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Don't you hate when you gotta wait for your victim to regenerate enough blood again so that you don't accidentally bleed them dry before the ransom

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today’s horror trope for your writing: a sadistic whumper, who’s a medically trained and licensed physician, would always purposefully make whumpee code (maybe during a surgery).

though they’re not exactly trying to kill whumpee; whumper purposefully makes whumpee’s heart stop so that they can resuscitate whumpee. they thrive on the high and the adrenaline they get while bringing whumpee back to life, snatching whumpee right back from the verge of death.

whumper is addicted to playing god.

but clearly, whumper is not a god.

how many rounds can whumper continue playing this twisted game until they lose and whumpee’s the one paying with their life?

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For @figuwhump Fridays

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crawling is so fun I should write it more. Whumpees dragging themselves foward in a desperate and probably doomed attempt to get away from something.

the panicked scrambling backwards they do when they're startled <3

the stubborn inching towards an exit they'll never reach

crawling not because of an injury but exhaustion, their body giving up while they still haven't :]

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Content: Rescue, [implied] torture, whumper-turned-whumpee, sadistic caretaker.

"Say it," Caretaker spat through gritted teeth, fisting Whumper's hair in their grip as they forced their eyes up onto Whumpee. "If you ever want to see the light of day again, you'll apologise for what you did and you'll mean it."

Whumper groaned. "I can't apologise for what I'm not sorry for."

"Oh, yeah?" Caretaker yanked them back so they were towering over Whumper's face, ignoring Whumpee's quiet pleas to just take them home. "Then I suppose I've got some time to do a little convincing."

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As if his captors beating the hell out of him wasn't enough, now it's his own body turn to make him feel even more miserable.

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Another commission for the wonderful @i-can-even-burn-salad <333

🌚Commission info here!!🌝

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"Did you really think I would leave you out there alone?"

"You should have. You should have left me there alone when you first found me. I've gotten you hurt, ruined your life and make an outlaw out of you."

"You changed my life."

"I know- and I am so sorry-"

"Shut up and let me say thank you."

For @figuwhump Fridays!!! Gotta have some cute boys.

Art tag: @whump-tr0pes @whump-queen @whumpsday @whumpinthepot @kixngiggles @onlywhumpcomments @project-xiii @quietly-by-myself @ka1imba @suspicious-whumping-egg @cyborg0109 @whatwhumpcomments @whumpcomica @i-eat-worlds @blood-and-regrets @dont-look-me-in-the-eye @burntcoffeewhump @lonesome--hunter @scribbelle @oddsconvert @painsandconfusion @whumpasaurus101 @sadcatjae @kiratheperson @studyofwhump @sunshiline-writes @emmettnet @just-a-silly-little-whumper

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Enjoy a lil comic for a collab with @darkthingshappen !! They wrote this fic and it just GOT ME----

Go check it out on their account!!! It's worth the read!!!!

Art tag: @whump-tr0pes @whump-queen @whumpsday @whumpinthepot @kixngiggles @onlywhumpcomments @project-xiii @quietly-by-myself @ka1imba @suspicious-whumping-egg @cyborg0109 @whatwhumpcomments @whumpcomica @i-eat-worlds @blood-and-regrets @dont-look-me-in-the-eye @burntcoffeewhump @lonesome--hunter @scribbelle @oddsconvert @painsandconfusion @whumpasaurus101 @sadcatjae @kiratheperson @studyofwhump @sunshiline-writes @emmettnet @just-a-silly-little-whumper

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Curious about how other people’s moods affect their whump enjoyment. I’m not someone who wants light and fluffy media when I’m feeling bad—I want dark and whumpy stuff regardless of how I’m feeling—but the whumperflies definitely come more easily when I’m feeling good. It’s similar to creativity that way: the happier I feel, the easier it is for me to be creative (and the more I enjoy seeing characters suffer).

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Vaguely inspired by @/week-of-whump Day 3: “Your blood looks so pretty”

floaty hand version below

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Now introducing Figuwhump Fridays!

With our first ever Figuwhump Challenge over and everyone finally recovered (great work, y’all!), the mods ( @demondamage and @burntcoffeewhump) have decided to continue the challenge on a weekly basis!

Starting 8/19/2023, every Saturday at 12:01am MST, we will post an option of two image prompts for the week, with the whumpster (you) getting to choose one (or both!) of the pair to work from. Participants are given the ensuing week to work on their whumpsterpieces.

Completed pieces should be submitted on or by Friday, when we’ll go ahead and reblog all the wonderful whumpworks!

Have any questions? Check out our FAQ (to be updated shortly), shoot us a DM or pop it in the ask box!

Thank you, whump community, for making this such an awesome event! We can’t wait to see what you guys come up with.

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I couldn't finish figuwgump challenge in time, so I will catch up with some of references I find interesting as sketches.

So, days 14&17 and bonuses 2,5&6.

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Whump Week: Your blood looks so pretty

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Masterlist

Part 3

This one is actually a plot point that I've explored a lot in previous whump challenges, and will continue to explore.

Content: Semi-immortal whumpee, creepy whumper, vivisection, permanent scarring, restrained, blood, mention of skinning for just a moment, healing factor training, self mutilation (whumper), acid in wounds, stress position, healing wrong (I guess?

Let me know if I missed anything cause this one's dark

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Matsu stared into the light above the table he was tied to before looking over at the wall, watching the swirls of colors that somewhat blinded him. It was the most interesting thing he'd had to do for the past few hours. He didn't know why he was here, or what the man who brought him to this place wanted from him, but he was trapped here and he couldn't escape. 

He thought back on the man. There had been something very wrong about him. Matsu wanted to say he was of fae descent, but it was hard to say. The man was bent over and knotted, and he almost seemed to be missing parts. He certainly was missing his sanity if the look in his eyes was anything to go by. 

Matsu heard the door open and he lifted his head from the table to see what was going on. The mad man was back, hunched over and grinning. 

"Hello," the man crooned and it sent shivers down Matsu's back. There was something very wrong about this man, but the half mer couldn't quite place what. "Are you ready to get started?"

"About as ready as I was three hours ago," Matsu said mockingly. "What's this all about, old man?"

"Old?" the mad man said, tipping his head. "If you need to call me anything, you can call me Yarrow. Or, no. You are quite special to me so I should have a special name to you. How about Hailey?"

Matsu wrinkled his nose. "What's going on here?"

"Ooooh, yes. I'm a scientist, you see, and I have some interest in you as it pertains to the research I'm currently conducting. How much do you know about healing factors?"

Hailey waited for a reply and Matsu finally gave in. "Some people have it, some don't. It's usually genetic and can often lead to cancer."

"Smart boy," Hailey said, clapping his hands. There was a pop and a cart full of medical grade tools appeared beside the table. Matsu eyed the knives and rib cutters nervously as Hailey said, "Now, sometimes there is someone who comes along with a trainable healing factor. A healing factor that becomes quicker and more powerful with time to the point that they nearly achieve immortality. So, why don't you guess at why you're here."

Matsu snapped his attention back to Hailey, eyes wide. "I don't have a healing factor, what do you mean?"

"Oh, yes you do. It's hard to spot because it's not trained up yet, but I tested some samples and it's true. Since you haven't had to heal all that often it hasn't presented itself as a healing factor yet. Don't worry. We'll be changing that," he said, picking up a syringe and a knife. 

"W-wait, no. There's been a mistake, I-"

The syringe plunged into Matsu's thigh hard enough that he could feel it unloading. He pressed his head to the table, dizzy as whatever was injected made its effects known immediately. Or maybe that was just the shock. 

Hailey got to work cutting open Matsu's clothing with a zeal that could only be seen on a child's face on Christmas morning.

"I'm going to make you perfect," Hailey whispered before neatly skinning Matsu's collar bones. 

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Matsu panted, blinking hard against the light above. He didn't know how long he'd been here. It felt like years. It had to have been years. Hailey stood over him, watching as muscle tissue mended before his eyes. 

"You've made quite the progress for the short time I’ve had you. I think you have a talent for this," Hailey commented. Matsu heaved a sob, trying not to think about how he could feel the skin that was supposed to be along the front of his torso folded down across his sides. 

Haily jabbed something into his torso, spreading his ribs to reach in and touch something. An entirely foreign sensation wormed through Matsu's body and he squirmed despite the intense pain jolting through him. 

Hailey reached in deeper and Matsu sobbed, feeling him touch the inside of his back. The pain was unbearable. It was like nothing he could describe. The pain along where he had been vivisected was like lines of fire. Pins in the flaps fastened them to the flesh of his arms, making the folded muscles cramp as they were forced to the sides unnaturally. 

He could see the flaps of skin and muscle twitching as he flinched, trying to get away from the invasive touches. 

Hailey continued to stroke Matsu's spine, a strange look on his face, like he was awakening to something. 

He pulled his blood covered hand out of Matsu and looked at his subject's face. He reached out, still in a daze. Matsu flinched, sobbing without restraint as Hailey painted Matsu's face with his own blood. 

"So pretty," he murmured. "So, so pretty. I'm never going to let you die."

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Matsu was on his feet, arms chained above his head. He stared vacantly at the ground, shivering. He'd been through three vivisections, and there wasn't even a mark on his torso to prove it. Hailey had even opened up Matsu's head and everything had already healed back up even though it had taken place only three days ago. Matsu had no idea what the mad scientist would do next. Scoop out his eyeballs? rip off his fingers to see if they grow back? He already did so to his fingernails, and they'd grown back within the hour. 

Matsu ran his thumb over his nails, shivering more. He wished the others would find him soon. The only thing keeping him sane anymore was imagining Kira helping him down, flirting with him the whole time while Anisha and Laurance pounded Hailey into a little pile of goo. 

Matsu closed his eyes. They wouldn't leave him here, right? Even if their emotional bonds failed somehow, he was still their healer. Still their distance fighter. He was still Kira's husband. 

When he heard the door open, his legs gave out from fear and he hung in the chains, shivering uncontrollably. 

The chain's lowered until he could kneel upright, his arms still stretched out far above his head. 

"I wonder how much it would take to scar you," Hailey said, as though it were an intriguing thought. 

"No," Matsu groaned, closing his eyes against the very idea. "Please, mercy. Please. Whatever I did, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

"Oh, it was nothing you did," Hailey said, pouring something over his blade which sizzled when it hit the ground. "Just what you are."

"Why are you doing this!" Matsu screeched, struggling to get out of the chains, but even if he broke his hands he wouldn't be able to escape them. 

"To make you perfect. You're not the only one, you know. Here. Hold this and I'll show you."

Hailey stabbed the acid-covered knife into Matsu's shoulder, the burning whiting out Matsu's vision. When he could see again, acclimating slightly to the pain, Hailey had turned around and removed his lab coat. There were burns and scars all over his back, including two large ones where wings used to be. 

He looked over his shoulder at Matsu and grinned. "I've been perfecting myself too, you see."

Matsu couldn't even comprehend what that was supposed to mean, but that became the least of his problems as Hailey buttoned on his coat again, pulling the knife out of Matsu. 

The half mer gritted his teeth. He could still feel the acid burning him, but where it had burned itself out he could feel it healing. 

Hailey reapplied the acid and got to work. 

He carved a line from Matsu's left collar bone down to his ribs on the right. And he did it again, and again, and again. Matsu shook, unable to curl in on himself to protect himself. He screamed the first few times, and then his voice gave out, only allowing him hoarse cries, and eventually just a shallow burbling that Hailey seemed to really enjoy. Hailey poured the acid directly into the wound, everything dribbling down Matsu's front and melting his flesh. He shoved something into the wound to keep the skin from closing and, after taking a moment to paint Matsu's face with a mixture of blood and acid, he left, whistling as he went. 

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Matsu didn't remember much after that. What he did know was he had a horrific scar across his chest. 

"Matsu? Matsu? Can you hear me?"

Matsu opened his eyes. He was laying on the floor, his arms bound behind his back. He didn't remember getting there. 

Laurance crouched over him, looking him over. 

"Laur....." Matsu wheezed. His voice was still mostly gone, more from exhaustion than damage. His voice couldn’t be damaged anymore. Laurance pulled Matsu into his lap, cutting away the restraints with a practiced flick of his knife. 

"We've got you, okay. Who did this to you? This place is abandoned."

Matsu blinked hard, raising his hand to his face. He was losing seconds with each blink, too tired to think straight. His hand. His hand felt wrong. He tried to lift his pointer finger, but something moved wrong in his wrist and his ring finger lifted. He stared at it for a moment before moving each finger, trying to figure out why it was wrong. 

"Matsu?"

"He..... he connected my tendons wrong," he whispered. "Why.... why would....when…" 

Laurance held Matsu close as the man broke down into small, raspy, whimpering sobs.

Part 4

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