Whumper slowly moving up to Whumpee, eyes burning, as Whumper scrambles backward. The moment of panic when their back hits a wall.
Whumper gripping Whumpee by the collar and slamming them against the wall.
Whumpee pinned, front pressed against the wall, one arm twisted behind their back, the other splayed against the wall for balance.
Whumpee with both hands flat on the wall, using it for support as a whip cracks down on their bare skin, leaving welts and cuts.
Whumpee stumbling forward, one hand on the wall to keep them from falling as theirs legs shake and buckle.
Drywall cracking against their back as Whumper shoves them against the wall.
Whumpee, exhausted and bleeding, sitting against the wall. That moment when they squeeze their eyes shut and let their head fall back against it while they clutch their wound.
Whumpee’s skull cracking against a brick wall. Bonus points if they feel a warm trickle of blood down their neck a few moments later.
Whumpee clumsily sprinting down a pitch black hallway, constantly running into walls. Breaths echoing as they desperately search for an exit before Whumper notices they’re gone.
Whumpee literally glued to the wall (by hair, one hand, their back, etc) and left there knowing the only way to get down is to rip their on skin off / hair out. How long do they wait before biting the bullet so they can sleep? So they can eat?
Whumpee’s legs buckling under them. Trying to get as small as they can by sliding down the wall as Whumper advances. Trying to melt into it an disappear as their breaths become more and more frantic.
Whumpee chained to the wall with manacles set in the stone. Not budging an inch.
Claustrophobic Whumpee desperately pressing themselves into the walls as the room seems to get smaller and smaller, suffocating and crushing them.
Whumpee completely trapped, the wall on one side, Whumper’s body pressed close against theirs on the other. No space to breathe. Every inch of skin smothered.
Whumpee pinned to the wall by a hand on their throat.
Whumpee rhythmically hitting their forehead against the wall, desperately trying to manage their pain.
When a Whumpee is hit HARD. They stumble back, legs barely able to keep up, until they crack against the wall and crumple to the ground.
Whumpee sitting with their ear pressed to the wall, trying to hear what Whumper is doing in the other room. Knowing what will happen if they get caught.
Someone who exclusively experiences platonic attraction through connections from the internet, whether real people or fictional characters
Symbolism:-
Yellow for Aplatonisism
Dark Gray to represent the lack of attraction most of the time
Green / Teal to represent the internet and digital world
Content: Torture, dehumanisation, pet whump, [implied] whumper-turned-whumpee, [implied] whumpee-turned-whumper, [implied] caretaker-turned-whumpee, sacrifice, death wish, [mentioned] death, [implied] non-con, bad caretaker.
Whumper
"You are nothing but a toy. A toy to play with and mould and break as I please."
"Go ahead. Cry and scream. It only makes this all the more fun."
"Maybe if you're good, I'll only shatter one of your ankles. Hm?"
"Look at the screen. Fucking look at it. I want you to witness this."
"You wouldn't risk your life for anyone? Perhaps we need to put this to the test."
"What makes you think I'll let you go so easily?"
"How dare you speak to me like that?"
"Have your fun while you can because I'm going to kill you the moment I get out of these."
"I'm going to find what breaks you, Whumpee. That I can promise."
"My life was so much easier before I took you. I regret it with every fibre of my fucking being."
"I wonder how loud you'd scream if I just..."
"Smile for the camera!"
"A good little pet cleans Its master's shoes with Its tongue, I'll have you know."
"I am not someone you want to mess with, Whumpee. Do as I say."
"Look who decided to crawl their way back into their master's arms. I told you you'd be back."
"I think you'd like adorable with some piercings, don't you agree?"
"Stay still."
"Maybe I'll keep you as my personal canvas from now on."
"Have fun hanging there!"
"I purchased some stuff for you. After all, every good pet deserves some enrichment."
Whumpee
"I just wanna go home."
"You can't leave me here! Please!"
"I never lost hope. I always knew- I... I knew you'd come for me eventually."
"You'd think after so long of having me here, you'd get better at tying me up."
"Please don't leave me down here again. I'll take whatever you wanna do to me, just- just let me come with you."
"You thought I wouldn't be back? I'm not finished with you yet. Not until you pay for what you did."
"You- you promised!"
"Not again..."
"You thought I was here to rescue you? That's the funniest thing I've heard all week."
"Am I gonna die?"
"Ju-ust kill me already!"
"I'm not moaning! It fucking hurts!"
"When Caretaker finds you, they'll- they'll kill you. I promise you that."
"What happened? Holding someone captive not as fun as you thought it'd be?"
"P-please... please, no more."
"You can do what you want to me, but I'm sure as hell not making this easier for you."
"Sometimes I imagined it was you, to- to help me get through it."
"Where am I?"
"Please, the restraints hurt. Can't you use something softer or- or at the very least loosen it?"
"Look at what they did to me! Look at the person I've become!"
Caretaker
"I never stopped searching for you."
"Let's go home, okay?"
"Yes, you're a burden, but you're one that I've chosen to carry."
"Where the hell are they?"
"Let me go! I need to find them!"
"May I touch you?"
"Breathe, Whumpee, please breathe."
"If I ever see you sniffing around here again, I'll make you regret it."
"I'm not going to punish you."
"I'm trying to help you, but that won't happen if you continue to treat me like this."
"Are you serious? You're just going to let them back into your life after what they did to you?"
"You sacrificed me so you wouldn't have to go back! How could you do that to me?"
"Please put the knife down, Whumpee."
"Why do I like seeing them cry? What is wrong with me?"
"I can't promise that I won't ever hurt you, but I can promise that It's never deliberate."
"Would you like me to make you some food?"
"Perhaps someone does need to punish you for you to understand. Nothing else seems to work."
"I hired someone to come and install a dimmable light in your bedroom so you don't have to sleep in the dark."
"You know what? I'd go through it all again if it meant you were safe."
"Whumper was right. They are a pathetic little thing. I think that's why they're so endearing."
Platoweird
A term for when one experiences platonic attraction, but in a non normative way. May or may not be considered aplspec.
Romoweird
A term for when one experiences romantic attraction, but in a non normative way. May or may not be considered arospec.
Erosweird
A term for when one experiences sexual attraction, but in a non normative way. May or may not be considered acespec.
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The yellow/green/purple are taken from the apl/aro/ace flags respectively, and are more pastel to resemble the unlabeled flag, as these terms are purposely vague.
The off white represents how the individual who identifies with this terms attraction is considered "off".
The pink represents attraction, because I've seen pink be used to represent sexual, romantic, and platonic attraction.
Content: Defiant whumpee, threats of torture, manhandling, choking, fear of death.
"Lose the attitude, Whumpee."
"What're you gonna do? Torture me? Make my life a living hell? As far as I'm concerned, you already do both. Not like things can get any worse."
Whumper was fuming. One shaking hand slammed Whumpee's head back into the brick wall behind them while the other pinned their arms above their head, preventing them from moving or trying to shove them away.
"Oh, your living circumstances right now will seem like heaven if you push me far enough," they spat, mere inches from Whumpee's now-frightened face. "Do you want to see how bad things can get? Is that why you're behaving like a spoilt brat?"
"N-no, sir." The name was clearly forced. Whumpee never called them 'sir' unless they were scared for their life. "I'm sorry."
Feeling accomplished, Whumper finally let them go. "Glad we cleared that up."
Whumper catching Whumpee as they trip, tugging them close to themselves as Whumpee tries to squirm away.
Whumper tipping back a chair (which Whumpee is tied to) until it falls backwards. Whumpee’s stomach flips as they fall uncontrollably.
“Do you want me to drop you? No? Then Stop. Struggling.”
Whumpee stumbling, cracking their head against a wall.
Whumpee’s ankle snapping under them as they run. Crumbling to the ground, trying not to scream.
Whumpee reeling back after being punched in the face. Their legs not able to keep up as they stumble and fall backwards.
Whumper holding Whumpee by the collar, tipping them just over the edge of a cliff or tall building. Whumpee knows if they don’t cooperate (or if they struggle), they won’t survive the fall.
“It’s only a fifteen foot drop. Go on. I want to see if your ankles break. If you don’t jump, I’ll just break them myself.”
Whumpee dreaming about falling and falling. Screaming and screaming. The blackness sucking them deeper.
Whumpee tripping as they sprint, frantically trying to get away. How they sprawl forward, the ground ripping into their skin as they roll to a stop.
Whumper dropping Whumpee onto the floor when they squirm too much to carry anymore.
A trembling whumpee skittering backwards, trying to back away from Whumper until they trip over the rug (or whatever) and flail pathetically to the ground before scrambling back.
A Whumpee gasping and clawing at their throat as Whumper chokes them out against the wall. Whumper drops them once they’ve suffered enough, and Whumpee crumbles to the floor, gasping and chocking on air.
Whumpee bound and suspended in mid air suddenly plummeting to the hard ground when Whumper slashes the anchoring rope.
Whumper giving Whumpee a shove at the top of the steps, wanting to see just how many bruises they will get from one flight of stairs. Or more.
A Whumpee trying their best to hop away with their legs tied together. Honestly more funny than whumpy when they teeeeeeter to the side and splat to the ground. At least, Whumper sure thinks it’s quality comedy.
Whumper dumping Whumpee into the bathtub. Whumpee trying not to gasp in shock as they fall, knowing from experience they will have a lung-full of water.
Whumpee gasping, suddenly falling sideways after Whumper swept their feet out from under them.
Could you possibly uhm... write some more vampire dialogue prompts? 👉👈 Very inspiring!
(Tags/TW: blood, enslavement, dehumanization, starvation, wounds, abuse, human pet universe, gaslighting, mental reconditioning, blood addiction, vampire whump, breaking bones, begging, mental reprogramming, burning, blood drinking, imbalanced power dynamics, threatening, implied/referenced violence, Vampire!Whumpee, Vampire!Whumper, Vampire!Caretaker.)
"I love it when you squirm, knowing you'll never break free."
"Maybe if you didn't fight me, it wouldn't be broken."
"Scream one more time and I'll sever your vocal chords."
"You've stopped flinching when I bite you... Must not compare to your punishments."
"Make yourself bleed for me and I'll go easy on you."
"I wonder what it would be like to bite a chunk out of you. I bet it wouldn't heal pretty at all."
"Drink it pig, drink my blood and get your filthy fix."
"You're such an addict for Master's blood... You'll offer me anything for it, wont you?
"P-Please, I can't lose any more blood.."
"N-No! You can break anything y-you want but please don't cut if off.."
"I-I can't heal fast enough for Master without feeding... Please Master please.."
"It hurts too bad- I can't take it! *sobs* P-Please put the fire out..!!"
"I-I was good Master, I didn't let any of your blood go to waste."
"Please punish me Master, however you see fit. Your pet leech needs to feed so badly.. Master can make them earn it, please punish pet for Master's blood."
"Does Master want to take it out on pet? If Master is angry, they should punish pet and make them useful. Pet was just fed so pet will heal."
"P-Please not the stake... It hurts so bad when it goes in..!"
"Here, please drink this, you'll feel better."
"Shh, I've got you, no one will ever be able to take you away from me."
"I know it wont taste as good... but you can feed from me, I don't mind."
"Is it okay if I touch you? I can heal you that way."
"It sounds gross but I promise, if you drink my blood you'll feel better."
"I'll watch over you while you sleep. Don't worry about me, I don't need to rest but you certainly do."
"I don't drink from humans, so you're safe with me."
"Why are you scared Whumpee?" "How did I know? I can smell it on you, so please tell me what's wrong."
"What can I do to make you less afraid of me sweetheart..?"
"I know Whumper was a vampire like me... But I promise, I'm nothing like them."
"I have to be careful with Whumpee, I don't want to hurt them. They're too precious."
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These are super fun to do so if anyone would like to see more, please request it! <3 Or I might just post a couple more pages on my own. vuv
CONTENT WARNING: mentions of being sick/vomiting, mentions of abuse, mentions of blood/bleeding, mentions of malnourishment, mentions of anxiety, mentions of tooth getting ripped out, mentions of trauma, mentions of nightmares
Kneeling with your legs open hurts more than kneeling with your legs closed
Your neck gets sweaty when you wear a choker/collar and it makes it super uncomfortable
You loose hair when you’re malnourished and black out when you get up too quickly
When you’re anxious/scared, you feel your internal organs shake and it’s weird and freaky and uncomfortable
Not being able to cry anymore does not mean you don’t ever feel like crying or the pain that comes with crying. There’s just no tears that come out and no relief after
Crying is really tiring
Walking when your legs are numb feels weird and surreal. It’s really hard to stay up
Your body gets cold when you loose blood, even if it’s not a lot
If you loose blood in your wrists, you will struggle with moving your fingers normally after, even if it wasn’t a big blood loss
Boredom is agonizing
If you feel sick, it will take a while before you vomit. You will feel your blood concentrate on your stomach, so you loose blood in your legs and arms and you’re lightheaded and trembling
If you take anti-vomiting medicine when you already feel sick, you will have the feeling of being just about to vomit for hours. It’s agonizing, you can’t stop trembling, you’re cold and you can’t walk. You’re also exhausted.
If you don’t drink enough water and hold in your pee for too long, you get an infection and can pee blood. It’s terrible and hurts so much and you have to go to the hospital. It feels like you have a blade in your urethra and you fear peeing all the time
You get angry at everything when you’re hungry. You’re easily irritated and the smallest thing can make you mad
Getting your tooth crushed and ripped out is one of the worst pains you can experience
Everyone becomes desperate for touch/attention/praise at some point
If you’re traumatized, you have big memory loss and won’t remember much from before and even during
Everyone needs to get their frustrations/emotions out in some way, it can be singing, yelling, hurting yourself, hurting others, etc
Swallowing something you don’t like is physically hard and painful
Not stretching everyday even when you want to is painful and makes you feel out of place in your own body
Not being able to breathe through you nose is horrible
If you have anxiety, fighting back can be impossible, even if it’s a life or death situation
At some point of exhaustion, it can become physically impossible to move, no matter what
PTSD nightmares are a lot different than what you might think. I made a post about it here
If you’re sleeping when you’re cold, you’ll constantly wake up but be unable to move even if the temperature is easily solvable due to exhaustion and being cold
Your hair gets disgusting and greasy when you don’t wash it regularly
If you don’t clean your ears often it will become uncomfortable and you won’t hear as clearly as usual
Feeling of asymmetry can be agonizing for some people
There’s always a point in life when you’re suffering where you don’t care if you live or die anymore
I know I said it already but it’s important; your memory is absolute shit when you have trauma
You still have nightmares, you still flinch, you still panic even multiple years after the traumatic event happened
If you’re not a trained fighter, there’s always a moment of shock and confusion before reaction in stressful events
Everyone has their limits. Everyone. Even the whumper
Some people are beyond redeemable
You don’t have to forgive to heal
You can become physically unable to say your abuser’s name and look them in the eyes
Loud sounds can become terrifying (vacuum cleaners, juice mixers or whatever they’re called, hair dryers, etc)
At some point, you become unable to tell the difference between pain and uncomfort because you’ve grown accustomed to it so you don’t realize you’re actually in pain until it becomes agonizing
You don’t mention your pain to anyone because no one could do anything about it anyways and you don’t want to bother them
Freedom feels weird when you have it for the first time in years
You might wake up in the safety of your house but not recognize where you are and panic for a while before realizing where you are
If you have any questions I’d be glad to answer them! And don’t feel shy to add anything to the list!!
Also, those are all things I’ve been through so they’re from my perspective, but I tried making them as neutral as possible. If you have a different perspective, please share it!
A prompt from my hidden injuries post got me thinking about this dynamic ✨ (using FC for forceful caretaker)
Content: Forceful/bad caretaker, forced medical treatment, defiant whumpee, restraints, gags, caretaker turned whumper, manhandling, forced stripping (nonsexual), humiliation my beloved
A whumpee for whom mysterious injuries are a chronic problem—a regular occurrence—they keep dodging their friends questions, they start hiding their injuries, albeit poorly sometimes, until one day they come in so incredibly injured, with blood seeping through their clothes and dark bruises on their skin, poorly hidden beneath a layer of concealer that does little to mask the deep patches of dark purple and red.
Eventually, FC is fed up. They’re all just trying to help and whumpee doesn’t even appreciate it. They keep brushing them off. How insulting. How ungrateful.
One day FC finally snaps and they shove whumpee back against the wall, making them wince and gasp sharply with the pain of the movement.
FC pins them there with a vice grip around their throat— “Oh, you’re fine, are you? Then what the hell was that, hm?””
“N-nothing I—“ FC jabs a finger into the side of their ribcage, and whumpee hisses in pain, their eyes squeeze shut tightly— they’re shaking between wincing, panted breaths.
They can’t hide their reactions any better than they can hide the limp in their step, the way they wince and grab their side when they think no ones looking. But now FC has proved it in front of the whole group, and whumpee is not getting away that easily.
Another forced exposure: Whumpee wincing at something one too many times— maybe someone just lightly bumps into them— and their pained reaction has FC grabbing their wrist and hauling them off like—“Thats it I knew it, I fucking knew it. WHAT have I told you. Get in the car NOW.”
And whumpee is pulling back against their grip, “I’m sorry im sorry! Just please don’t—“ — “Shut. Up. Now get in. We’re going to the fucking hospital.”
Czytaj dalej
Everyone loves a good threat, they come in so many flavors.
Whumper silencing Whumpee’s babbling or screaming with a knife to their lips. A small smile when Whumpee flinches.
“If you keep trying to squirm away from me, this is going to hurt a lot more than it needs to.”
Whumper lightly tapping a hammer against Whumpee’s kneecaps.
“Remind me, are you right or left-handed?”
“Tsk tsk, you remember what happened last time you tried that, don’t you?”
Whumper tossing a handful of ‘stalker photos’ of Whumpee’s loved ones at them. Whumpee immediately obeying every command when it’s no longer just their life on the line.
“You always try to run. Well lucky for you, I’m a problem-solver. You need legs to run, right? So, what if I just…”
“Of course you want to be a good pet for me. I know you don’t want to end up like them.”
Whumper gripping Whumpee by the chin, digging in their nails when Whumpee refuses to answer the question.
“I’m going to break one bone every five minutes until you tell me where Caretaker is. Let’s start with your fingers. Count for me, would you?”
Whumper finally pulling away from a bleeding, exhausted Whumpee. Whumpee takes a small breath of relief until they see Whumper turn the knife on Caretaker instead.
Similarly, “Oh, you thought I was going to use this on you? No no, I want you to watch them scream today. You know what you have to do to make it stop.”
“Open your eyes! No - watch. I swear, I will cut off your fucking eyelids if I have to, but you are going to WATCH.”
Whumper gently dragging the tip of a knife along Whumpee’s thigh the moment they talk back to Whumper, giving them a moment to correct that pesky attitude of theirs.
“I’m going to give you ten seconds to stop struggling. Ten. Nine. Seven. Four…”
“Scream for me. That wasn’t nearly good enough. You don’t want me to get bored, do you?”
Nothing like a good old-fashioned knife to the throat. How the Whumpee immediately stills, trying not to breathe as the blade bites into their skin.
“Trust me, daring. You don’t want to see me angry.”
“If you don’t eat this, I will force it down your throat one bite at a time. I have all day.”
Whumper quickly re-asserting dominance by pulling Whumpee’s head back by a fistful of hair.
reblog only, do not perceive me. Used to be a whump blog but I kinda reused it to be a flag/label hoard now. pfp by warriorsproject.
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