#implied pet whump

[friendlylocalwhumper]

"Yes." | “Kneel.” | Best of Three | Correspondence | Appraisal | Collapse

Six guys in a row, on their knees, blindfolded and gagged. Major seethes, shifting his weight on throbbing knees. How much goddamn longer does he have to wait for something to happen? He caught a glimpse of the other sorry fucks kneeling beside him, as he was forced down to sit on his heels. He tried to buck up, and only got pistol whipped for it, so. He’ll just fucking wait.

“Are you going to behave?” Says someone vaguely in front of him, off to the left. Talking down at one of the kneeling guys. Major cocks his head to listen as a gag is pulled out of someone’s mouth.

“Fuck you.”

A small, mechanical click. Then something like thunder cracks. Major jerks, trying to throw himself to the floor, heart lodged in his throat. There was a flash of light, he thinks, as a fist cinches in his hair and forces him back upright. A gunshot. It was a gunshot. He doesn’t hear any groaning or screaming, just… that’s a body slumping to the ground. Heavy, dull, lifeless.

A shoe scuffing on the floor, and that voice again. “Are you going to behave?”

A gag is pulled free, and a breathless, nervous voice answers. “Uh - yeah. Yeah, sure.” It’s right beside Major, this voice. He can all but feel the guy shivering beside him, inches away. He smells like sweat and stale clothes. Major chews on the cloth in his mouth, listening hard. A click, metal on metal.

Another deafening crack, and the flash of light is brighter this time. Major’s whole body tries to flee from the noise against his will. It’s only when he’s yanked back again, his scalp burning, that he registers the hot, sticky spray that hit his face a second ago. He doesn’t have to hear the body falling to know that there is now a dead body crumpled beside him.

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Someone is pulling the gag out of his mouth. Normally he would be cursing up a storm, demanding answers, calling these creeps every twisted insult he could string together. But for once, Major holds still, and holds his tongue. Hot metal presses to his forehead, the point of pressure small and haunting.

“Are you going to behave?”

All thoughts leave his head. There is no decision to submit. He cannot see, isn’t allowed to move, and the gun to his head makes his response come out as instinctively as a breath. “Yes,” He answers, firm in the knowledge that it is the right answer, and hushed in mortal terror. He’ll behave, whatever that means. There’s no other choice.

The cooling metal disappears. Another footstep, off to his right now. The kneeling guy on that side is barely breathing, taking in tiny gasps that probably starve him of oxygen.

Major feels dizzy himself. He wasn’t planning on caving this fucking early. Planned to be a stubborn asshole, maybe get tortured for a few weeks, or make some daring escape and kill a few fuckers on his way out. But he can tell already, from the tension in the air. From how fast those guys’ mistakes got them wiped out. He’s gotta learn fast, here, or his last thought will be that he should’ve behaved better.

#whump #drabble #whipped this one up super fast and it was so fun #have been thinking about it for days #major #afraid #death tw #gun #creepy whumper #implied pet whump #dehumanization #or at least that's probably what's in store for major #mine

[honeycollectswhump]

Can we get any insight into Ashtray's conditioning/training, or maybe Mistress trying many different types of cigarettes to compare the taste (and how they burn him differently)? He's my new favorite little guy :)

congrats, you unlocked some lore! i hope you enjoy the little hints about who ashtray used to be :)

A Step Towards Ashtray

[masterlist]

CW: isolation, captivity, emotional distress, cigarette burn, implied pet whump

Behind the heavy, metal door there is a young man, though legally that description would be wrong. Behind the door, there is a future companion object, handpicked to satisfy his potential buyers in any way possible. But then again, right now he is barely at the start of his journey to becoming a perfect companion object, so Eskil Thorn just calls him a trainee, his trainee. 

It had been quite the odyssey over the past two weeks or so, watching the trainee scream and claw at the door, sobbing a certain name. Of course, that did nothing to help him. Eskil knows the recipe to the perfect start is letting the trainees simmer in isolation for a bit before introducing them to their future purpose. Now that the screaming has finally stopped, maybe from exhaustion or his voice giving out, it’s a sign for Eskil to start the process.

Stepping inside, he takes in the sight before him. The trainee is curled on the floor –like a feral dog– staring at him with red-rimmed but beautifully big blue eyes. Bits of ripped-out hair lay around him and Eskil makes a mental note to nip that behaviour in the bud. His golden-blond hair is one of the trainee's assets, which will eventually put him in a high price range and Eskil can’t let him ruin that.

“Are you ready for your lesson?”

The trainee nods frantically.

“Please, sir, anything! I– I can’t– please!” he rasps, inching forward to Eskil. 

If he were any other designation, Eskil would love the begging. It’s always a sweet surprise when the trainees exhibit these behaviours early on. Unfortunately however, that won’t be a necessary skill for him, though it is undeniably a promising start.

With shaking hands, the trainee grasps onto Eskil’s pants, his eyes shining with tears. “Don’t leave me alone, sir, please!”

Perfect.

“Sure, I’ll stay with you for a while. But you have to do something for me first.”

See, where the other handlers try to force it, Eskil lets his trainees take their first steps on their own. And to get them motivated, isolation works wonders. 

The trainee is basically vibrating with desperation. It’s not his first lesson. He doesn’t beg to be let out anymore, not since they shocked his signature out of him, and he’s given up on insisting on “his name”. Instead, it is a sort of resigned despair that makes him perfectly malleable.  

“Wh-what do you want me to do?”

With a smile, Eskil pulls out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket. Something warm prickles in his chest as he looks at the lighter, a gift from his wife, decorated with small doodles. Slowly, he lights the cigarette and takes a single drag, watching smoke fill the room. 

He sits down, his legs crossed, and lets himself be warily watched by the trainee. They stay like that in silence, Eskil sitting patiently, the trainee kneeling on all fours before him like a dog, seemingly undecided between wanting to lean away in suspicion and throwing himself in Eskil’s lap. 

Then, he holds out the burning cigarette, inching it closer to the trainee, who just blinks uncomprehendingly. Maybe his future purpose is still beyond his understanding, Eskil supposes. 

“Come on, give me your arm, will you.” 

The trainee flinches and gawks at him with those big blue eyes, his lip twitching as he suppresses a cough. 

“Why?” he whispers, his eyes fixating on the cigarette. Still, he doesn’t move away from Eskil’s vicinity.

“Oh,” Eskil chuckles, “I think you know exactly what for. Now, don’t you want to be a good boy? It’ll be worth it, it’ll all be worth it in the end, I promise.”

Eskil just watches the trainee’s shocked expression morph between conflicting emotions. The promised touch is like a drug in his starved and isolated state. Until eventually, the trainee nods, defeated. He holds out his arm as if he could choose.

Deliberately, Eskil moves the cigarette bud closer and closer to his shoulder. The trainee only tenses up, flinching away from the heat, but makes no move to flee. 

The cigarette makes contact with his skin and he lets out a strangled yelp, eyes flitting to Eskil’s face, as if trying to figure out if this noise would be enough to make Eskil leave. 

Ash spreads over the trainee’s pale skin. There is barely a mark beneath it yet, but it will come in time—his first burn blister of hopefully many. 

Satisfied, Eskil flicks the extinguished cigarette to the side and opens his arms. After a breath of hesitation Eskil pretends not to notice, the trainee flings himself into his embrace, his chest hitching with silent sobs. 

He claws into Eskil’s shirt with a feral need that goes beyond the two weeks of isolation, beyond the acclimation period after the walk-in. Maybe he sees something in him, some sort of figure he lost and whose comfort he secretly grieved. It is all out in the open now, the trainee’s soul ripped fresh open for the world to see. A brief burst of vulnerability, soon to be replaced by perfect obedience. 

Suddenly, hesitantly, the trainee raises his head from Eskil’s shoulder, catching his gaze with immense sorrow.

“Sir? What… what will happen to my little brother? N-now that he’s all alone and he’s never been alone, I’ve always been there for him and he’s–”

Eskil shushes him softly, laying one hand on the back of the trainee’s head.

“There’s no my for you anymore, never forget that. But I’m sure he’ll manage.”

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#so sorry but his little brother didn't manage #not at all in fact #catch polly and me sobbing about that in the dms #The Ashtray #ashtray/skye (oc) #eskil thorn (oc) #(in case that guy will make a reappearance. he's ashtray's main handler) #whumper and whumpee #whumper pov #implied pet whump #conditioning #touch starved whumpee #isolation whump #captivity whump #cigarette burns #conditioning whump #human ashtray #ashtray whump #implied kidnapping #if you find any mistakes no you didn't #asks #anon

[lucakairomi]

"I don't usually brand my pets. Then again... might be fun. Leave my mark, as it were. A little signature... and I know just where to put it! Of course I'll have to resell at a discount... nobody wants damaged goods. Or maybe I'll keep just a piece and toss the rest- a little memento."

#whump #whump writing #whump prompt #whump quotes #creepy whumper #intimate whumper #implied pet whump #implied branding

[inkwell-and-dagger]

living weapon whumpees who, during the first few months of recovery with caretaker, are foreign to the concept of comfort‼️‼️‼️

have them flinching away from caretaker's soft touch because they believe they don't deserve it‼️‼️‼️

have a caretaker gently massage living weapon whumpee's shoulders, soothing words further adding to whumpee's overall confusion before they eventually lean into caretaker's warm touch‼️‼️‼️

have caretaker's soft words and hands holding whumpee's face snap them out of their conditioning after something / someone accidentally triggered them, startled at first before recognizing that, caretaker wasn't a threat, they were safe with them and that whumper wasn't here anymore ‼️‼️‼️

#i dunno im new to the living weapon whumpee trope but honestly?? 👀👀 im starting to love it #whump #whump trope #whump tropes #whump ideas #whump idea #conditioned whumpee #implied whump #rescued whumpee #pet whump #whump community #whump prompt #whump prompts #whump scenario #whump scenarios #whumpblr #whump stuff #whump thoughts #living weapon whumpee #whumpee #caretaker #vellichor's prompts

[whimpity-whumpity]

(Triangle thing) Caleb, who's your favorite captor out of them all?

Sitting in his DIY nest chair with Iris, the ex-pet hugs the dog close. Without hesitation, he answers "Spiderbitch. He was creepy and horribly creative, but at least he was genuinely nice when I did what he wanted." He buries his face in fur to hide from the implications of his answer. "Five." There were worse questions to ask, but it certainly wasn't pleasant for him to think about.

#Caleb asks #in the recovery arc #implied pet whump

[whump-and-other-misfortunes]

cw pet whump, implied drugging, intimate whumper, conditioned whumpee, slightly suggestive

"What did you wish for this Christmas, kitten?" Whumper asked, loosening their tie. They were still fully dressed in their work clothes, while their pet was wearing soft, holiday themed pajamas.

They gave Whumper a sweet smile from their place on the couch, holding a mug of hot chocolate. "Snow."

Whumper chuckled, pulling off their tie and kicking off their shoes before joining Whumpee on the couch. "That's precious, honey. Well, it might not get that cold, but—" They pulled a small bag from their jacket pocket and held it up for their pet to see. "Close enough."

Whumpee made a soft noise of disagreement, holding their hot chocolate closer as though it would keep them safe. "Please, Master, you know I don't like that."

"You said you wanted snow, hm?" Whumper teased, reaching out to stroke Whumpee's hair. "Besides, I like how it makes you. I like seeing you all spacey, not worrying like you do all the time. I like when you're easy."

Whumpee looked up at them through their lashes. "Can we watch a Christmas movie first? And cuddle?"

The smirk on Whumper's face was replaced with a more earnest smile, and they kissed Whumpee's cheek. "Of course, kitten. We can make some cookies, too, if you want."

"Yes, please," Whumpee said, face lighting up. "And more hot chocolate?"

"Sure, honey," Whumper agreed. "It is Christmas Eve, after all."

#whump #whumpblr #whump writing #pet whump #christmas whump #intimate whumper #implied drugging #conditioned whumpee #soft whump #noncon drugging #suggestive #whumper x whumpee #requests open #snippet

[abhainnwhump]

A nonhuman Whumpee with horns getting tied down in a room where Whumper has a massive collection of horns and antlers on their walls, all taken from the Whumpees who failed to please them.

(Bonus if they recognize one of the horn sets as it belonged to someone they loved-)

#whump #whump writing #whumpblr #whump prompt #whump tropes #kidnapped whumpee #nonhuman whumpee #pet whump #pet whumpee #creepy whumper #implied death #dead whumpee #multiple whumpees #noncon body modification #body horror whump #whump angst

[dinkflocculent]

A few years ago, I read a wonderful pet whump on Wattpad. Unfortunately, it was deleted, but gave me a great whumper idea.

- Whumper would use the clicking of their tongue for commands for whumpee. It would alert whumpee to stand up straight to their master.

- Whumper would show off their pet to guests, like they were a rare breed of dog they just adopted.

- Whumpee would be severely punished when making a sound—any sound—without being told to. If whumpee needs to sneeze or cough, they need to hold it in.

- When rescued, whumpee is conditioned, and it might take years for them to let it go partly.

#whump #whumpblr #whump scenario #whump prompt #whump tropes #implied whump #whump idea #whump prompts #whumpee #whump community #whump stuff #whump things #recovery whump #conditioned whumpee #rescued whumpee #obedient whumpee #whumperflies #pet whump

[whereallthewhumpgoes]

Pet Recovery Counter-Conditioning Phrases

"I am my own person. I am allowed to prioritize my own needs and assert my own boundaries."

"I belong to myself and only myself."

"I deserve to be loved by others, touched gently, and treated with compassion."

(Romantic specific) "My body is mine. No one is allowed to do anything to my body against my will."

"I am a human being, and I am entitled to human rights, such as food, water, and sleep. My needs are not a privilege that I have to earn, they are human rights, and I will fulfill them when necessary."

"I can think for myself and take care of myself."

"I am a human being, not a slave. I am under no obligation to obey anyone's command."

"What happened to me was unjust. I did not deserve to be abused by my former master, and I will not tolerate abuse from them or anyone else."

"I am a good person."

"I have a right to be treated with dignity."

"I am not worthless. I have value apart from my master's attention."

(Romantic specific) "I am allowed to say no."

(Guard dog specific) "I am not a monster. In the past, I acted to protect myself, and I will continue to protect myself with or without my master."

"My rescuers are not a threat. My rescuers do not want to hurt me. My rescuers are safe people."

"If I am ever mistreated, I will report it to my rescuers as soon as possible."

"I do not need to lie to protect myself."

"I am allowed to love myself."

"I am encouraged to form relationships with the other recovered pets, and they will not be hurt if I interact with them."

(Bonded pair specific) "I do not need to protect my bond. I do not need to depend on my bond. My bond and I are our own people, and I am allowed to develop my own interests and take care of myself before my bond."

"I am a person, not a pet."

#i saw that one conditioned boxboy phrases lore post and it gave me some ideasies #conditioned whumpee #pet whump #box boy universe #box boy whump #recovery whump #implied past noncon #very very vaguely #i mean some of the deconditioning phrases are romantic specific and there are Things that happen to romantics in the lore so #implied past torture #implied past abuse

[serene-cinders]

A Caretaker adopting a pet Whumpee from a shelter out of pity. Whumpee’s been abused. Maybe they can’t, or won’t speak, so their pain is a mystery, but it shows in their empty eyes, maimed form, scars running criss-cross all over.

Maybe Whumpee’s on the older side. Maybe they’re not conventionally attractive. They’ve been abandoned by the world, they’ve been at the shelter for years, and they’re slowly succumbing. Dying.

Caretaker never agreed with this ‘human pet’ business. They find it despicable, and wouldn’t support it. But… that wretched husk, so rigorously broken down, brings tears to their eyes. And they can’t bare the thought of somebody dying alone in this unfeeling, underfunded shit hole.

So, Caretaker makes the choice to give them the kindest few weeks of their life.

#whump #whump community #whump drabble #whump prompt #tender whump #recovery whump #kind of #fluff #angst #implied whump #no gore #I cooked this one up in 7 minutes #does it show #pet whump #past pet whump #bbu adjacent #not the biggest fan of the bbu though #bittersweet

[befuddled-calico-whump]

commission for @butter-and-too-much-bread !

(more under the cut)

#first commission woo! #i have a sheet ive been slowly working on but i swear ill post it eventually #butter-and-too-much-bread #whump art #restrained #noncon drugging #pet whump #(implied at least) #calicos commissions #whump comic #straitjacket #implied nudity

[whumpshaped]

feel absolutely free to ignore this if you don’t have the motivation or ideas for this anymore. but can i ask for more of the guard dog whumpee? their are one of my favorite pet whump tropes and i am starving for guard dog rescue / recovery content 🥺

not rly a continuation.. i have one vivid image in my head and im just gonna throw it at u

tw pet whump, conditioned whumpee, implied past trauma

Whumpee was acting absolutely rabid. Caretaker had no idea what had upset them so much, aside from the unsuspecting passerby whom Whumpee was now entirely fixated on.

"Whumpee," they called quietly, but the tension didn't seem to leave the pet's body, nor did they stop growling. "Whumpee."

Nothing. Whumpee didn't even look at them, they just kept staring at the person walking away from them, unaware of any of this fuss. Caretaker was beginning to worry that Whumpee was going to run after them.

"Whumpee!" they snapped, finally getting their attention.

Whumpee looked back at them and immediately quieted down, bowing their head to make themself smaller. Harmless. Good. They looked like a kicked puppy, as opposed to the bloodhound from a second ago.

"What's going on, buddy?" Caretaker gently scratched behind their ear, relieved to see them still nuzzling against their hand. They were a bit worried that raising their voice like that would make the poor pet afraid. "You're not usually like this around other people..."

Whumpee shook their head a little, likely agreeing with what Caretaker was saying. They cast a worried look in the direction of the stranger, and Caretaker frowned.

"Do you know that person?" After a small pause, the pet slowly nodded. "Bad memories, hm?" Another nod, and Caretaker sighed. "That's okay. There's a bunch of people I don't like either, but, well... I can't just be going around growling at everyone I dislike."

There was a flash of something in Whumpee's eyes, something almost confused, as though they didn't understand why Caretaker wouldn't do that. But then they settled down, ready to resume their walk around the apartment blocks.

Hopefully, they wouldn't bump into the stranger again. For their sake.

~

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#whump #whump drabble #pet whump #conditioned whumpee #implied past trauma #asks

[inkwell-and-dagger]

Caretaker comes from a noble bloodline, as does Whumper, who all specialise in hunting mythical creatures. This trait and activity is passed on for generations, but Caretaker has no interest in it and deems it as cruel.

Until Whumper hosted a "celebration" of this activity, where all who are invited are given the choice to bring their domesticated and captured creatures to show off, Caretaker had no clue what the mythical creatures looked like, nor how diverse the species' were.

Caretaker soon finds out. All types of mythical or otherwise unique animals, ranging from kneeling elves to caged fairies to declawed werewolves to chained dragons, among many more. Though, one stands out to them; Whumpee, frail and small amongst the crowd and activity yet tense and alert, sitting dutifully beside Whumper's seat.

#monster whumpee #monster whump #nonhuman whumpee #implied whump #multiple whumpees #multiple whumpers #human caretaker #human whumper #pet whump #potential: #living weapon whumpee #if you view whumpee as some sort of guard protecting whumper (probably out of conditioning) #also probably: #conditioned whumpee #whump prompt #whump idea #whump drabble #whump thought #whump #whumpee #whumper #caretaker

[abhainnwhump]

"I- I know I don't deserve it but . . . please make it quick."

#whump #whumpblr #whump writing #whump prompt #whump tropes #pet whump #possible pet whumpee? #torture whump #implied torture #broken whumpee #sadistic whumper #whumper turned whumpee #implied death #whump dialogue

[dinkflocculent]

Whumper is a rich aristocrat/king who bought whumpee as a form of entertainment or pleasure. They treat whumpee as a pet. Collaring them, putting them in a cage, training them to be their perfect little pretty thing. They show off whumpee to party guests as if they're their prized possession.

Whumpee starts off as defiant, but more of the punishments they endure for their defiance shape them into an obedient little dog. A pretty little thing. All for whumper. Only for whumper.

#whump #whumpblr #whump scenario #whump prompt #whump tropes #implied whump #whump idea #whump prompts #whumpee #whump trope #tropes #writing trope #writing tropes #character tropes #pet whump #obedient whumpee #whump writing #whump community #whumper

[painsandconfusion]

List of ways to trigger a (optional: former pet whumpee) whumpee? Like post rescud, in the healing stages, what could set them off? Im like so out of ideas. 😭😭

I got you! Here just the first ones I could think of-

Upsetting moments.

Doors slamming.

Doing dishes/cooking in a way that bangs the pots.

Blaring alarms.

Scissors a little too close during a haircut.

Whumpee breaking something or burning food - waiting for punishment.

The sound of a door locking.

Seeing actual pets around and hearing ‘good boy!’ ‘good girl!’ ‘good pup!’(etc)

Triggering phrases that mirror their old commands.

“That’s perfect.”

“Be good.”

“Sit.”

Ambiguously/potentially threatening phrases.

“What are you doing in here?”

“Where are you going?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Hm.”

“Do you think that’s a good idea?”

“I have some friends coming over.”

Abrupt transitions.

Waking them up abruptly / loudly.

Sudden changes in emotion.

Getting angry over small things.

Plan changes.

Things that might make them think Whumper is coming back?

Seeing a similar vehicle to Whumper’s.

Doorbells.

Unknown numbers calling.

Most importantly: Little comforts Whumper used to use as rewards.

Combing fingers through their hair.

Forehead kisses.

Holding their hand.

Cuddling.

Little treats (chocolates, etc).

Buying new outfits for them.

Being bathed/massaged.

Things a little too similar to pet stuff.

High collared shirts or short necklaces that feel like a collar.

Heat of a straightener/curling iron that reminds them of the brand.

Deep bowls/dishes that are similar to dog food bowls.

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#whump #prompt list #pet whump #whump prompt #pet prompt #conditioning #manhandling #abuse #implied nudity #collar #collar whump #branding #dehumanization