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Caretaker and whumpee have been captured together and whumpee has endured sever torture sessions and beatings, while whumper has not even laid a finger on caretaker.

Finally after long days of captivity, caretaker finds a escape route and makes a perfect plan. But whumpee is too weak and unable to run. So caretaker leaves on their own. They promise that they'll be back, that they'll save whumpee. And they run. they run for their life and for whumpee's. They run, memorizing the way as they do, and as soon as they see a passenger, they beg them to call the police.

The police comes and Caretaker leads them to whumper's place, their mind finally at peace, cause their dear whumpee is going to be safe, finally.

But as the officers kick down the door, fear creeps inside them, leaving them shaking and unable to breath. they mutter" I swear... i swear it was here! where... where did they go?"

They turn and meet the officers unfaithfull gaze. They yell" You have to belive me it was right here! they were here! my friend, whumpee, they have him! you have to help him! ypu have to!"

The officers exchange unbelieving glances with each other and caretaker fall onto their knees on the hard, cold floor, tears streaming down their face as they shake and call for whumpee.

The door to whumper's lair completly open, showing rooms empty of furniture, lacking any sign of residents.

Caretaker had been fast; but not fast enough.

They were gone.

Whumpee was gone.

And also any chance of saving him.

#Oh how he wishes he had carried whumpee out with themselves #whump #whumpee #whumper #whump prompt #whump tropes #writing #whump ideas #caretaker #whump scenario #whump inspiration #running #escape attempt #kind failed

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whipping, forced to watch , the youngest whump 👀

Reblog or reply with the trope that gives you the most whumperflies.

I'll go first: Painful transformations.

#whump #whump tropes #whumperflies #whump community

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But why stop there? Tie the noose around their hands and gallop, drag them along.

No one cares if they get a few broken ribs.

I realize I shall probably have to make it myself, but I wanna see more of someone who's been captured, either enemy of the state or rebel or villain I don't care. Forced to walk behind their captors horses or carriage or whatever, arms bound and a noose tied around their neck as a lead attached to the back, risking getting dragged if they go to slow or stop, going for miles and miles with barely enough water or breaks the entire way. Being prodded and mocked by his captors, and more so by the people of the city their dragged to. Are they stubborn, and hold the self up tall and proud as they can or are they humiliated, fearful? What's going through their head? Are they lashing out or cowering?

I want more of this

#whump ideas #whump #broken ribs #whumpee

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Obsessed with whipping atm. Being left tied outside to the elements after being whipped -- and to the mercy of the taunts and cruelty of whoever else may be around. The way they can't move an inch without pain, and how it spreads out to their legs and shoulders and neck. The way that even if they're rescued, they can't lie on their back or side until the wounds have healed and have to rest on their front completely still. The way the scars still tug at their skin even long after they've healed over.

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"you saw your own darkness and let it destroy you." WHEN I TELL YOU I SCREAMEDDDD

Villain: “You and I are very much alike, you know.”

Hero: “I realize that.”

Villain: “Doesn’t that trouble you?”

Hero: “Why would it? I share most of my genome with sewer rats.”

#hero #villain #villain x hero #hero x villain #scenario

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warnings in the tags!

Whumper digging two of their fingers into whumpee's wound, taking it out and licking the blood off of their fingers while whumpee cries out in pain.

#tw blood #blood #blood licking #woumd peneteration #wound #whump #whumpee #whumper #whump prompt #whump tropes #writing #whump ideas #caretaker #whump scenario #whump inspiration #stab wound #gunshot woumd

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defiant whumpee throwing fists at everyone and everything, eventually succeeds to break both of his hands and bruise every single knuckle.

and when caretaker sees it they are like: I'm going to kill the person that has dared to do this to you.

whumpee: actually i did it myself

whumpee: plot twist haha

#i think caretaker needs a break #whump #whumper #whump prompt #whump tropes #writing #whump ideas #caretaker #whump scenario #whump inspiration

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idk about you but i really like it when whumper is like waterboarding whumpee or holding his head under the water or holding him down in a bathtub and the blood on his clothes/ body just washes away. maybe all of it, maybe a little bit. or if the water isn't running, ( whumpee is in a bathtub or something) the blood will spread in the water and whumpee kinda stires it when he moves and struggles to get out of the tub.

Its just so aesthetically pleasing

#whumpee #whump #whumper #whump prompt #whump tropes #writing #whump ideas #caretaker #whump scenario #whump inspiration #waterboarding #drowning #blood

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Passed out whumpee's shirt is covered in so much of his enemies blood and his own that caretaker has no idea which part of their body is bleeding so they take his shirt off.

#whump #whumpee #caretaker #whumper #whump prompt #whump tropes #whump ideas #whump scenario #whump inspiration #caretaking #writing

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yess i realy like the caretaker part

and i love to think that when whumpee is being treated/hurted by whumper he compares it to the gentle touch of caretaker and how they used to be so considerate and attentive to his wounds and just ... arhskjdnsn

Let your whumper handle whumpee's wounds in the sloppiest way possible.

Oh, it's a gunshot? make them take the bullet out with their bare hands and fingers.( i dont even know if that's possible but like let them try anyway)

Is it a wound that needs to be stiched? make the stiches so uneven that the scar would be 10 times uglier than it would have been. if it was treated better.

an infection? instead of trying to heal it have them just cut it off.

Bandage the wounds messy and do not wipe the big blood stain. Do not change the bandage when it's needed. Do not even use the right material to bandage it in the first place.

And you know what the best thing would be? they know how to do it right. They have both the knowledge and the experience to remove a bullet, stich a wound or set a bone, they just dont think that whumpee is worth the effort and they certainly do not fail to tell him that.

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Let your whumper handle whumpee's wounds in the sloppiest way possible.

Oh, it's a gunshot? make them take the bullet out with their bare hands and fingers.( i dont even know if that's possible but like let them try anyway)

Is it a wound that needs to be stiched? make the stiches so uneven that the scar would be 10 times uglier than it would have been. if it was treated better.

an infection? instead of trying to heal it have them just cut it off.

Bandage the wounds messy and do not wipe the big blood stain. Do not change the bandage when it's needed. Do not even use the right material to bandage it in the first place.

And you know what the best thing would be? they know how to do it right. They have both the knowledge and the experience to remove a bullet, stich a wound or set a bone, they just dont think that whumpee is worth the effort and they certainly do not fail to tell him that.

#whump #whumpee #whumper #whump prompt #whump scenario #caretaking #writing

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Once he was a prince…

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head empty just whumpee going " I'm cold." while experiencing sever blood loss

#whumpee #whump #whump prompt #whump tropes #whump ideas #whump inspiration #whump quotes

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this is like the best thing I've ever read.

I fucking love it when whumper uses whumpee to get under the leader's skin.

Forced to Listen

(CW: creepy whumper, whipping, (no noncon))

It wasn’t Team Leader’s first time being captured, nor their second or third. They were somewhat used to the drill by this time around; something went astray on a mission, they woke up chained to a wall or chair or table, probably beaten, then rescued in the following days. Their team was unusually good at tracking, so when Team Leader opened their heavy eyes to find themself in a white tile cell, three walls and some thick bars and no restrains in sight, they were less worried than each time before. That’s their first mistake, they thought. They would be back with their team before Friday’s pizza night.

It was the sound of groaning and whimpering that perked their ears slightly. Another person, they figured, just another rescue. It was when they spoke that Team Leader felt chills run over their arms and the back of their neck.

“Hello?” Whumpee called, “Is anyone there?”

“Whumpee?” Team Leader’s voice was steady, even as their heart thumped. “Hey, don’t worry, the team is gonna get us out of here in no time.”

“Team Leader?” Whumpee’s feet thumped on the ground, and they reached an arm out toward the cell next to them, and Team Leader could only see from their bruised wrist down to a knobby elbow. “What’s going on? I feel groggy and sick.”

“We got taken.” Team Leader gripped their teammates hand tightly, squeezing their reassurance. “It’s fine, it’s okay, they’ll find us in no time. But you gotta keep your arm in your cell, and when people come in, stay quiet. Let me do the talking.”

As if cued up, there was a loud sliding and slamming of a door, and the bruised arm disappeared back into its cell. Team Leader stood tall and close to the bars of the cell, listening as Whumpee backed away. As Whumper and a few men entered the cell block, Team Leader stood their ground, crossing their arms and demanding the attention they hoped to keep from Whumpee.

“Team Leader, the infamous Team Leader.” Whumper drawled, approaching the cell. “You’re a hard one to find, you know that? Even harder to capture.”

“What do you want?” Team Leader asked, despite knowing exactly what they wanted; information.

“You know what I want, and you brought such a pretty friend to give it to me.” Whumper strode to the second cell as they spoke, tracing the bars with their fingertips. “They’re gorgeous, you know, but I swear they get younger every time I see them.”

Team Leader could only press themself to the bars to see a part of Whumper, hear them tapping lightly on the metal, smell their heavy cologne. Team Leader knew what not to give away, but their heart leapt to their throat when Whumper began sorting through a key ring.

“Whumpee, don’t say a fuckin’ thing.” Team Leader barked, only able to listen as people piled into the closest cell. “They’ll kill you as soon as you do.”

“Aw, what a baby face.” Whumper spoke smoothly, their voice low as if speaking with a lover. “You’re so pretty, you know that? Don’t worry, I won’t touch your face.”

Team Leader wanted to strangle them. Whumpee was young, just old enough to be on the team. This was one of their first missions, only because they had a few people sick, and Team Leader didn’t have much faith in their pain tolerance. It was one thing to take a class, watch a movie, or read a textbook about enduring torture. It was another to actually live it.

There was some sort of commotion, some grunting and shuffling before it was quiet again, the only sound was the tired panting of Whumpee. Team Leader would know it anywhere.

“Now, friend, I know you can’t see,” Whumper spoke, Team Leaders blood pumping loudly in their ears. “But we’re going to get your teammate here acquainted with my friend, leave them with some beautiful marks. If you want to tell us anything, just say so, we’ll take a little break.”

It was only a few seconds of silence before a crack rang through the air, followed by a gasping scream. The cry was wet, gargled slightly as if choked by saliva, and Team Leader could feel their entire body go rigid. Even they themself hadn’t been on the tail end of a whip, and by the sound of it, Whumper wasn’t starting gently.

Another followed after, the crack followed by a quieter, but longer cry. It repeated, until the cries were blubbering and running together. Team Leader was gripping the bars, white knuckles popping against the strain. Crack, whimpering, Whumpee’s breathing shallowing and huffing.

Everything echoed across the cell block, making Team Leader itch for violence. They could imagine every way they could hurt Whumper and the men helping. They would skin Whumper alive, no- break every bone in their body, no- cut out their tongue and their fingers and their feet. The violent train of thought was interrupted by a silence filled only by shuddering cries.

“Anything to say, Team Leader?” Whumper’s voice bounced from the tiles.

“I’m going to fucking kill you.”

“I’ll be back in a few hours, think hard.~” Whumper’s sing-song voice and heavy foot steps were all Team Leader could focus on until they came into view. The urge to reach through the bars and grab someone up, smash their face into the metal until they were only flesh and hair was nearly impossible to resist. The knowledge that the men would break the arms reaching through was the only deterrent.

Once they were gone, Team Leader reached around, offering their hand to the other side, where Whumpee had finished crying, making sounds of hissing pain and soft whimpers. It broke Team Leader’s heart.

“Hold my hand, Whumpee, please.” Team Leader pleaded, wrenching their eyes shut to squeeze the tears back. “Please.”

When a hand finally gripped their own, Team Leader held on, even as a hot stickiness covered their palm. They knew it was blood, even if they couldn’t see it, the coppery smell beginning to  permeate through the air.

“Team Leader, I-I didn’t break, you saw?” Whumpee was gasping, their hand quivering in the grip.

“I heard, Whumpee, I heard. You did so good.” Team Leader kept their voice steady, even when their eyes misted with tears. “We’re going to get out of here. And I’m going to fucking kill them.

Everytime I think something I write is going to flop, it’s always the one with the highest notes, and vice versa. Send asks if you’d like me to write ab something specific. Hope y’all enjoy thanks for the love

#whump #whumpee #whumper #whump tropes #whump things #whump scenario #whump caretaker #imprisoned whumpee #team leader #whump prompt #whip whump #forced to listen

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This, but instead of whumpee being happy cause he's family were his past whumpers, his happy that they got a fast death and didn't have to go through all the torture he has been receiving.

Cw: mentions of past abuse, whipping, death

Reactions to tragedy are vastly different from person to person. Whumper knew this and yet, they were still disappointed in what they got out of Whumpee when they showed them the video of them killing Whumpee’s family. Instead of screaming and crying or anger and wrenching at their chains, Whumpee sighed in relief and chuckled to themselves. This was the first keystone moment of their time together after the abduction and Whumper was utterly confused.

Pulling their belt off and whipping between each word out of pure, searing anger, Whumper asked “WHAT. THE. FUCK. IS. WRONG. WITH. YOU?”

Catching their breath, they again asked “What the fuck is wrong with you? I just showed you evidence that I murdered your family. Any normal person would be broken beyond belief. Why?”

Laughing, Whumpee uncurled themselves and took off their shirt to reveal a constellation of cuts and scars.

“You think I would miss the people who did this to me? The only reason I stayed with them was because I wasn’t ready to risk it on the streets.”

Whumper backed out of the room, trying to mask their emotions of disappointment and surprise. This one would be much harder to crack.

#whumpee #whump blog #whump ideas #whump #whump inspiration #whump tropes #whumper #whump community #tw death

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My heart goes for whumpees that dont have any mental trauma from their captivity ( either they have overcome it or they weren't effected in the first place) , but know that the physical impact of it never go away. Their hands will forever shake cause their fingers and wrists have been broken one too many times, they cannot walk without a cane cause their bones didn't heal right after they were crushed and they will never be able to take a breath without feeling a burn in their chest, cause their lungs had once been punctured with their broken ribs.

Just ... whumpees who overcome the mental aspects of their trauma but not the physical ones>>>

#whumpee #whump #whumper #whump prompt #whump tropes #whump ideas #caretaker #writing #physical trauma #mental trauma

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This is so gooood thank you for using my prompt❤🐘

I want whumpees who volunteer to be captured by whumper as a misson. To get information out of them or something like that. And then the team will come and rescue them, capturing whumper.

Whumpee thinks they knows how bad it's gonna be, everyone has been warning them about how awful and dangerous whumper can actually be and all the horrible things they have done, and whumpee thinks they will be able to endur it. For team's sake. For all of whumper's victims sake. Yes. They think they can handle it.

Just to let you know, they were WRONG.