#jaded whumpee

[actress4him]

June of Doom 2023

I have somehow managed to create an entirely new series with entirely new ocs out of thin air just for this event. My plan is to make all these prompts into one continuous story (some of them will be combined, some out of order), so wish me luck and we’ll see how it goes!

Let me know if you want to be tagged in the future pieces of this series!

Day 1 - “You don’t want to do that.” | Collapse | Locked Door | Fear

Day 2 - “Get in.” | Sobbing | Survivor’s Guilt | Salve

Contains: lady whump with male whumper, kidnapping, restraints, blindfold, knife, long-term captivity, fantasy prejudice, death mention

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The first thing Lainey notices when the car trunk opens, letting in the slightest bit of sunlight beneath her blindfold, is that the air smells fresh. There’s no trace of car exhaust or street vendors or anything that she’s used to smelling in the city. It smells like…dirt and leaves. Like the forest when she goes hiking on occasion. And it’s quiet, too, other than a few birds singing. 

If the bumpy roads and route that apparently took them the entire night weren’t enough indication that she’s been taken out into the middle of nowhere, this seals it.

The harsh hands that had first grabbed her by the dumpsters behind her work latch onto her arms again, yanking her up and out of the trunk with frightening strength. She cries out in surprise, struggling to find her footing on cramped legs before he’s prodding her into a walk. The sharp tip of a knife she’d only caught a glimpse of last night pricks at her spine. 

“Look, um…I don’t know what you want from me, but…my family doesn’t have much money or anything. My dad’s in construction and my mom does alterations. And my boyfriend isn’t rich, either, he just works at the coffee shop next door to my store. So if you’re looking for ransom money…”

“Get in there!” His hand slams into her shoulder from behind, and she stumbles forward, toes stubbing against a wooden threshold and nearly sending her sprawling on her face. They’re inside some kind of building now, she can tell even though the rough fabric across her eyes prevents her from seeing anything but darkness. The smell of fresh air fades away, replaced by must and old wood, and the stillness grows to an almost suffocating level. 

“You know, it’s kinda hard to walk through a strange place blindly and with my hands behind my back! If you want this to go more smoothly then maybe you should just take off all this crap and -”

“Shut up, before I add a gag to ‘all that crap’.”

She presses her lips together. Talking too much when she’s anxious has always been a struggle, though this time it’s more like terror than anxiety. Her parents had always warned her about bad guys and talking to strangers and all of that stuff, like all parents do, and that’s extended into her young adulthood as concerns about those prejudiced against magic-users grow. But she never thought she’d get kidnapped. 

“They’re gonna be looking for me, you know,” she blurts, unable to hold it in. The man is steering her with one hand on her shoulder, presumably avoiding furniture and making their way through the building. “My family. They’ll find you. They’ll make you pay for this. The police will find you and throw you in jail for the rest of your li-”

The knife leaves her back only for the hilt to smash into the back of her head. She stumbles again with a gasp, her head spinning and aching. 

“I said to shut up.”

Biting her lip, she does her best to comply. 

They halt their march, and there’s a series of clicking, scraping, and squawking sounds from directly in front of her. Locks, her throbbing head supplies. Quite a few of them. Her heart goes from pounding in her ribs to climbing up her throat. 

“Down the stairs.” 

That’s all the warning she gets before she’s pushed forward again. Her breath catches as her foot is forced to move, feeling tentatively at the darkness in front of her until she finds the first step down. Her second foot joins it, then she feels for the next step.

“You’re too slow.” He grabs onto her arm and begins barreling down the stairs at what seems like a breakneck pace. Her feet somehow mostly keep up even though her brain is screaming about not knowing where the steps are, and anytime she does miss one his hand just yanks her back upright. She’s pretty sure she’ll have a bruise on that arm from how hard he’s holding her. Maybe some on her ankles, too, from banging them around on the steps. 

Her legs are trembling by the time they make it to solid ground again. “Remember,” she huffs, the adrenaline of the trip making her tongue loose again, “that whole thing about it being hard to walk blindfolded?”

To her surprise, he responds by ripping it off her head, tearing out a few strands of hair with it. She winces at the pain and the sudden influx of light, but quickly forces herself to take in her surroundings. 

It’s quite obviously a basement. There are no windows, the only light coming from buzzing fluorescent lights overhead, and the floors and walls are all concrete. One wall is lined with cabinets, the contents of which she’s sure she doesn’t want to know, and the floor is dotted with mysterious stains that she’d also rather remain a mystery.

That’s as far as her observations take her, because it’s at that point that her blue eyes clash with a pair of dark brown and her thoughts screech to a halt. There’s another girl down here. She’s just sitting there, on the floor, curled up against the wall and staring back at her with a blank expression. Her face is streaked with dirt, and there’s blood crusted up in her hairline. Her black hair has been chopped off, short and uneven. She looks small, and frail, and far too thin, and…kind of like she shouldn’t be alive.

Footsteps on the stairs jerk Lainey out of her trance. Spinning away from the woman on the floor, she sees the man - the first good look she’s actually gotten at him, though it’s still just his back - halfway up the staircase. Leaving her down here. Leaving her to turn into a phantom of a person like this other girl. 

“Hey!” She runs after him, awkwardly since her hands are still ziptied behind her back. “You can’t just leave me down here! I’m a human being, okay? I have rights!” She stomps up the stairs, a much easier task now that she can see. “And I told you already, you’re gonna be in so much trouble when the police find you, you’re -” 

He’s walking through the door, about to disappear, and she picks up her pace, heart pounding. “Hey! Stop!” The door slams, the locks all clicking and squeaking back into place. “Get back here! You’re gonna regret taking me, I swear!” She can’t bang on the door with her fists, so she kicks it, instead, slamming the toe of her sneaker into the wood over and over again.

“You don’t want to do that.”

She barely hears the quiet, rasping voice over the ruckus she’s making, but it echoes against the concrete and catches her attention. Pausing her assault on the door, Lainey frowns over her shoulder at the woman down below. “I’m not just gonna sit here and take this! This door isn’t that strong, you know what? I could probably even kick it down if I wanted to…”

“If you keep causing a scene, you’re going to make him mad, and he’ll come back.” The pitch of her voice never changes, and she doesn’t move even her head from her position. 

“Good! If he comes back, that’ll give me a better chance to escape. He didn’t look that big, maybe I could overpower him and get out the door.” Never mind that he’d been strong enough to easily lift her, right now she’s just desperate to get out. Facing the fact that she’s trapped here is too terrifying to even consider.

She can’t stay here. She can’t.

A sliver of emotion finally finds its way into the woman’s next words. “If he comes back, he’ll hurt you. And if he’s mad, it’ll be ten times worse. So if you have any sense, you’ll sit down and shut up and conserve your energy for when he comes back on his own schedule.”

Something about what she says steals any remaining fight from Lainey’s body. She stares at the locked door for a long moment, breaths coming too fast and too shallow. “He’s…he…” She backs down one step, getting the distinct feeling that she doesn’t actually want to be standing here when the door opens. Her gaze is pulled back to the woman on the floor. “What does he…do?” She doesn’t want to know, but she needs to.

“Hurts us.” Her voice has gone back to flat and emotionless. “Well…hurts me. I can only assume that you’ll be the same. Having someone else down here is…new.”

Slowly, she plods back down the stairs, looking over the drab room again until she’s standing directly in front of the other woman. She doesn’t want to sit down. Sitting feels like settling in, and that feels like giving in. 

“Does he…want…?” Her eyes flick up and down the girl’s body almost involuntarily, as if she’ll be able to see the evidence of exactly what’s been done to her. 

Somehow the woman seems to read her mind. “No. Not that. Just anything else he can think of. Should I assume you have magic, too?”

Her stomach flips. She’s not used to being called out like that. “Um…y-yeah?” She said ‘too’, so it’s probably safe.

“Yeah. He’s one of those types. Thinks he’s doing the world a favor by keeping us out of it.”

“Great,” she sighs, shifting back and forth on her feet. A few seconds later, she flops down to the floor. She’s not giving in, she’s just exhausted from not sleeping last night and from all the adrenaline that’s starting to dwindle. 

“How long…have you been here?” Another of those questions she needs to know the answer to but doesn’t want to hear it.

“What year is it?”

“What?” She feels suddenly lightheaded, though her brain is too busy swirling to pinpoint why. “It’s, um…it’s 2023. June first.” Just in case she’d actually meant to ask month or day, instead.

Her previously empty expression shutters, eyes shutting and jaw tightening. It takes a long, anxiety-filled moment for her to respond, and her voice is hoarser than before when she does. “F-...five years. I’ve been here…five years.”

Lainey feels like the floor has dropped out from underneath her. She might say something, she’s not even sure, she’s too busy flailing in midair as she falls, trying to find something solid to stand on. Five years. Five years of being locked in a basement being…tortured. Five years of no one finding her. That’s not going to happen to her, right? It can’t. She has family, she has people who will be looking for her. 

She sucks in a desperate breath. “But…how…? You…didn’t you have…someone to miss you?” She’s heard of the cases where people go missing and are never found, of course. They’re always presumed to be dead, though. Not still surviving in a basement after five years. 

The girl shrugs one shoulder, eyes still shut. “Thought I did. Maybe they tried, and gave up. Maybe they never actually cared to start with.” 

“Maybe they, um…maybe they’re still trying. Me being kidnapped might help give more leads. I mean, my family will definitely be looking for me. My co-workers would have known right away that something happened, I just went out to take the trash and never came back.” She nods firmly. “They’ll find me. Find us. He can’t keep getting away with this for long.”

Opening her eyes slightly, the girl stares at her for a moment before shaking her head and closing them again. 

Lainey isn’t going to let it discourage her, though. She has to keep believing her own words or she’ll spiral. “Hey, what’s your name?”

She swallows. “Isa.” Her eyes open again, though her gaze stays on her knees. “Isabela, technically, but…everyone always called me Isa.”

“Isa,” she repeats, trying to get the Spanish vowels correct. “I’m Lainey. I’d say nice to meet you, but…”

“Yeah.” Isa gives that one-shoulder shrug again. This time, something clinks against the wall behind her, and Lainey becomes suddenly aware that she’s wearing a metal band around her throat.

“Wait, are you…chained to the wall?” She leans forward to see, and Isa flinches before trying to cover the movement by wrapping her arms around her legs. Her arms are dotted with bruises and scars of various kinds that stand out against her brown skin, and her wrists are so small that she’s pretty sure she could wrap her smallest fingers around them. 

“Yeah. He doesn’t do it too often. But he’s been gone for the past…few days, I guess, and he doesn’t like letting me roam while he’s out.”

She says it so matter of factly, like it’s just a part of life that should be expected. “He’s a creep and he can go curl in a hole and die,” Lainey growls, fists clenching behind her back. 

“Sure.” Isa leans her head against the wall. “Just don’t make him mad. He likes to be called ‘sir’, and he doesn’t have a lot of patience for having to repeat himself. We’re both better off if you just do what he says.”

Lainey grits her teeth. “That’s not happening. Look, I know you’ve been here a long time and you’ve had to…do whatever you had to to make it. But there’s two of us now, and only one of him. There’s more of a chance that we can overpower him or outsmart him. We could escape.”

Shaking her head, she stares up at the ceiling. “You shouldn’t get your hopes up like that. It’ll only hurt more when they come crashing down.”

She can’t imagine what Isa has been through. Doesn’t want to think about the fact that she may soon go through some of it, herself. But she can’t understand why she refuses to even consider trying to figure a way out of here, when she now has somebody to help her. 

Unable to sit and do nothing any longer, she levers herself off the floor and begins walking the perimeter of the room, familiarizing herself with every inch of the space. “I’m gonna figure out a way out of here, no matter what you think.”

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#juneofdoom #day 1 #day 2 #lady whump #lady whumpee #kidnapping #restraints tw #blindfold #knife tw #captivity whump #prejudice tw #death mention #lainey and isa #two whumpees #urban fantasy #defiant whumpee #jaded whumpee #whump series #whump writing #whump event

[whumpingaround]

ok so picture this:

caretaker suffered some kind of horrible accident in the past, that left them physically and emotionally scarred. then, years later, they find whumpee in the same situation, and they’re able to save them from the same fate. whumpee still has some recovery to do after that dangerously close call, but caretaker knows they wouldn’t be able to live with themselves if they hadn’t saved whumpee from something that turned their life upside down.

extra bonus points if whumpee is younger and inexperienced, and caretaker is older and more jaded, and were annoyed by whumpee before, but after the incident, they take on a parental role

do you see my vision

#whump #whump prompt #writing #whump scenario #whump tropes #whumpblr #hurt/comfort #angst

[ghost-whump]

thinking about whumpees who don’t have caretakers.

whumpees that refuse help or refuse TO help. there was no one to rescue them, so they saved themselves. they healed all on their own. they pulled themselves up by their bootstraps and kept going, goddamnit.

whumpees that grow jaded and jealous. why do others get help and care and kindness? why couldn’t they have that?

where was THEIR knight in shining armor to pick up the pieces when they had been shattered?

#my stuff #whump scenario #whump prompt #whump tropes #whump community #recovery whump #whumpblr #whumpee #defiant whumpee

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

Ok I know you have the period fic, but do you have anything like the opposite of the one we’re she had to take care of ghost? Like instead he takes care of her.

Hello! (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆

Oh, I definitely do! I love some whumpee!Ghost and caretaker!Jade 😌 I love whump for the caretaking side of it so here it is!

So I recommend you to read my fic 'Wildflower' first (it's a Valentine fic I wrote. It's a fluffy fic that sets up the scene. No whump yet here)

and then, the fic you're looking would be 'More of You', which consists of Part 1 and Part 2 !

Happy reading!

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #cod #cod mw #simon ghost riley #charlotte jade le jardin #call of duty oc #ghostjade #ghost x jade #ghost x oc #sleepy answers

[staydandy]

The Golden Eyes (2019) - 黄金瞳 - Whump List

List by StayDandy Synopsis : A simple pawn shop worker, Zhuang Rui, had his own eyes mutated after an accident during a robbery attempt of an ancient Jade carving. His mutated eyes subsequently brought many changes to his life in many unexpected ways he could ever imagined. (MDL)

Whumpees : Zhuang Rui played by Lay Zhang (center) • Peng Fei played by Meng A Sai (2 eps) (far right)

Country : 🇨🇳 China Genres : Adventure, Martial Arts, Fantasy, Tomb Raider

Notes : This is a Full Whump List • This is the a revision of my Partial List, which only had 4 episodes on it! It really deserved better than that. • My favorite episodes are pink : 00

Related List : The Golden Eyes (2019) - partial list

Episodes on List : 37 Total Episodes : 56

*Spoilers below*

01 : Glass gets into Zhuang Rui's eyes, knocked out … hospitalized, eyes bandaged … blurry vision, overwhelmed by new eyesight … unsteady, rubbing eyes

02 : Headache

04 : Attacked, hooded

05 : Handcuffed … falls through a trapdoor

06 : Protects someone from an explosion, knocked out … protects someone from a 2nd explosion, knocked out

09 : Rubbing his eyes

10 : (near end) Attacked, fight

11 : Shaking head in slight pain

13 : Fight, knocked out … dizzy, eye/head pain.. unsteady

14 : Car crash, knocked out … treated in hospital

17 : Drunk, unsteady, helped to walk

18 : Shaking head, pain.. unsteady, passes out, caught … nauseous … locked in a wine cellar

19 : … continued from previous ep. ... Locked in wine cellar, shivering

22 : While driving, shaking head, pain … revealed he's been shot in the leg, bleeding, limping … temporary amnesia, migraine, collapses.. leg infected, fever

23 : … continued from previous ep. ... Limping, exhausted, eye pain.. blurry vision, collapses, passes out … headache

24 : … continued from previous ep. ... Passes out, hospitalized

25 : Chased, rolls down a hill, migraine, unsteady, blurry vision, temporarily blind … blurry vision

26 : … continued from previous ep. ... Still partially blind … vision slowly returning, blurry … steps on a landmine

27 : Peng Fei is captured, tied up, whipped

28 : … continued from previous ep. ... Attempts escape, tied up again … Zhuang Rui is captured, tied up … Zhuang Rui & Peng Fei are knocked out with smoke bomb … Zhuang Rui nightmare.. headache, ear ringing

29 : Not feeling well, not eating, depressed

30 : Wrestling match, sore after … lightheaded

31 : Lightheaded … out of it, collapses against a pillar, barely conscious, helped to walk … blurry vision, migraine, helped to walk, saying he can't see or hear, writhing in pain, given a shot to sleep

32 : Unsteady, starts to collapses, supported … slightly unresponsive … headache … nightmare

33 : Hit with a shovel

35 : (near end) [flashbacks to eps 22, 25, 31] migraine, amnesia, blind, migraine, writhing … [present] drunk

36 : Admitting he's lost his sense of taste … eye strain, headache, exhausted … (@ 13:16 Huang Fu Yun looks so much better without the birdshit highlight in his hair) … drunk

37 : … continued from previous ep. ... Drunk … captured, hands tied

38 : Shock, dizzy, migraine, collapses, caught … briefly knocked out from explosion

42 : Eye strain … captured, hands tied.. hit with bats in a fight

43 : Drugged … tied up

44 : MIgraine

45 : Dizzy, collapses, migraine.. unsteady … starts to collapse, supported

50 : (at end) Tied up

53 : Attacked, knocked out … migraine … captured

55 : Headache, backhanded, falls & hits head on a pipe, barely conscious.. carried … unconscious … hospitalized

56 : … continued from previous ep. ... Hospitalized, drugged asleep … hospitalized for brain surgery.. seizure during surgery

More Whump Lists for this show: love-me-a-lotta-whump whumpetywhump

#whump #whump list #full whump list #Asian whump #China #The Golden Eyes #黄金瞳 #Zhuang Rui #Lay Zhang #Peng Fei #Meng A Sai

[wherethewhumpthingsare]

Till the End of the Moon (长月烬明) Partial Whumplist (Now Complete!)

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Whumpee: Tantai Jin/Ming Ye/Cang Jiu Min Portrayed By: Luo Yunxi

Synopsis: In an era when demons have dominion over cultivators and mortals, the cultivator elders believe it is imperative to send someone back in time to discover the origin of the demon lord and prevent his resurrection. Li Su Su accepts the mission and assumes the identity of mortal Ye Xi Wu, the second daughter of General Ye. She's married to Tantai Jin, the captive prince and future demon lord, and is determined to destroy him, aware that in the future he will come to massacre many. But as witness to Tantai Jin's past life and rise to power, an unexpected tale emerges, one complicating her quest (mydramalist)

Genre: Romance, Fantasy

Where to Watch: Viki.com

Note: I’ve posted the first 20 episodes and working on the last 20. This show was full of whump, almost in every episode! Tantai Jin is now one of my top favorite whumpees of any show.

Update: I’ve finally completed the second half, sorry it took so long! 

TW: S*icide

SPOILERS AHEAD!

Episode 1: as devil god: cheek slashed (11:50); flashbacks to being bullied, something thrown at his face, bleeding, kneeling in the cold snow, clutching his head in pain, passing out (17:30);  kneeling in the snow, Li Su Su trying to goad him into being evil (40:20)

Episode 2: kneeling in the cold snow, freezing (2:40); shivering, clutching his head in pain, suddenly passing out, Su Su warming him while he's unconscious, helped to walk, placed in hot bath, bruises on his arm (11:00); close to death, taunted by devil god, waking in the bath looking exhausted, groped (15:10); whipped, blood on his back, scowling in his sleep, unconscious, unable to be woken, fevered, fed soup, waking looking exhausted (21:15); bullied, forced to do chores without eating, hands cold & bruised, stopped from eating dirty food (34:50); flashback: eating drugged pastry off the ground, stumbling (42:20)

Episode 3: Su Su trying to goad him into being evil again (4:50); flashback: punched, beaten (38:30); attacked & captured by demon (42:30); drugged, passing out (49:00) 

Episode 4: inside nightmare: witnessing his mother dying after giving birth to him, his father blaming him, pulled out of nightmare, tied to tree, finding out he doesn’t have love threads, forced back into nightmares (3:15); bullied, punched, beat up, treated, bruises on his face (20:30); still unconscious tied to tree, worried over, unable to be woken (29:55); in nightmare: seeing his mother dead, hands covered in blood, distressed, crying, upset, sliced by sword, grasping head, tormented, almost killing himself (34:30); waking slowly lying on the ground, affected by nightmare demon, spitting blood, passing out, found unconscious, unable to be woken (42:18); waking abruptly, clutching his chest & scowling, shocked, happy (50:10)

Episode 5: hurt, teary eyed (14:00)

Episode 6: tied with magical ropes (comedic) (10:00); flashback: clutching head in pain, craving demonic powers (31:45)

Episode 7: stabbed in the neck by claws, bleeding, caught consuming demon powers, angry (32:30)

Episode 8: infatuated by Su Su's dance, strangled (19:30); struck in the eye, worried over, bloody hand and eye, spitting blood, ambushed, protected, surrounded, forced to his knees (33:00); face almost burned by charcoal (41:00); overuse of powers, spitting blood, slitting his wrist, leaping off boat (49:00)

Episode 9: Su Su finding him lying unconscious in the grass, resuscitated, coughing up water, bleeding out, helped to walk, waking with wrists tied, one eye blinded (9:50); manhandled & punched in the face by Su Su (15:00); suddenly coughing blood, Su Su worried, protecting Su Su, helped to walk (20:00); coughing blood (28:00); waking, clutching his arm in pain, Su Su trying to see the wound (30:35); helped to walk, panting, protecting Su Su, struck in the back, spitting blood, defending Su Su using the Jade, fought, spitting blood, using power & passing out (36:48); found unconscious (49:40)

Episode 10: exhausted (7:30)

Episode 11: held at sword-point, threatened (2:10)

Episode 12: as Ming Ye: stabbed, spitting blood, passing out, bleeding, worried over, protected (8:30); waking, reprimanded (23:05)

Episode 13: agitated (51:50)

Episode 14: cut his finger (5:10); sad, teary eyed (16:00); drunk, crying, weakened, voice stolen, seduced by Sang Jiu, slightly disoriented after waking (24:00); fought (35:40); thrown back against a wall, bloody lip, fought, choked (42:40); friend sacrificing himself for him (49:20)

Episode 15: teary eyed, friends dying around him (5:00); angry, fought, using all his divine essence, stabbed, spitting blood, shouting, almost turned into dragon devil, passing out (12:45); fought, sacrificing himself to destroy devil god, falling (26:30); found underwater passed out (31:10); returned to human form, unconscious, covered in dried blood, coughing, waking blind, clutching his chest, blindfolded, helped to walk (39:10)

Episode 16: still blindfolded, helped to walk, shocked, teary eyed (1:40); cleansing devil artifact, in brief pain (26:00)

Episode 17: cut on arm, bleeding, worried, angry (12:55); sudden pain, clutching chest, sweating, worried over (26:00); deliberately walking into the blade of a sword, looking exhausted, teary eyed, argument with Sang Jiu, affected by Sang Jiu’s devil energy, passing out (35:00)

Episode 18: argument with Sang Jiu, deliberately walking into the blade of a sword, bleeding, sacrificing himself, struck by lightning, spitting blood, crying (7:00); almost devilizing (19:00); As Tantai Jin: almost cut by sword (25:12)

Episode 19:  None

Episode 20: fought (27:25)

Episode 21: angry, tormented, crying, furious, stabbed with sword (21:00); clutching chest (28:00); intense argument with Su Su, crying, shoved, startled, clutching chest, in bed in severe pain, worried over, sweating, treating stab wound (34:00); distressed, clutching chest (47:55)

Episode 22: sleeping, almost choked (7:40); crying (37:10)

Episode 23: ambushed, fought, stabbed in a dream, held at sword-point (36:40)

Episode 24: angry (10:20); told his food was poisoned (47:50)

Episode 25: hand bleeding, furious, upset (7:00); shocked, crying (36:15); upset, shouting, crying (41:40)

Episode 26: stressed, angry (6:20); stabbed in the heart multiple times, spitting blood, crying (19:50); unconscious, waking looking exhausted, clutching heart & reaching out for help, groaning in pain, spitting blood, comforted (31:50); angry, arguing with Su Su, in sudden pain, crying, in bed, grunting in pain, sending doctors away, comforted (37:50)

Episode 27: tired, sweating after extracting his own heart blood, putting on bracelet to tie his lifespan to Su Su's, in pain, spitting blood, helped to walk (6:00); in sudden pain, falling off bed, spitting blood, shouting, clutching chest (20:20); clutching chest, bloody mouth, shivering, sweating (26:30); sudden heart pain, spitting blood, fought (30:20)

Episode 28: protecting Su Su, struck by lightning, finds out he’s the devil god, spitting blood, crying, seeing his fate as the devil god (16:30); Su Su removing evil bone from him, shouting in pain, given Su Su’s divine essence (26:00); crying, furious, suddenly falling to his knees, passing out (32:00); lying in bed unconscious, tended to, spoon fed, suffering from grief, taunted by devil god in a dream, red-rimmed eyes, in pain, angry, shouting, spitting blood, waking abruptly, exhausted, coughing, confused, bruised hands, cry-laughing, furious, upset (38:00); sealing himself in ice with Su Su, arguing, struck in the face, fought, using his body to shield Su Su (48:00)

Episode 29: continued from previous episode, groaning, mouth bleeding, crying, clutching head & shouting in distress, going through denial (1:40); attempting suicide (25:00); cutting his palm with knife (35:00); upset, desperate, hands burned by the Nether River water, tempted by illusions, falling to his knees, spitting blood (40:00); collapsing, hands burned, repeatedly searching the Nether River, sinking deep beneath the River nearly dead (46:00)

Episode 30: lying unconscious, waking, clutching chest in pain, flashback to being deep in the Nether River, waking, pierced by devil crossbow, devil energy flowing into him, shouting (11:00); object thrown at his leg making him fall, pushed back down, flashback to being found unconscious by the River, helped to his feet (15:00); crying (36:00)

Episode 31: None

Episode 32: fought, spitting blood (14:50); bone-refining seal/devil artifact merging with him, red eyes, shouting, Su Su worried, struggling, taunted, succumbing to devil energy (21:50); spitting blood, partially collapsed, Su Su helping him get back to his right mind, passing out in her arms (24:00) teary eyed, angry, frustrated at Su Su, upset (44:00); stressed, clutching his chest, struggling against devil god in his head (56:00)

Episode 33: fought (10:50); flashback: being pierced by the devil crossbow from episode 30, found unconscious near Nether River (14:30); demon trying to seduce him (42:30); tricked into a dream, taunted by devil god, fought (47:50)

Episode 34: ambushed, spied on (13:20); threatened, fought, conflicted, teary eyed, forced to use devil god power, spitting blood, stumbling, devil energy forced into him, protected by Su Su, shocked, teary eyed, thrown back, mouth bleeding, passing out (19:00); chained to demon-subduing pillar, sweating, accused of things he didn't do (30:40); struck by lightning, spitting blood, revealed that he’s the devil fetus, told his entire life's suffering was arranged by devil god, crying, losing himself, taunted by devil god's voice, struggling between staying himself & becoming devil god, thrown against pillar, tortured, shouting (36:00)

Episode 35: continued from previous episode, shouting, bloody mouth, hated & tormented verbally, taunted by devil god's voice, fighting to stay himself, eyes changing red, crying, asking to be killed (1:44); pulled away from pillar, devil crossbow forced out of him, shouting, passing out (6:00); chained again, tortured, shouting, sweating, protected by Su Su, finding out the truth about Su Su, it is said he will be imprisoned (10:15); Su Su putting a mark on him, grunting, wounds revealed from when she pierced his heart with heart threads (52:30)

Episode 36: unconscious while being kidnapped, confused, disoriented, flashback to drinking drugged drink, tricked by devil god (22:50); clutching chest in pain (38:00); lying unconscious, chained, coughing up blood (43:00); jerked by his chains, threatened (51:15)

Episode 37: clutching chest in pain, crying (2:40); sacrificing himself, shouting (21:00); collapsing & passing out, lost his cultivation (26:15); still lying unconscious (30:45); struck in the chest (34:20); attacked, thrown, spitting blood, clutching leg in pain (39:00); limping, cuts on his face, bloody, struck by lightning, collapsing, spitting blood, shouting, blasted by arrow (48:30)

Episode 38: fought, drawing devil energy into himself, crying, shouting, becoming devil god (16:00); flashback to almost being blasted by arrow, waking, helped up, forced to kill his master, crying (25:00); drawing the god-slaughtering crossbow & devil artifact inside himself (45:30)

Episode 39: angry, goaded by devil god, almost killing Su Su, crying (3:00); taunted by memories (8:30); attacked by devil god, spitting blood, merging with devil god, attacked by memories, clutching his head, crying, shouting (14:00)

Episode 40: attacked (11:15); fought, stabbed, pushing sword into himself (17:00); destroying himself (44:30); crying (50:50)

#whumplist #asian whump #till the end of the moon #cdrama whump #whump #luo yunxi

[mj-iza-writer]

Flynn shook as Whumpee screamed in pain.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry", Flynn apologized and pleaded, "I am so sorry."

Whumpee groaned, "I'm okay", they grimaced, "that did not feel good at all though."

"I'm sorry", Flynn stood, "um I'm going to go make a call. Are you okay if I do that?"

"Th-thats fine", Whumpee tried to relax into the bed.

Flynn ran to their bedroom and closed the door.

Tears fell to the screen as they made the call.

"Hello", a concerned voice came on.

"Caretaker I really need help", they pleaded, "I think our company messed up and accidentally gave me a harder case than what I can handle. Now I'm accidentally injuring them."

"I'll be right over", came the reply.

Flynn walked by the bedroom Whumpee stayed in. They peeked into the room.

"Okay, good, they were able to fall asleep", Flynn whispered in relief.

Flynn shook as they tried to drink some coffee. It had gotten cold waiting for them.

"I deserve cold coffee", Flynn frowned, "I'm a horrible caregiver."

A gentle knock came to the door before it was opened.

"Flynn?", Caretaker whispered as they peeked in.

"Right here Caretaker", Flynn came out clutching the cup.

"Are you drinking cold coffee?", Caretaker looked at them questioningly.

"Uh yes, I deserve this", Flynn frowned.

"Go make a fresh pot and drink your coffee warm", Caretaker started to walk away, "go on, I can manage."

Caretaker went into the room, and looked over all of the equipment.

"That feeder looks like it's pumping to fast", Caretaker started to adjust the feeding, "you'll get sick like that."

Whumpee squinted their eyes opened.

"Wh-who are you?"

"Oh good morning, my name is Caretaker. I'm here to help Flynn for the day. They seemed a little stressed over the phone", Caretaker smiled, "I just adjusted your feeding to be slower. Do you by chance feel any discomfort in your stomach or around the tubing."

"No, I feel okay right now. I think I had an accident though", Whumpee frowned, "I'm sorry, I can't feel anything below my waist."

"Nothing to apologize for. Those happen sometimes. Especially when you're in bed and that feeder is going so fast", Caretaker went to grab some gloves, "so what we are going to do right now is get you changed. I'm going to change your pee bag also."

Caretaker grabbed some supplies before going to change Whumpee's diaper, "I would like to sponge bathe you today, I'm sure that would feel good on your skin."

Whumpee nodded, "I'm sorry, it's a little embarrassing to have people doing this for me."

"You have nothing to be embarrassed with. This is what your body is dealing with right now. Plus, this is a normal bodily function, so I'd rather you do this than be constipated."

Whumpee nodded, "thankyou."

Caretaker went to work on the sponge bath soon after.

"If you don't like a way I move you just let me know okay?", Caretaker started on the lower body, then moved up.

"I saw a bit of rash around your private area so I cleaned that, and put some cream on it" Caretaker carefully cleaned Whumpee's arms.

"I won't lie, this actually feels really good", Whumpee sighed in relief.

Lastly Caretaker gently lifted Whumpee from laying down and rested Whumpee against them.

"You can hug me if you like while I clean your back", Caretaker inspected their back, "hmm, you have a bed sore back here."

"Yes its been pretty painful", Whumpee rested their head in Caretaker's shoulder, "hmph, this feels so good."

"I'm glad", Caretaker smiled, "I'm going to take a picture of this sore, then I'll dry it off", Caretaker reached for their phone.

"I'll show Nurse Jade when she comes later, she'll know which ointment will be good for that", Caretaker carefully laid Whumpee down, "would you like me to comb through your hair a little?"

"Ye-yes please", Whumpee was quick to reply.

Whumpee dozed off while Caretaker combed their hair.

Caretaker held an oxygen mask over Whumpee's face for a few minutes to make sure Whumpee was asleep before placing the mask on them.

Nurse Jade came in a few minutes later.

"Well well if it isn't Caretaker. Why am I even here? You probably did everything already", Jade looked around, "yep, you have everything done."

"Uh not everything", Caretaker pulled out their phone, "Whumpee has a fairly bad bedsore on their back. I cleaned and dried it, but I wasn't sure what to put on it", Caretaker sighed as they showed the picture, "Whumpee says its pretty painful, there is also diaper rash, but I applied some cream for that already."

"Perfect, I'll take over from here, go get some rest", Nurse Jade smiled.

"Let me know if you need me, I'm going to go straighten out their care schedule", Caretaker picked up a heavy folder, "Flynn has a little bit of a mess in here."

Nurse Jade nodded, "I think this was a little more than what they needed for their first patient."

"I agree, our company definitely did them dirty", Caretaker nodded, "I'm going to sign over to assist with Whumpee for a while. It would be better to have two helping Whumpee, then you won't have as much when you come over as well."

Nurse Jade nodded, "yes having two would help with this case."

Whumpee squinted their eyes open again.

"Good morn... um afternoon, I think... nurse", Whumpee smiled.

"Well hello sleepy head", Nurse Jade stepped over, "I was just informed of your bedsore, let's take a look and get you comfy."

"Alright let me know if I'm needed", Caretaker started to leave, "I'm just down the hall, I may step out for a cigarette really quick though."

"Thankyou Caretaker... for everything", Whumpee smiled.

"Caretaker what are you doing way out here?", Flynn walked out to the end of the driveway.

Caretaker turned and showed their cigarette, "there's oxygen in the house."

"Oh right", Flynn frowned, "I forgot you smoke."

"Um I'm sorry if this is a bad time, but I'm deciding to sign over care of Whumpee to you", Flynn looked down, "I think I am in way over my head, Whumpee needs are not being met here. They deserve better."

"Nope", Caretaker flicked their cigarette away.

"I'm sorry", Flynn looked up quickly.

"I'm not allowing you to do that", Caretaker started to walk to the house.

"Why, you don't have a patient right now. You know what needs to be done for them. You're better at this than I am", Flynn followed.

"Because I've been at this for longer than you have. Do you know what I did when I had difficulties?", Caretaker watched Flynn shake their head, "I asked for help. I didn't back out of my patients care."

"I'm tired Caretaker, I'm tired of crying myself to sleep every night because Whumpee is in so much pain, and I can't do anything to help them. I'm tired of not knowing what to do. Praying that nothing happens until Nurse Jade gets in to help me", Flynn shook as they felt their nerves falling, "you came right in, started their feed machine correctly, changed them, and replaced their urine collecting bag in the same amount of time it takes me to figure out the feeding machine. I feel like a failure. I didn't even have the feeding done right."

"Flynn, you are their caregiver. You are not a failure for trying your best. You will be a failure if you give up on them though", Caretaker sat down on a porch chair, "sit."

"I will sign onto your team and help you, I understand you may not have been ready for this type of case. That's our company's fault for not placing Whumpee correctly", Caretaker sighed, "once Whumpee is healed enough to leave your care you can do whatever you want. I'm not allowing you to give up on Whumpee though."

"Caretaker I", Flynn shook trying to fight back tears, "what do you do when you get stressed, or do you ever get stressed?"

"I get stressed. Their are times I want to cry and scream and cuss, times I feel the world is crashing down around me", Caretaker smiled.

"Wh-what do you do?, Flynn frowned.

"I take a deep breath. I do one task at a time. Once that is done, I move on to what's next. Once the job is done, I step away for a moment, smoke one of these things", Caretaker lifted the pack of cigarettes, "I take another breath, and remind myself that someone inside needs me. That someone is counting on me because they can't do things for themself just yet. My needs need to be pushed aside, or else my patients will suffer. This is a selfless job. It's not about me until my job is done."

"I've caused my patient pain, though. You found a bedsore and a rash from their diaper", Flynn looked down, "I caused those."

"It happens. Yes, you may have been a little in over your head with this. Trying to take care of a patient like this is difficult for one person, you are still new to this as well", Caretaker stood and nudged Flynn, "I'll sign on to help you, if you like."

"I'd really appreciate it, that way I can learn more from you", Flynn smiled.

"Alright, well, let's get in there. I'm sure Whumpee is wondering what's going on" Caretaker went to the door, "Nurse Jade is probably packing up for the day."

Flynn followed with a nod.

Caretaker did a few things more for Whumpee, and instructed Flynn on what to do for the night.

"I'll be back in the morning to help with wake up, and get the day going", Caretaker talked to both Whumpee and Flynn, "I might not stay the whole day, but I will check in periodically. I'll help where I'm needed."

Whumpee nodded, "so are you taking charge of me?"

"No, no", Caretaker smiled, "I'm going to have Flynn remain your full caregiver, I do believe your needs will require two caregivers though. I'll be happy to help."

Flynn looked at Whumpee, "are you okay with that?"

"Yes of course, I appreciate everyone taking care of me."

"Well I wish you both a good night, and I'll see you in the morning", with that Caretaker left.

"Do you want to play cards or anything", Flynn smiled, "or do you want to rest some."

"Cards would be great", Whumpee grinned.

That night, Flynn smiled as they lay in bed.

This was the first night in a week and a half they didn't cry themself to sleep.

Caretaker also smiled as they rested that night.

"How I love my job", they sighed happily.

Taglist. As always please let me know if you want to be added or taken off of the list. It's not a problem at all. @villainsandheroes @the-beasts-have-arrived @sacredwrath @porschethemermaid @monarchthefirst @generic-whumperz @bloodyandfrightened @freefallingup13 @notpeppermint @cyborg0109 @idontreallyexistyet @thebejeweledwatercat @painfulplots @whumpbump @everythingsscary @skittles-the-whumpee

Special thanks to @tss-whumper for inspiration.

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[whump-me]

Hello! Call me Zee (they/them). I like whump and I write stuff. I'm a long-time connoisseur of whump, and use this blog to share and collect the things that strike my fancy. Writing-wise, I’m a jaded veteran of the indie publishing trenches, and I’m here to use my powers for evil by writing stories as dark as my whumpy heart desires. I write some prompts and shorter stuff, but my heart belongs to long-form fiction. Expect defiance, torture, twisted and adversarial psychological intimacy, damage both physical and mental, and a lot of death. My longer stories will always end happily, if you define a happy ending as an emotionally satisfying victory for a sympathetic character, but don’t expect it to look like a fluffy caretaking arc.

I’m bad at tagging. I do my best to tag a few things that I know are big nopes for a lot of people (gore, noncon, character death), but if you need comprehensive tags for your mental health, it’s probably best not to follow. You can always ask to be added to the tag list for specific stories.

I have a Patreon! Read my fiction before it gets posted here, plus bonus Patreon-exclusive stories.

I boost whump writers who are selling their work, because writers should get paid and we need more whump in this world. Got a Patreon, a Ko-fi, an ebook for sale? Do you take commissions? Send me an ask, tag me in your promo post, or use the submit button.

Stuff I like:

Defiant whumpees

Cold whumpers

Whumpees of all genders, including lady whump

Interrogations!

Character death

Spy whump

Lab whump

Dehumanization

Fantasy and sci-fi whump

Mercy killing

Emotional whump

Team whump

Mind games

Degradation (nonsexual)

Stuff you’ll rarely, if ever, find here:

Comfort and caretaking

Fanfic

Pet whump/BBU

Masochism and voluntary submission

Extreme gore

Writing

Martyr (complete): sci-fi interrogation whump with a defiant whumpee, a cold female whumper, torture, emotional whump, and devastating personal realizations on both sides. Masterpost

Unburied (complete): written for the Whump Girl Summer event. Fantasy whump with spies, magic, human sacrifice, and loyalty that transcends death. Masterpost

Conquest (complete): no-magic fantasy whump with a royal whumper, a fearful but quietly defiant nonbinary whumpee, degradation, cultural differences, fantasy politics, and an intense and complicated relationship between whumper and whumpee (no romance). Masterpost

Whumptober 2023 (complete): a collection of standalone stories set in my Mind Games universe, a modern-day sci-fi/fantasy thriller setting with the feel of shows like The 4400, Flashforward, and Travelers. Spy whump, lab whump, so much emotional whump. Masterpost

Obscure (in progress): novel-length interrogation whump about a rebel leader who can erase memories with a thought, an interrogator who can see inside his subjects’ minds… and the connection they share that neither of them suspects. Part of the Mind Games universe. Masterpost

Unseen (coming soon): a whump novel about a ruthless mob heiress and the superpowered assassin she kidnaps and forces to work for her—and the unexpected friendship that develops between them. Part of the Mind Games universe. Masterpost

Standalone Stories Things That Need to Be Said Worth the Cost

[whumpsday]

i'm gonna talk about my very first ocs because i feel like they deserve it :) when i was a kid i didn't quite have the imagination yet to create whole worlds, so my ocs were often inserts into existing things i was into.

this is a very long post with a lot of useless personal information, and is more a diary entry than anything.

i had many more ocs than what's listed here, but i can't remember most of them, so here are just the ones i remember.

childhood:

at 7, the very first oc i can ever remember making was Maya, a pokemon oc. she was the fourth member of team rocket in the anime canon, and could shapeshift between being a human and a celebi. i remember her being "older" but that could mean anything from a middle schooler to an adult.

also pokemon-related but not quite an oc, i had a lot of fakemon around that time. the only one i remember was a raccoon-like one named Tyco.

at 9, soon after was Tanya, a fairly oddparents oc. she was a little girl who was friends with the main character.

at 10, i really got into oc-making, and the next bunch are all from when i was about 10.

i started getting into "somewhat whumpier" things and made my first "edgy" oc, Deepheart, for warrior cats. she was a black cat with purple eyes and a tragic backstory i can't remember, who eventually got with stormfur.

i was very into danny phantom and continued my tragic backstory experiments with Chelsea. she was a ghost and the younger sister of ember (she was basically an ember recolor) who died in the same fire. she also had fire+music powers, but a polar opposite personality to ember (she was nice).

i can't remember the specifics or names of the ocs i made for a bunch of these, but i also made oc-inserts for the following around this time:

total drama island - multiple ocs, i think i had a whole fancast, which was the closest i got around this time to making an original story.

monster buster club - character existed to be friends with chris, who was my favorite. she was a monster in disguise or something of that nature.

percy jackson - i definitely had one and i was REALLY into it, but can't even remember what god she was a daughter of.

in middle school as i entered early teenhood, i started reading YA books. sadly, my taste was not that great.

preteen:

at 12, i made Chelsea (reused the name from the danny phantom oc because i just rly liked the name), a twilight oc. she was the first vampire oc i ever made, so i guess she was the start of All This. she was the youngest cullen at 14 years old (i do not remember if this was a chronological age or just a physical age and i think i was too oblivious to realize just how significant that difference was), and had a Forbidden Romance with seth, the werewolf kid.

at 13, i realized i could have ocs that were boys! a fantastic revelation! technically i already had ones from the total drama fanseason i had in my head but they were all side characters. made my first main guy, Oliver, a scott pilgrim oc and ramona's 8th ex-boyfriend.

i made a LOT of other ocs for YA books in middle school, but i don't remember much about the others.

teenhood - homestuck:

at 15, i got into homestuck, and that was when things got out of control.

i started with a literal self-insert with my birthname, who eventually got split into 2 alt-timeline versions of herself (i was a girl at the time), one who went with dave and rose during the timeskip and one who went with john and jade during the timeskip. when they met back up, they fell in love and got together, which i think might be the truest expression of self-love i've ever had.

but it didn't end there. i got really into making fantrolls, and made TONS of them. i don't remember their names very well (esp bc they were all made up alien names) but i remember my favorites: a bronzeblood with an eyepatch whose name started with a P, and a violetblood whose name started with an I.

the violetblood was probably my first true whumpee. while violetbloods are normally amphibious, he was born with lungs that don't work, and was forced to remain underwater at all times since he could only use his gills. when sgrub caused the apocalypse, he had a little tank he would stay in on the ship. and when gamzee started killing everyone, he couldn't get away.

this was also where i branched out into creating original characters not tied to an existing IP!!! FINALLY!!! it all started with fantrolls. i made two more significant sets of fantrolls: one centering around an abnormally overpowered purpleblood who had his memory erased and used to be a cruel whumper-type (and a set of supporting characters to go with him), and one centering around a purpleblood who'd been tortured and the lowblood who acted as his caretaker. you can tell i was very much getting into whump at this point, despite not yet knowing the term.

i eventually decided that homestuck's lore was not equipped to carry the stories i wanted to tell for those two, and split them each off into original universes. i am not into homestuck anymore and it's really a relic of its time, but it impacted me quite a lot creatively.

teenhood - original stories:

the amnesia guy came to be named Nova, my first wholly-original character. he existed in a magic/fantasy type universe, and was the most powerful magic-user in his world. he'd previously been extremely evil and caused untold carnage, countless people tortured to death. the heroes, after realizing they could not stop him, decided to try to wipe his memory instead. this did, in fact, work. Nova became a character saddled by EXTREME ANGST about his past wrongs. to make it worse, his pre-memory-wipe evil self eventually started to slowly come back as a separate entity in his mind, essentially haunting him. i daydreamed about Nova for a long, long time, and occasionally still do.

the whumpee-caretaker duo became Dwar and Clobu, members of an original alien species i came up with. unlike Nova's story, which became so divorced from his fantroll beginnings that his origin was basically unrecognizable, this one remained heavily homestuck-inspired. the aliens here were grouped/inspired by the layers of the atmosphere, rather than the signs of the zodiac. Dwar (the whumpee) had skin that looked like the night sky, dark blue with stars all over, while Clobu (the caretaker) looked like a cloudy day. they were pretty :) these guys are a very very early inspiration for the Kane & Jim dynamic.

i also started making non-IP-related ocs without "converting" them around this time. in particular, i became very interested in demons.

first i made Charlie, a teenage demon raised by humans who just wanted to be A Normal Kid. he played the guitar and used tumblr and was all in all very nonthreatening and normal. he was a bit boring.

at about 16, i later made Nicky, a "redo" of the Charlie concept but with more pizzazz. his mother had brought him on a hunt (for humans to kill and eat) while he was an infant, and she was killed by a demon hunter. the hunter couldn't bring herself to kill the baby, so she took him in and raised him instead. Nicky's story is very very long, because he is the only oc from my childhood i still regularly daydream about to this day, and i have been building him up for a decade. some highlights:

accidentally burns his adoptive mom when he's a little boy who's just gotten his fire powers, and it's what makes him realize he never wants to hurt people. she forever has a scar shaped like his tiny little 5-year-old hand.

demons generally need to eat human flesh to be healthy. this is obviously not something Nicky wants to do or even feasibly can do when he's younger. he eats a lot of other meat (mainly pork), and is basically constantly hungry. he carries jerky around with him all the time to snack on.

as a young adult, he and his (human) best friend (mutual pining crush) are stuck in a cave (entrance blocked by rocks) with a bunch of demons waiting to kill them when they leave. Nicky knows he's not strong enough to defeat them, but he could be if he wasn't malnourished. in a moment of desperation, his friend ends up giving him a few fingers to eat so they can make it out alive, and he feels guilty forever that it's the best thing he's ever tasted.

his mom is killed by demons in a fight in his early 20s, and he goes on a ballistic rampage murdering everyone in sight. after this, he runs away and ends up moving to hell.

when he's in his 40s, he sees a little human girl who's been captured and brought to hell, and quickly rescues her. he can't find a way to smuggle her back to earth, so he ends up raising her in his apartment.

when he does eventually get her back to earth years later, he moves in with her dad and they co-parent. becomes a love triangle thing with the dad and his childhood friend who he eventually reconnects with- not for the usual "you have to choose one!" reasons that i hate, but because his relationships with each are honestly very tumultuous.

my other early demon oc was Crimson, a magicless demon who'd been captured by hunters and tortured until a kind hunter rescued him and became his caretaker. this character would later become Kane, but originally there was no "former whumper" backstory, he was just a pathetic little guy.

at 16, my other main obsession as a teenager was dangan ronpa, and of course i made several dangan ronpa ocs whose names i can't remember. one of them was a girl who had a fierce rivalry with togami. i started getting into g/t around this time, and liked to play around with that with my dangan ronpa oc for some reason. i don't know why, it's not like DR had any kind of g/t in it. but i would always imagine a story where togami became tiny and he and my oc came to a begrudging alliance as they tried to fix it.

i also ended up converting this into an original story, taking place in a low-fantasy universe, where a bully character Damien got shrunk by magic, kept in a jar, and was tortured by some of his former victims. his one victim who thinks this is fucked up (can't remember his name) rescued him, and they put aside their differences to fix it. i just love reluctant caretakers and whumper-turned-whumpees.

and that's all the notable ocs i can think of from my childhood! figure they deserve at least a small space on my blog :) and i still might write Nova, Nicky, or Damien's stories someday.

#txt

[whumpbump]

Whumpril 2023 - “Hold still.”

Cw: mention of violence and medical assistance

“Hold still.”

“And if I don’t?”

“You’ll regret asking for my help. So hold still.”

Caretaker wasn’t the gentlest and one should never expect them to coddle but they did a thorough job. And they were the first to pick up when Whumpee got jumped while walking home in the middle of the night.

“-OW!”

“What did I tell you? Ugh. This is a deep cut, you’re going to need stitches. You really did it this time, pal.”

Caretaker dutifully drove Whumpee to the hospital and waited for them to come out of surgery and talk to the police. Once released back to Caretaker, Whumpee was exhausted, falling asleep in the car.

“If you fall asleep here, you’re sleeping here, got me?” Whumpee tried to respond but managed to flutter their eyes before falling into a deep, deserved slumber.

Arriving back at Caretaker’s house, Caretaker sighed as they carried Whumpee inside and tucked them into the guest bed.

This went against everything they were known for, but after the night Whumpee had, they did feel bad. Plus, it was hard to follow through on their jaded threat when Whumpee had brought so much vibrancy back into their life.

Waking up in bed, Whumpee was confused. They were expecting to still be in the car as this wasn’t their first offense in falling asleep in Caretaker’s car.

They came downstairs cradling their wrapped arm to see Caretaker eating cereal. Looking at them confused, they received no answer other than “there’s cereal in the cabinet.” Caretaker would rather die than emote their gratitude and softer side.

#whumpee #whumpblr #caretaker x whumpee #stern caretaker #whumpril #whumpril 2023 #whumpril2023

[actress4him]

June of Doom 2023

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Taglist: @painful-pooch

Day 3 - “I can handle it.” | Kidnapping | Fracture | Struggle 

Contains: lady whump with male whumper, long term captivity, brief touch aversion, broken bone, restraints, fantasy prejudice, mild conditioning, manhandling

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Lainey never stops talking. She’s been here somewhere around two days - by her own, announced estimation, Isa stopped trying to calculate the passage of time long ago - and Isa is pretty sure she knows everything about her parents, siblings, boyfriend, school, job, and friends there is to know. 

Maybe it’s a coping mechanism. Maybe she just likes the sound of her own voice. She’s not going to tell her to stop, not when it seems to be bringing her some level of comfort, but it’s…overwhelming. Isa has been alone in this basement for five years with only her captor for occasional company, and even he barely speaks. Now she has a constant companion who only stops talking to eat or sleep. There’s a part of her that’s grateful to be able to have an actual human around, but it’s often buried by the feeling of being suffocated by the noise. 

She’ll get used to it, sooner or later. She’s gotten used to many other things in these past years. 

Sir came back with food and water for them both, eventually. He let Lainey out of her chained up position, though her hands are still cuffed, just in front of her now so she could eat. He doesn’t trust her yet. She’s given him no reason to, though she has behaved much better since he beat her up. 

Isa was unchained, too, and was able to get up for the first time in days to make a couple of slow loops around the room. 

“What happened to your leg?” Lainey had asked, watching the way she limped with a troubled frown. 

Isa hadn’t blamed her for asking, but the answer was too involved to get into. Talking, after all, is not her thing. Not after this much time of having no one to talk to. While she knows Lainey’s life story, she hasn’t told her anything about herself. 

She doesn’t know what to say, anyway. That kind of life - the life with family and friends and a job and school - isn’t hers. The girl that had all those things, once, is long gone. 

“Many things,” she’d answered with a shrug. “Gets stiff when I can’t walk on it for a while.”

Today, however many days it’s allegedly been, the two of them are sitting side by side while Lainey tells stories about work and Isa picks at her fingernails, breathing through the onslaught of sound. Sir hasn’t been down to hurt either of them since the first day he’d beaten Lainey. She’s expecting him at any time, which is probably why she’s tuned in to any disturbances from upstairs. His footsteps have been crisscrossing the house off and on all morning, but now they start heading toward the stairs, a path she’s intimately familiar with. Her heartbeat picks up its pace as his draws closer. 

She raises her voice to be heard over Lainey’s chatter, blurting out a warning without further thought. “He’s coming.”

Lainey stops talking abruptly, turning to look at her, probably about to ask a question, but the locks begin turning. Now it’s her heart’s turn to zoom into full speed. 

His steps are never hurried. He clomps down the stairs, vibrations sending chills across Isa’s skin. At the bottom, he stops still. Drawing in a deep breath, she forces herself to look over at him. 

He’s staring directly at her. “I heard that.”

Shoot. “Sir?”

“You warned her. You used your filthy magic and listened to me coming again.”

The arguments of ‘it’s a part of me, like breathing, I can’t help it!’ were used up long ago and never made any difference to start with. “I’m sorry, sir.”

“Don’t apologize to him!” Lainey hisses, still not quite getting the hang of shutting up and not making him mad. “It’s your magic, you can’t -”

Isa’s hand shoots out and grabs her arm, startling her enough to silence her. She lets go quickly, though. Her palm feels like it’s been burned from the contact. Please, please don’t make this worse. Please just let this happen like it has to.

“Get up.” 

Immediately she stands, holding onto the wall for support until she’s fully upright. For some reason, Lainey scrambles to her feet, too. 

He points. “Corner.”

Her breath catches in her throat, knowing now exactly what’s coming. Head down, she walks over to the spot where the wall turns, leading into an alcove. 

“What is happening, what are you doing?” Lainey hangs back, but won’t stop drawing attention to herself. If she doesn’t make this worse for Isa, she’s at least going to get herself in trouble, too. “Leave her alone, you idiot, she didn’t do anything wrong!”

“Lainey!” Sir grabs her by her shoulders and shoves her against the wall, but she still turns her head to look at the younger girl. “Stop. I can handle it.”

Her words are met with an angry glare, but she’s fairly certain she can see fear hiding in the expression. 

“Arm.”

She’s shaking as she displays her left arm to the side. It doesn’t matter how long it’s been or how many times things like this have happened, she’s still afraid every time. 

Sir pins her elbow to the wall with one hand so that the lower half of her arm is sticking past the corner into the open air. Isa sucks in a deep breath and closes her eyes. Seconds later, the heel of his hand slams into her wrist. The bone cracks, and she screams, having long ago given up trying to keep her pain to herself. When she doubles over forward he allows her to fall to the floor, cradling the arm to her stomach. She can faintly hear Lainey’s voice throwing insults and threats over the sound of blood pounding in her ears. 

“I thought I’d taught you already not to use that crap. If the girl is gonna be a bad influence on you, then well…I’ll just have to beat it out of you all over again.”

“Yes, sir,” she grunts out in between gulps of air, head nearly on her knees.

Turning on his heel, he takes two steps, stops to backhand Lainey across the face so hard that she falls over sideways, then strides across the room and up the stairs.

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[stoic-whumpee]

Prompt #92: Imperfect Caretaker

Give me a Caretaker who isn’t the best person. A Caretaker who isn’t even a *good* person. Caretaker who is greedy, jaded, selfish. Who has to be dragged into the supervisor role, who has never thought they would ever be a “caretaker”. Give me a Caretaker who doesn’t see anything to gain for being a Caretaker, but looks at Whumpee who is hurting and alone and afraid, and says “I refuse to add more misery to this person”.

#whump #whump prompts #whump prompt #caretaker #reluctant caretaker #r prompts

[gottawhump]

Monster

Jonas

CW/TW: more reaction to meeting a previous victim. Whumper turned whumpee? Pet whump, BBU/WRU. Also corrected Opal’s pronouns. See Opal over here.

Settle, trainee.

Is that his voice saying it or someone else? He clamps his mouth tight, and backs away from the Romantic.

They’re memorable, with curly white hair contrasting with their dark skin, one eye the color of dark amber, the other of jade. Striking. Beautiful, even in clear distress.

That’s an owner thought, a Handler thought, and he recoils from it.

Did he hurt them? He doesn’t remember them. But that’s what the Drip is for.

“I’m-I’m sorry,” he says.

Then he flees to his room.

Handler Jones.

Handler.

Monster.

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[staydandy]

Bed Friend (2023) - อย่าเล่นกับอนล - Whump List

List by StayDandy Synopsis : Uea is a very private person who has a strong dislike of casanovas, while King is one. King and Uea work in the same office and are both best friends with Jade. They don't like each other but then—for some reason—begin to have a particular "relation". (MDL) AKA : Don't Play with Anol

Whumpee : "Uea" Anol played by James Supamongkon Wongwisut • "King" Kunakorn played by Net Siraphop Manithikhun

Country : 🇹🇭 Thailand Genres : Romance, Business, BL / Boys Love

Notes : This is a Full Whump List • Adapted from a novel by littlebbear96 • There are plans for a sequel that tells Jade's story, Middleman's Love. It's supposed to be released this year, but I don't think there's a set date yet. • TW : Abuse, SA

Episodes on List : 6 Total Episodes : 10

*Spoilers below*

01 : Uea is scared of the dark, recalling childhood trauma, panic attack … drunk, carried

03 : Traumatic childhood flashback triggered … attacked

04: … continued from previous ep. ... Attacked … arm bruised … [flashback] attacked, whipped with a hanger, locked in a room

05 : (near end) Power goes out, starts to panic (brief)

07 : Attacked … slapped

09 : [flashback] Attacked.. slapped … [present] King is sick

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[scratchandplaster]

Descent

CW: non-human Whumper, dub-con kiss (non-sexual), mind control

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Just a quick dip in the lake was all they wanted to end the day. Their friends were already busy to collect lukewarm soda from their trunks and wood for the campfire, so Whumpee didn't notice how far they had drifted towards the lake's center. They wondered at how untouched this side of the valley looked, as they laid on their back, greeting the last shadows of dusk.

A faint hum pulled them from their thoughts. With nobody in sight and a queasy feeling under their heart, Whumpee decided to get back to shore again; the others sure needed help with something.

The sound only continued to get louder and without a warning, Whumpee felt a cool stroke on their calf, just for a second. They hated the algae in here, the grossest part about skinny-dipping. 

As quickly as it had left, it returned. This time on their left foot, and trying to shake the irritating greens off didn't seem to work. The humming peaked and with that, their underwater treading was becoming weaker and weaker.

Another weed wrapped itself around their ankle, Whumpee was panting heavily by now and more than annoyed with-

A quick tug at their leg pulled them down under the surface, not leaving a single noise to be heard. After a few seconds of shock and disorientation, Whumpee tried to grab their ankle to pull the deadly plants off, but the second they touched what was holding on, they were released again.

Growing desperate for air, they struggled to gain any distance from the lake's ground, as the force returned, violently tugging their body a few good meters deeper.

Whumpee flailed uselessly, trying to catch whatever attacked them. As the tiny swarms of bubbles finally stopped clouding their vision, they registered a shape just an arm's length in front of them. It reached forward, grabbing them at their bare shoulders.

Whumpee let out a silent scream, fear leaving them in a bubble that made its way up to the surface. It seemed as all strength had left them, unable to produce more than writhing in its clasp, the unknown creature held their limp body between their arms.

Their head inched closer and with the last bit of light left, Whumpee could make out a round face, nearly human, but with unnatural angular features and gills right under their ears. Before they could loose their last breath, the humming returned, rippling between them like a purr, and let a sense of calm flow over Whumpee in waves.

Unable to make it stop, the sharp, pointed teeth of the creature kept getting closer and closer, until Whumpee was pulled into an icy but gentle kiss.

The sound continued, seemingly getting more and more soft, settling down on their already heavy eyelids. Avid for another breath, they too returned the pressure on their lips and inhaled as much oxygen as they were allowed.

Throughout the murky water of the lake, Whumpee could make out the creature's familiar looks, but just under their hips, nearly translucent skin faded into a shimmering pattern. Scales, smooth and dark as the climbing plants around them.

The jade hue let the fractured rays of sunlight reflect off them, and the creature pressed Whumpee tight against their slick body. A few last attempts to free themself fell flat, the water turning pleasantly warm and dim around them. They would love to stay and listen to their lullaby just a bit longer.

Satisfied with their catch, the creature held their prize even closer, careful to keep them safe and breathing. They couldn't wait to show off the newest addition to their treasure trove. Skin to scales, both drifted down, caught in an infinite embrace.

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Thanks for reading 🤍 [Masterpost]

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[victimeyez]

I have a whumper that enjoys breaking people into the heaviest form of submission possible but I genuinely don’t believe he’d be allowed to rent Tommy 😅😅😅

However I also have an Evil therapist Whumper who might enjoy just psychologically messing with him for a while. Perhaps it’s a break from the physical tortue (perhaps not)

This ask literally made me so rabid I had to publish the next chapter so I could reference it sodhweaoprgvhiewvow;ehlitg

Caius is fine with most anything people want to do to Tommy, because he is that cocky that he can keep him from breaking permanently. He balances all the bad shit with minor rewards that feel like lifesavers when the entire rest of your life is being in pain. Tommy is utterly miserable, but he does get breaks between clients to heal. He's imprisoned, but he can rest and read and listen to music.

I think Caius is enough of an arrogant asshole that he absolutely would let Tommy go to him and get totally broken in. He would be very amused to see him get broken down that completely, and since it's only one night, he believes Tommy could recover afterwards. With his generous help, of course.

I think Tommy might be stronger against the therapist, because he's far too jaded at this point to be that vulnerable with a client. He breaks down and begs Caius sometimes, but a brand new person that he knows paid to see him, he comes with defenses up. Maybe they could convince him though, even promising rewards or relief, which Caius would be happy to play along with as a lie. Caius is kind of like a "I majored in psychology so I'm as smart as Hannibal Lecter" bro, so he might be into it and assist in preparing Tommy.

As for the whumpees... Tommy has been very isolated for a long time. His best friend is Caius, and he hates him. He's also been consistently surrounded by people that he is considered subservient to, and he hasn't had much interaction with other victims or people closer to his caste. At this point, in terms of social niceities, Tommy is kind of an asshole. Not really maliciously, he's just been in survival mode for so long all on his own, that he isn't much interested in being nice. Lotta hate and anger built up that he's not allowed any outlet for.

If he met another victim, and thought for one moment there might be someone else in the world who could know what he's going through, and they asked him what he did to deserve this? He would probably attack them ngl lol. Consequences be damned. But that would just be too much.

In the first years, he did spend a lot of time wondering what he did to deserve this. He eventually came to the unfortunate realization that, well, he didn't do anything to deserve it. Doing something to deserve it implies that he had any level of control, and he had to deal with the maddening fact that he has absolutely no control over anything that happened. Or anything that will happen, probably for the rest of his life. He cannot earn a better lot in life, and they can do whatever they want to him.

Not sure if they would want that kind of attention from him lol. But if they didn't press any particular buttons, he wouldn't go out of his way to be mean.

Thank you for all of your interactions, they bring me so so so much joy!!!

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