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Beloved Whump Prompt #84

Whumpee falls off a cliff, but someone unexpected saves them.

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De-nailing?

I haven't written in a while and it was ticking me off so i pulled this tgthr. NOT PROOF READ. lemme know if i made any mistakes :)

Whumper returned the next day, flicking on the hallway lights as they entered the sullen blood painted room. Whumpee lay slumped in the corner, lowering their head further as the light flooded their eyes. “What, no greeting today either?” Whumper mused as they ambled closer, the soft clacking of their dress shoes coming to a halt as they knelt down, hooking the pliers in their hand under Whumpee’s chin, forcing their gagged head up. Whumpee obliged to the movement, their eyes still glazed over as Whumper chuckled at their dumb figure. “Guess I'll have to give you a smaller dose next time, huh? ” Whumpee heard the words, trying profusely to nod their head, being disconnected was always better than feeling every strike against their body and their aftermaths. Whumper sighed as he rose, stalking away as he pulled his trenchcoat off his suit and folded his sleeves up, stopping at the box of black disposable gloves that he kept on the only stand in the expanse. Whumpee managed a whimper as Whumper turned back with a falsely sympathetic smile, “ I had a shit day at work……… *sigh* our stocks dropped quite a bit……… you’ll help me out though, right? You’ll make me feel better?” Whumper pulled Whumpee’s limp body by their arm, pushing them down onto the wooden chair they were strapped into the day before. “You’ll cry for me, won’t you?” Whumper continued as he worked at the leather straps, forcing Whumpee’s wrists and ankles down. He paused as he began getting up, his eyes lingering on Whumpee’s face, lips already trembling as tears welled up in their eyes. “Oh? Tch, Angel, I know I said I wanted you to cry, but not over nothing.” He spoke, his fingers brushing across Whumpee’s cheek as the cold metal of the pliers met with their nail. Whumpee’s eyes widened at the sensation, their entire body shaking now as they tried prying their arm off the chair, begging through the gag. Whumper ignored their pleads, gently tugging at the nail on Whumpee’s thumb before snapping his head up, a sadistic grin plastering his face “This’ll hurt a bit” he was warning one second, the next, Whumpee’s hand was on fire, their fingers throbbing as blood slowly swelled up before dripping down the chair arm, their back arched as they pressed head into the wood, a muffled shriek ripped from their throat. Whumper cackled as he lifted the crimson nail to their own face, bits of flesh still stuck to it. “Four more to go!” his grin faltering as he watched Whumpee heave,eyes wide as tears soaked the cloth stuffed in their mouth. “Hey, you’d better not pass out on me.” He growled, his fingers curling into Whumpee’s hair and forcing them to look directly at Whumper. He dropped their head as he pressed Whumpee’s hand down, flattening it against the chair as he connected the pliers to their index finger. “ Don’t try moving your hand……… you’ll get yourself a shitload of nerve damage.” Whumper warned before wrenching the second nail. Whumpee’s world faded as they let out another gut wrenching scream, struggling against their restraints. “Three to go” Whumper hummed, tossing the nail to the floor, tilting his head deviously as whumpee tossed their head, begging for Whumper to stop. “ I finish the three today, you get a bath, dinner, and I'll let you sleep with me. Make me finish tomorrow, i’ll leave you in the chair all night and nail you down before pulling the nails from both your hands.” He didn’t wait for an answer before violently yanking at the third finger, Whumpee’s sobs getting louder as Whumper kept at it, occasionally prodding at the now exposed skin. “ There, was that really so bad?” Whumper’s voice suddenly echoed in Whumpee’s ears. They kept their head lowered, tears soaking their gag as they gasped through their cries, eyes never leaving their sore, throbbing, horrifying hand as Whumper pressed his lips to their head. “I love you”.

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A teenaged whumpee that keeps getting babied by everyone around them. They're seen as just a widdle trwamatized baby and it's infuriating as fuck

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Ever thought of this?

Whumpee passed out in the freezing snow, maybe they're lost in the mountains or maybe they got transported their with a spell.

But they're unconscious a freezing to death.... until some one who has lived in the mountains finds them.

Caretaker takes them back to their home and warms them up.

Maybe whumpee has a fever that need to be taken care of? Or maybe frostbite?

When they wake up they have no memories of what happened but they are great full the kind stranger.

Edit: it said whumper at the start and only NOW noticed. It's whumpee

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I’m a sucker for the trope where Whumpee cannot sleep peacefully unless Caretaker is holding them

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“What a good little pet you are~”

Whumper gently patted Whumpee’s head, cooing in delight as Whumpee moaned in pain.

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To add onto your dehydration post (I'm one dry guy): oh the dizziness!! Sometimes you can barely sit upright!

(stay hydrated, friends)

Damn that's good stuff tight there

Also me when I see water:

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Poor Brian....

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God I love scared men tied to a bed and gagged 😍😍😍

Ratched episode 2

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Dehydration Whump

whumper keeps all liquids from whumpee until they give in.

whumpees lips are so cracked that they can bearly open their mouth with out it opening a wound.

They feel like they're throat is made of sandpaper.

When they cry, they can only dry heave, no tears fall.

Does a tearless cry burn the eyes?

I hope so!

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Whumpee, being whumped: Ouch oof ow augh.

The whump community: YAY YIPPEE WAHOO YEAH

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not whump

if antis try to start discourse with the whump community they will be eaten alive.

They have no idea how many professional writers/ authors actually write and/ or enjoy whump.

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｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ。 ﾟ。　 february prompts

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¹⁾ a hotel dressing gown

²⁾ rough hands

³⁾ a packed suitcase

⁴⁾ spiderwebs

⁵⁾ wild raspberries

⁶⁾ an anonymous letter

⁷⁾ waist-high grass

⁸⁾ fogged-up car windows

⁹⁾ masala chai

¹⁰⁾ monday evening

¹¹⁾ yellow silk

¹²⁾ bail money

¹³⁾ smooth bourbon

¹⁴⁾ the smell of smoke at night

¹⁵⁾ cheap aftershave

¹⁶⁾ dried rose petals

¹⁷⁾ a persian carpet

¹⁸⁾ surrender

¹⁹⁾ left-handed

²⁰⁾ broken plates

²¹⁾ chamomile tea

²²⁾ a stolen pearl necklace

²³⁾ baby brother

²⁴⁾ a nightlight

²⁵⁾ three broken fingers

²⁶⁾ warm july nights

²⁷⁾ camphor

²⁸⁾ champagne in plastic party cups