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“Do you need a reminder of your place?

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Oh my god your healer whumpee was so amazing I loved it 😍

Thank you! Need to finish a bunch of like. Year old prompts after Season's Beatings, ha, but the healer stuck out yo me. Might make it a series

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Love your work! Had a fun thought! Imagine Whumper being reprimanded after abusing whumpee not because they care about whumpee but because whumper was damaging the organizations "property" telling whumper that they simply allow whumper to use whumpee and will give him to someone else if he can't take care of their stuff.

This reminded me of @hurtwithallthecomfort 's prompt about living weapon healer, which i had been meaning to write on actually!

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Whumpee backed into the corner as whumper stormed towards them. "Please! I didn't mean to hurt-"

Normally they were better- without proper concentration, healing magic could be incredibly painful. But whumpee was so incredibly tired, up all night healing themselves selfishly after their "playtime" with whumper... if only they had been given to any other mage...

Where the burn on whumper's arm had been was red with irritation as the healing magic stung them. With their other arm they lifted whumpee by the shirt, perfect height to punch them square in the stomach. "You want to try that again, huh?! I'd like to see YOU fight someone like i do out in the field, you ungrateful-"

"Drop it."

Whumpee's heart stopped, their eyes flickering to the door to their room where whumper's back was facing.

The boss. The one who had given whumpee to whumper in the first place.

Whumper all at once let go of whumpee, making them fall on their knees on their side. Like nothing had happened, they stood at attention, whumpee curled up and staring obediently at the floor.

The boss's boots were in front of them, and before they could process their chin was roughly pulled up. The boss's cold eyes roamed over their form, making them ever aware of their injuries from whumper. "What the hell have you done to this one..."

"They used their magic for pain," whumper defended, but the boss was clearly not buying it. "If they think THEY can do that to ME just because I need healing-"

"Silence." The boss put a hand up, sighing, and punching the bridge of their nose. They picked up whumpee by the back of their shirt and not so gently dropped them back on their cot. "If youre going to keep damaging my healers I will have no choice but to revoke your privilege to a healer."

Whumper tensed up, annoyed and frustrated beyond belief. Whumpee flinched back as they tightened their hands into fists at their sides. The boss only let certain people in the guild access the healers, whumpee knew, and whumper was one of their favorites... whumpee had no idea if that was a legitimate threat or not. "... my apologies, boss. I only wanted to make sure your healer wasn't stepping out of line."

"They know how to behave, I made sure." The boss rolled their eyes, backing whumper to cone with them. "Now, I have an assignment I'd like to discuss with you."

As the boss turned their back, whumper made eye contact with whumpee. They glared hard, snarling in an almost smile, as they dragged the nail of their thumb across their neck.

Whumpee whimpered, holding their knees close to themselves.

The two walked out the room, leaving whumpee alone to clean up the mess left by their beat down.

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Love your work! Had a fun thought! Imagine Whumper being reprimanded after abusing whumpee not because they care about whumpee but because whumper was damaging the organizations "property" telling whumper that they simply allow whumper to use whumpee and will give him to someone else if he can't take care of their stuff.

This reminded me of @hurtwithallthecomfort 's prompt about living weapon healer, which i had been meaning to write on actually!

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Whumpee backed into the corner as whumper stormed towards them. "Please! I didn't mean to hurt-"

Normally they were better- without proper concentration, healing magic could be incredibly painful. But whumpee was so incredibly tired, up all night healing themselves selfishly after their "playtime" with whumper... if only they had been given to any other mage...

Where the burn on whumper's arm had been was red with irritation as the healing magic stung them. With their other arm they lifted whumpee by the shirt, perfect height to punch them square in the stomach. "You want to try that again, huh?! I'd like to see YOU fight someone like i do out in the field, you ungrateful-"

"Drop it."

Whumpee's heart stopped, their eyes flickering to the door to their room where whumper's back was facing.

The boss. The one who had given whumpee to whumper in the first place.

Whumper all at once let go of whumpee, making them fall on their knees on their side. Like nothing had happened, they stood at attention, whumpee curled up and staring obediently at the floor.

The boss's boots were in front of them, and before they could process their chin was roughly pulled up. The boss's cold eyes roamed over their form, making them ever aware of their injuries from whumper. "What the hell have you done to this one..."

"They used their magic for pain," whumper defended, but the boss was clearly not buying it. "If they think THEY can do that to ME just because I need healing-"

"Silence." The boss put a hand up, sighing, and punching the bridge of their nose. They picked up whumpee by the back of their shirt and not so gently dropped them back on their cot. "If youre going to keep damaging my healers I will have no choice but to revoke your privilege to a healer."

Whumper tensed up, annoyed and frustrated beyond belief. Whumpee flinched back as they tightened their hands into fists at their sides. The boss only let certain people in the guild access the healers, whumpee knew, and whumper was one of their favorites... whumpee had no idea if that was a legitimate threat or not. "... my apologies, boss. I only wanted to make sure your healer wasn't stepping out of line."

"They know how to behave, I made sure." The boss rolled their eyes, backing whumper to cone with them. "Now, I have an assignment I'd like to discuss with you."

As the boss turned their back, whumper made eye contact with whumpee. They glared hard, snarling in an almost smile, as they dragged the nail of their thumb across their neck.

Whumpee whimpered, holding their knees close to themselves.

The two walked out the room, leaving whumpee alone to clean up the mess left by their beat down.

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honestly there needs to be more diversity in whump

mainly because i'm sick of hearing about people's cis white male whumpees HAVE SOME ORIGINALITY

when all your whumpees look the same its rly hard for me to care about any of them

if you have a main whumpee who isn't a cis white male pleaaase comment or reblog with some infodumping bc i'd love to hear about them!

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Whumpee that deceives Whumper

They rack their brain to memorize every little movement, every indicator of Whumper's mood, every pattern. At some point, they even learn to predict Whumper.

They know what Whumper likes to see. They know what they want within a few minutes, what's going to happen to them. They're powerless to stop it.

Sometimes Whumper wants them to silently cry on the floor, so they do. It would be foolish not to conserve energy while they can.

Sometimes Whumper is already in a bad mood. They probe, both because the knowledge is invaluable and because then Whumper will take it out on them.

Whumpee has a little internal guide to how to take punishments. Begin as defiant, but still shake. Look like they're trying to conceal their fear. Gradually break. It starts off as a yelp or sob or whimper followed by an immediate insult, then Whumpee goes quiet for a bit until it's “too much,” begging quietly. And then it's as if a dam has been broken, frantically pleading for mercy, for a reprieve. They look at Whumper with wide, teary eyes, and both their true self and their facade just want it to stop.

Their cries turn quiet as their energy runs out, until they can't bear to look at anything. Their flinch at Whumper's hand on their chin doesn't need to be faked. Their distress is real, and they let themselves whimper. Whumper likes displays of exhausted weakness, it makes them feel as if they've won.

They lean into the little coos and pets Whumper gives after, trying not to gag. Alarms of panic ring through their head, and they acknowledge them.

It would be easier to lose themselves in the comfort after the torture. It would be so much easier to become a shell of a person. They already act like one. Why can't they give up?

The emotional exhaustion after they've been left alone. The dark quiet. Their steadying breath. The scent of both blood and anticeptic. The locked door. The pain.

They can escape once Whumper deems them broken enough to let out unsupervised. It's just a matter of time, just a matter of maintaining this act. A matter of trust from a sadistic torturer that keeps Whumpee in a basement for no reason other than their own pleasure.

They have to keep going.

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Hi! :) Would it be possible to get descriptions of your OCs? Physical appearance, outfits, any references or anything would work. :D (ASAP, if that's okay.)

Sure! I have three main stories (Torrents Under the Skin, Coal-Black Catch, Phantom Pains) so I'll just outline the main players we've met there.

Ryn is a runesmith, so she can write and use magic runes which she can write in her leather bound notebook. Her hair is wispy and around her shoulders and in curtains in her face, a pale cream color and her skin is more tan. She's on the younger side, around eighteen. She wears adventuring gear as she adventures with her best friend, a white button shirt, green pants, a leather satchel for her runesmith supplies, and a darker green shawl that goes from her shoulders to mid torso. However once she is caught by Invidia she wears purple and black servants outfits, black pants shirt and vest with a black lace choker and purple ribbons on the choker and tying up her hair. She wears no shoes after getting caught as well.

Invidia is very tall and pale with long black hair. All her features are very pointy. She wears a black flower floor length dress with purple detailing and she has electric purple eyes. She's a sorceress so she can do magic with her hands. She is incredibly prim and proper.

Amaya is an animal shape-shifting that mainly works in mammals, as they are easiest. She has dark curly hair and darker skin. Amaya wears a deep blue loose tunic with a belt to carry tools at her side (like a small knife, bandages, a torch, adventuring stuff), dark brown pants and leather shoes, her hands and forearms wrapped up like a boxer. She's just a few years older than Ryn. Typical to shape shifters her teeth are a little sharper than a human's, abd though her irises are too dark for it to be noticeable, her pupils slit when she's angry.

Kiran is a fallen angel! Their skin is a slightly lighter than mid grey with cracks on their face, like a broken statue. They have jet black feathered wings on their back and on the sides of their head where ears should be. Their hair is dark grey, stringy and a bit above their shoulders. Kiran wears mainly white robes, but with Andras they are dressed in more formal attire. The outfit carried but it is always exclusively black or white to contrast the grey. They are a very young angel, around twelve.

Andras is a demon with purple/reddish skin a twisting horns on his head. His hair is dark purple and he keeps it long to style. He fancies himself a hunter and a skilled fencer, so he's usually in some sort of high ranking military coat with different metals on it, ashe is a young noble. Dark blues and such for his clothes. He has a thin tail with a triangle point at the end.

Spectre- or Charlie- is a ratty vigilante with dark brown hair and dark skin. Their costume is a black band covering their eyes, light blue loose shirt with a blue belt and black long sleeve under to hide a small amount of armor, black pants and chunky black books. They are around sixteen, and their superpower is invisibility.

The Overseer is a large muscular woman in a black turtleneck tank top and an almost spartan helmet covering her face. Both her arms have sleeves of flower and nature related tattoos. She has white skin, dark cargo pants, and big combat boots, and a long thin dusty colored pony tail. Her powers are psychic and telepathic, but she is prone to using physical strength to get her way.

Hope this helps!

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Love the last prompt! consider:

Living weapon whumpee who was raped by their handler expecting something similar from a new handler (who is caretaker.)

Okay, interesting :)

Living Weapon rescued after rape

Content: past rape, victim offers sexe for serices, shame, ptsd

"I can't--Please don't ask me to do that, I just, I just need some time to process--" Victim swallows. Rescuer--"Uhhh... yeah but if I don't clean that wound, you're gonna get an infection, you're shirt's stuck in it..." "Oh--oh that--oh, I'm sorry, I thought..." *Victim reddening*

"Can I have another sweatshirt?" "I'll get you a change of clothes pretty soon," "--no, I just wanted to cover up more."

Rescuer hugging victim tightly. Victim closing their eyes as Rescuer rubs their back. "You're beautiful. I know you never wanted to hurt anyone." "That's... that's not what I mean. It was... it was more than just a weapon. It was... multipurpose."

Victim waking up with nightmare, breathing hard and fast, rescuer hurries in and strokes whumpee's arm. Whumpee deliriously shouts "get the fuck off me! You promised! They told me I was safe now!"

"Please, I can help, just don't send me back. You won't regret it. I can sharpshoot, I can suck, I can bend over, whatever you want just--" "Holy fuck whumpee, slow down."

"Why don't you get I'm not going to hurt you?" "Because you touch me every time you're saying it!"

Rescuer thinking victim isn't grateful and feeling like their efforts are wasted, only to find victim crying alone saying they can't take not knowing anymore, what rescuer is going to ask for in return.

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Whump Dialogue

"Don't you ever talk about Whumpee like that!"

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Whump Dialogue

"Don't you ever talk about Whumpee like that!"

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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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Action movie hero whumper

Some action whump plot ideas

Straight black hair, combat boots, whumper who is never not palming a handgun--whumpee has the launch codes

Muscular woman with snark who "hates smart people" but is actually very smart --whumpee is a hacker she's forcing to work for her

Sweet strong young guy who would sacrifice the world for his team--whumpee is the captured sidekick of the hero who's trying to protect the world FROM his team

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Defiant and Stoic captured together

(with jokester defiant vibes)

Defiant to whumper: "yeah, keep talking..." Stoic shoots them a shocked look like do you not know when to shut your mouth

Stoic biting their lip and wincing as defiant gets slapped, then talks back again,

Stoic gets beaten instead of defiant, to see if that will shut them up

Stoic to defiant: "I wish I was as brave as you." Defiant laughs. "Brave? I only tell jokes when I'm about to piss my pants. It's the only way I keep my shit together."

Defiant gains respect for their wit and willpower, getting special favors and surviving, while stoic fades from notice and soon isn't important enough to keep alive

Defiant living in terror lest they meet the same fate as stoic and get too "boring"

Or, Stoic watching defiant get brought in bloodier and more broken every time. Trying to teach defiant how to clam up and shut down and defiant just yells at them that "that's not me!"

Stoic gaining respect for their calmness, and then defiant finally pisses whumper off enough to get killed right in front of stoic and stoic just falls to their knees and breaks down

Defiant telling a joke and slapping stoic's arm, stoic lowers their head to hide a smirk. And that smirk makes defiant's whole day.

Stoic interceding for defiant--"no he said he appreciates the finery, sir, not--" Defiant interrupts: "No, you heard me right, peacock." Stoic just melting inside as they watch defiant verbally destroy whumper...

Whumper trying to break stoic's facade by slapping, doing the chin tilt, walking around them, threatening (like "I did need a new personal attendant..."), watching for a flinch, and then defiant interrupts with "hey hands off, that one's mine!"

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im not usually big on hero x villain whump but today im thinking of the two hottest roles in them. villain and medic. i want to combine the two

villain's own medic treating them

"doctor's orders"

"i said bed rest"

"you might be a criminal mastermind or whatever but believe me, those sutures do not care"

villain's medic being the only one in a cushy position

"you know medic, if anyone else talked to me like this, they wouldn't have their tongue now" "but i'm not anyone else, am i?"

villain's own medic being their favourite on the team

"they're the most useful"

"all of you other idiots are practically useless"

villain being their own medic because i guess the evil budget only allowed for evil henchmen

the enemy medic begrudgingly treating villain

"i'm only doing this because i have principles"

"i'm under oath"

"suffering is suffering, and i just can't bear to watch it"

the enemy medic sabotaging villain's recovery

"i've never wanted to leave anyone to suffer before... that changed today"

"you know what's in this syringe? no? good"

evil medic moments?? so good. top tier. both a villain and a medic hold so much power and im just ahdhfj feral for them

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A living weapon whumpee used as bait and letting themself get captured and tortured so they can relay information back to their handler

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I love the concept of people playing with their weapons. Someone tossing and catching a dagger. Someone with a gun clicking the safety on and off or twirling it on their finger. A sword/bat user pretending their weapon is a baton and treating it as such. There's just something so interesting when people treat their weapons with such casualness and lack of caution because they know they wont hurt themself.

...now apply this to a living weapon whumpee. Handler purposely riles weapon up, just for some fun. Handler sparing with their weapon. Handler making weapon entertain them.