

[a-crumb-of-whump]

Content: Mouth whump, amputation, eye whump, gore, immortal whumpee.

There's something so good about immortal whumpees and the fact that their bodies can heal on their own. Limbs that can be ripped off, eyes that can be gouged out, teeth that can be pulled - repeatedly. No matter how bad the wound is, it'll just grow back. Sometimes the healing process might even hurt just as bad, but in the end it's like nothing ever happened.

#whump #whump stuff #whump things #whump thoughts #whump tropes #whump prompts #whump ideas #immortal whumpee #immortal whump

[thewhumpcaretaker]

Things that Whumper Can Do to an Undead/Immortal Whumpee

Induce a heart attack, as many times as they please

Induce a stroke

Induce a seizure

Electrocute them

(Depending on the rules of the immortality) Remove, electrocute, or cut into the brain, creating effects similar to an extremely bad drug trip

Drain their entire body of blood

Waterboarding (also potentially in blood)

Encase them completely in concrete, immobilized and unable to breathe

Embed a sharp object inside them, which stabs them continuously from the inside out

Embed a sharp object inside them, which stabs them continuously from the inside out, but sexually

Play the long game with their connections, getting them attached to someone for whole years or decades before forcing them to kill that person

Play the long game with their hope, giving them some form of freedom for whole years or decades only to rip it away again

Play with their memories by falsifying historical documents and gaslighting them that they're starting to forget details from early on their long immortal life

Indefinite starvation

Indefinite sleep deprivation

Indefinite solitary confinement

Cut off limbs (they'll grow back)

Blind them

Cut out their tongue

Cut off that one special limb

#tw sa mention #whump #whump ideas #whump scenarios #whump writing #vampire whumpee #immortal whumpee #eternal suffering #astarion #cazador has done all of these to astarion in my headcannon and he deserves so much vengeance

[abhainnwhump]

(Content warnings: Burning alive, implied death, immortal whumpee)

Everything thinks Whumpee is dead, but they're just in a heavily/magically induced sleep. Whumpee's friends decide to cremate their body. Whumpee wakes up in the chamber they're being burned in and scream to get out, pounding on the case.

Bonus points if they have some form of immortality and they are unable to die, just going through it until Whumpee's friends realize what happened. The trust there is forever strained.

#whump #whumpblr #whump writing #whump tropes #whump prompt #burn whump #immortal whumpee #burning alive #dead whumpee #implied death #caretaker turned whumper #accidental bad caretaker #magic whump #fantasy whump #bad caretaker

[thatgenderfluidmonstrosity]

Immortal Whumpee

ITS PROBABLY BEEN SAID BEFORE BUT- YOUVE PROBABLY HEARD OF IMMORTAL WHUMPEE:

Doesn't die

Is just tortured over and over again

BUT MAY I INTRODUCE:

IMMORTAL WHUMPEE THAT CAN DIE, AND JUST COMES BACK TO LIFE:

They experience death

They feel all of that pain

THEY FEEL ALL OF IT AND WHUMPER JUST KEEPS KILLING THEM OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN

AND MAYBE THE SCARS AND BRUISES STAY THERE, AS A CONSTANT REMINDER OR!! THE SCARS AND BRUISES FADE AWAY AND THEY HAVE NOTHING TO SHOW IF THEIR PAIN EXCEPT FOR MENTAL SCARRING

#whump #whumpee #whump stuff #whump things #caretaker #whump prompt #whumpblr #whumblr #whump scene #immortal whumpee

[loonybun]

whumper who literally just uses an immortal whumpee as an organ farm. like yes we love to see an entrepreneur on the black market! make those profits!

#whump community #whump #crack whump #ish #whumpblr #whump writing #whump prompt #sadistic whumper #medical whump #lab whump #immortal whumpee

[siren-of-agony]

Immortal whumper that let's immortal whumpee run away every now and again.

They both know, sooner or later, they'll be found again.

#whump #whump prompt #immortal whumpee #Immortal whumper #🤌 It's about the constant fear 🤌 #🤌 It's about the recapture trope 🤌 #🤌 It's about the characters knowing each other so so well and them being the only constant in each other's long long lives 🤌 #🤌 It's about the horror in the comfort and the comfort in the horror 🤌 #🤌 It's about the question if running away is worth it or if the anticipation of being found again and again isn't worse than enduring #the constant torture 🤌 #Okey im done now #Actually #🤌It's about maybe feeling almost safe after like a hundred years or more only to realize that whumper has actually been waiting close by #for years for exactly that moment #Maybe even having wormed their way into whumpees social circle #To show how fake that safety always was 🤌 #Also 🤌 It's about the intimacy 🤌

[whumpy-wyrms]

i just love the concept of an immortal human whumpee being kept captive by a vampire whumper. the whumper can take however much blood they want and the whumpee will never die.

#yeah this is about aspen and silas #i really need to finish the first chapter #like i have a few finished drabbles for those two but for some reason my brain doesn’t wanna post stuff out of order #immortal whumpee #vampire whumper #wyrms whumps #whump #whumpblr #whump community #whump blog #whump tropes #whump prompts #whump idea #whump scenario #whump prompt #human whumpee #captivity whump

[skinnamon39]

a whumpee with resurrective immortality who has just died for the first time. they don't know how it happened. they're still reeling from the fact that they're alive - not still alive, but again. their muscles still ache from death, and they can't seem to think straight. but all of that wouldn't be so bad if all of their former friends and loved ones weren't convinced that they're some sort of witch or demon taking their place

#see also: highlander (1986) #whump #whump prompt #immortal whumpee

[whumpshaped]

can I request a whumpee being turned to stone for hundreds of years before finally being freed by a person who felt bad for the statue that was covered in ivy and cleaned them up a bit?

tw immortal whumpee, starvation, suffocation, dehydration, literally trapped in stone and deprived of everything for ages

Whumpee gasped for air, startling their saviour who had been diligently clearing away weeds and moss for hours. They frantically tore off the remaining pieces of their plant prison, tossing vines and leaves to the ground before breaking down completely, wheezing and sobbing like there was no tomorrow.

Except there was. There would always be a tomorrow for them. There was always a tomorrow, even when they wished it wouldn’t come. And tomorrow had never brought anything but more pain.

“Holy shit,” the stranger muttered, but Whumpee barely heard it.

They could finally draw a breath after centuries of being trapped in stone, lungs and muscles all frozen and useless despite their desire to move and live. They tried to stretch their cramping limbs, but it only ended in more agony and crying.

“Hey… Hey, t-take it easy…” Whumpee looked up to meet the stranger’s gaze, their pathetic state seemingly calming them enough not to run. “I… I had no idea… How long…?”

Centuries, they wanted to say; but the words wouldn’t come. Their throat felt dry, like it was still filled with gravel, and their jaw ached as they tried to form their answer. Centuries. Millenia. I don’t know.

“Oh, fuck, of course… Of course…” They quickly pulled out a bottle filled with fresh water, timidly offering it up to Whumpee. It didn’t matter. Their arms wouldn’t move like they wanted them to. “Should I– May I…?” The stranger crawled a little closer, screwing the cap off and lifting it to Whumpee’s lips.

Whumpee gulped it down way too fast, whining when the stranger pulled their hand back. They needed more. Please. They hadn’t drunk in so many lifetimes.

“You’ll get sick if you don’t pace yourself,” they said apologetically. “I– I think… I’ve never… I’ve never helped… people like you. But I’ll let you have more in a bit. I promise.”

#asks #whump #whump drabble #comfort #recovery fic #immortal whumpee #starvation #suffocation #dehydration

[vivisection-and-vampyrism]

Whump idea: Vivisect an immortal whumpee and let them see all their organs which you've so carefully removed from their chest cavity

#Hart rambles #Whump #Vivisection #It's call enrichment guys look it up #Immortal whumpee #Nonhuman whumpee #Lab whump #Whump prompt

[a-crumb-of-whump]

Whump Prompts: Strangulation/Asphyxiation

Taken from this post of mine:)

Content: Asphyxiation, collars, burns, heat whump, [implied] pet whump, choking, dehydration, immortal whumpee, begging, gags.

Whumper tightening Whumpee's collar by one hole each time they misbehave. Really, it's up to Whumpee as to whether they want to be able to breathe or not within the next few hours.

Whumpee stucks their tongue out after a certain amount of time without air, and Whumper thinks it's the cutest thing ever. Cue them randomly reaching out to choke them and just waiting to see Whumpee start to drool and for their tongue to stick out.

Whumpee's raspy breaths in as the force around their neck slowly tightens.

Shoving their face near a pot of boiling water and threatening to drown them in it.

Whumper trying to "squeeze the tears out of them". AKA Whumpee cries when they're choked.

Whumpee mouthing the word "please" over and over again and Whumper choosing to take it as "squeeze harder".

That huge gasp of air and the way their body writhes when they're finally able to breathe again.

A reverse gag being shoved down their throat until they learn to be respectful.

The little choked whimpers that Whumpee lets out as their airflow is cut off.

Forcing so much water down a dehydrated whumpee's throat that it chokes them.

An immortal whumpee who can't pass out from suffocation, blood loss, etc. being forced to live in a constant state of asphyxiation that would kill a mere mortal in minutes.

#whump #whump stuff #whump things #whump thoughts #whump tropes #whump prompts #whump ideas #whump scenarios #whumpee #immortal whumpee

[a-living-canvas]

Kaneki Ken - Immortal Whumpee

#tokyo ghoul #whump #kaneki ken #immortal whumpee

[abhainnwhump]

Robot Whumpee being kidnapped to be used as an extreme power source. Their body is hooked up to wires and they're a living generator as they're drained of any and all life and energy. They can't move, they can't speak, they're just stuck there until someone lets them go.

#whump #whump prompt #whump writing #whumpblr #whump tropes #nonhuman whumpee #robot whump #robot whumpee #android whumpee #immortal whumpee #lab whump

[loonybun]

hi thinking of circus whump rn and gonna make it your problem

- one of those classic sword box tricks, but it’s very much real. I think with an immortal whumpee that would be pretty neat.

- sad clown whumpee breaking down mid-performance, sobbing to the audience and letting go of years of anguish… Only to be quickly interrupted with a quick punchline from another clown! The audience, none the wiser, roars with laughter.

- a caged inhuman/supernatural whumpee being awed at as they’re paraded through the tent. get a whole freak show while you’re at it!

- a very poorly trained acrobat whumpee being forced to walk a high tightrope. without a net, obviously.

- a whumper as a ringmaster, showing clear favoritism towards the better performing acts of the night and giving them special privileges like decent food.

- saw this one comment under a song that suggested a faerie circus (as in faeries putting humans in a circus) and it has not and will never leave my brain. the POTENTIAL.

- bleeding out backstage. there’s no medical care in sight. you’d expect a circus to have better health insurance.

- a whumpee or caretaker looking after or finding comfort in the animals in the circus. just trying to provide them with more care than they were given.

- evil clowns! if you like evil clowns, why not use em? clown whumpers clown whumpers clown whumpers…..

if you write anything using these please tag me i will go nuts.

#whump #whumpblr #whump community #whump prompt #whump writing #clown whump #circus whump #acting whump #stage whump #display whump #dehumanization whump #inhuman whumpee #immortal whumpee #fae whumper #fae whump

[cryptidwritings]

Pocket

My first foray into tiny whump, because I was really inspired by this post and couldn't get the idea out of my head.

Content: accidental caretaker, caretaker new master, tiny whumpee, immortal whumpee, conditioned whumpee, abandonment, magical whumpee, nonmagical caretaker.

...

It was cold. Eight am was no reasonable time to be outside or among a crowd.

Emery stood with a cup of coffee in her hand and a pair of sunglasses on, huddled in her winter coat with four hundred dollars in cash clenched territorially in her pocket.

Hopefully she could get this storage unit for cheap. She couldn't throw a bunch of money around and, judging by the crowd and the cars they showed up in, they had more than twice what she did at their disposal. This was their job, and Emery was there only at the chance to rent the only open storage locker remotely close to her.

She was desperate, basically. The underpaid employee on the phone basically told her to try, but there wasn't a guarantee.

The auction began with a small unit. Dirty, barely anything in it. It went for ten bucks. Emery was cautiously optimistic. Maybe that was an omen to the crowd, but a green light for her. After all, she didn't care what was actually in the locker.

They approached. The unit was opened. Emery took a peak over the crowd on her tip-toes.

"Another garbage unit."

"Pretty sure I saw that same desk going for fifteen bucks. Been on the site three months."

The bidding began, and it went from five to twenty. Okay, no big deal. She put her hand up. Thirty. Then forty.

"Sold! For fifty five dollars. Make sure to pay at the desk."

Emery was shaking. What a rush. She ran to the office, warmer and way more awake.

"Sorry, it's already been signed for."

"What? But... I really need a locker."

"Sorry, dunno what to tell you."

Emery paid. "Is there any way-"

"No. Empty the locker by tomorrow or we'll have to charge you, okay?"

Fucking fantastic.

By the time she opened the locker, she had almost forgotten just how much stuff was actually in it.

The door slapped open with an echoing bang, and she stepped inside. She started with the big things up front. A desk and bedroom set. She took pictures and placed them for free with pickup.

She kept going, finally having cleared a path to the back where a large piece of furniture sat in the back corner, covered by a painters cloth. Emery pulled it down, gawking at a large, and really heavy, armoire.

It was the nicest piece in the unit, which had plenty of room for her things. Maybe she could sell it? Make some money to spend?

She began her investigation by looking at the back. The flashlight on her phone found nothing. Then she moved to the doors; outfitted with ornate brass pulls and hand carved vines encircling them. She pulled it open, assessing the doors and finding a little marks on the inside. Unreadable.

Emery turned on her flashlight again, this time turning it to the inside of the cabinet. It was full of little trinkets. Tiny ceramic animals, ballet figurines made of china, porcelain dolls that looked... expensive as fuck.

Then, in the very back of the bottom shelf, there was a glass box. It was the biggest thing in the cabinet; about eight inches long and six inches wide. She lift it from its spot, careful not to knock anything over. Maybe it was something rare. She took a look, surprised.

It was a charming miniature bedroom with a wooden bed and nightstand, complete with a crochet circular rug, a cozy chair, and a light hanging from the glass roof with wires that led through the base to a battery underneath. She turned it on, and that's when she spotted a little person with green hair lying in the bed, asleep.

It looked so real.

Especially when it... opened it's... eyes?

"What the fuck!" She almost dropped the thing, but caught it as a little scream came whistling out of the glass. She put it on a shelf that matched her height, and witnessed for herself the little thing... the little person, pushing themself off of the floor and fixing their upturned nightstand.

"Oh no. Oh no." Their voice was worried as they cleaned up quickly, glancing at Emery as she gaped at them.

"H-hello!" They said, nervously, still attending to the mess. "I'm s-sorry I scared you."

Emery didn't answer, too shocked. It was talking... to her.

The little thing looked at her again, giving her it's full attention. "I... I'm sorry... master didn't like my room to be messy... I... do you..." their face twisted and they began to cry. "I don't want to make you mad. P-please don't put me back in there!"

"Oh..." Emery snapped out of her stupor. "No. I... I'm sorry I just can't believe you're... alive?"

The thing... whatever it was... was still crying but put on a smile.

"Thank you! Yes. I-" it sniffed. "I didn't mean to scare you. M-my name is Pocket."

"Pocket?" Emery said. "What... are you?"

Pocket smiled, their cheeks turning rosy. "I'm a pixie!"

"A pixie." Emery relaxed back, realizing she had dropped her phone on the ground in all the excitement. She picked it up, groaning at the cracked screen glass. "Damn it, all."

"Are you upset, master?"

At that, Emery looked back up at... Pocket, whose rosy cheeks suddenly were sapped of color. Their emerald-green eyes flooded with tears again.

"Oh, no!" Emery reassured, holding up her phone. "I just cracked my phone. But it isn't your fault!"

They beamed at the reassurance but couldn't stop their tears. They hid their face behind their hands a moment, taking small breaths. When they removed their hands, it was as if they weren't crying at all, and their emerald eyes had turned a bright peridot.

"Oh good! I'm so glad you're not upset! I-"

"Hello?"

Emery turned to see a man at the entrance of the unit.

"Are you the one who asked about renting this locker?"

"Yeah, that's me. Am I taking too long?"

"No, not at all. The other tenant fell through, actually. Do you still need it?"

Emery's eyes widened. "Yes! Um, just give me one-" She glanced at pocket, who was already lying back in their bed, still as before. She blinked, suddenly feeling as if their interaction might have been a dream.

She turned back to the man. "Nevermind. I'll follow you."

#tiny whump #immortal whumpee #magical whumpee #conditioned whumpee #caretaker new master #accidental caretaker #whump snippet #oc pocket #pixie whumpee #(edit: i lost the link to the post! uh. i cant find it again.) #fae whumpee

[clickerflight]

Vampire whumpee that was stuck out on a pole and just left there. Day after day, burning more and more as with each night they can't quite heal all the way. Week longs storms allow them to heal just enough for the process to start all over again.

I like to imagine that years down the long, decades, even, long after the men who stuck him up there were gone, some random adventurers, perhaps treasure hunters, end up in that forest.

They find an old pole with piles of ashes blown about the clearing. There are fallen chains by the pole, and all that's left is a strange lump of charcoal. They come a little closer and maybe they touched it, maybe the wind blows extra hard and ash falls off the lump and underneath they can see pale flesh. A singed heart all that remains, still beating sporadically, almost like a small creature flinching.

The adventurers know what this is. This can only be a vampire, but if it was left out here, what could possibly have been the creature's crime to have this happen to it?

And should they take the heart and let it heal? Or would that be risking unleashing a vicious monster.

#i've thought about this a lot #vampire whump #whump #immortal whumpee