#whump ask

[cityandking]

oc asks: not-so-nice edition

alone: How does your OC deal with loneliness? Have they ever been completely alone before? How do they act when there's no one around to see them?

betrayal: Has your OC ever been betrayed by someone they thought they could trust? Has your OC ever betrayed someone who trusted them?

bound: Has your OC ever been imprisoned or captured? What happened? How did they get out? Did the experience leave any scars?

break: What would cause your OC to break down completely? What do they look like when that happens? Has anyone ever seen them at their lowest?

desire: What's one thing your OC wants more than anything in the world? Are they open with that desire? Why or why not? What would they do to fulfill it?

failure: What's your OC's greatest failure? Have they been able to move past it? Does anyone else know about it?

fear: What is your OC's greatest fear? What do they do when confronted with it? Are they open with their fear, or do they hide it away?

future: What's the worst possible future for your OC? Are they taking steps to avoid that outcome? Are they even aware it's a possibility?

ghost: Who or what haunts your OC? What happened? How do they live with their ghosts?

guilt: What is your OC guilty about? How do they handle their guilt? Do they try to avoid guilt, or do they accept it?

hate: What does your OC hate? Why? How do they act towards the object of their hatred?

heartbreak: Have they ever had a relationship that ended badly? Experienced some other kind of heartbreak? What happened?

hide: What does your OC hide? Why do they hide it?

hunt: Who or what is your OC hunted by? A person, a feeling, a past mistake? Is your OC able to let their guard down, or are they constantly alert?

mask: Does your OC wear a mask, literally or figuratively? What goes on beneath it? Is there anyone in their life who gets to see who they are under the mask?

midnight: What keeps your OC up at night? Do they have nightmares? Fears? Anxieties? What do they do in the small hours of the morning when they should be sleeping?

mistake: What's the worst mistake your OC ever made? What led to them making it? Have they been able to fix it? How have they moved on?

monster: Is your OC monstrous in any way? Is there something that makes them monstrous? Are they aware of their own monstrosity? Do they accept it or reject it?

nightmare: What does your OC have nightmares about? How do they deal with their nightmares? Do they tell people, or keep it to themself?

pain: What's the worst pain your OC has ever felt? Do they have a high pain tolerance?

secret: What's one secret your OC never wants anyone to know about them?

skin: How comfortable is your OC in their skin? Do they grapple with anything that lives inside them—a beast, a curse, a failure, a monster? How do they face the smallest, weakest, most horrible version of themself? Are they able to acknowledge it at all?

torture: Has your OC ever been tortured? Would your OC ever torture someone else?

wound: How does your OC handle being wounded? Are their wounds mostly physical? Mental? Emotional? What's the worst wound your OC has ever experienced?

#whump #whump ask #oc asks #oc ask game #oc ask prompts #oc ask meme #ask meme #ask game #character asks #character development #mine; ask meme #meme resource #please feel free and encouraged to reblog! or to send asks but I probably won’t get to them til next week #now with minor edits for clarity!

[whump-kia]

FEVERS. WHUMPEE BEING TOO OUT OF IT, THE UNCONTROLLABLE SHIVERING, HALLUCINATIONS, SWEATING, PALE SKIN, THE FEVER DREAMS, SKIN BEIN TOO SENSITIVE, WET CLOTHING/TOWEL(?) ON FOREHEAD.

JUST FEVERS.

FEVERS.

F E V E R S.

anon you're in for a doozy of a response because I LOVE this trope so much.

first of all--denial. "i'm fine". wearing too many layers in obliviousness or too little in an attempt to lower the temperature. dizzy spells leaving them with an elbow on the nearest support, shaking off the fatigue.

pair that with the forced acceptance--they stay zoned out for a minute too long, saying things that don't make sense, a paleness or flushed look just on the cheekbones and finally someone presses their forearm to the back of their neck and whispers, "you're burning up."

when they try to wait it out. leaning against doorframes, eyes closed, an unsteady breath. pacing to keep moving because if they stop for even a second they won't be able to stay standing. that hitch in the breath as it slowly gets worse until they're forced to go home and rest--or, better yet, collapse into the arms of a caretaker, mumbled apologies into their shoulder as they finally give in.

and finally the intensity of the caretaking--there's not much you can do with a low fever. body aches and constant shivering, muscle spasms and hot or cold flashes, lighter symptoms that develop into that weak moaning, heavy sheens of sweat, inability to get comfortable, so disoriented they can't open their eyes past the spinning of the room. when they're calling out for a loved one. when they shudder out that breathy "...sorry" to the caretaker. when they're forced into an ice bath and the sudden rush of pain leaving them crying out, even as the fever begins to recede.

FEVERS. anon you are so correct.

#whump #whumpblr #whump prompt #whump community #ask answered #whump ask #ask #fever #fever whump #sickfic #sick whump #illness whump

[snapcracklewhump]

Favorite prompts for fever? 👀

Thanks for the ask! Fever is one of those whumps I enjoy on nearly every character. 

Delirium from a high fever. Whumpee is frightened and disoriented. The things they say don’t make any sense, but it doesn’t stop whumpee from trying to get others to understand. Or maybe they’re so weak that their distress can only be expressed in quiet murmurs or whimpers.

A whumpee who becomes emotional when they have a high fever. It messes with their head, and a whumpee who might normally be quiet or reserved suddenly cries at the drop of a hat. (Please have caretaker wipe away their feverish tears.)

Bone-deep chills that seem to shake whumpee to their very core. Nothing seems to warm them even though they’re already burning up. They’re shaking so much that they can hardly get a sentence out. 

Feverish confessions. Maybe with a fever, whumpee outright admits something they normally wouldn’t. 

Or maybe, they let slip a series of small admissions that caretaker puts together into a truth whumpee would never dare say aloud. 

Caretaker cradling whumpee to their chest, feeling them shiver despite the uncomfortable heat. 

The relief that floods over caretaker when whumpee’s fever finally breaks. They push the sweat-soaked hair off of whumpee’s forehead and finally they know that everything will be alright

#whump #whump prompt #whump ask #fever #delirium #emotional whump #caretaker

[cyberwhumper]

How would Horus react if I placed a mirror in front of him?

Horus would be quite confused and afraid. It's a bit of a shock for Imran to see the animal not directly run head-first into the mirror to destroy it as he had seen it do multiple times in the past.

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[dresden-syndrome]

Bring the whump bingos back! Filling/sending/doing your own is appreciated, i wanna see what y'all have <3

(sorry @whumperofworlds, i stole your idea^^)

#whump #whump community #whumpblr #whump ask #whump game #whump bingo #whump tropes #whump ideas

[kabie-whump]

Hi! I started following you recently and I LOVE your writing!!! May I make a request? I'd love to see your take on a yandere vampire whumper keeping a darling human whumpee in captivity. Maybe they see Whumpee as both a bloodbag and a companion/pet?

Only if you want to!!

Thanks so much! I'm sorry this took so long but I finally found time to come back to this! All hail spring break!

Content: hypnosis, ex-vampire hunter whumpee, pet/bloodbag whumpee, intimate whumper, vampire whumper, memory loss, gaslighting

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"Is there someone outside?"

Surprised, Whumper glances down at Whumpee, who blinks groggily as they wake. They usually stay out for longer after Whumper feeds on them. Maybe the noise woke them.

Whumper runs their fingers through Whumpee's hair. "Yes, darling. Someone's trying to take you away from me again. But don't worry - my hounds are taking care of it."

There's a distant, muffled scream. Whumpee flinches, their eyes going wide as they sit up. They'd left a dark patch of drool in the fabric of Whumper's pants, but Whumper doesn't mind at all.

"Wait... I know that voice. Who's out there?"

Whumper acts quickly, grabbing Whumpee's face and turning them to force eye contact. They can't let their most treasured companion remember that those humans used to be their friends; that Whumpee used to be a vampire hunter along with them.

"No one important," Whumper insists, pouring a sprinkle of magic into their words. "They're bad people. They want to take you away and hurt you."

It's always so cute to watch the effects of the hypnosis weigh Whumpee down, relaxing their anxious mind. Their pupils dilate until the color of Whumpee's eyes shows in only barely visible rings. Their breathing slows down. Their shoulders slump.

"'Kay," Whumpee whispers. "Sorry. I... got confused."

Whumper presses a kiss to their forehead. "It's alright, pet. I'll take care of everything. No need to worry. No need to even think."

Whumpee nods sleepily, allowing Whumper to pick up their wrist and examine the fresh bite mark. It's already scabbing over nicely. Whumper doesn't like biting their wrists, but their neck is so covered in marks now that they'll have to wait for some of those bites to heal before they can make more.

"Does it hurt?" Whumper asks as they kiss right next to the wound.

Whumpee shrugs, then nods. "A little," they admit. "I'm dizzy."

"Aw, I'm so sorry. You know I hate having to hurt you, don't you?"

"You'll die otherwise, right?" Whumpee asks hopefully. "You need me?"

"Yes. I need you to keep me alive, and you need me to keep you calm. You're much better off as my companion than you were before."

Whumpee's brow creases. "What was I before? I don't remember."

Whumper hums, pulling Whumpee into a gentle hug. "No one at all, dearest." Definitely not one of the city's most renouned vampire hunters, they think with a smirk. "No one at all."

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#whump #whump community #whump tropes #whump writing #whumpblr #whump scenario #whump ideas #whumpee #vampire whump #intimate whumper #hypnosis whump #brainwashing #cw blood #pet whumpee #bloodbag whumpee #vampire whumper #whump ask

[chicken-noodle-whump]

Whump Ask Game

Pass it on!

What kind of whump is your favorite to write?

What kind of whump is your least favorite to write (although you still do write it)?

What kind of whump do you absolutely refuse to write?

Is there a kind of whump you wish you could write better?

What character or characters are your favorite to do whumpy things to in your writing?

What character or characters are your favorite to turn into caretakers in your writing?

Have you ever written whump inspired by personal experiences?

How many whumpy stories do you currently have published online?

Which of your stories has the most whump in it?

What is your favorite whumpy story you have written?

Share one of your favorite whumpy scenes that you have written.

What is one of the strangest things you have had to research for your whumpy writing?

What is the most recent thing you have researched for use in your whumpy writing?

Has any of your whump research ever come in handy in real life?

Are you ever hampered by your lack of medical knowledge when writing whump?

Has anyone ever called you out on an incorrectly written medical or whumpy scene (such as telling you that the character would have bled out long before help arrived)?

Do you consider character death (that is not reversed) to be whump?

Do ever rely on magical cures or deus ex machina to resolve whumpy situations?

How long have you been writing whump?

What was the first fandom you wrote whump for?

What fandom would you like to write whump for, but haven't done so yet (due to not knowing it well enough, etc.)?

Do you have any particular songs or playlists that help you get in the mood to write whump?

Do you write whump for OCs or just canon characters?

Do you have any whump pet peeves? Meaning things that just bug you when you see them in a fanfic.

What advice or wisdom would you like to share with other whump writers?

#whump #whumpee #whump ask

[whump-world]

would love a male reluctant whumpee being comforted and praised by an affectionate/intimate male whumper

TW: noncon kiss, a bit of mouth whump? but not explicit, muzzles, restrained, starvation, manhandling.

Whumpee talked too much.

Even his friends agreed.

It shouldn't come as a surprise that when he's kidnapped, two days is all it takes before a muzzle is strapped onto him. He can feel it as they turn down the temperature and his teeth chatter. As he is forced to messily lap at the bowl of water. As he sleeps, as he breaths.

There's no mirror. A small mercy.

"Hi, Whumpee. How you doing?"

There's no light, but Whumpee's fire powers extend to thermal imaging, and he tracks Whumper's form come into the cell. This one's unpredictable, but...

Maybe Whumpee's just glad she isn't here.

He blinks lazily at Whumper. If the muzzle wasn't latched onto him, he would be taunting him. Lackey usually gets the best reaction. Whumpee settles for a growl.

"Easy, muchacho," Whumper murmurs.

Whumpee's hands are chained behind him, the manacles tight enough to color his wrists an ugly dark green. He leans back on the wall and keeps his gaze on Whumper.

Whumper crouches within Whumpee's vicinity and reaches out. "Ah, ah, ah," he tuts in disapproval when Whumpee kicks at him. He grabs an ankle and drags him closer, shushing Whumpee's snarls.

"Always a difficult one," Whumper says, scrambling over Whumpee so that he's seated on him and safe from future kicks.

Whumpee's breaths through his nose are loud, his eyes wide and furious. The first time Whumper touched him, he snatched his hand back with a high-pitched scream. "Too tired for the pesky heat trick, aren't you?"

He's right. Going on less than one meal a day, living in an ice-cold cellar, and going through new tortures every day had done a number on him.

"I'm trying to help you. This," he taps the muzzle, "must be uncomfortable. Do you want it off?"

Whumpee narrows his eyes. It must be a trick. He glances at the door, then back at Whumper.

"She doesn't know," Whumper assures him. "I heard you've been wearing it for three days straight. Jesus, look at what it's doing to your pretty face." He traces Whumpee's face, being soft where the leather meets skin.

Whumpee shakes his head to get him off. Whumper catches his jaw so he can't look away. "Last chance. I don't have a lot of time."

Whumpee's heart is in his throat, and with sudden desperation, he nods.

Whumper grins. "I knew you'd come around. A few rules though. No biting. No shouting. It'll only end badly for you, my guy. And no talking." Listing the rules, he slowly unbuckles the straps and loosens the muzzle.

The instant it comes off, Whumper's broad hand is on Whumpee's neck. But he needn't have worried. Tears roll down Whumpee's cheeks as he tries to move his jaw.

Whumpee stares at the ceiling as Whumper begins to massage his jaw. The few glances he snatches at Whumper have him squirming. Then Whumper's hands move to his hair, where the scalp is red from the tension. His whines become insistent and pathetic. The stiffness leaving his nape is heavenly and is over before he can truly savor it.

Whumper takes his hands out of Whumpee's curls. "Open your mouth."

Whumpee's brows crease, suspecting a pill. In his state, he can't bite or spit it out.

"I said open," Whumper says, clawing his lips open and earning a muffled cry. "That was your fault," he whispers, prodding at Whumpee's tongue with his thumb. "I asked nicely."

It hurt. Whumpee writhes under Whumper.

It hurts a hundred times more when Whumper replaces his fingers with his own lips. The kiss is forceful. Whumper's grip on his neck becomes a touch rigid. Taking the weight of the kiss sends white-hot pain through his teeth. The nose smushing against his makes him see stars for a moment.

With one last lick at the blood on Whumpee's tongue, Whumper comes up for air, a satisfied smile on his face. He wipes the stickiness of his mouth. "That wasn't your first, was it?"

Snot and bruises cover his face. Whumpee has to blink back the tears. "Fuck you," he croaks.

Whumper ruffles his hair and props the muzzle back on him. "It's okay, I think it's cute. Your team didn't know what they had."

#whump #whump community #whump blog #whumpblr #whump writing #intimate whumper #whump prompt #comfort #muzzle #male whumpee #poc whumpee #male whumper #whump ask

[pixelatedraindrops]

Ya know what's more fun than one sickie? Two sickies! Like Vivia and Yuma both get sick at the same time and Yakou is going back and forth taking care of them. I'm sure he's happy when he gets better but man is he tired.

They both got sick from being out in the rain too long, and yuma’s hat went missing somewhere in the city ;-;

Yakou lays them both on the purple sofa covering them with his bed’s duvet to keep warm. Giving them stuff they may need and watching over them. He heads to the kitchen to make them something warm to eat.

Vivia still tries to sit up and read his book despite feeling dizzy, Shinigami be judging him, and Yuma is curled up trying to get himself warm and comfortable, being a little concerned that Vivia doesn’t lay down as well.

(Sorry I just couldn’t draw Yakou >.>;)

Also excuse my awful handwriting lol

#pixel answers #asks #pixeldoodles #my art #whump ask #whumpcode #rain code #master detective archives: rain code #yuma kokohead #vivia twilight #yakou furio #sorry I kept trying to draw yakou but he came out wrong >.> #I cannot draw older men okay > ^ < #illness whump #sicknario #fever whump #cold whump #i kept trying to draw this all day and got tired x-x #it came out pretty bad >.> #sick comfort #I probably shouldn’t attempt drawing on asks anymore xD #but yeah these two are so prone to catching cold from the rain #gotta love that glorious ‘catching cold from the rain’ logic <3 #also vivia never knows when his nose is running so yakou has to personally deal with it x'D

[whumpshots]

Could you write a Whumpee passing out for the first time and not knowing what is happening to them? Their vision blacks out and they call out to Caretaker in a panic saying that they can't see. Caretaker immediately springs into action lowering them to the floor and comforting them while trying to keep them conscious.

Hiya! Thank ye so much for yer ask/prompt!

Yer wish is my command.

_

Whumpee feels like they have been run over by a tank, but they are holding on. They always do. Their body throbs and hurts, and with every step they take, they feel worse. But caretaker's office is close, they just need to be patched up and to bed they go.

Dark spots are dancing in their vision, making it hard to see.

Their palms get sweaty as they hold onto the door frame of caretaker's office.

The adrenaline finally leaves their body, leaving them in pain and exhaustion.

As their ears start ringing and their body grows weaker, they manage a grunt. "Caretaker?", whumpee rasps, panic growing in their chest as their vision blacks out and their knees grow weak.

A simple question repeats itself in their head - What is happening? What is happening to me?

Caretaker is at their side immediately, cradling them as good as they can and lowering them down as whumpee feels the comforting darkness take over.

When they snap back into reality, they are lying in caretaker's lap, who is measuring their pulse, a worried smile on their lips. "Too much, hm? You look like a ghost ..."

Whumpee looks up at them, squinting their eyes at the lights above the two of them. Their body feels weak and tired, the body still hurts, but not moving helps.

Their mouth is too dry to respond, so they just nod and close their eyes again, head resting on caretaker's lap for a few more moments. They are cold, but at least they are awake.

#whump #whump writing #whump ask #whump prompt #thanks for the prompt! #if ye guys have any wishes #feel free to ask! #answered ask #exhaustion #losing consciousness #collapse #whumpee #caretaker #whumpshots

[crowzwhump]

Vampire caretaker? And human whumpee, they’ve known eachother for a while but whumpee doesn’t know caretaker is a vampire and caretaker doesn’t know about the heap load of trauma ( possibly from early childhood abuse? Trust issues, ptsd ) untill whumpees parents come to visit while caretaker is over and they see how they treat whumpee

Whumpee ends up getting beat up ( however you want ) once caretaker finds them, they end up biting them ( no turning them, just giving a bit of venom )

Headcannon of mine on vampires Is that they have venom but instead of turning whoever they give it to, it’s like a drug, making that person go limp ( or just make their limbs really heavy ) and makes there heads feel fuzzy and ‘stuffed with cotton’

Whumpee would be 19 to early 20s?

Hi Lizzy!

I apologize for taking so long to get to this, I absolutely loveit though! And could not help but throw something together for it? It just gave me so much inspiration I had to figure out exactly how I wanted to do this, but I do hope you enjoy it. ^ - ^ゞ

Heavy Tw: Parental Whump | Mother Whumping Adult Child

Tw: Vampire Whump | Vampire Caretaker | Degration | Drugging | Female Whumper (Mother)

In a small, cozy cottage nestled deep within a secluded forest, Whumpee lived a life that felt like a sanctuary.

They had been through more hardships in their young lives than most could imagine, but their world had recently become a little brighter, thanks to the kind and caring stranger who had taken them in.

Unbeknownst to Whumpee, their mysterious caretaker was far from ordinary; they were a vampire who had watched over them since the night they had saved Whumpee from a violent attack.

The caretaker had kept their true nature hidden from Whumpee, never letting them see the fangs or the crimson eyes that betrayed their undead existence.

The caretaker wanted nothing more than to protect them and give them a chance at a peaceful life, and they knew that revealing the truth about themselves would only bring chaos and fear.

One chilly evening, as the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows across the cottage, a sudden knock at the door sent a shiver down Whumpee's spine.

They weren't expecting any visitors, and their heart raced as they exchanged a nervous glance with Caretaker.

"I'll handle this," Caretaker assured them, forcing a reassuring smile as they strode to the door.

Opening it, Caretaker was met by the stern faces of Whumpee's parents.

Their arrival was unexpected, and it filled Caretaker with unease.

They had heard vague stories of Whumpee's past with their parents, but they had never gone into any great details about them.

"Caretaker, is it?" Whumpee's father inquired, his tone icy.

"Yes," Caretaker replied, his heart pounding as he tried to maintain composure.

Whumpee's mother, a woman of piercing judgment and strict principles, stepped inside without invitation.

"We came to see our child," she stated, her gaze fixated on Caretaker with a critical eye.

Whumpee stood frozen in the corner, their anxiety mounting.

They hadn't seen their parents in years, and the memories of their harsh treatment and punishments still haunted them.

Caretaker led the way, guiding the unwelcome guests to a sitting area.

The atmosphere grew tense as they settled in, with Whumpee's father eyeing Caretaker with suspicion.

"We're concerned about Whumpee," Whumpee's father began, his voice cold and unwavering. "We want to make sure they're on the right path."

Caretaker forced themselves to appear nonchalant, though every instinct screamed for them to protect Whumpee from their parents' judgment.

"They've been doing well," Caretaker replied, choosing their words carefully. "They've found some peace here."

Whumpee's mother took matters into her own hands, rising from her seat. "Come, Whumpee, let's have a private conversation."

Whumpee reluctantly followed her mother to another room, leaving Caretaker alone with their father, who continued to regard him with suspicion.

As the two were left alone in the dimly lit room, Caretaker couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.

The tension was thick, and Whumpee's father's gaze bore into him with increasing intensity.

"Caretaker, is it?" Whumpee's father asked once more, his tone even colder than before. "You seem rather unconventional."

Caretaker gave a tight-lipped smile, trying to keep his composure. "I suppose I am. Whumpee's been through a lot, and I just wanted to help."

Whumpee's father's eyes narrowed, and he leaned in closer, his voice a low whisper. "You may not be aware of this, but our child has a history. A troublesome one. They've caused us a great deal of pain."

Caretaker, unaware of Whumpee's tumultuous past with their parents, could only offer a falsely sympathetic nod. "I see. Well, people can change. Whumpee deserves a fresh start."

The conversation grew increasingly tense as Whumpee's father probed Caretaker with questions, and Caretaker did his best to deflect them while maintaining his facade of calm.

In the other room, Whumpee's mother confronted their child with harsh words and a cold demeanor, reopening old wounds that had never truly healed.

The air grew heavy with tension as Whumpee's mother unleashed a torrent of belittlement and cruel insults, targeting every insecurity and vulnerability she knew her child possessed.

"You always were a disappointment," she sneered, her voice dripping with venom. "No matter how hard we tried to correct your flaws, you remained a failure."

Whumpee, feeling the weight of her words, remained silent, determined not to give her mother the satisfaction of seeing their tears.

They had endured years of emotional abuse at her hands, and they had learned to build walls around their heart to protect themselves.

But Whumpee's mother was relentless.

Her anger escalated, and she stepped closer to Whumpee, her face contorted with rage.

Without warning, she lashed out, striking her child across the face with a sharp slap.

Whumpee's head snapped to the side from the force of the blow, and they tasted blood where their lip had split from the impact.

Still, they remained silent, refusing to give her the reaction she craved.

They knew that engaging in a fight would only make things worse, and they had grown skilled at enduring her cruelty in silence.

Undeterred, Whumpee's mother continued her physical assault, raining down blows on her child's already battered body.

With each strike, Whumpee's resolve to remain stoic only grew stronger.

They clenched their fists, determined not to let her see their pain.

After the torment had ceased, Whumpee's mother finally seemed to exhaust herself with her rage.

She stepped back, panting heavily, her eyes filled with a twisted sense of satisfaction.

"Perhaps now you'll learn your place," she spat, turning and leaving the room, leaving Whumpee battered and bruised but unbowed.

Whumpee remained on the floor, trembling in pain, their body aching from the physical assault.

They took shallow breaths, trying to regain some semblance of composure, as they heard their parents' voices in the living room.

"We're leaving," Whumpee's mother announced coldly, her tone still tinged with anger. "This place is a lost cause, just like our child."

As the front door closed with a resounding thud, Caretaker waited for the sound to fade before quickly rushing to check on Whumpee.

Their heart ached at the sight of their friend lying battered and bruised on the floor.

Kneeling down beside Whumpee, Caretaker's eyes were filled with worry and regret.

They gently cradled Whumpee's trembling form, apologizing softly to them.

"I'm so sorry you had to go through this," they whispered, their voice filled with sorrow.

Feeling Whumpee's pain and vulnerability, Caretaker made a difficult decision.

With great care and tenderness, they lowered their head to Whumpee's neck and bit softly, injecting their vampire venom. The effect was almost immediate.

Whumpee's body relaxed as the venom coursed through their veins, spreading a warm, euphoric sensation that eased their pain.

The tension in their muscles melted away, and their mind became fuzzy but serene.

Caretaker held Whumpee close, cuddling them gently, and whispered soothing words until the pain and trauma of the evening faded into a distant memory.

Slowly, Whumpee's eyes grew heavy, and they drifted into a peaceful, healing sleep, safe in the arms of the vampire who had become their protector and solace in a world filled with cruelty.

Thank you again for taking the time out of your day to read, I wish you a wonderful day and send many Fuzzy blankies, cookies, and snacks to you all! I appreciate you for reading!

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[whump-side]

where do you get all the references for your whumpy art? i notice they all have very specific, dynamic poses, and are very well drawn!!

Thank you !!

Most of them are from imagination. Sometimes I'll struggle with my idea I have in mind so I use the Magic Poser website to help me with anatomy and perspective.

The rest is from Pinterest, Google and random whumpy media especially anime and animated shows since they're the ones that will have those exagerated and dynamic poses. But I rarely "copy" them entirely, I only use them as a base and then tweak them to my liking.

What I always keep in mind when drawing is line of action. Use a lot of curves when drawing poses. Especially for whump, you can go wild with them! Have you ever banged your toe so hard you wanted to bend your spine the other way from pain? Same goes for whumpees!

You can see a few more tips I already gave on my blog. They're under #drawing tips

Hope this helps you!

#ask #drawing tips #whump ask

[whump-kia]

the classic “this tastes funny…” or “I don’t feel so good” after eating/drinking something with poison. Just the slow realization (either by whumpee or caretaker) that they’ve been poisoned right before the whumpee passes out that

this. this is my favorite part of the poison trope. putting it down to "ah, this is normal" up until it's very very very not normal. particularly the moment when Whumpee stumbles into Caretaker, grabs their arm, and mumbles, "someth'ng is wrong" before collapsing fully into their arms. yesssssss

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[bltzgore]

God I also have a thing for rib whump. Torso whump in general is always my favorite but ribs in particular are always so good.

The hollow thud when a punch lands just right. Really pretty bruises stretched over a long lanky rib cage. The perfect place for hidden injury. Whumpee's arm wrapped around their ribcage as they try to push through the pain. Caretaker's hand shaking as it hovers over the vivid bruises on whumpee's prominent ribs. Tears fill caretakers eyes and they want so badly to comfort whumpee. they can't stop themselves from letting their finger tips skim over the bruised bones. They let out a horrified gasp of guilt when whumpee grunts in pain, doubling over.

GOOD

SHIT!!!!!

Broken ribs just make a whumpee so vulnerable to so many things! Like being literally under whumper's heel, laughing too hard, thinking if they just wait it out they'll be fine.

Since you've covered the comfort angle, allow me to offer a hurt angle 😈

Just focusing on the mental image of whumper holding a few fingers against whumpee's broken rib. Whumper just slowly digs their fingers in, pressing the broken bone deeper and deeper, whumpee tries so hard to keep from making a sound. Their jaw is burning with the tension from grinding their teeth, tears slipping down from their eyes. Then the rib finally hits the lung, whumpee is suddenly so winded they can't manage to scream even when they try.

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[cyberwhumper]

Hello! When you have some spare time, can we maybe get some Horus comfort? 👉👈

I just really love the lil' guy and want to see them get taken care of. You can whump them up first if you want! Just...can they get a pat on the head or something? A little snack? A kind word! Anything?? 🥺

Horus is gonna need lots of love and patience during rehabilitation. Sometimes it may feel like a slow grind against overwhelming conditioning, but every once in a while there are small signs of improvement that would melt any caretaker's heart.

The first time they find it sleeping in its caretaker's dirty laundry because it smells just like them was such a reason for celebration they added it to its medical records.

Puppy just needs a bit of stability in its life.

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[dresden-syndrome]

💫Whump ask game!💫

🔸Most suitable for non-BBU pet whump but can be used for whatever

🔸Anyone can use and reblog, nsfwhumpers included :)

🔸We're bringing tumblr ask culture back and ensuring no one is left excluded - sending an ask to the blog y'all reblogged it from is highly encouraged! I'll send an ask too! :)

🔸A little inspired by a wonderful ask post I wasn't able to reblog or visit that person's tumblr. Y'all hear me out. No block can stop me from playing whump ask games.

🔥For Whumper🔥

1) How did you acquire your whumpee? How hard it was?

2) From all the possibilities, why did you pick your whumpee rather than anyone else?

3) Why do you keep your whumpee captive? Why won't you let them go?

4) Is everything you do to your whumpee legal? Do you have to hide it from the authorities?

5) How open are you about keeping your whumpee?

6) Where does your whumpee live?

7) Do you bring your whumpee to your workplace? How about bringing them to your social activities?

8) How would you describe your whumpee?

9) Tell me about your whumpee's prettiest features!

10) How does your whumpee behave around you? How much did it change from the moment of capture?

11) What rules do you have for your whumpee?

12) What do you do if your whumpee misbehaves?

13) Have you ever tortured anyone aside from your whumpee? If so, what's the difference between your torture techniques for your whumpee and for others?

14) Your favorite torture method?

15) Do you give your whumpee any gifts, rewards or treats? If so, what are they? If you don't, why?

16) How possessive you are about your whumpee?

17) Has your whumpee ever tried to run away from you? What would you do/have done in that case?

18) Did you finally break your whumpee? How hard it is/was?

19) Does your whumpee fully belong to you? If not, why?

20) Is your whumpee allowed to move freely? How much?

21) Do you believe you're doing the right thing? Have you ever felt guilty about what you do to your whumpee?

22) What would you do if someone tried to take your whumpee from you?

23) Does your whumpee receive any medical care or health checks? If so, where?

24) Any advice on brainwashing or conditioning?

25) Have you made your whumpee learn something aside from rules and behavior lessons?

26) Do your friends/teammates/coworkers help you to tame your whumpee? Do you allow anyone to handle them?

27) Do you allow anyone else to talk to your whumpee?

28) Do you respect your whumpee's boundaries?

29) Did you know your whumpee before capturing them?

30) How often do you feed your whumpee? Have you ever used food as punishment?

31) What do you use your whumpee for?

32) Does your ownership of whumpee mean anything symbolic for you? Do you make any sort of statement by keeping them?

33) How would you describe the feelings you ger from owning/hurting your whumpee?

34) Have you trained your whumpee to obey your commands? How so?

35) Do you need to restrain your whumpee often? How and why so?

36) What do you dislike about your whumpee?

37) Do you decide on your whumpee's clothes? If so, what do you usually make them wear?

38) Do you ever believe you could be punished for your deeds, whether in your lifetime or after?

39) Could you tell me a bit about your values? How would you describe what you believe in?

40) What do other people usually say about your whumpee?

41) Do you use a collar or a leash on your whumpee? Do they have to wear it everyday, or only on special occasions?

42) Is your whumpee marked as your captive/possession in any way? How so?

43) Have you ever considered returning or releasing your whumpee?

44) Do you ever appear with your whumpee in public? If so, how do you make sure they won't run away?

45) Have you ever drugged or sedated your whumpee? Why?

46) Has anyone ever tried to search for your whumpee or rescue them? How do you prevent them from succeeding?

47) Which aspects of comfort do you allow your whumpee to have, if you do so?

48) Do you ever discipline/torture your whumpee when they didn't do anything wrong? For maintenance, for showing off, just because you felt like it?

49) Would you mind me to see your whumpee? Could you bring or call them to come here?

50) Your whumpee is so pretty! Can i pet them? Please :)

🌼For Whumpee🌼

1) When did you meet your whumper for the first time? How was it like?

2) What were you doing before capture? What could you tell about your life back then?

3) How were you captured?

4) Were you taken specifically for whumper from the start, or there was another reason at first?

5) Have you ever been interrogated? For what reason? Were you tortured there?

6) Do your friends or family know you're here? Do you think they miss you?

7) Have you ever planned your escape? If so, do you think it's gonna work? (We won't tell anyone)

8) How would you describe your whumper?

9) How strict your whumper has been with you?

10) At which points are you most scared of your whumper?

11) What are your thoughts on why is your whumper keeping you there?

12) Which of your whumper's rules you find harder to obey?

13) How much time are you forced to spend by your whumper's side?

14) Do you think anyone would be able to find or rescue you?

15) Have you ever tried asking anyone for help? If so, how did they react?

16) Do you hide from your whumper? Does it help? How long it takes for them to find you?

17) How often do you fight or resist your whumper? How do they react?

18) Does your whumper make you sleep in their bed?

19) Does your whumper take you outside? For walks, for any interesting places, for visiting their friends?

20) Do you have a comfort thing to feel better/safer? Does your whumper know about it?

21) Does your whumper provide you with any things of entertainment to do in your spare time?

22) Does your whumper try to brainwash you?

23) Do you have anyone to talk to aside from your whumper?

24) How often does your whumper punish you? Why?

25) Which punishment method do you hate the most?

26) Do you like it when your whumper holds or touches you? How often would they do that?

27) Has your whumper ever made you wear something you hate?

28) What do you prefer to do to comfort yourself when you've been hurt or feeling sad?

29) Do you remember how long you've been captive?

30) Does your whumper use any pet names for you? What are their favorite? Do you like them as well?

31) How much privacy do you have?

32) Where do you feel safer - with lots of people in the room or with your whumper alone?

33) How do your whumper's friends/coworkers treat you? Do they pay attention to you?

34) Did your whumper ever threaten to hurt your family or friends? Have they actually done that?

35) If you were given an opportunity to escape, what would you do? Where would you run to?

36) What does your whumper usually force you to do? Which of these things do you hate the most?

37) How often do you get sick? Do you get someone to take care of you in that case?

38) Have you ever been afraid to fall asleep? Why so?

39) What does your whumper usually say to you? Does he give more threats or compliments?

40) Does your whumper listen to your pleads, complaints or requests? What would you never ask them for even if you absolutely needed?

41) How does your whumper usually act around his friends or coworkers? Does he try to be a good person for them?

42) How much do you miss your past life, if you do so? Which aspects of it do you miss the most?

43) Are you afraid to die?

44) If you knew you'd end up like that, what would you do differently in your life?

45) Is there anything you said or did that could've led to your capture? If so, do you regret it?

46) If you could become an animal, which one would you choose? Why?

47) How much have you changed since the first day in captivity?

48) Do you have any plans or hopes for the future now?

49) Tell everything you've ever wanted to say to your whumper (we won't tell anyone!)

50) Share one of your happiest moment of freedom for us!

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