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urlocalwhumper · 1 hour
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doing things to them in my head.......
(@urlocalwhumper)
oh yeah i'm also back to say that i'm imagining some of my blorbos in this avian whump verse btw. they have canon animal motifs and one is a bird while the other is a wolf so it's literally perfect.
thank u once again for coming up with and sharing this idea its living in my head rent free rn
WOOOOOO thats so cool!!!!!
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urlocalwhumper · 5 hours
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whunmpee that breaks my heart the most isn’t whumpee that is terrified, but whumpee that is happy — not a feisty kind of happy where they laugh and mock whumper, but an innocent, childlike and naive kind of happy where they don’t know what is about to happen to them. they still think that they are safe, even when they’re held captive by whumper, because they are so pure and innocent that they don’t know there are bad people in this world.
they don’t understand what they did wrong when whumper tortured them. they don’t understand why any of this is happening. they were literally smiling innocently when they were escorted to the room in which they’d be tortured.
this literally fucks me up. I need caretaker to come save them asap :(
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urlocalwhumper · 18 hours
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Hunt
content: winged whumpee, lady whump, hunted for sport, dehumanisation, hybrid whumpee, hybrid whumper, multiple whumpees, multiple whumpers, restraints
Zipporah was flying through the forest as fast as she could, desperately flapping her wings in an attempt to increase the distance between her and the hounds. Those things knew how to climb trees, she wouldn’t be safe anywhere she decided to land — her only chance was them losing her scent.
“Leave me alone!” she screamed, but the only response she got was a few howls, growling, and the gnashing of those sharp, sharp teeth. Maybe they couldn’t even understand her.
She didn’t exactly know what awaited her outside of the enchanted forest. Maybe the hounds would rip her to shreds, or maybe she would be dragged to one of those “facilities”. She didn’t know and didn’t care to find out. She wanted to stay here, with her partners, her family.
She took a left and banged her shoulder on a branch, the sharp edge cutting a bleeding line straight across her skin. Once the hounds smelled it, they were sure to get even more insistent on following her trail.
“Halcyon! Manu! Help me!”
No other lumiilia were around. They must’ve hidden themselves way better than Zipporah had, and now they refused to blow their cover just to help another survive. Cruel maybe, but Zipporah probably would’ve done the same.
“She can’t keep flying for much longer!” one of the humans shouted. “Come on, boys, get her!”
They were right. Zipporah’s wings were getting more and more tired by the second, and once the humans caught up, they could easily shoot her and make sure she would fall into the clutches of the hounds.
“Leave my home!” she cried. “Please! Just leave me alone!”
Bang.
An arrow flew straight through her wing and she screamed, falling out of the sky with a sickening crunch on impact. The hounds caught up to her quickly, pinning her to the ground by her wrists and twisted ankles.
“Get away!” she shrieked. She couldn’t even flap her wings anymore, it hurt, it hurt too much to bear. There was so much blood.
“Oh, we’ll get away alright,” one of the hounds sneered. “Once the masters get here and you’re properly captured. They’ll be so pleased with us.”
“We’ll have a feast tonight for sure,” another added, excitedly wagging its tail while Zipporah was panting with exertion and fighting for her life. “Maybe even some bird meat.”
It didn’t take long for the humans to catch up. They surrounded Zipporah like wild hyenas, cackling at her predicament.
“You were right, it’s a female.”
“The breeding farm it is, then.”
“I wonder what its eggs will be like.”
“Pricey, that’s what.”
Zipporah was let go by the hounds and she tried to struggle, but a blanket-like thing was immediately wrapped around her, restraining her arms and wings. “Stop,” she begged. “Stop, please, it hurts!”
“Who cares?” the human who yanked her up onto her broken ankle asked with a grin. “You’ll be in pain for the rest of your life; you’ll get used to it.”
Zipporah was unceremoniously thrown onto a truck, and she suddenly realised these hunters were professionals. The back was filled with other lumiilia, restrained just like her, crying or in various stages of resignation.
Then the doors were closed and Zipporah was thrust into darkness.
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tags: @whumpsday @kabie-whump
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urlocalwhumper · 19 hours
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potential bird story facts
tw pregnancy, miscarriage, noncon, noncon bodymod, captivity, severe dehumanisation, magical whump, winged whumpee, multiple whumpees, forced breeding
the avian creatures are called lumiili. plural lumiilia
lumiilia spawn in the enchanted forest all on their own, without any sex or impregnation needed, and they arrive as miniature versions of their later fully formed self. they take about 5-8 years to mature
when a new lumiili is born, a bunch of the community members band together to name and then raise the baby
lumiilia eat mostly seeds and plants and fruits, but occasionally they partake in scavenging like vultures
sex, impregnation and egg laying is just a bonding activity many lumiilia partake in for the fun of it. because there’s no living being inside the egg, it never hatches, and most couples just keep it around as a comfort item. breaking the egg to get out the substance within is not something any lumiilia do, and it’s devastating for them to see their eggs broken
pregnancy is painful, comes with many of the same side effects as a human pregnancy (aches and pains, nausea, vomiting, food cravings and aversions, heartburn, extreme mood swings, exhaustion, itching, dizziness, fainting, swelling, fatigue, shortness of breath), but has some other unique effects like causing a lumiili to have swelling specifically in their breasts, an area that’s underdeveloped given they never have to breastfeed
miscarriages can happen and they cause excessive bleeding and horrible cramps. they don’t come with a loss of an offspring but they’re just as devastating
lumiilia are polyamorous by nature and there’s a mostly equal split between females who keep multiple male partners and males who keep multiple female partners. or females who keep female partners. or males who keep male partners. or females who keep both female and male partners. or males who keep both female and male partners. sometimes those partners are also bonded with each other. there are huge polycules
when a lumiili is interested only in the same sex but they want to have an egg anyway, it’s not uncommon for them to seek out someone from the opposite sex solely for impregnation reasons. it’s not frowned upon at all
outside of the enchanted forest, lumiilia are seen as something between animals and humans, as a result they’re severely dehumanised and often referred to as “it”
hunting lumiilia is a dangerous endeavour, since humans need to venture into the enchanted forest where they spawn. most humans keep hounds specifically for lumiili-hunting that are a hybrid specifically bred for that purpose (they look like a cross between wolves and humans, extremely loyal, extremely sturdy, and super persistent)
lumiilia are hunted for their feathers, their eggs, their meat — there are several specific types of farms set up to take advantage of them, most of them in or around the enchanted forest they come from. many lumiilia never want to leave the forest for that reason, they’re scared that they’ll be shot down as soon as they step foot outside
on breeding farms, lumiilia are kept in cages and very close together to spare space, and the females are pregnant most of the time. they don’t get any medication for it, they’re forced to suffer through the entire ordeal without a partner to support them and proper help for laying eggs
the changes their body go through as a result of constantly being kept pregnant can cause symptoms similar to a human experiencing dysphoria
female lumiilia go into heat every month unless they’re currently pregnant
lumiilia can get pregnant from both other lumiilia and humans — the substance within their eggs varies between the two cases. when a lumiili mates with another lumiili, it produces a substance that’s rarer and more precious, but lumiili/human eggs can also be sold for a nice profit
male lumiilia on breeding farms are called studs, just like with any other animal
when lumiilia need to be weighed, they’re put into straightjackets to keep them from flying away
straightjackets are honestly a common occurrence because many lumiilia are dangers to themselves
to prevent them from flying away, most owners clip their lumiilia’s wings, but in some extreme cases, owners have been known to cut their wings off entirely
@kabie-whump u said to tag u so i am tagging u
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urlocalwhumper · 19 hours
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i don't know what your opinions on omegaverse are (seems very polarizing) but when you first brought up having pregnancy whump without having to write kids it just made me think of this very specific omegaverse AU i made for the same purpse lmfao. (i ain't even opposed to writing kids i just didn't feel like it)
essentially, there was some vague fertility crisis that led to all omegas being basically treated as breeding factories. kept in facilities and just constantly pumping out babies until they couldn't anymore, for whatever reason that may be. they were marginally less dehumanized than your avian whumpees, but by that i just mean they weren’t crammed into cages 24/7 like animals. their daily lives were honestly closer to being in prison, with a structured schedule and rigid restrictions on where they could go and what they could do.
it was also very nakedly my omega/omega whumpee/whumpee indulgence AU bc those two things are my very specific niches lmfao. there are lots of romantic relationships within the facilities, the staff don't really care because it's not interfering with anything and makes the omegas somewhat less likely to attempt suicide (unfortunately a pretty common occurrence) so whatever.
whoops sorry that was more infodump than i meant haha lol. just figured i'd share since your idea reminded me of this AU i made a while ago
UR SO CORRECT. i debated going the a/b/o route but that still was too close to child bearing for my taste so i just didnt. but it was definitely Inspired by omegaverse.
btw i love omegaverse. specifically i love the going into heat aspect, so i'll prob carry that over to my avian whumpee stuff
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urlocalwhumper · 20 hours
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mary as a captive harpy... pretty birdie
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urlocalwhumper · 20 hours
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OK AWESOME LMFAO i always feel like i'm taking a huge gamble whenever i bring up omegaverse outside of specifically nsfw spaces, and even then its a tossup
i also. have more infodump. if u don't mind. the curse of being too self conscious to post shit unprompted and then just word vomiting the second i get the opportunity
once they aren't able to have children anymore, the omegas in the facility can choose to either stay and work as staff there, or try their hand at living out in the world. but considering most of them are either old, sick, or both, plus having no idea how to live normally, its barely a real choice
almost all staff that are meant to interact with the "residents" (as they call them) are betas. and almost all staff that aren't meant to interact with the residents are the aforementioned omegas who aren't fertile anymore
there are no alpha staff. the only time alphas are allowed in is when one of the omegas goes into heat and its time to breed. otherwise they are kept out, for safety reasons
the omegas do not raise their own children. the babies are taken almost immediately after birth and given to an alpha or beta couple to raise. unless the baby is an omega, in which they are raised in a different facility until they're old enough to be moved to the main one.
the omegas do name their children, though. although its not guaranteed the child will keep that name. its more like a shelter pet's name - you have to call them something, and once they're adopted, their new parents can decide whether to keep the name or call them something else instead
like i mentioned, suicide attempts are common. but successes are rare. staff noticed that the rate is significantly lower amongst residents with partners or otherwise close relationships, which is why they both allow and even somewhat encourage them
the omegas in the facilities are physically well taken care of, but the majority of them are, unsurprisingly, mental wrecks. there's generally 3 categories you can fit the average resident in. the ones desperately trying to see the silver lining and pretend everything is fine, the suicide risks, and the ones who have mentally checked out and are just going through the motions. most residents become the 3rd kind eventually
(@urlocalwhumper)
i don't know what your opinions on omegaverse are (seems very polarizing) but when you first brought up having pregnancy whump without having to write kids it just made me think of this very specific omegaverse AU i made for the same purpse lmfao. (i ain't even opposed to writing kids i just didn't feel like it)
essentially, there was some vague fertility crisis that led to all omegas being basically treated as breeding factories. kept in facilities and just constantly pumping out babies until they couldn't anymore, for whatever reason that may be. they were marginally less dehumanized than your avian whumpees, but by that i just mean they weren’t crammed into cages 24/7 like animals. their daily lives were honestly closer to being in prison, with a structured schedule and rigid restrictions on where they could go and what they could do.
it was also very nakedly my omega/omega whumpee/whumpee indulgence AU bc those two things are my very specific niches lmfao. there are lots of romantic relationships within the facilities, the staff don't really care because it's not interfering with anything and makes the omegas somewhat less likely to attempt suicide (unfortunately a pretty common occurrence) so whatever.
whoops sorry that was more infodump than i meant haha lol. just figured i'd share since your idea reminded me of this AU i made a while ago
UR SO CORRECT. i debated going the a/b/o route but that still was too close to child bearing for my taste so i just didnt. but it was definitely Inspired by omegaverse.
btw i love omegaverse. specifically i love the going into heat aspect, so i'll prob carry that over to my avian whumpee stuff
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urlocalwhumper · 23 hours
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whumpee can't even tell if whumper has drugged them or if the constant, intense torture has just pushed their mind too far that nothing seems real.
they hear screams that they can only assume are theirs. they see blood, too much blood. their body is wracked with sensations, but they're too detatched to process it as pain. or as their own.
and when a flood of strangers enter the room, with noise and lights, and lift whumpee's broken body onto a stretcher, whumpee assumes that it has to be a hallucination their dying mind created.
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urlocalwhumper · 1 day
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I think we need to torture more girls
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urlocalwhumper · 1 day
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WHUMPER-DUMPS ASK GAME
What got you into whump?
What is your favourite type of whump?
Least favourite type of whump?
What do you wish you saw more in this community?
Whumper turned Whumpee or Whumpee turned Whumper?
Do you listen to anything while writing/drawing whump? If it’s music, what genre do you typically listen to?
Emotional or physical whump?
Opinion on whump without a whumper? Ex: Whumpee falling into an ice-cold river and getting hypothermia.
Opinion on illness whump?
Have you ever experienced anything you put your whumpees through?
Favourite whump blogs?
Favourite type of whumper?
Favourite type of whumpee?
Favourite type of caretaker?
How many whump related ocs do you have? How many have you posted?
What made you create this blog? Do you have any regrets/things you wish you did differently?
Freebie! Ask me anything.
Do you prefer visual whump or written whump? Any reason why?
Opinion on all hurt no comfort?
Opinion on little hurt all comfort?
Platonic or romantic whump?
Most controversial whump opinion?
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urlocalwhumper · 3 days
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Gimme the most heart wrenching Caretaker/Whumpee interaction you can think of, I have writers block 😭
tw: character death
caretaker holding a dying whumpee's hand and, knowing whumpee isn't going to make it out alive, gently saying in a comforting voice that they can let go now, and that the place they're going is so much warmer and no one is ever going to hurt them anymore. they don't have to be scared anymore.
one last gentle kiss on whumpee's forehead, then caretaker helps close whumpee's eyes for them as whumpee goes limp and lifeless in caretaker's arms.
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urlocalwhumper · 4 days
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vampire caretaker feels like an absolute piece of shit for feeding off of human whumpee, even though human whumpee has expressed being fine with it several times. but caretaker still worries - that whumpee is only complying because they're afraid not to, or because they feel obligated to repay caretaker for saving them, that whumpee really isn't okay with being fed on and caretaker has become just as bad as whumper. they need to feed off whumpee to live, but god they hate themself for it every time
content: vampire caretaker, consensual biting, comfort
Whumpee dabbed away the blood from their neck with a paper towel, then gently applied some antiseptic cream. They couldn’t see their friend in the mirror, but they could just sense that their mood had plummeted again.
“Caretaker…” they sighed as they turned around. “Stop moping.”
Caretaker didn’t even look at them. “How can you say that? I just bit you.”
“Consensually. I agreed to be bitten.”
“How can you agree to something like that?” they snapped. “If I don’t drink, I’ll die! Neither of us get a real choice in this!”
Whumpee rolled their eyes. “Even if the only consequence was some mild discomfort, I’d still let you drink. Maybe even if there was no consequence at all.”
“You don’t know that.”
“I’m not a child. I can decide who to give my blood to.” They walked over to their dejected companion and cupped their face. “And I choose to give it to you, okay? Tonight, tomorrow night, all the nights I have left. Because you’re my friend and I love you dearly.” They let go and stepped away, grabbing the roll of bandages. “Now, come help me with this part.”
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urlocalwhumper · 6 days
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Presumed Dead
This might be a niche interest but personally I love when a kidnapped character has been mia for months, maybe even a few years, to the point when everyone else in their life has basically run out of gas trying to find them. They've tried everything. No leads. The authorities have stopped searching, everyone has called it quits. They've all mourned and grieved and cried, but basically they've all started trying to pick up the pieces and move on with their lives.
Only for the bad guy who captured the kidnapped character to whip them out as the ace up their sleeve in a negotiation when their own back is up against the wall. And not even prefacing it with a "Would you like your friend back?" or a "What would you do if I told you X was still alive?" Just showing up to the negotiation with X in tow, bound and gagged and in what is clearly an agonizing amount of pain, but somehow they're still breathing, after all this time...
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urlocalwhumper · 8 days
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What if I want whump but like. Comfort. Comfort whump. No no not fluff, I need the zing!! I need the fascination of an awful relationship but like. Comforting. Yes they kidnapped them but like... put them in a comfy bed. With the big floofy sheets and weighted blankets. Yes... yes... the head pats... No it's controlling I swear. They kidnapped them this is whump I promise they’re scared (they’re just also so content and warm)
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urlocalwhumper · 9 days
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[RUINING THE LIVES OF PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT REAL] i am playing. With my touys
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urlocalwhumper · 10 days
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oh my favorite trope? two people who go through something so unique and agonizing and entirely beyond words that they have no choice but to create a bond that transcends all other types of love, thus acting as the sole point of understanding for the other person in a world that cannot fathom what they’ve been through
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urlocalwhumper · 19 days
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a soldier's spouse is given the worst surprise possible - an officer on their doorstep informing them that their spouse is dead.
they barely even give the officer time to give the whole "they served with honor" yadda yadda speech before they start lashing out in anger and grief. resentment too, because their spouse was drafted - they didn't want to go, but they were forced to anyways, and now they're dead. and now this prick is trying to make it sound like they made some honorable sacrifice rather than being shipped off to die against their will.
i just... really like grief making people angry.
content: lashing out, major character death, military setting
Whumpee had already known. Even before they stood up from the couch to rush to the door, even before they opened it, they'd already known. They'd known it would be that stupid fucking officer standing in their doorway instead of their beloved spouse.
"What is it?" they asked, their voice shaky and small. "What's going on?"
"Can I come in?" Honestly, Whumpee wanted to say no. They wanted to yell at them and tell them to fuck off, they'd stolen their spouse from them, where the fuck was their spouse?
"Of course," they said instead, stepping aside and motioning to the sofa. "Take a seat."
"Thank you."
"Anything to drink?" They felt like they were on autopilot, like the voice coming out of their mouth wasn't even their own. "Water, coffee..."
"No, thank you. Just take a seat, please. What I'm about to say will undoubtedly be... difficult to hear."
Whumpee's hands were shaking relentlessly. Their entire body was trembling in horrible anticipation. They knew. They already knew. "What's the matter?" they asked, a foolish part of them still hoping they wouldn't be told such horrific news.
"Your spouse passed away in our hospital just a couple hours ago," the officer said softly. "They had sustained a lethal injury on the battlefield, and we couldn't give them treatment fast enough. There was no time to call you in so you could say goodbye. I'm really sorry."
Whumpee could barely feel the tears trickling down their numb cheeks. "What?"
"They served with honour—"
"What the fuck did you just say? What do you mean they're dead? They can't be dead!" Whumpee stood up from their seat, yelling at the stupid fucking soldier that had played a part in killing their spouse. "They didn't even want to be there! You forced them to be there! And now you've killed them?"
"Mx, please—"
"You killed them!" they screamed. "You killed them! You took them away from me! How can you show your face here after you've done this?"
The officer stood up as well, still trying to diffuse the situation. "Mx, I assure you—"
"Don't assure me of anything! Get out! Get out of my house! Get out!"
The monster eventually had no choice but to oblige, still going on and on about an 'honourable death' even while they were walking towards the front door. Whumpee slammed it shut behind them so hard that the windows rattled.
Gone.
Their spouse was gone.
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