#whump tag

[emmettland]

the interactions between 'Green' Derek and 'Golden' Logan are gonna be a lot of fun 'cause it's like. they're not physically made to be dominant or submissive, it's nothing in their genes making them react that way.

but it's the intense, ever-since-birth societal conditioning and training that makes it so hard to play their roles right. it's been drilled into Derek since he was a kid that you hold your head up high, stand proud with a wide stance, speak to Greens with a slow, commanding tone. and it's been drilled into Logan since he was a kid that you keep your head down, stand gracefully with your legs together, speak to your Golds and Goldens with soft submissive obedience, never let them perceive you as disrespectful or threatening.

so if there just happens to be a situation where Logan is going to do something reckless, Derek is going to make himself heard. and sure, he'll try to be polite and submissive about it, but when that doesn't work he's going to stand a different way. speak in a different tone. make himself bigger instead of smaller and go so far as to back Logan up against a wall and crowd his space because he is going to be heard.

and it's gonna shock both of them when Logan doesn't retaliate. when the tension in his body disappears because Greens don't fight, Greens obey and the hard line of his shoulders softens because it looks too confrontational and his head immediately starts bowing down only to snap back up because Derek says look at me

and both of them are going to wonder: why is my body reacting like this if he's a (Golden) (Green) ?

[whump-a-saurus]

i love whumpers that are just fucking delusional, that genuinely think they are in a loving, healthy relationship with their whumpee.

like they brag to their friends about having “such an awesome partner” and how they’re “so excited they are moving in with them”, when in reality their “partner” is tied up in the basement with a black eye and multiple broken ribs.

i just think that’s so silly of them ^^

[the-bloody-sadist]

Guys I would like to propose a conversation on why whumpblr has the most wholesome fandom coding and yet every whumpblr introduction post I ever see sounds like this:

“Hiiiii everybody! I’m new here, nice to meet you! I’m a bit shy, but I’ve been around for a while reading whump posts and thought it was finally time to join in! Here are some of my favorite tropes!!!!! ❤️😘🥰💕

LIMB CHOPPING, ANAL FISTING UNTIL PROLAPSE, TOE REMOVAL, REPEATED HEAD TRAUMA AGAINST THE SHARP CORNER OF A WALL, CRITICAL ORGAN ABUSE, FORCED CONSUMPTION OF BROKEN GLASS

If you guys are into that, let me know!! 💕💕💕💕 I follow back!”

You guys sound like the sweetest serial killers in the world

[whumprince]

When whumpee flee from their captivity but, because of their physical and mental state, they collapse in the middle of a forest and are found by a complete stranger that turns out to take care of them even not knowing a single thing of who they are and why they were in that state.

[tired-fandom-ndn]

Vivisection scars are sooooooo sexy though, like yes babe, show me how you were so horrifically dehumanized that you were cut open and parts of you were removed even as you begged for a scrap of kindness and mercy 🥰

[writersagony]

Writing Prompt 35

Whumpee could only scream as electricity went through them, frying their insides, turning their body to hot magma, and splitting their skull in half.

Then it stopped. And, still strapped to the chair, they turned their head up.

And they met Whumper's sharp gaze, their mouth turned into a lazy grin.

"Ready to go again?"

[obsessedwithegos]

based off of the fic I posted earlier :3c Enjoy tiny Runa in a tiny petstore cup <3

general: @emmettnet @blackberry-nightingale

Runa and tiny merwhump: @whumpsday

[chainandfeather]

oops forgot I had this

Branding :)

[emmettworld]

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i can't say this is A LOT of eggs bc i was gonna draw him at the end with a much bigger belly, but i just wasn't liking how it was turning out. hope you still enjoy, and ty for the request! <3

[defensivelee]

"training" for the whump bingo?

omg yayyy another one!! i decided a drawing was in order :3

i quite like cattle prods for training. no marks or anything, but damn it is effective.

[emmettland]

thinking about unexpected size difference with whumpers and whumpees.

small, petite whumpers with their huge, intimidating whumpees. maybe they're muscular, maybe they're fat, maybe they're both -- either way, they look like they could crush whumpee in between their fingers. and yet here they are, kneeling like a good pet, all decked out in shiny jewels, wearing pretty outfits that show off their hulking bodies.

maybe they're silent in their submission, playing out gruesome fantasies of killing whumper as they let delicate, elegant fingers trace the fresh set of scars on their back. or maybe they're reverent, utterly devoted, vowing to protect this small, fragile thing that causes them so much unimaginable pain.

[whump-a-saurus]

i had a vision please let me just

cw: begging, kinda dehumanizing, attempted murder i guess, bad writing

a whumper breaks into someone’s house (with the intent of killing them). they got a knife or gun in their hand. they find the whumpee and basically chase them all around their house until eventually backing them up into a corner.

at this point, whumpee genuinely believes that they are about to die, so before they can even really think about what they’re doing, they drop to their hands and knees and beg for their life.

most of it is just crying and saying “pleaseplease dont, please-” over and over again. at some point they grabbed onto the killers pant leg like a child would in their desperate attempt for mercy. they don’t even remember doing it to be honest.

once that little outburst is over, whumpee realizes that their begging was not only humiliating, but most likely pointless. whumpee stays frozen in place, like a deer in the headlights, not daring to look up like it’s the only thing keeping them alive.

whumper is unnaturally quiet, and they stay quiet for way too long. whumpee can’t tell from the position they’re in, but whumper was uncharacteristically amused by this little show. normally they would have killed and their victims by now, maybe they’re getting soft.

after a few more minutes of deafening silence, whumpee finally gets enough courage to try and look up at them. their eyes almost reach their face when whumper grabs their hair, and slowly (but roughly) leans their head back down.

now whumpee is confused. are they still going to kill them? are they going to let them go? that seems way to easy… whumpers hand is still lingering on their head, in a way that could almost be mistaken as comforting.

whumpee was almost going to say something when whumpers hand starts moving, they flinch violently as they feel fingers ruffling their hair, as if they were a dog.

whumpee has a feeling they aren’t going to be let go anytime soon.

(sorry for the horrible writing i’ve never really done one of these before, and also i’m really tired)

[the-bloody-sadist]

Hurt comfort/aftermath of Mori’s abuse comm exclusively on ptrn! Full here

[whumprince]

Whumpee is drugged when their friends found them. Their body is wrenching and heavy, their head is burning and spinning, air fighting to fill their chest and stomach twisting, bile taste in their mounth. In their misery, they cant respond to their worried friend, Caretaker holding their shoulders, seeking any signal of life in these hollow eyes. They dont know that Whumpee still thinking its all another hallucination.

[tired-fandom-ndn]

Danny Fenton will be like "geeze, my stomach really hurts, I should probably eat something :/" and his abdomen will literally be impaled by like 2 ft of rebar without him noticing.

[a-whumped-tea]

{Escape attempt(?) and vague mention of damaging Whumpee's legs}

…Was that Whumpee?

I had to double-take, but that definitely looks like Whumpee from across the street. 

Why are they here? They’re supposed to be at home. 

This isn’t home, this is downtown. 

What the hell?

Did they run?

How did they get out of the house?

Whatever. I’m just going to cross the street, follow them to a more secluded place, and then take them back home.

..They’re walking faster.

They’re glancing back at me and putting their hood up. They know I’ve found them. They’re more stupid than I thought if they think they can lose me like this. 

Whumpee, you idiot. That alley is a dead end, but of course, you’d know that wouldn’t you? Is it the guilt of running or is it the panic of getting caught that is getting you all turned around?

Regardless, I'm here now. They're trapped. I hope they had fun on their little walk because they won't be able to walk for some time after this.

Gotcha by the arm now. Pulling them closer to me and taking off that damn hood so I can- 

…Ah. …This isn’t Whumpee. …The differences are more apparent up close.  

…Sigh. 

Can’t let them go now.

What’s your name, sweetheart? Whumpee Two? It’s pretty. Suits you. 

Let’s go home.

No no, don’t try to scream. That won’t end well for you. 

Just be quiet, empty your pockets, and follow me.

 @painsandconfusion Thank you for the inspiration.