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Frozen Tears

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. 

Barefoot Whumpees

Being barefoot is vulnerable, particularly in a culture that doesn't require people to remove shoes when they enter a house.

Think about the intimacy and control involved with stripping someone of their shoes and socks. It's the last bit of protection.

Cold Floors

Rough Terrain

Dry, cracked, or bleeding feet.

Whumpee held captive in a cell and unconscious from the infected wound on their side. Whumper coming in and apathetically pouring alcohol/antiseptic on it. Whumpee screaming themselves awake, their body writhing from the agonizing pain.

OR

Whumpee slouched against a wall with a hand pressed to their wound, blood seeping through their fingers. Caretaker coming over with a rag, a bottle of antiseptic, and gauze. Apologizing to Whumpee but that it needs to be done. As the wound is disinfected, Whumpee throws their head back against the wall with a hoarse shout, losing consciousness as a single tear falls from beneath their lashes.

Whumptober #3

Trope of the day: impaled

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“Oh fuck …” Whumpee looks at his shaky, blood smeared hand and his breath catches in his throat as caretaker’s hands work on his body.

“It’s okay, you’re okay. At least … kinda,” the older mumbles as he helps whumpee move his legs to lay more comfortably. Whumpee knows that this is a lie, but he doesn’t comment it. Even if he wanted to, his mouth doesn’t even open.

That doesn’t stop him from whimpering when caretaker moves his shirt up, brushing against the knife still sticking in his abdomen. “Fuck, I know it hurts, I’m sorry.” The words ring in his ears, as he manages to give him a little nod. He knows he doesn’t want to hurt him. He never does and that makes caretaker special … at least in his sad example of a life.

His hands move unconsciously, fingers brushing against the object in his body, which makes him panic a bit. Gone. He wants it gone. In his pain-filled delirium, whumpee tries to take the knife out, but caretaker quickly grabs his hand, holding it in his own.

“Hey, look at me. Look at me, whumpee. That’s good. Good. We have to leave it in, otherwise you’ll bleed out before the fucking ambulance has the chance to come pick you up. Yes, I know it hurts, and I’m so sorry, but you have to wait just a little bit longer,” caretaker explains and his thumb circles over whumpee’s pale hand and he gives it a quick kiss. “Hold onto my hand, squeeze it, if it helps, but keep your fingers from that knife.”

Whumpee holds onto caretaker like a lifeline.

hero keeping villain as a trophy, showing them off at parties and letting anyone do whatever they want to them

Whumpee breaking things in whumper's house as an act of defiance.

Whumper watching and waiting patiently for it to end, drink in their hand, smiling as they think of how much fun will punishment be.

Whumpee locked in a deep freezer as a punishment.

"Stop! Stop it! Get AWAY from them!" The Caretaker thrashed wildly in their binds, ropes cutting into their wrists.

The whumper didn't spare them a glance.

They only had eyes for the trembling figure in front of them.

The whumpee's knees were pulled up to their chest, eyes wide with fear.

"Get away, don't touch them! Don't fucking touch-"

"It would be better for your friend if you kept your mouth shut from now on."

Whumpees been taken for ransom from right under caretaker’s nose. Weeks pass before they get the call with demands for a chance at getting them back.

But caretaker will hear none of it until they hear whumpee’s voice over the phone.

“Whumpee are you okay?! Have they hurt you?” They cry over the phone. 

“….”

“I’m alive.”

OMG

whumpee being kept as just a blood source~

it’s just so much more dehumanizing, getting tossed around and kept restrained and covered in bruises and bite marks all the time, always on the precipice of deleriousness from the constant blood loss. weak and angry and desperate but too drained of blood and energy to do anything but snarl and struggle weakly against the ropes that keeps their hands behind them

Loooove a whumpee who slurs their words ❤️ Maybe they're drugged, drunk, concussed, delirious, semiconscious or just exhausted, who knows? It's good stuff

A feral whumpee that attacks anyone that comes near them- except for the whumper, as they’re the only person they’re scared of. People that try to help the whumpee are usually hurt by them, and are usually repelled by this behavior.

When whumpee is already kneeling and whumper hits them, hard, causing them to fall to the ground

Bonus points if they're manhandled back to their knees

A fun whump aesthetic: a character being helped out of heavy plate armor

Is it done fast, blood-slick fingers pulling at straps and hastily undoing buckles, the pieces thrown carelessly aside to be picked up later, time is running out and they need to get all that metal out of the way to treat the wound underneath?

Or slowly, gently, telling the character that shh, they can rest now, they've done their part and done it well, others will take it from here?

Harshly, on a captured enemy knight, forcibly stripping them of first their weapons and then their armor as they're fighting back tooth and nail, to put them in chains afterwards, vulnerable without their armor in the light, sweat-drenched shirt and arming jacket and breeches they wear underneath?

The team watching their weakest and youngest be tortured by whumper, whumpee’s screams echoing against the walls as they beg for them to stop.

Vs

The team watching their stoic leader be tortured by whumper, swallowing down their pain with grunts and gasps, which only angers whumper further.

Having a cliche/typical medieval fantasy setting for my whump OCs is something I feel like I haven’t been using to my advantage enough

- bear traps/animal attacks/other wildlife or nature related whump

- and related, attacks from magical or mythical animals/beasts

- arrow and sword wounds, bringing about infection and fever

- treating injuries without painkillers

- healing magic that hurts, both the person being healed and/or the person healing them (magical exhaustion or taking on the injured person’s pain in order to heal them or similar)

- magic whump, just in general (mind control? poisons, spells that hurt/cause damage to the user, curses and cursed items etc)

- dungeons???

whump tropes 11/100

when whumpee is surrendering to enemy soldiers or opponents, and instead of just politely cuffing whumpee's hands behind his back and hauling him off, they shove him facedown in the dirt, mud, gravel, or wet sand first.

and then someone's boot ends up on his face, neck, or back, leaning down hard.

Tie your whumpee up by their wrists, rough rope digging into their skin. Then whip them, over and over, until their legs give out and they slump against the post. Until each breath is a ragged, desperate gasp, until the world spins around them and stars to fade in and out of focus, until all they can hear is the snap of the whip and their own blood dripping on the ground.

🤤🤤🤤🤤

【腐】団長と兵長 by 炭谷 || please do not remove source

Whumper dumping whumpee in some secluded alleyway one night, stating they're bored with them and quickly driving away.

In their dazed state, whumpee begins staggering through the dark, with just one thought in their mind:

"I need to get to caretaker's house"

Injury Prompts #952

Needle to the neck

Injury Prompt #996

Chased while injured

Injury Prompt #1004

Held by the neck

Injury Prompt #1025

whipped on the back

Injury Prompt #1026

Strangled by a cord

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