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secret-whump-basement · 6 months
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I love a whumper that hems and haws about how, well, they don’t really want to hurt whumpee but it’s a punishment and how else will they learn how to behave if they’re allowed to do whatever they’d like without consequences?
If whumpee does anything from trying to escape, to name calling, maybe even just being a bit sarcastic, anything whumper doesn’t approve of, it’s just pain in store for them. Even struggling during their punishments can get them in trouble, depending on whumper’s mood
Whumpee is on edge, not ever really sure what whumper’s limits are sometimes. And that cold dread that settles in their stomach when whumper gives them that disappointed look and sighs.
And maybe one day, whumpee just gives up. They don’t struggle against their bonds, they don’t plead for the pain to end, they hardly even cry out. Once it’s all over, whumper smiles and strokes their cheek. Isn’t it so much nicer when they can behave properly?
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cuteangsty · 9 months
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Whump prompt #5
A Human weapon whumpee was trained to kill/ kidnap people with a face reference. So when he is rescued, they avoid looking at anyone, always turning his back and not wanting anyone to approach them. They have been looking at that list o faces for so long, killed so many of those... Sometimes they still sees those faces in other people's bodies. They are trying to get in control of themselves, but they are afraid they might see an "enemy face" and trigger them to attack.
Bonus if whumper is a supernatural creature
Like a wolf, a vampire or a doppleganger
Werewolf whumpee in this situation would be trying their hardest to never transform, or hold the transformation in a more harmless stage
They would also probably avoid eating meat, it reminds them of the bodies they ate.
Vampire whumpee begs to be blindfolded before feeding from someone.
Both enticed and extremely repulsed by the smell of blood. They seem to almost puke but then start to salivate over it.
Doppleganger whumpee starts to shift into different people (his past victims) by accident whenever triggered.
I can also imagine this working for robot whumpee
They have a specific word/ sentence/ alarm/ switch/ button that trigger them.
They can only be brought back to normal with a password/switch/ button.
Face recognition failing
Probably asked for face recognition to be deactivated entirely, so whenever they look someone in the eye, they don't know who they are, they see them and maybe able k vaguely describe their features, but cannot tell who they are or if they have ever met.
(tho they might have other ways of figuring it out, like through their voice/ clothes/ digitals/ etc...) (Or no...)
Yes this was based on 🍌 🐟
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redd956 · 1 year
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Whump Drabble: Conditioning
I was thinking about this one all last night. So like conditioning. I occasionally see it within the whump community, but it's still heavily on my mind and I feel I have something to add over it.
Conditioning is a term primarily used for animals, especially with the concepts of shock collars, where a dog become conditioned to not leave the yard because they expected to be shocked even if they no longer have the collar. Unfortunately for the complexity that is the human brain, humans can be conditioned too, and history/science has shown it.
Fortunately for us whump writers that the kind of human biology that interests us! So...conditioning in whump.
Of course I have another against the classic conditioning through electrical shock trope. I see it a good bit in the whump community, and it's great. Whumpees adamant against something, even though there is actually no threat. You have caretaker desperately trying to undo someone else's past work, and whumpers who don't have to lift a finger to get whumpee to listen to them anymore.
(Even greater if a defiant whumpee returns with this trait)
However conditioning isn't just through punishment, nor does it have to be classic electric shock. It could also be through awarding >:3
Imagine caretaker having to use the awarding system whumper set up, just so that they themselves could help break the system whumpee has been caught up in. Imagine whumpee relaxing at the activation of the award, compared to seizing up at the notion of punishment.
Whumpee being none the wiser about their own conditioning, thinking themselves crazy when something as simple as a static shock sends them into a spiral. Imagine the embarrassment of a leader whumpee, or a stoic whumpee (or both, both is good), when they burst into a frantic mess in front of their own team, and they don't even know me.
Whumper utilizing both awards and punishments to get whumpee to be exactly how they want them, then once their free everything good whumper showered them in as awards are ruined for whumpee. Caretaker is having quite the struggle to get whumpee to enjoy anything.
Conditioning whumpee to sounds and not just sparks of electricity. Awarding whumpee with sugar, or warmth, or physical touch. Whump with conditioning
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roblingoblin285 · 1 year
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What are some of your personal favorites for psychological whump/conditioning?
boy HOWDY
whumpees being fully convinced they don’t deserve any form of kindness, even getting angry with caretakers who try to provide it
whumpees being trained as a weapon and never being told otherwise
caretaker who was NOT trained for this and whumpee is breaking down what do they do what do they do
“yes, sir”
whumpee who immediately assumes caretaker wants to “discipline” them so they fall into position. caretaker is horrified. (all time favorite)
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dokidokisadness · 1 year
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From pet shelter whump here
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whumpster-dumpster · 4 months
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Love it when a whumpee who's known to be especially emotive just goes blank. Dead quiet, glassy eyes, no thoughts head empty, especially if the change is super abrupt and unnerving
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inkwell-and-dagger · 8 months
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living weapon whumpees who, during the first few months of recovery with caretaker, are foreign to the concept of comfort‼️‼️‼️
have them flinching away from caretaker's soft touch because they believe they don't deserve it‼️‼️‼️
have a caretaker gently massage living weapon whumpee's shoulders, soothing words further adding to whumpee's overall confusion before they eventually lean into caretaker's warm touch‼️‼️‼️
have caretaker's soft words and hands holding whumpee's face snap them out of their conditioning after something / someone accidentally triggered them, startled at first before recognizing that, caretaker wasn't a threat, they were safe with them and that whumper wasn't here anymore ‼️‼️‼️
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whumpy-galaxy · 25 days
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Listen I am a SUCKER for conditioned whumpees. Specifically the unconditioning that comes after rescue.
Whumpee being afraid of Caretaker.
Whumpee having to wear a collar and a muzzle because that’s how Whumper kept them.
Whumpee panicking when they mess up or drop something, waiting for Caretaker to get upset and beat them.
Whumpee who won’t eat unless Caretaker orders them to.
Whumpee who doesn’t know what to do if they’re not being dragged around on a chain.
Whumpee who’s afraid of windows and the outdoors because Whumper convinced them everyone and everything outside wanted to hurt them, and they were safer with Whumper.
And everything that comes with that.
Caretaker not knowing what to do and feeling worthless. (Bonus points if they even consider mercy killing Whumpee because maybe they’ll always be afraid of everything and there’s nothing they can do).
Caretaker thinking maybe they DID do something to hurt Whumpee.
Caretaker being upset every time they look at Whumpee because they still insist on wearing the collar and muzzle Whumper bought for them, and Caretaker never wants to see them like that.
But also the good things that come with it!
Caretaker getting a new collar and muzzle made, with padding and lots of extra space for Whumpee to wear while they recover.
Whumpee finally being able to do something without asking Caretaker first, and Caretaker being so proud of them.
Caretaker’s praise and excitement at this makes Whumpee feel proud, too.
I just. I love it so much.
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dinkflocculent · 3 months
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I love non-human whumpees so much!
- Horned whumpees that whumper takes advantage of.
- Whumpees that can purr (best for comfort).
- Whumpees who bite when threatened.
- Whumpees who growl in warning.
- Whumpees who have abilities that backfire when in captivity (horns, sensitive body parts, excellent hearing).
- Whumpees whose eyes change color based on emotion (cliche but whumperflies).
Non-human whumpees are great and are my preferred whumpee!! <3
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whumped-by-glitter · 2 months
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I want to talk about conditioning for a minute, from someone who has undergone it.
It has been 15 yrs as of March 30th since I left for basic training (probably why it's been on my mind A LOT lately, so sorry guys). In those 15 years, I've undone most of the programming, but you know what, there are some things that just will not go away.
For example, reveille, if you want to see me go from fast asleep to moving like something is on fire and have me dressed and out the door before the song ends, wake me up with that, even hearing it during the day gives me a minor adrenaline rush. I have not heard that tune in like 2 years, and I'm pretty sure I will still react the same way. I have been completely Pavlove's dog to it, and it only took 8.5 weeks.
Next is my hands in my pocket - it feels rebellious and taboo when I do it, even now I still feel a slight jolt of excitement when I do it. I actually put my hands in my pocket a lot now because it feels weird, and I like that 🤣
Even how I walk has changed, I still have no bounce in my step, I still roll my feet to walk quieter, I still find myself falling in step with people I'm walking next to. I have done my best to undo this one, but it still shows up every now and then. I will also still walk to a beat if music playing is anything similar to a Jodie.
It has been 15 years with active work done to undo this, and it still shows up! I was in for a total of just 5.5 years.
It also took me years (3-4) to stop standing at parade rest and over using sir/ma'am. That only got better from being constantly called out on it.
My point? A conditioned whumpee will likely have behaviors just show up even years later. there will also likely be completely normal things they will likely have to actively think about doing or not doing, and it may always feel weird or foreign to them (like me putting my hands in my pocket). This won't be something that goes away in weeks or months. They are going to have these internal reactions to certain stimuli, likely the rest of their life. Also, these responses can be exhausting for a caretaker! That's a lot of emotional burden on them, depending on what the whumpee was conditioned to.
Hopefully, this helps someone somewhere somehow with some inspiration! 😊 feel free to pick my brain further if you want.
Thank you for letting me talk a bit about my experiences, it's refreshing. I promise after March I'll be less military again. 🤣
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emptyrubbishbin · 3 months
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"You'll never hurt anyone again."
Caretaker captures Whumper and conditions them to associate the sight of blood, wounds or sounds indicating any kind of hurt (screaming, yelping, whimpering, begging, etc) with pain. This also means they’re not just scared of hurting others, but they hate looking at their own wounds and avoid making noise when they are hurt because the sounds upset them.
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secret-whump-basement · 6 months
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Whumper with a guilty complex about enjoying causing pain
When they’re done beating Whumpee, they break down and wail about how horrible they are for enjoying this, maybe even blaming Whumpee for aggravating them to this point
Whumpee learning, eventually, that these breakdowns go by faster if they reassure Whumper that they aren’t disgusting, that it’s really not all that bad. All as they sit in a puddle of their own blood and holding back tears of pain
Whumpee gets rescued after a while, and it’s been long enough of it that they tell their rescuers that really Whumper isn’t such a bad person, if they were that horrible surely they couldn’t cry at the things they did?
Whumper manipulating Whumpee, maybe even unconsciously, to come right back of their own choice
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cuteangsty · 10 months
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Pet shelter whump (interactive)
ask for blond to help
The blonde kneels to his level and attempts to touch his sholder, but he recoils. his muttering is getting lower as he rubs the right side of his face with his hand.
"I can't... no more... already..." there are the only audible words you could piece together.
"we'll just bathe, ok?" the blonde rubs his back despite him flinching
You walk to the bathtub and splash some of the water. you tell him It's warm and confortable. the brunette peeks through his sholder, his glare is very suspicious of you, eventhoght he doesn't seem sure of where you are exactly.
"no...it burns..." the brunette whispers turning his back again, his hand, now touching the bandages at his abdomen.
"here, feel the water first..." the blonde pulls him to the bathtub, the brunette seems to resist a little, but not as much as before.
the blonde pulls his hand to the surface of the water as repeats that everything is ok. The brunette, seemed to be calming down at first but suddenly goes back to trying to pull away full force.
"no! NO! please! noo! n-!... huh..." he pleads until his fingertips reach the water. He stops to think for a moment. the blonde smiles
You ask the brunette if the water is in a good temperature. he peeks at you again and imediantly starts to untie the bandages through his body, strugling a lot to do it on his own, so the blonde helps him take it of.
You look away for a moment, letting them have their privacy to take of the underware and get in.
The blonde is the first one to get in and dip his head in the water, the brunette enters slowly, still unsure of the water. you accidently turn back to them to soon. and he is still getting in. the glance you took of his body is just... terrible.
You feel bad for thinking that, but, there was a reason for the bandages, clearly... what did they do to him...?
You couldn't see his back very well but the chest had huge burnt scars spreading all over it in a similar pattern to his face, it's impossible to tell what happened, a few smaller dots seem to have been done with cigarettes.
you look away imedtiately and only turn back when you hear the small splashes of them sitting down.
"master... um..." the blond calls you "can we have the duckie?" asks pointing at the rubber duck on a shelf
you smile and put the rubber toy on the water.
You pick up the soap, the shapoo and conditioner. you decide that perheaps it would be better to wash the blonde first, so the brunette can 'see' what's going to happen. You start to scrub the blonds arms and chest as he makes little waves pushing the rubber duck around, noticing that the brunette seems very interested in it.
You tell him it's a rubber duck.
"hm? the... um... yellow...?" you reply positively and push the duck closer to him as you move your hands through the blond's hair. It's very matted, you though it was 'dirty blonde' but it trully is just dirt, where did they even keep these pets?
the brunette seems a little unsure of the toy.
"is dead?" he doesn't seem alarmed just curious. You reply that no "but... It does not quack..."
You take a deep breath and tell him it's a toy, not a real duck, he doesn't seem to understand very well, but is still pleased by it's presence, soon he starts to play with it himself, making little splashes even grabbing the duck for a while, studing the texture.
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you turn your attention to the blond again, when he winces in pain. you ask him what's wrong. before the response could leave his mouth you notice the spot you were scrubing, there is a deep scar on the scalp, looks very surgical, almost unoticeble, hidden under his hair.
"um... it doesn't hurt..." the blonde laughs unconfortable.
You decide not to touch on that right now, let's unpack their issues later on, they just got here...
You finish with the blond and decide to let him clean his lower half. the moment you approach the brunette he glances at your direction, but then looks back at the duck, almost like a warning 'I hear you' but somewhat feels like progress 'I'm ok with you near me'. He even seems to relax more when you massage and scrub his hair, thoght goes back to his usual tension once you finish it.
You give them a towel each and wait for them to get dry. the dryer's noise stratles them a little, but the blonde seems to somewhat accept it, but you notice him covering the scalp on the scar's spot as you dry his hair. for the brunette, you decide to disable the heat, he doesn't seem to like hot things near him. he still covered his face and ears, even shaking a bit, when it got too close to him he grabbed the blonde for support.
after you finish with them in the bathroom you decide to let them rest on the couch for a while.
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sibling-whump · 2 months
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One of the go-to whump scenarios my brain goes to as I'm falling asleep is always Whumpee who's literally never felt a gentle touch in their life. They look at other people getting hugs, friendly pats on the shoulder, handshakes, and think, Wow. I wish I was capable of recieving that. and then go on with their day.
They quite firmly believe that everytime someone makes contact with them, it will hurt. It just will, because of course it will. Why wouldn't it?
Maybe they used to question it, once upon a time, or feel bitter — Why wouldn't it? Why? Why do they always have to hurt? — but, by now... it's just a very simple fact of their life. The sky is blue, water flows, and they are meant to be hurt.
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letitbehurt · 4 months
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“Let’s try this again,” said Whumper, crouching so they were eye level with Whumpee. “You may call me ‘Sir’, or you may call me ‘Master’. Those are your only choices.”
Whumper reached out and removed the gag, letting it dangle from their fingers. Whumpee fought the urge to work the soreness out of their jaw, flexing their hands where they were tied behind their back. “Now,” said Whumper, “what do you call me?”
Whumpee smiled. “An asshole.”
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dokidokisadness · 1 year
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Whump prompt + art
(With my OC's :3 )
[Adam - avian whumpee]
[Idris - human caretaker]
The avian was sitting limp in his cell, the short wings hanging from his back, it's been a long time since they have been clipped... At the beginning it was painful, he would whimper and groan from the awful pain, day and night. But now... Well, not anymore. It's just numb. The avian wished he could go back to that horrible pain, keeping him up and alert, he wished he could go back to that feeling of needing to run away, to find a way back home. At the very least, he would be feeling something, anything at all...
Someone entered his cell, it doesn't matter who it is... It's a human, of course it is. Probably there to hurt him even more, like the countless bruises and open wounds aren't enough already. The human seems to be in a hurry, he dashes towards the avian and starts to inspect him with a concerned look in his eyes.
"wh-what have they done to you?" The human asks as he checks for the pulse and breathing.
The avian doesn't respond, he didn't understand question, and even if he did, isn't the answer obvious?
"it's going to be okay... I'll- I'll help you, okay? Just -" he glances at the wings "...just stay with me"
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The avian is laying on the cell floor, on top of the Hunan's coat. The human himself is sitting right next to him, he opes a brief case and the chemical smell immediately fills the room. The human picks a few items out of it, some tubes, a syringe and a lot of bandages. The human turns back the avian.
The avians' face was cut right in the middle, the ankle was destroyed, his back is unrecognizable, the infected cuts on his chest were at the verge of a necrosis, his breathing is shallow and Ill-paced, a result of the untreated fractured ribs, there was a constant nervous tik moving his finger, the one movement he could stop even when tired... The nose had stopped bleeding, but the dried blood still remained, obstructing his nostrils...
The human started to clean the blood and was preparing to patch his wounds, he had a depressing expression, looking directly at the avians' eyes, such eyes remained unbothered, completely absencent, as if nothing was happening.
"look..." The human sighed "I'm sorry, I-... I really am... This wasn't what I wanted, I-..."
He stops, it's too late now.
"just, please, look at me... Please"
No response.
"I'm sorry, I never meant for this to happen..." He caressed the avians face, trying to provide some level of comfort, or safety.
"please, just look at me..." he just can't believe, nothing is working for him anymore. the human, always know for the calm and soothing voice is unable to comfort... The usual curious look of the avian has now been replaced by a lifeless glare...
"please, Adam..." He whispered, quietly, like he said it to himself...
The avians' glare immediately move towards him. The glare is still unamused, but it moved.
"Adam?" The human was unsure if he saw it right.
The avian was shocked. This. This thing! That. This thing he just said. It's very familiar...
"ah...a-" the avian attempts to replicate it, but the throat is too sore for the sound to come out.
The avian suddenly jumps onto the Hunan's lap.
"Adam!?" He feels a quite light yet unexpected shove on his chest "wait, you'll hurt yourself!"
But the avian - Adam - doesn't care. He barely listened. It's right, isn't it? That's it. Him?! Adam!
"Ah-!" Adam puts a hand in his own chest. Trying to recall his name. This name, nobody calls him like that in such a long time... No one calls him anything at all...
"yes! You! You're Adam! Yes!" The human violently nods and repeats the words 'yes' and 'adam' trying to be as clear as possible. He was still worried with Adam moving like this when he is that injured, but he moved! He spoke... Kinda
Adam interrupts the human's nodding and puts a hand in his face with a confused look.
Adams knows this man, he really does, but... Who is he? The name! He means to ask.
"you... Don't remember... Me?" The human pieces together. "I'm Idris... Remember?" He said a little concerned.
The avian doesn't say anything tho... Adam simply brushes the tip of his fingers on the Idris face... It's almost coming together, but he is still not sure...
"It's ok, adam... you'll remember..." Idris smiles camly "It's ok..."
Adam's eyes tear up... he has never been so happy to hear his own name...
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