Turning The Whumpee’s Head

Ya know what’s nice?

Resignation.

A Whumpee who is eerily calm when they’re (re)captured. They accept the handcuffs. They hold out their hands and let themself be cuffed.

Or they just turn around when ordered and place their hands on their back. And they smile at their partner.

All the while their partner, friend, caretaker is losing it.

“You can’t do this!” they shout, straining against the henchmen holding them.

And Whumpee is not sure if it’s addressed to them or their captors.

Key

Whumper handcuffs Whumpee’s wrists behind their back and puts the key on a chain around Whumpee’s neck, where they can’t reach it.

This is more inspo from my disaster character, Arvin, than anything (I really put him through the ringer whenever I draw/write him), but I was wondering if you could possibly write a small blurb about a creepy/intimate Whumper with a heavily defiant, and stubborn Whumpee? Bonus points if a bed is involved.

(tw: tied to a bed, biting, muzzles, intimate whumper)

Whumpee glared at Whumper while they tugged at the restraints keeping them tied to the headboard, feeling like they were being burned alive under Whumper’s unforgiving gaze.

“Would you cut that out?” They snapped, tugging especially hard on the restraints. “You’re creeping me out. Stop staring at me, you freak.”

Whumper’s smile grew as they leaned on the doorframe, taking in Whumpee’s every move. “Nah.” They moved away from the doorframe and started walking to the bed. “You’re too fun to watch.”

Whumpee pushed themselves back as far as they could go, growling and trying to bite the hand that approached their jaw. Whumper took their hand away quickly, grinning. “Feisty,” they murmured, amused.

“Come any closer and I’ll bite your damn finger off,” Whumpee spat. They despised the restraints that were holding them back. It was the only thing keeping them from going all out on Whumper.

Whumper only chuckled and knelt down, searching around under the bed. “I’d love to see you try, my dear.”

Whumpee thrashed even more when they saw the muzzle in Whumper’s hand when they returned. “No! NO! Get that the fuck away from me!”

Whumper had to tackle Whumpee down to be able to secure the muzzle. They got bitten a few times in the process, earning Whumpee a swift backhand each time. Once the muzzle was fully secured, Whumper brushed their victim’s hair out of their face and admired the rage in their eyes.

“There we are. Beautiful.”

Whump: Pinning

Y’all… pinning is my jam.

Why are they being pinned? Is it so they can be handcuffed? So their caretaker can tend to the bleeding without getting kicked in the face? So they won’t pop their stitches for the second time? So the caretaker or whumper can get a clear shot with that scary syringe? So many possibilities, it’s practically endless…

The bolt of panic that races up their spine when they realize they can’t free themselves. The hopeless thrashing that ends up tiring them out way too fast. The heart-stopping fear when a solid weight settles on top of them, immovable as a mountain. When they have to sit there and take whatever is being dealt to them because they can’t move.

FEBUWHUMP2022 DAY 8, ALT 7: BLINDFOLDED

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CWs: creepy/intimate whumper, vague noncon touching, stress position

Whumpee is scared.

They try not to show it, but trapped in complete darkness, not knowing where or when Whumper is going to touch them next...it's hard. It's impossible, really, to hold back the gasps that come each time the monster's fingers trail over their back, and then disappear.

And then run over their chest, and gone again.

And then slide along the inside of their thigh, and again, gone.

Their mouth is free, but they promised, they promised themselves they wouldn't beg, just minutes ago when they'd heard the door open...

"You're really something else," Whumper tells them, and that makes them whimper again, helplessly, because this can't be happening. Not really. One moment they were on their way to Caretaker's, the next—

They don't know. They were just here, blindfolded and confused. But surely Caretaker will come for them. They will.

Whumper's breath ghosts over Whumpee's neck, and they flinch, swinging forward a bit, all their weight forced up on their aching tip toes, the rope around their wrists keeping them above their head cracking on whatever it's attached to.

"Wh...what do you want?" they ask finally, when they've gotten as steady as they can again, trying not to sound as desperate as they are.

Whumper takes Whumpee's chin in their hand, and pulls them forward, far too close.

They chuckle softly, as Whumpee wiggles, off-balance, and quietly say, "You."

Hiss

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10

Warnings: restraints; kidnapping; pet whump; blood; biting, defiant whumpee

Whumper surveyed their new pet as they knelt on the floor, their arms bound behind their back. Whumper was very pleased. This one was very….pretty. “Welcome, my pet.”

“Pet?” Whumpee tilted their head. “That’s a first.”

Whumper frowned. “Yes, pet. This may come as a–”

“Wait, like pet pet?”

Whumper took a slow breath. New pets always took training. This one was proving to be…difficult. “I am your master now. You will listen to me!”

Whumpee rolled their eyes. “Listening has never really been my thing.”

“Then you will learn,” Whumper sneered. They cast about for their crop. This one was testing their patience. 

“I’m assuming you would much rather a warm cuddly pet. Never had a dog. Mother abhorred all things with fur. The man who raised me, he had cats.” Whumpee continued to ramble on.

“What are you going on about, my pet?” Whumper asked as they snatched their riding crop from the desk.

Whumpee’s eyes grew wide as Whumper brought the crop close to Whumpee’s face. Whumper brought it under their chin, lifting it slightly. “I-I was just saying I don’t have much practice with pets.”

“Well, I can teach you, pet.” Whumper whispered. “You were around cats?”

“Sometimes. Not too often. My sister is allergic. But,” Whumpee’s blue eyes shined brightly as Whumper ran the crop down Whumpee’s body. “But I did have a pet once.”

Whumper cupped Whumpee’s face delicately, crop poised to strike if needed. “Oh? My pet had a pet? And tell me, pretty, what did you have?”

The blue eyes turned icy as Whumpee twisted in Whumper’s grasp. “Snakes.” Whumpee bit down on Whumper’s hand that cupped Whumpee’s face. Whumper howled and attempted to strike Whumpee with the crop, but Whumpee lunged forward, shifting Whumper off balance. 

The two of them fell into a heap on the ground, Whumpee thrashing violently as they continued to bite down on Whumper’s hand. Whumper’s pained shrieks drew the attention of their minions who flooded the room and one of the minions hooked two fingers in Whumpee’s nose forcing Whumpee to release Whumper. 

Whumper jumped up, snatched their crop and slapped Whumpee across the face. “That was a bad pet! How dare you bite your master!” They slapped Whumpee again. 

Icy blue eyes stared up at Whumper, defiant as ever. Whumpee licked the blood off their lips. Whumper’s blood. “Hiss hiss, motherfucker.”

Bad Dream

Warnings: kidnapping, torture, restraint, drugging, creepy/intimate whumper, hurt/aftermath

Whumpee woke slowly, their face aching from where Whumper had struck them. Their heart started racing. They tugged uselessly at the bindings. Hot tears leaked down their cheeks. 

“My Whumpee! You’re awake. Excellent.” Whumper’s footsteps stopped short of the edge of Whumpee’s bed. Whumpee could hear them, but not see them. “I’m thinking of trying something fun today!” Whumpee felt the bed shift. “It’ll be fun for all three of us.” Whumper remained out of sight. 

“Fun? How is this fun? I’m tied down. And not in the fun kind of way. Drugged, bound, and with you.”

“Come on, Whumpee, you like me.” There was an edge to Whumper’s voice.

“You’re right. I’m sorry, Whumper.” Whumpee swallowed and closed their eyes. 

“Keep your eyes open. You’re going to do as you’re told, Whumpee. From now on. And I won’t turn my attention to Teammate. You are mine. Mine. Do you hear me?”

“I’m not fucking yours.” The words tumbled out of Whumpee’s mouth before they could stop themselves. Before they could help and save themselves.

Whumper was in front of them again, slapping their face. “You are mine. And you will say that. Each time. Or I will do what I want with Teammate, and you will not like that. Are we clear, Whumpee?”

“Fuck you,” Whumpee spat in Whumper’s face. 

Dark eyes frowned down at Whumpee. “I did try to warn you. I know you aren’t stupid. Such fighting spirit. But you will come around, my Whumpee. And you will be mine. Always and forever.” Whumper lifted Whumpee roughly. Whumpee fought against Whumper weakly, the drugs still in their system. Whumper flipped Whumpee over so they could face the bound, gagged, and unconscious Teammate. 

“Now you have to watch me give Teammate the attention that I would have given you if you’d just complied.”

“No, no, no, wait. Wait! Whumper, wait!. I’ll be yours. Wait. Yours, right, that’s what you want to hear?” Whumpee desperately tried to get Whumper’s attention. 

“No, my Whumpee, that’s not how this works. I know you are trying to trick me,” Whumper wagged a long finger in Whumpee’s face. “You have to be punished for your disobedience. One day you’ll learn. And we have all the time in the world.” Whumper turned their loving gaze back to Teammate. “You know, teamwork makes the dream work.” Dark eyes glinted up at Whumpee. 

Whumpee jolted awake. It was dim in the room, the light coming from just beyond the door. Their nightmares had been getting progressively worse. The memories of what had happened infiltrating even moment of their waking and nonwaking hours. 

Caretaker walked in quietly. “Whumpee, you’re awake. Are you hungry?”

“No, thank you Caretaker. How long was I out for?”

“About six hours. You needed it, Whumpee. You’ve been fighting sleep for weeks.”

“Can’t sleep. Whumper’s there. Every time I close my eyes. It’s Whumper.”

Caretaker sat down on the edge of the bed. They held open their arms for Whumpee. “I’m here, Whumpee. And Whumper’s not. You’re safe.”

Whumpee bridged the gap between them, clutching at Caretaker’s shirt. Their tears were already flowing. They knew that. But it didn’t change the memories. It didn’t change that they relived every moment with Whumper every time they close their eyes. 

I would very much like to see Whumpee handcuffed to a chair and unable to stop Whumper as they slowly tighten coils of rope around their body. Loops of rope tied around their ankles and knees and thighs, binding them securely to the chair. Their mind being forced to accept the increasingly restricted movement, their breathing speeding up rapidly with each loop tied off. Rope pulled tight around their stomach and ribs and chest, maybe a few loops around their neck, the coarse rope biting into their skin as it's secured to the back of the chair, forcing their head just slightly back. Biceps next, arms pulled together behind them and cinched tight, then tied at the elbows and finally their wrists as the handcuffs are removed. Left to sit, completely bound and immobile, under Whumper's gaze and at their mercy.

Me // Whumpee // Whumper

Thought this was really fun and wanted to join in :>

I have no one to tag, but have a go if you see this <3

new whumpblr game:

make your regular self and yourself as a whumpee or whumper (whichever you relate to most) in this picrew! here’s me & me as a whumpee :)

idk who to tag, anyone feel free to jump in!

My Favorite Whump (or whump-y) Series

@whumpsday ‘s Jim and Kane

@/myrderi ‘s Moneymakers

@whumblr ‘s :

Home is Where the Hurt is

Custody Series

@painsandconfusion ‘s With You

@whump-world ‘s Deal with the Devil (NSFW)

@spookyboywhump ‘s Wren/Zander/Cain

@whumpshaped ‘s Deal with the Devil (crack whump)

@livelaughwhump ‘s Worthless

@whumpshaped ‘s Dimitri series

@whumpzone ‘s Linden and Colton (SOME NSFW)

Tomas and Rowe

@the-bloody-sadist ‘s Dancing with Death

@hurting-fictional-people ‘s Whumpee Betrays Caretaker

@whump-tr0pes ‘s Honor Bound

@whumpers-inc ‘s Who Wants To Be A Whumpee?

@thoughtsonhurtandcomfort ‘s Arrin and Alex (SOME NSFW)

@secretwhumplair ‘s No Warrior (some implied NSFW)

(also since this is gonna be ongoing and constantly edited pls lemme know if every time i edit it tags yall again and i’ll unlink the @‘s 😅💖)