I love a well informed whumper. I love watching that scene where we get to see the whumper's analysis of the good team and how they decide which members pose the biggest threats. I love seeing the whumper doing their homework, building a file on each of them, picking them and their skill sets and weaknesses apart to know who to target
Loooove a whumpee who slurs their words ❤️ Maybe they're drugged, drunk, concussed, delirious, semiconscious or just exhausted, who knows? It's good stuff
I love over-protective caretakers in social settings:
Placing themselves in front of whumpee to block a stranger’s approach.
Assigning a trusted person to act as whumpee's bodyguard while caretaker is away.
Taking responsibility for tracking and administering medication because they're worry whumpee might miss a dose.
Pulling whumpee out of conversations that seem to ask too many personal questions.
ok but couples who get whumped together! One is kidnapped, bound and gagged, and used as lure and bait to trap the other one. Whumper laids out whumpee to take out caretaker, and once caretaker sees their beloved in distress, once they remove the gag they hear "IT'S A TRAP" and it's all over for them. <3
Mindless thrashing against cold metal restraints. Desperate, screaming, but the agony doesn't stop. The whumper keeps going.
Just to see the tension. Just to watch the despair. Just to inflict as much suffering as possible.
Just to prove that they can.
Warnings: captivity, hypothermia, cold torture
“HELLO!” Whumpee shouted as they banged on the door to the cell they’d been thrown into hours ago. “PLEASE! ANYONE!”
They had been banging on the door for hours. Hours after Whumper had shoved them in here. Hours after they had walked every inch of the tiny cell looking for a way to escape. Hours after realizing if they didn’t get out of here soon, they would likely freeze.
“PLEASE!” They said as another shiver wracked their body. They were so cold. And so tired. But they couldn’t stop.
But they had to. It was becoming too hard to raise their fist to the door. Too hard to keep standing. As they slid down the door, rolling into a ball, they began to cry. It was hopeless.
Whumpee was too tired and cold to notice that their tears froze on their cheeks, beading their eyelashes with tiny icicles. They were too cold and tired to notice the camera pointed directly at them from an observation window. And they were too tired and cold to notice when the door finally opened.
when too much alcohol loosens their tongue
🌀 leaning heavily on your shoulder, they slur, “you have no idea how long i’ve wanted to kiss you,” and you freeze, unsure if they mean it or if it’s just the alcohol talking.
🌀 they’re giggling uncontrollably, cheeks flushed, when they suddenly blurt out, “you know, you’re the only person who makes me this happy.” the laughter fades, replaced by an earnest gaze that’s hard to dismiss.
🌀 stumbling over their words, they confess with a shy grin, “i think about you all the time.” their eyes widen like they didn’t mean to say that out loud, but there’s no taking it back now.
🌀 sitting together in the dim light of the bar, they lean in close and whisper, “i’ve been in love with you for ages.” you almost laugh it off, until you see the serious look in their eyes, even through the haze of alcohol.
🌀 drunkenly grabbing your hand and holding it against their chest, they mumble, “my heart always does this around you, you know.” you can feel the unsteady rhythm beneath your fingertips.
🌀 they’re rambling on about nothing in particular when, out of nowhere, they look at you and say, “i would give up anything just to see you smile every day.” it catches you so off guard that you don’t know how to respond.
🌀 as you’re helping them get home, they rest their head on your shoulder and murmur, “i’m not drunk enough to lie about loving you.” the words are soft and slurred, but the sincerity in their tone is unmistakable.
🌀 they keep repeating your name over and over, like they’re savoring the sound, before letting out a dreamy sigh and admitting, “i wish you knew how much i care.”
🌀 after a few too many drinks, they look at you with bleary eyes and say, “you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” there’s a hint of desperation in their voice, like they’ve been holding onto that truth for too long.
🌀 as they sway slightly on their feet, they confess, “i’d do anything for you.” you laugh and brush it off, but they shake their head stubbornly, grabbing your hand to make sure you’re listening.
🌀 they stumble closer, eyes half-lidded and voice soft, saying, “you’re the only person who’s ever made me feel like this.” their fingers graze your arm, like they need the contact to stay grounded.
🌀 leaning in a little too close, they confess with a shaky laugh, “i don’t want you to ever be with anyone else.” the words come out rushed, like they’ve been bottled up for far too long.
🌀 slurring slightly, they admit, “i thought i could get over you.” there’s a hint of sadness in their gaze as they meet your eyes, like they’re realizing the truth for the first time.
🌀 as they’re drifting off on the couch, they grab your hand and mumble, “promise me you’ll stay.” their grip tightens slightly, like they’re afraid you’ll let go if they don’t hold on.
"You're in the hospital. Remember?"
"We need to talk."
A group of Whumpers who kidnapped Whumpee for the sake of it The whumpers don't have a cell in their basement or a room dedicated to torture- No. These Whumpers simply throw Whumpee in their garage and keeps them tied up there As all these whumpers have their fun with Whumpee, it's all being recorded on handheld camera. The footage is shaky and grainy but the image of Whumpee all bloodied and bruised is unforgettable
Perhaps one of the Whumpers is more gentle towards Whumpee, sometimes they pause the recording and take the moment to take care of Whumpee's wounds. Giving them encouraging words and saying that they need Whumpee in tip top shape While another one of the Whumpers is truly sadistic, the worst one of them all. They love the look on Whumpee's face when they pull the hammer off the tool rack Just...whumpers who never really had a goal with Whumpee, they don't want a pet or anything, they just want a toy. A thing to hurt for the sake of it
❌ Whump Prompts | Fics ❌ Sebastien | Pagan 35 ❌ He / Him | Writer / Artist ❌
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