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the dichotomy between an attack dog vs a guard dog is like. an attack dog is sent out to carry out violence. it's starved and abused to ensure aggression. it has no other purpose outside of Attacking at the whim of its master. it's constantly on guard because a threat can come from any direction at any time. it's the dog chained up in a basement that's only set loose when there's something to kill.

but a guard dog is protecting instead of attacking. instead of being sent out to fight, it comes home to defend the house. it may be constantly on watch for an external threat, but it is content to lay with the sheep until a wolf comes to the door. the guard dog has a warm place to sleep, and is well fed and treated like a member of the household. it's free to leave at any time but it stays to protect the house anyway. do u get it. do u understand.

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my favorite genre of fictional character is like "i am terrifying to almost everyone, i'm very good at killing, i can endure anything, i've become exceptionally good at playing into my reputation, and if you try to give me positive social interaction i will react with confusion and cower in a corner like an abused animal. and i may try to shoot you. but there is also a chance i may imprint on you like a feral dog receiving its first loving touch! good luck."

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stupid whump idea. twitch streamer!whumper.

“no no no chat I’m not- I’m not gonna do that! Okay fine, I’ll stab whumpee with the screwdriver, but after that I’m going right back to building the cage!”

“Ooh, someone redeemed a waterboarding session! Alright, I’ll do that after I figure out how to fix this shock collar.”

“What’s the sub goal? Uh, 50k subs and I’ll brand whumpee with ‘Subscribe to Whumper’”

Imagine an audio recording of whumpee crying being used as a twitch alert.

“Say it, whumpee.” “T-Thank you Whumpliker420 f-for the subs.”

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Whumper's mind control affecting each whumpee differently -- one blank and detached as their real self is buried, another loopy and erratic as their sanity is unraveled, another constantly cycling between rage and grief at anything that moves as they strain to fight it every step of the way and just can't break free

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Alright Whumpblr, I want to test a theory (that I believe has been tested before)

No options for other things because I don't want stats to be skewed

Reblog for a bigger sample size!

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2021

2022

2023 list

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tiny demon being dunked in a bucket of holy water?

Thank you for the prompt!! One deep fried tiny coming up

Content Warnings: tiny whump, demon whump, torture, punishment

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Fingers pinch the demon's tail and lift him from the box he has been trapped in. It hurts to be held like this, his tail burning from the strain. He is tossed into a mesh wire strainer with a long handle and the towering human carries him in it over to a bucket of water.

It isn't just any water, he knows.

"Please," he begs, clutching the edge of the strainer and peering up at the man. "Please, it'll kill me..."

He isn't expecting a response, but the human chuckles.

"Unlikely. It's diluted. I know it won't kill you, because I've done this before to every other little pest like you that tries to steal from me."

"I won't do it again!" he promises. "Let me go and I'll get far away and never come back!"

"Oh, you'll never come back alright. You'll be lucky if you can move after I'm done with you."

"No, no, no, no!"

The man submerges the entire sieve and its contents in the bucket. Rather than the scalding burn of pure holy water, however, the effect is subtler at first. His skin prickles uncomfortably, a sensation that grows until stinging like needles over every inch of him. He keeps his eyes and mouth shut tight. When he is lifted from the water he lets out a ragged gasp; he is shaking like a leaf, tingling all over like static.

"See? Not so bad."

The horrible feeling has just started to ebb when the strainer lowers again. The demon rasps out another little "no" before he is engulfed in the water again. This time the burn is greater, like every inch of his skin is being scraped against sandpaper. It is agony on his open eyes and down his throat as he unintentionally takes in a gulp. Like before, he is lifted out again, coughing and hacking violently once he meets the air. He tries again to beg but his voice will not work. He feels like he is wrapped tight in pain.

Lowered again, the little demon lets out a whine and curls in on himself, as if that will protect him from a thing.

Ten times.

The human dips him into the water ten times. Each time is more excruciating than the last. His skin feels sore and raw and simmers with heat. Pangs shoot through his stomach after swallowing so much of the water. At first he convulses and wheezes each time he is pulled out, but by the final time, he is faint and half-conscious.

Suddenly it is bright all around. The demon groans and shields his eyes. Cool air hits his skin and it becomes clear he is outside. The human carries the sieve with him in it for some time, deep into the woods behind his house. When he has gotten far enough for his liking, he holds the sieve out and tips it over, letting the little creature drop to the ground. He lands on a bed of moss, but even its softness is too much for his tender skin.

Finally the human leaves the demon there, defenseless and so weak he can hardly move, just like he promised.

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In honor of the holiday season, can we get a whumper showing more mercy than they normally would because it's a holiday? (you can choose which holiday to write)

content: captivity, noncon drugging mention

Whumpee eyed the full plate of delicious-looking food warily. Their stomach was screaming at them to just take it, but they’d been drugged one too many times to be careless. Of course, not like being careful did anything for them. If they didn’t want to starve, they’d have to accept either way.

“What is this?” they asked.

“Christmas dinner,” Whumper said simply.

Christmas. It was already Christmas? They’d been taken in July. Was Whumper fucking with them? They frowned. “It can’t be Christmas.”

“Well, it is. Do you want your dinner or not?”

“I can’t have been here for half a year, that’s… that’s ridiculous.”

“Listen here, Whumpee.” Whumper dropped to a crouch to be at eye level with their captive. “Either you take it or leave it. But I want an answer right now, before the Christmas miracle runs out.”

“I… I’ll take it.” They pulled the plate closer. “I’ll take it.”

“Good. Merry Christmas.”

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I just saw a story on AO3 tagged "pet p!ay"

TIK TOK MUST BE STOPPED BEFORE IT DESTROYS LANGUAGE

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sorry for curling up at your feet and whimpering like an injured dog that wasn't very mysterious of me

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Whumpee who used to be so chatty. They talked to everyone, always smiling, always full of energy. Honestly, Caretaker kind of wanted them to calm down and be quiet. Yet after their rescue, they're near silent. Maybe they'll say a few words like 'yes' 'no' and 'thank you'. Maybe they'll say nothing at all. They're not full of energy, they hardly move. They don't smile. They don't meet anyone's gaze. Caretaker deeply regrets ever wanting them to be quiet.

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man this guy is my favourite character (throws rocks at him) (throws rocks at him) (throws rocks at him) (throws rocks at him (thr

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(stole from @shootingstar-17)

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Alt Prompts Round 2

Final themes round!

You hopefully know the drill by now; if not, check out the round 1 posts, main theme voting posts, and/or the announcement about alt prompt theme suggestions.

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a gun holster is more or less functionally the same as lingerie

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