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Whumpees that are bonded in blood.

Is it their blood? Whumper’s blood? Doesn’t matter, just blood. Lots and lots of blood. Like a plastic kiddie pool's worth.

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Good morning! I’m salty.

I think we, as a general community, need to start taking this little moment more seriously.

This, right here? This is asking for consent. It’s a legal necessity, yes, but it is also you, the reader, actively consenting to see adult content; and in doing so, saying that you are of an age to see it, and that you’re emotionally capable of handling it.

You find the content you find behind this warning disgusting, horrifying, upsetting, triggering? You consented. You said you could handle it, and you were able to back out at any time. You take responsibility for yourself when you click through this, and so long as the creator used warnings and tags correctly, you bear full responsibility for its impact on you.

“Children are going to lie about their age” is probably true, but that’s the problem of them and the people who are responsible for them, not the people that they lie to.

If you’re not prepared to see adult content, created by and for adults, don’t fucking click through this. And if you do, for all that’s holy, don’t blame anyone else for it.

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Characters that have never experienced affection before, or haven't experienced it in a long time, finally getting to experience it? Top tier.

Said character freezing up for a second, not really knowing how to respond, but not wanting it to stop? T o p t i e r.

Said character trying to clumsily return the affection in their own way, because this is Good and they don't want it to stop? T O P T I E R.

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“I guess…I’m just scared of ending up like my dad, someone who doesn’t really care about anyone else. And I feel like if I don’t reblog all those posts about important issues, it’ll make me a bad person”

“I don’t think that makes you a bad person. But um having me locked inside your basement kind of does.”

“…ok well that’s different, it’s self care.”

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Whumper: Now I'm going to torture you!

Whumpee: Nuh uh.

Whumper:

Whumper: The fuck you mean "nuh uh"?

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i looooove seeing artists & writers proud of their work!!!!! i looooove captions & authors notes that say things like “i’m quite happy with this” “i love how this turned out” “i had so much fun making this”!!!!!! i loooooove when the act of creation is joyful & we take pride in what we make!!!!!!!!!!

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He's stubbern as always.

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hey if you're trans in the us i love you. hey if you're queer in the us i love you. hey if you're a person of color in the us i love you. hey if you're a woman in the us i love you. hey if you're disabled in the us i love you. i love you i love you i love you

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USA going through its whump era

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the lion's throne

y'know, you go to torture a guy with sensory deprivation and countless psychological torture virtual reality simulations. but he's getting kinda weird about it.

or, this turned out a lot kinkier than it was in my head.

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Daily Dose of Whump Day Fifty-One

"I want my freedom. I just don't want my life to be over..." Whumpee managed a slight shudder.

"Oh whumpee, ask yourself. Are you willing to pay the price that your freedom costs? Or are you too weak?" Whumper snarled.

"Free will, and freedom might I add, is a very abstract concept, especially to pets." Whumper said, his crop smacking the whumpee.

"I'm not your stupid pet." Whumpee spit. *Smack*.

"Wrong answer, love."

"I'd love to amuse this idea of yours whumpee, truly. But you're going to regret your lustful desires for freedom." He said, a sharp smack resounding around the cell.

"I'm saying this, as the only one who cares about you, *let it go*." Whumpee grit their teeth, the smacking seeming to continue.

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I'm so sad that nobody in my TTRPG group is into whump, because I imagine playing with other whump fans is a drastically different experience. Imagine...

GM: "Okay, your character takes 7 slashing damage, and---"

Player 1: "Ooh, ooh! Can I hide the injury from the other party members until it gets infected, forcing me to open up and be vulnerable around them?"

GM: "Oh, of course! Actually, just to make it whumpier, let's have it do 14 slash damage."

Player 1: "Yay! I clutch the wound and stifle a groan as I stumble forward, desperately gripping my sword."

Player 2: "Hehe, I really want my character to be there when yours collapses from the pain. It's gonna be so good..."

Player 3: "I'll be the tough caretaker who acts like they don't care at first but slowly reveals that they actually do! They'll be so devastated when they find out they let their friend get hurt, the guilt will eat them alive. <3"

Player 4, the only one who doesn't know what whump is: "Um, guys? I think the dragon is still, um... It's still wrecking the village. Maybe we should---"

GM: "Hold on, I wanna see where they're going with this. I need inspo for my fic."

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Boop!

Pass around this boop to boop anyone who sees it! Tumblr may have taken away the boops in practice but not in spirit!

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guess who just got ✨dommed by the narrative✨✨✨

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overboard

i totaly traced this pose off of pintrest

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inspo

content: conditioning, conditioned whumpee, magical whump probably, rocky recovery

“I found you!” Caretaker said, panting, reaching out to grab Whumpee by the shoulder. “I’ve been so worried— I’m here to save you!”

Before they could’ve reached them, Whumpee turned around. “Save me?” they asked, cocking their head to the side. “Why?” Caretaker drew their hand back, unnerved by the unnaturally wide grin plastered on their friend’s face. “I’m happier than I’ve ever been!”

Caretaker couldn’t take a step back before their friend reached out, cupping their face with both hands. All they could do was place a hand on their arm in protest, unable to bring themself to push them away after having searched for them for so long.

“Don’t you want to be happy too…?”

“Whumpee…”

“It doesn’t take much,” they said, stepping closer. Caretaker could’ve sworn their eyes had been a different colour before their disappearance. “Just say the word. Say the word, and I’ll make you the happiest person in the world.”

“What happened to you?” they breathed. “What have they done to you?”

Whumpee leaned in, staring deep into Caretaker’s soul. “They’ve made me happy,” they whispered. “The happiest I’ve ever been.”

Finally, Caretaker snapped out of whatever daze they were in, pushing their friend away. “Snap out of it!” they demanded, pleaded. “You have to snap out of it! Whumpee, please! I need you to snap out of it!”

Whumpee ran a hand through their hair, laughing softly. They extended a hand towards Caretaker. “Don’t be absurd, this is the chance of a lifetime!”

“I want my friend back!” they yelled, tears gathering in their eyes. Had they taken too long? Was their friend gone? “Whumpee, snap the fuck out of it!”

Then they saw it. The smallest twitch of Whumpee’s lips, a quiver so small they wouldn’t have noticed it had their eyes not been drawn to that stupidly artificial grin.

A crack in the programming.

Under all that conditioning and who knows what… Whumpee.

It was all Caretaker needed to snap out of their misery themself and grab Whumpee’s extended hand, pulling them closer. “I’m going to fix this,” they said, determined even as their friend let out a giggle that sent a shiver down their spine. “I’m going to fix you.”