Nsfwhump Prompts

Creepy/intimate whumper things

Using their belt to strangle whumpee

Digging their fingers into bruises

Gentle kisses that turn into bites

Telling Whumpee that they belong to them

Caressing Whumpee while they're tied up and blindfolded

Putting their fingers into Whumpee's mouth, knowing they're too afraid to bite

Placing a knife or gun in Whumpee's mouth

Slowly undressing Whumpee or making Whumpee undress themselves in front of Whumper

Telling Whumpee how good they look when they're bruised and bleeding

Kissing Whumpee's wounds

Licking the blood off from Whumpee's skin

Whispering Whumpee's dirty secrets into their ear while hurting them

Making Whumpee choose between being tortured and letting Whumper touch them

Whumper manipulating/killing anyone close to Whumpee to isolate them

god i love muzzles... do you have any other muzzle related hcs or posts?

I don't feel like going back and finding them all, so i'll write the brief version of the ones I remember down + some more:)

Content: Muzzles, captivity, dehumanisation, conditioning, vampire whumpee, starvation, gagged, pet whump, PTSD/trauma.

Whumper forcing Caretaker to muzzle Whumpee for them.

Whumpee doesn't want to take the muzzle off because they're conditioned to believe that they're dangerous.

Whumpee always having a muzzle on them because they'll bite chunks of skin off otherwise.

A vampire whumpee having to wear a muzzle for everyone's safety because they're so hungry that they can't control themselves.

The muzzle on Whumpee's face being so small that they can't physically open their mouths or breathe properly.

Whumpee secretly keeping the muzzle Whumper always used on them after their escape to feel some sort of normalcy in their new life.

Whumpee's muzzle also having a bit attached to it that sits in Whumpee's mouth when they've got it on.

Trying to pry the muzzle off the second Whumper isn't looking.

Caretaker having to throw the muzzle away within Whumpee's eyesight just so they know it's gone forever.

The heavy breathing Whumpee does through their nose because they can't open their mouth.

Whumper poking their finger through one of the holes in Whumpee's muzzles to tease them or yank them around.

Undue Punishments

For the bastards out there.

Things Whumpee can get in trouble for that’s literally not ever their fault.

Bleeding on the floor

Not being able to walk on a broken leg

Not being able to see something when Whumper’s blindfolded them

Throwing up their food when Whumper’s fucked with it or hit them wrong

Being ‘blemished’ by scars Whumper gave them

Being unable to come when called because they’re still restrained

Being too short/tall

Not responding / speaking clearly when Whumper's gagged them

Not contributing to the household income (literally kidnapped)

Hitting the ground too hard when Whumper shoves them

Bruising when hit

Knocking something down when Whupmer shoves them into it

Getting sick when Whumper hasn’t been taking care of them

Losing weight because Whumper doesn’t feed them regularly

Bleeding on their clothes

Fainting when malnourished

Being too obedient (boring)

Having nightmares

Passing out from pain, dehydration, or malnourishment

Crying when Whumper pepper sprays them

Passing out when strangled

Fighting/thrashing while being drowned

Bonus starter lines:

“P-lease please it’s n-not my fault-”

“Did I say you could do that?”

“Repeat your rules.”

“I d-I didn’t mean to, I swear”

“You’re useless.”

“Maybe I should just get another toy who can actually follow orders.”

“Wh..at hapn’d….?”

“I don’t have any use for damaged goods.”

“I’ll do better n-next time I swear! I pr-omise - please don’t-”

“Such a pathetic little thing.”

“Well maybe if you actually fucking remembered to feed me-”

“You’re worthless without me - you can’t even stand on your own.”

“Maybe I should just put you out of your misery.”

“I c-I can do do it - please-lemme try ag-again-”

“I don’t think Caretaker would want you anymore - I mean look at you, you can’t even walk. It’s pathetic.”

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Writing Challenges

The Merry Whump of May 2022

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Prompts

Plushie Whump // Defiant Lab Whump // Desert Whump // Mute Whumpers~Caretakers // Shivering // Doctor Whumpers // Comfort Plushies // Healing Powers // Betrayed by Team // Humane Whumpers // Bath Time With Trauma // Short Betrayal Thing // Mean Caretaker // Lab Rat Whumpee = Lonely // Some Dialogue // Whumpers Who Get Carried Away // Rating Whump Locations // Experiment Prompt List // How Whumpee Meets Caretaker Prompt List // Mock Executions // Captured Prince Prompt List // Teammate Caretaker x Leader Whumpee // Belts as Restraints // Recovery Center List // Doghouse // Feral Whumpee Recovery // Torture Idea // Both Caretaker and Whumpee are Captives // Ribbons (Short Snippet) // Safety in Restraints // Two Beds // Caretaker is New Master // Brutal Whump Idea // Bleeding Ungrateful // Old Wounds // Tally // Injured Back // Tied to a Table // Driver // Redeemed Villain Captured With Team // Gentle Pet Whump // Ear Pains // Hero Being Manipulated Snippet // Signs of Whump // Morgue Prompt // Cold in Captivity // Sharp Teeth Supernatural Whumpee // Broken Whumpees and Regret // Possessive Whumpers // Tucked in // Auction Prep // Emergency Contact // Marbles // Familiar Whumpee and Whumper // Sunburn +Whipping //

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Series

The Prince of a Bloodstained Game (completed)

My first ever series, made a while ago. Royal Whumper Leonidas, spy Whumpee who was sent to kill him Harlow. My advice, just don't. Don't go there. I haven't looked back. Who knows what horrors await in my old writing

A Drop Of Honey

Probably my most consistent series tbh, ongoing for months. I only work on it when requested. Bitch Whumpee called Bee, no other characters are worthy of names. We've got Friend and Whumper, that's it

Red Stained Riches

(Whumptober 2022) Kaden shouldn't have gone to the party. Rich creepy whumper named Mathias. Ongoing.

Surveillence

Whumpuary 2022. Ignore how the first 12 parts are nameless, I’m slowly going back to fix it. Noah is a spy, and hell is he in over his head

Landline

Coriander took a turn a bit too fast during a storm, and they ended up on the wrong person’s doorstep.

To the Victor the Spoils

A choose-your-own-adventure, interactive whump series

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List of ways to trigger a (optional: former pet whumpee) whumpee? Like post rescud, in the healing stages, what could set them off? Im like so out of ideas. 😭😭

I got you! Here just the first ones I could think of-

Upsetting moments.

Doors slamming.

Doing dishes/cooking in a way that bangs the pots.

Blaring alarms.

Scissors a little too close during a haircut.

Whumpee breaking something or burning food - waiting for punishment.

The sound of a door locking.

Seeing actual pets around and hearing ‘good boy!’ ‘good girl!’ ‘good pup!’(etc)

Triggering phrases that mirror their old commands.

“That’s perfect.”

“Be good.”

“Sit.”

Ambiguously/potentially threatening phrases.

“What are you doing in here?”

“Where are you going?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Hm.”

“Do you think that’s a good idea?”

“I have some friends coming over.”

Abrupt transitions.

Waking them up abruptly / loudly.

Sudden changes in emotion.

Getting angry over small things.

Plan changes.

Things that might make them think Whumper is coming back?

Seeing a similar vehicle to Whumper’s.

Doorbells.

Unknown numbers calling.

Most importantly: Little comforts Whumper used to use as rewards.

Combing fingers through their hair.

Forehead kisses.

Holding their hand.

Cuddling.

Little treats (chocolates, etc).

Buying new outfits for them.

Being bathed/massaged.

Things a little too similar to pet stuff.

High collared shirts or short necklaces that feel like a collar.

Heat of a straightener/curling iron that reminds them of the brand.

Deep bowls/dishes that are similar to dog food bowls.

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12

[tw intimate whumper, noncon kissing, noncon touching, conditioning, captivity]

"N-no," Whumpee breathed, muscles locking up in sheer terror and disgust as Whumper leaned in to press a kiss to their cheek. They didn't have the energy — or the courage — to scream about it anymore. They weren't being rude... they were pleading. "Please. I don't– I don't want this, please..."

Whumper moved even closer, completely trapping them against the wall. The best Whumpee could do was turn their head to the side and squeeze their eyes shut, but even that was futile when they were grabbed by the chin, helpless to let their captor position them however they pleased. "Feeling polite tonight?" Whumpee could hear the smirk in their voice without looking.

They would have to swallow the mockery if they wanted to get anywhere.

"Yes, sir." They held their breath, hoping the title came across as sincere instead of the taunt Whumpee wished it could've been. When Whumper didn't hit them, they cautiously opened their eyes, relieved to see them taken aback. "Please?"

It was their last... line of defence? Resort? Lifeline? And frankly, it wasn't much. Relying on the humanity and mercy of a soulless monster who had kidnapped and tortured them for weeks now was a hopeless gamble. But it was all they had: genuine desperation, and a willingness to show some vulnerability.

Whenever Whumpee had put on an act of defiance, Whumper responded in kind, breaking them down brutally and without an ounce of pity. Whenever they had grown too tired to physically protest, their captor had held them and feigned care, cooing and running gentle fingers through their hair. So maybe now that they were being earnest and giving Whumper exactly what they wanted... maybe now, they would consider indulging them just a little. Just for the night.

"You're tired of fighting, aren't you?" Whumper asked softly, moving their hand to cup Whumpee's cheek. "It's understandable. It gets pretty damn tiring, after a while."

Whumpee made a half-hearted attempt to pull away, but one warning glance from Whumper was enough to keep them in line. But they were hopeful. Whumper's tone was almost caring, if they allowed themself to dream a little. "Please, stop touching me. I can't– I can't do this. Not tonight."

"I don't want you to think I don't appreciate this change in attitude. I do." Whumper leaned in for another kiss on the cheek, and Whumpee shivered. "And I can and will reward you for it. But the thing is... I can't reward you by going against everything I expect from you."

No. No, they couldn't– they couldn't– they were being so polite! They were well-behaved! They were honest, they– they'd debased themself appropriately!

Whumpee felt panic rising in their chest as Whumper went in for a real kiss this time, pressing their lips against theirs, slowly and sweetly like it was all consensual. Whumpee placed both of their hands on their captor's chest, not really making an effort to push them away yet. They didn't have the strength; neither physical, nor mental.

"I'm going to reward you by being gentle," Whumper murmured. "And we don't have to do much either. We can take it slow, and I can just show you how it could be, if you were to behave. It doesn't have to be that constant fighting, Whumpee. We can spend a nice night together."

"B-but– but I don't– please, I don't want–"

"Shh, listen to what I'm telling you, love." They placed their own hand on top of Whumpee's, and Whumpee realised they still weren't trying to shove them away. "We're going to spend this night together either way. Because I want to. But it doesn't have to be torture."

Tears were streaming down their face by this point, and they made no move to wipe them away. There was no point. The worst part was how their abused mind jumped at the sliver of comfort the words offered, even though it was less than the bare minimum. It was still a promise of endless coercion and violation.

"Okay," they heard themself say anyway. Their voice was thick with painful resignation, yet light enough that they weren't even sure they'd said it once their mouth had stopped moving. They didn't want to believe they'd said it.

But Whumper smiled, giving them another peck on the lips. "It really can be nice, you know. Even if you don't believe me yet. Let me show you how accomodating I can be, whenever I don't have to worry about you clawing my eyes out."

Whump Prompts: Found You

I just saw a fantastic post by @whumpingcrow and it got me thinking about when an *almost* recovered, escaped whumpee is found by whumper again. So here's a list of ways for Whumper to say 'found you'.

Whumpee walks into their home, takes off their shoes, hangs up the keys, and goes to flop on the couch. But they see someone is already there. Whumper gives them a big smile, “I was wondering when you’d be back. Let’s go, I already packed up your things.”

Whumpee getting a text from an unknown number: “Tag! You’re it.”

Whumpee picking up their office phone at work and freezing when they hear Whumper’s voice. “Ah, there’s that lovely voice. No, don’t you dare hang up on me. We have some things to discuss.”

Whumpee working tech support and getting randomly connected to Whumper. Freezing up as they recognize their voice, trying to change their own. Not knowing if Whumper knows it’s them and trying to find a way to end the conversation as quickly as possible. Then they hear, “You know, I don’t think I’m going to be able to get this on my own. Maybe I should give you my address and you can come help me. Better yet, give me yours and I’ll come get you.”

Whumper getting a letter and opening it at the mailbox. “I didn’t think I’d find you in a real house, especially not one with such a well-stocked fridge. Congratulations. Really, you’ve outdone yourself. I’m so proud.”

A note on their desk at work in all too-familiar handwriting: “See you soon! <3”

Whumpee coming home to find a bouquet of their favorite flowers on their table. Flowers only Whumper ever got for them.

Getting random text that says, “I can’t say I like the new name. It doesn’t suit you. However, I AM a huge fan of your outfit today. You know red’s my favorite color on you.”

Whumpee having coffee alone at a busy cafe when Whumper slides into the seat across from them. “It’s been so long! You’re looking great.” Whumpee can’t manage to do anything but stare as they hands start shaking.

An exhausted Whumpee driving home from work. They flinch and swerve as they feel a knife at their throat. “Take a deeeeep breath. Just keep driving and do what I say, and you’ll be fine.”

Whumpee just walking down the sidewalk as an arm tugs around their waist. They look up to see Whumper pressed close. They try to stop walking, but Whumper tugs at their hip and they are too afraid to pull away. “Don’t fight me. Just keep walking and this will turn out much better for you.”

Whumpee waking up in the middle of the night to Whumper standing over them. This still happens several times a week, but it’s always just a dream. They take a deep breath, blink hard, and flip on their lamp, trying to make the image fade, but it’s real this time. “You look surprised to see me. Didn’t I tell you I’d always find you? Now get dressed. We’re leaving.”

Whumpee answers to door and freezes when they see Whumper’s smile. “I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d stop by. Aren’t you going to invite me in?”

Whumpee sees Whumper leaning against their car when they get to it in the parking garage. “Shhh shhh. Don’t talk. Don’t move. Don’t scream. I’m already very angry with you. You don’t want to make it worse, do you?” Whumpee just shakes their head in small jerky motions.

Whumpee taking out the trash to the dumpster in the alley after work. Whumper appearing out of nowhere and backing them into a corner. “You can walk to my car and get in the trunk, or I’ll use this and carry you. Your choice.”

June of Doom day 15

 “please” (blindfold/pressure point/scream)

Content warning: branding

“Say my name, and I’ll let you go.”

“I told you dammit, I don't–augh!” Another brand was pressed into Whumper’s skin, burning another scar into their flesh.

Whumper struggled against their bindings, trying fruitlessly to slip from the ropes binding them to the chair or remove the blindfold from their eyes. Their exposed flesh was governed in angry, bright burns, the marks of hot metal having been pressed into their skin. Their skin was damp with sweat.

“That’s not a good answer. Try again.”

“Shit–” Whumper swore, shaking. “W-whumpee? Are you Whumpee, is that why you’re doing this?!”

The iron was pressed against Whumper’s cheek, sizzling against the tears that had begun dripping down their face. Whumper screamed.

“Please!” Whumper’s words came out as a sob. They flailed in their seat, trying desperately to escape the agony. They gave a pained gasp when it was finally removed, ducking their head and letting out a pitiful whine. 

Caretaker carefully returned the iron to the fireplace, keeping a close eye on Whumper’s shaking form. Whumper didn’t know who they were. Not their name, their face, their voice, or even that they existed. They had no way of knowing. 

Caretaker smiled. “Wrong. Try again,”