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There’s something so heartbreaking about a soft ‘Can we go home now?’ Doesn’t matter the situation. It’s always so good.

Some situations:

Home is destroyed or otherwise inaccessible

Whumpee’s in a hospital (maybe waiting in emergency or admitted)

Kidnapped

They’re at an event and feeling unwell

They’re already heading home but it’s far

They are home (and delirious)

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i really like it when the whumpee starts begging for their life. just an absolute mess, blubbering about how they don't wanna die, and how they're sorry, and how they'll do anything, just please, don't-

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day 10: execution/fake execution/begging for mercy

content: begging, guns, death threat

“Booooring,” Whumper drawled. “You’re getting awfully, unbearably boring. What am I to do with you?”

Whumpee swallowed hard, the possibilities of what might happen if they failed to be entertaining running through their mind at rapid speed. “I, I, I can— I can entertain you better, I—”

“I need something new. Something big. You beg so prettily for me, but I can’t help but wonder… Could you beg even better? Could you do it even more desperately?” They walked over to a set of drawers and pulled one out, grabbing a… gun. Whumpee’s eyes went wide.

“I can beg better!” they said immediately. “I can do anything you want! What do you need me to say? Or do? Should I beg like a dog? Should I cry? What do you want me to do? I’ll do anything, please, please, just don’t kill me. Please.”

“That’s some real desperation,” Whumper said with a grin. They aimed the gun right at Whumpee’s head, seemingly relishing the way they trembled at the sight. “More. I want more.”

“What do you want more of?” they asked through tears. “Please, just tell me! I can do whatever you want me to do, please, please, I don’t want to die! Please, just tell me what to do!” They crawled a little closer, slowly, cautiously, and lowered themself to the floor. They kissed Whumper’s shoes reverently, like it was the best thing they’d ever done in their life. “Please… Please, please, please, just don’t kill me…”

Whumper laughed. “Oh, yeah. This is it. This is what I’m talking about.”

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Some defiant whumpee quotes with no context

"Come and get it then."

"Happy now? Yeah, you're welcome."

*Very long silence, then* "...No."

"Well, ....then, fuck you, I guess."

"No, I do not have a death wish." "No, I did not ask for this!"

"see how well that works with me. I dare you."

"you think I'm scared?" *Laughs* "just because you can hear my heart beat? I got... Low blood pressure or something, alright?"

"ooh, the big whip."

"Are we compensating for something?"

"no, I-I wasn't begging, I was... Providing a rational reason for you to... Wait wait wait!"

"...go to hell."

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some random whumpy doodles i forgor i made :P teehee

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Defiant whumpee but they're cooperating

(sadistic whumper vibes)

"I'm comi--I said I'm COMING!" *Crying, as whumpee is painfully manhandled anyway*

"Get on your knees." Whumper orders. "Fuck you," whumpee growls as they thump to the floor.

"Honestly I would've been gentler, but you had to resist," whumper shrugs. "I did everything you told me to!" Whumpee shouts. "Yeah, but I don't like your attitude."

"I'll do anything you want, please just stop!" Whumpee begs. Whumper pretends to consider it for a moment. "But... I want you to take another punishment. Can you do that for me?"

"Bastard, you can't control me!" "I can't? Then... why are you naked? Did you do that because you wanted to?" Whumper laughs at whumpee's flustered face. "Because that would be almost better."

Whumpee cursing at whumper every time they shove them around, but not fighting back

"it's like you want me to do this to you, isn't it?" Whumper eggs them on. "I didn't ask for this, you motherfucker!" "Then why are you still provoking me?"

"don't give me that look." Whumper points at whumpee's glaring face. Whumpee hisses a breath in. "Do you want me to fucking smile?"

Muttered curses every time whumper touches them

Giving the answers whumper wants to hear--in a dejected monotone.

"are you going to be good?" "Yes." "Do you want a treat?" "...yes..." "But you were bad, so you don't deserve a treat do you?" *Soft sigh* "no..." "What do bad pets get?" Whumpee shudders. "Answer the question, whumpee. What do bad pets get."

Can do this with living weapon whump too. "Let's try this again, weapon." "Yes sir." "What did you do?" "I let them live--I-I created a liability! ...sir." "And what happens when you turn on your owners?"

"Sir, can I --" "No." Whumpee grinding their teeth and keeping their face turned away to hide their bitter anger. "Yes sir."

[guys I have been gone for a while bc of bad life events but I'm coming back soon]

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Stoic whumpee pretending to be submissive, but slowly breaking

(pet/slave vibes, sarcasm)

Content: whipping, beating, nocon nudity

"I'll do anything, sir, I'm not going to make trouble," whumpee closes their eyes to roll them

"You're not going to ask why?" Whumper frowns. Whumpee quenches his sarcasm as he answers, "I never ask why, sir."

"Kneel." *Whumpee thumps down* "Yes, sir, I'll be the perfect highlight to the furniture down here, thank you for the opportunity to serve you, sir."

To see how far their obedience goes, whumper orders them to strip down in front of guests. They hesitate for a full 5 seconds and then just... Do it, smiling shakily

"You're hiding something, whumpee." "...I am?" Whumpee tries to look puzzled, but the corners of their mouth are twitching. "You're not going to be smiling when I'm done with you."

Adding punishments to force out some streak of defiance that whumper feels must be there

But every time whumpee is beaten/humiliated, it takes them longer to assume the submissive pose and force their eyes down

Whumpee losing bits of control as whumper catches them glaring, pausing to rest, or heaven forbid giving them the finger

Adding lashes and humiliations, each punishment worsens as whumper tries to get them "back under control"

Trembling lips as whumpee slumps to the floor after whumper leaves, realizing they may not ever escape, trying not to downright break down in tears

"What do you think you're doing, hm?" Whumper keeps trying to tilt whumpee's chin up. Whumpee doesn't have the strength to keep their voice submissive, so they don't answer.

Whumpee's attempts just visibly weak. "Yeah, yes sir, I know, i am quite an idiot sir," whumpee sighs as they plod away to follow orders.

Whumper deciding they're just not scared enough. Pulls out a whip and watches whumpee wince subtly.

When whumper orders whumpee to kneel in front of them, they stare blankly for just a moment too long before obeying.

One day whumper is being led back to the whipping post and they just, stop. "Whumpee? Walk." Whumpee turns on whumper. "Give me one goddamn reason why."

The punishments that land whumpee on the floor, curled in and sobbing for real this time. Whumper realizes in these moments whumpee seems like a completely different person.

"why do you suddenly think you can be defiant, whumpee?" Whumper toes their body after a particularly heavy beating. "I always was, man. I'm just... Tired of fucking pretending."

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Defiant whumpees joking around with whumper

Content: degradation, beating, whipping

Whumper doesn't slap them for their sarcastic comments, instead they laugh

Randomly punishes defiant whumpee for their sass, but not consistently enough to make it stick. They don't actually want whumpee to stop, it's entertaining.

"I think you're enjoying torturing me too much." "No such thing as too much fun."

Whumper coming back down to the basement where whumpee is tied up. "What's it gonna be this time, whumper?" "Oh, maybe the brass knuckles today." *Whumpee goes silent.*

Whumpee trying even harder to push whumper's buttons and getting a laugh and ten lashes for it.

Over time whumpee stops joking. They get that dead, glassy-eyed look as the last piece of their personality is erased.

Whumper ordering them to sass them so they can punish them for it. But also punishing them for not speaking.

"it's alright." Whumpee mutters. "I know I'm just a piece of shit. you don't have to keep trying to prove it."

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Prompt #3507

"I can't believe they left you."

"I told them to go-"

"I eat people," the eldritch villain reminded them. "They left you behind to be eaten. That's low."

"Better me than all of us." The hero shifted their weight, careful not to disturb their broken leg. "What's that thing you always say about antelope? 'The fit survive'? Well, they were fit. I'm injured. That's the circle of life."

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thinking abt cuteness aggression but like directed towards whumpees from their whumpers. like auahghhb that guy’s so silly and adorable i gotta beat him up rn

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ohhh we love a good “forced to torture your friend while undercover as a bad guy” don’t we

like. when you meet their eyes and you both know you have to do it and you have to do it well

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"You should kneel before your master."

- "My what now?!"

- "Sure, but I don't think it will fix you."

- "No <3"

- "If you find him, let me know, would you."

- "oH yEs mAsTeR wHaTEvEr YoU SaY."

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i ❤️ men screaming in excruciating agony and pain and writhing on the floor and crying and begging and pleading and desperate and vulnerable and and and and

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something about a whumpee begging not to be killed.

their voice hoarse from screaming or just with that raspy undertone as they yell, beg, plead for the whumper not to kill them. full of emotion, of raw terror as whumper towers over them with a smile on their face.

alternatively

a whumpee believing caretaker is their new whumper, on their knees begging not to be killed, their raspy tone making caretaker flinch in sympathy. and caretaker, meanwhile, just kinda wanted to tend to whumpee's scraped knee

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Mind games

How about a Whumper painstakingly conditioning their Whumpee to obey certain rules.

But one day, all of a sudden... They change the rules.

And Whumpee is severely punished for displaying their old, conditioned behaviour. Unfortunately - but also intentionally - some things just go on auto-pilot. A snap of fingers and Whumpee drops to their knees.

Wrong.

Maybe throw in some gaslighting, "Whoever taught you that, darling? Me?! I don't know where you ever got that idea..."

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I think we as a community underestimate how truly terrifying it is to be stuck/restrained, and the panic response that comes with it. I got my hand lodged in a tight place, and while it was very simple to get it unstuck, it wasn't as easy as a simple slip. It was scary just to have my hand stuck of my own actions, while knowing how to get it unstuck.

So imagine the terror that ensues when it's your entire body, restrained by someone who wants to do you harm. Plus, the panic that comes as as result causes you to pull or fight against whatever it is that has you, which is painful. Trying to tug and force your way out of a situation will only cause you to hurt and become even more panicked when it doesn't work. Just. We need to describe that terror more I think.

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Can I get uhhhhhhhh rookie whumper?

They don't have the poised and graceful intimidation of an experienced whumper. You can see their hands shaking with excitement and nerves. They try to sound tough, but they can't contain their eager smile.

Whumpee would almost prefer someone who knew what they were doing. At least then they could know what to expect. At least then they could take some comfort knowing that they won't be accidentally killed because their torturer was just a bit too trigger happy and inexperienced.

Whumpee would really rather not be the guinea pig for testing which torments scratch Whumper's sadistic itch. They really don't want to be the unfortunate soul who years and years of fantasizing would finally be let out on.

Not to mention how sloppy this whumper can be. They have no idea how much force it takes to break a bone or yank a fingernail. It'll probably take them a couple tries to get what they were going for. A couple of tries that whumpee has to sit through.