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whumpster-dumpster · 4 months ago
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you often see that when whumpee gets drugged it's usually with a downer. i raise you: whumpee gets drugged with an upper.
caretaker rescuing them and being horrified that whumpee is *giggling and overjoyed* despite the horrible state their body is in from the torture.
Ooo, that is eerie, I like it!
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just-whump-and-suffering · 22 days ago
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Qros no Onna Ep 06
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whumporama · 20 days ago
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Whumpee is rescued, but they're not safe yet. Or at least, Whumpee doesn't feel like they are. But they've been poisoned, or drugged, or are so injured, that fighting back is nearly impossible.
They are awake now, though, makeshift weapon in hand, their back pressed against the wall as they hold it up in shaky hands, telling Caretaker to stay back. They don't know what's happening, they don't know who this is or where they are, but all they know is that they need to defend themselves.
Their voice is shaky, barely audible over their rasping breaths. "Stay- stay away."
Caretaker doesn't come closer, but watches as Whumpee fights their own body. They see the strain on them, the pain they're in, and how they're fighting so hard to not pass out. It would be easier, and they'll pass out eventually, but the fear is keeping them here. Caretaker just remains calm, trying to reach them with their words. "It's okay, Whumpee, you're safe. Just let it happen."
Whumpee fights for a bit longer, blinking rapidly to stay in the moment, trying to grasp their weapon, but it's futile. Their body gives up, and the collapse, not even the fear of what is going to happen now that they're unconscious can keep them awake.
Caretaker catches them before they hit the floor.
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of-wounds-and-woes · 9 days ago
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From the Japanese series Fuujinshi, episode 6.
Context: He was drugged by a loved one so he can recover.
Check out @love-me-a-lotta-whump’s incredibly detailed whump list of the series here.
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whumpypepsigal · 1 month ago
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aceofwhump · 9 days ago
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Heroes 3x14
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just-here-for-the-whump · 8 months ago
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White Collar 1x10 Vital Signs
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letthewhumpbegin · 2 months ago
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MacGyver, s2e4
My GIF masterlist
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whumpster-dumpster · 21 days ago
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When the sedative is taking a little too long to kick in for Whumper's liking so they get impatient and just knock Whumpee out by force instead. Double whammy, getting drugged and a head injury
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sowhumpful · 3 months ago
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just-whump-and-suffering · 3 months ago
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Boonboomger Ep 37
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megalokiodinsonlove · 3 months ago
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They are all in different clothes, so does that means Neal spent the night at Burkes and we didn't see them taking care of him?
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mya-jaa5 · 1 month ago
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scaramouche and you have been friends for a while, at first you two didn’t talk to each other, until he started greeting you in the mornings, or talk to you during class, even sometimes helping you with homework at lunch. scaramouche was funny, he had sarcastic humor, you like to tease him, just to get a reaction from him since he likes to act nonchalant all the time… But it was just all fun.
Until recently you noticed even when you don’t sit next to him in class, he glanced at you a lot, he’s quiet, not a lot of friends, but he can talk if you talk to him, like teachers. Even your friends tell you how he always glances at you in class, you were a little happy, getting small attention from a guy who’s practically a loner…. He’s cute… You don’t care for his reputation, just his personality.
You weren’t the most popular, but you and your big friend group made you known… seeing this scaramouche became a bit hesitant that you were gaining more friends, people to talk to, even when you weren’t around your main friends you always had someone else you talked to… Scaramouche knew this was your personality, you had no control over it…. Surly he could so something about it. 
Slowly…. Scaramouche started doing little things for you, like if you didn’t have a pencil, he’d go in front of the class just to get one for you, or if you printed photos out for a project he’d pick it up and hand it to you, even going out of his way to give you snacks without asking you. It was the little things that made you happy.
Scaramouche started to overthink also, what if you started another friendship? With another guy, what if you two get closer than what scaramouche and you have, i mean technically you may have put your friend group over him but… But that only means for little competition for your attention, but it made sense why since he’s a guy…  Scaramouche wants to be your first, your to go person, the person Y/N seeks too, message, any type of time spent with you, and your attention focused him.
Scaramouche decided that now he needed to save you. 
It was the perfect time around, winter hit, seasonal depression slowly getting to you,  well just recently you’ve been feeling down, your friends were in a bit of a argument, which caused you to choose between your friends, and your home life… Man scaramouche would never tell you, but it was pathetic, plus with all the progress he made just to be close enough to you to listen to your problems, issues. Scaramouche knew he soothed you, comforted you. Everything he did was intentional. 
Soon you will see. 
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Today a guy ends up confessing to you, the guy told you to text him how you feel since you didn’t have an answer right then and there. Later you and scaramouche had class together, you both normally chatted, scaramouche was focused on his assignment while you were looking at the board, cus you were done.
“Yeah some guy had confessed to me today… I didn’t really know him so i told him to give me time” y/n said.
Scaramouche didn’t look up from his paper, he was focused on his assignment.
“You didn’t really know him?” 
Scaramouche repeats what you said.
“The answer is clear y/n, why do you need time to think about an answer.”
Scaramouche was saying that the clear answer was no
“Your only gonna get his hopes up, if you had gave him the straight forward answer you wouldn’t be worrying about this” 
still focused on his assignment 
You thought for a moment.
“Yeah well… He also said he wanted to get to know me… And we could take it slow… That sounds a little reassuring….?”
Y/n said.
Scaramouche looks up at you blankly.
“y/n… You’ve gotten this far right? What’s to change for this boy you barely know, not only that but going for a guy who gives you the slightest bit of attention? Don’t be a pick me….”
You were a bit surprised at his honesty, you knew he was blunt but geez…
“Hey! i’m not a pick me… It’s not like i fell in love with the guy already… i just considering it… Maybe talking to him, getting to know him would be nice, and a nice way to enter a relationship-“
“Stop there y/n… You don’t work on relationships… They just happen, that’s like me saying i’m working on being best friends with someone, that’s just weird. If you want a genuine relationship just let it happen.” 
He sternly said, like he’s shutting down your idea.
You scratched your head as you turn to look at him.
“…. This situation don’t feel like something genuine…?”
You asked scaramouche, actually wondering and considering his words.
He gave you one glance, then returned to his homework.
“No, if you need emotional support i’ll go with you to refuse his confession.”
“hm…” You look down at your paper now thinking.
His words were a little harsh, maybe you are over thinking this, you finalize your thought with a “it’s better to be single” and accept it. 
“…Yeah your probably right..…” You say.
after a moment a silence…
Scaramouche looks at you once more, his eyes softening just a bit if you were really paying attention… You were looking at your homework now. 
“Just text him y/n… I’m sure after that he’ll leave you alone… Plus i’ll probably provoke him so, don’t think too much about it.”
He tells you reassuring you.
It did reassure you, since you didn’t want to approach the guy to only tell him bad news… texting him would be much better, easier and no drama.
You’d come up with a explanation and text it to him soon…
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Few days later scaramouche invited you to go the store with him after school, saying he’d give you a ride back, and that he needed supplies for a certain project in one of his classes. Now who are you to turn down a free ride, and a nice car? currently scaramouche was taking you home, you were just drinking a soda scaramouche bought you, and thankfully graced him for, you were quite thirsty, you even forgotten your water bottle that day... though it tasted weird… metallic almost… you look down at the drink seeing it fuzz… like it’s reacting to something in the drink, kinda looked like powder in the drink.
“this taste weird… did you taste the drink before buying it-“
And next thing you know you were knocked out…
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You soon wake up… Candle scented room… You open your eyes and see that your in a room… You were laying on a towel of some sort on the floor, the room is pretty empty, besides some drawers or rubble… also the fact that the whole room is covered in saran wrap…
You try to get up only to hear a shackle sound, you froze and tried again… Seeing that it resisted you there on the hard railing, only one of your hands but there wasn’t anything you can reach with your arm chained to the bed… despite it being black in the room the candles showed just a little, only 2 being lit. Seems like you made a lot of noise because…
You hear the room door unlock. 
Scaramouche comes into the room and throws a bag filled with something heavy on the floor. Then comes up to you.
“Hello y/n” 
He squats in front of you, this was the first time you ever saw him smile willingly, or up most… this side to him was new, he had crazed eyes, he was fidgeting a little.
“Scaramouche why am i here…??”
You say timidly.
Scaramouche eyes seem to soften when you spoke in a low scared tone, something that’s rare for scaramouche. Scaramouche sits a bit besides you.
“Your so pathetic y/n… Wanting love, accepting any kind of love without realizing it’s love, you always been desperate for a lover….”
Scaramouche said the end with a bit of irritation and condescending tone.
“But… I know you don’t do it intentionally… mya i don’t want you to be hurt… I want to protect you from all that… Your just too dumb without me…” 
Suddenly he hugs you.
This is weird… Walls and furniture being wrapped up… Even the floor… Being kidnapped, you weren’t all that dumb, what else could you assume, that he was most definitely going to kill you. He nudged his nose into your neck.
“A-Are you gonna kill me…?”
Scaramouche starts to sensually rub your shoulder with his hands, then your arm, Scara purrs in your ear, seemly lost on the moment being close to you.
“What makes you think that sweetie?”
Y/n look around the room, and scara does too, realizing you noticed the saran wrap all over the room. Scaramouche smiles at you and pats your head.
“Your so observant, you like to watch crime shows a lot? Well your not so dumb afterall… ah but no i’m not, we have another guest…” 
Scaramouche pulls away from you sighing, at the loss of touch from you. Leaving the room and coming back with… Someone on a chair. 
“scara… you didn’t….” 
You say shocked and disbelief, scaramouche brought the fucking guy who confessed to you… what’s with all this…
“Yup just that guy! it really irritated me when you told me he confessed, not only that but he was still waiting for an answer?”
He pulls the guy head up by his hair, his face mixed with blue and purple… His face plumped up like he got bashed with something… Scratches all over his face. Your face contorts at the thought of going though whatever that guy went through.
“Did you ever text him? like i said y/n.”
He saids looking at you sharply, and with authority.
“Um… I never sent it”
you say nervously, and quickly looking away.
Scaramouche chuckles.
“Yeah well i’ve always known, y/n you should start listening to me more often… Anyway i knew because i saw you never texted him on instagram, then i started to wonder if he contacted your number, or other social media i don’t know of… Don’t worry y/n… I got it under control. Imagine what he would’ve done just for an answer, consistently text you, go up to you…. Stalk you……
And unfortunately, If you wont do anything about It I will, mya from now on, you listen to me, and everything I say.”
You were surprised by his tone how… How you almost listened to him…. You quickly gained some confidence to say something back .
“Y-You can’t just command me…!”
Scaramouche gives you a death glare. Daring you to say anything else.
“Y/n, i’m only trying to give him a lesson, but if you’d like to get one afterwards…”
He saids sinisterly and irritated.
You decide to shut up after that.
“Ah that’s what i thought… Anyway …”
Scaramouche then pours water on the poor guy, and he wakes up
*he gasps and flinches, seemly scared the moment he woke up. “please no…“
Poor guy face was so beat up he couldn’t even figure out what he was looking at now…. 
“Cmon dude! it was just a crush not even that serious… Just let me go please i don’t deserve this!!
The man cries and whines, begging for his life.
“Shut up… “ scaramouche grumbles
Scaramouche goes and picks up that heavy bag and drops everything in it all on the floor… It’s weapons… Knifes, chainsaw, machetes, torture devices, all that stuff…
“Now mya.. To prove my love… I want you to pick one, for me to use.”
He looks at you with twisted affection….????
“What-?! You want me to pick how to kill him?? No i’m not doing that!”
the man turns his head over while scaramouche not looking to see what that sound was, as you watch him you see his face go cold, he starts sobbing and even praying.
“y-y/n?? Is this some sick plan?? Please y/n give me mercy…..” the poor guy said.
“Shut the fuck up, or should i break your face until you look different .”
Despite scaramouche not talking to you… You were surprised that it almost shut you up too, he was glaring at the man currently.
“Scaramouche… Please let him go…”
You say timidly. Scaramouche visibly looked like he was gonna swing at him just for uttering your name. 
Scara looks back at you, sighing audibly, he still looks mad but his voice softens as he responds to you…
“Y/n… Im not gonna do that, anyway… I’m sure you can think of some creative way from those crime shows you watch…”
He was getting closer to you, like he was trying to persuade you, using his charm at you despite the situation.
“Cant you see y/n… I’ll do anything for you… Please just give me something… Just point a weapon at least…”
He sat back on the floor next to you, He’s now buried his head in your neck.
“I can’t just…”
You hesitantly said, scared to say the rest of your sentence or you’ll get shutdown again.
Scaramouche grabs you by your waist now looking down at you.
“y/n it’s inevitable…. Let it go… Let it happen”
With much guilt…. You look at the floor full of weapons… And point at the small pocket knife
He looks over, and he sighs looking back at you.
“What would you be without me…”
He smiles and kisses your cheek softly and affectionately, and gets up and off of you and goes over to pick it up, though it seems he missed it… Instead picking up the axe right next to it.
“S-Scara please hold on…”
“I love you y/n… I want you to watch please”
Scaramouche smiles. now walking next to the guy tied to the chair, smiling from ear to ear, just happy that your there.
“Are you ready shitface?, all that work for nothing… she was never gonna choose your weird body built self.” 
Scaramouche presses the axe onto his arm, just giving him a scratch, deep enough to draw blood, giving a teaser of what he’s about to get.
“fuck you!! and fuck you y/n!!!”
the guy yells and screams. Slowly scara fully gets back, and plunges the man in the chest with the axe… by throwing it… 
“ACK-“ 
the guy immediately coughing up blood.
The blood spattered everywhere, blood dripping from his chest…. The axe must i’ve not hit his heart yet… Since he’s still full on screaming, but now grasping onto life…
You were shocked… This is new to you so you were processing everything slowly, but everything was happening fast, you just now registering the fact you can see the insides of his chest, his ribs showing also omfg…
“o-oh my FUCKING GOD SCARAMOUCHE??”
(You start to crawl back the edge of the bed.)
The poor guy continues screaming, and he begins to have a seizure, the poor sight of seeing foam and blood come out his mouth, it’s traumatizing to watch. Scaramouche quickly goes to get another weapon, that small knife you actually chose, and comes over and slices his throat to cut off his vocal cords, but then continuing to cut through, likes he’s trying to cut off his head, ultimately the guy dies… 
YES you were crying a little, you were scared as FUCK. You try your best not to look at the now dead man, seeing he had an axe through his chest, and his head now being held off his neck… Like it would drop his head due to the pressure of it being on its side… Blood being splattered everywhere even on you and especially scaramouche… It’s just something your not used to… You were shaking so much.
“y/n…. This makes me so happy” 
He finally turns away from the man, Scaramouche looks like he relieved…? Much more calmer, you were surprised by his reaction initially just staring at him, emotions everywhere and overthinking.
He comes up to where you sitting, though you back away from him scared of him, pushing him away with your hands*
Scaramouche tilts his head confused.
“Y/n…? No no don’t look away.”
He gets closer and pulls your arms towards him, and tilts your head up to look at him. By this point your back is against the wall, while scaramouche is inching more in front of you.
“Are you also happy mya? Your free now…”
He looks at you now caressing your face looking at you affectionately.
You try to look away from the blood… Splattered on his face. Only for scara to force your chin back to him. Feeling the smudge of blood on his hands on your chin and cheek.
“mya we can focus on just us now… Now there’s nothing holding you back, I can have you… 
He sighs like a big bolder just got off his shoulder and puts his face in your neck, sniffing you like a pervert.
“I- I don’t wanna be in here… Scara… It’s creepy in here…” you say in a very low low tone, this did affect you a little
Scaramouche doesn’t move from your neck.
(“Do you like your new clothes, I picked them myself… I think it suits you…”
Scara taking the time to appreciate the lingerie and nightgown he had put on you.. 
he sighs.)
“All this work just to make you happy Y/n…. It’s fine because it’s worth it… I’ll be back”
He goes to the drawer and grabs a syringe
“this will prick your neck a little…”
he suddenly kisses you softly as he then puts it in your neck… soon you fall asleep to remember the rest….
____ part two soon, im still not done w it but there will be smut
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hurtcomfortguaranteed · 11 months ago
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In The Sentinel 2x12, Blair is unwittingly drugged with a powerful hallucinogen that sends him into a violent, disoriented frenzy. Jim manages to calm him down before the overdose kills him.
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whumpdoyoumean · 10 months ago
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The people have spoken! This year's Whump March Madness winner is...
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Drugged!!!
Thank you for another great year!
Here are 6 excellent druggings for you to watch (or rewatch):
~Stranger Things, 3x06
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~The Man From UNCLE (2015)
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~White Collar, 1x10
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~Endeavour, 4x02
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~Constantine, 1x03
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~9-1-1: Lone Star, 3x12
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envysparkler · 9 months ago
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In a world where Batman never joined the Justice League, Superman rescues Robin in Ethiopia.
Batman arrives at the exploded warehouse, too late as usual, but Superman is there. Superman tells Batman he took Jason to Themyscira to heal from his wounds, and Batman demands to be taken there as well.
In this universe, Batman has a strong suspicion of the Justice League. His demand for the League to stay out of Gotham is half-fear, since the League is full of gods and aliens that he cannot hope to beat in a fair fight. To make matters worse, Dick left Gotham for Bludhaven, took a Kryptonian name, and refuses to talk to him.
Of course, in response to Batman's standoffishness, the Justice League doesn't much like him either.
Themyscira is Not Happy that Batman's there. They're happy to heal Jason, but an adult man who radiates hostility? They only let in Batman on Superman's word, and Wonder Woman demands Batman disarm completely and follow all their rules. So Bruce is left weaponless on an island of people far stronger than he is and are predisposed to despise him.
When Jason wakes up fully, he gets into old arguments with Bruce and screams at him to leave him alone. Bruce is forcibly escorted out and more than one person comments on his parenting skills.
Things come to a head at some festival-type thing that Bruce is forced to attend. He drinks something that makes him feel very fuzzy, snapping the razor thin control over his panic, and has a breakdown. Wonder Woman calls for Superman, but that doesn't help, Bruce just begs Superman not to take Jason away from him like he took Dick.
Bruce passes out. When he wakes up the next day, he runs immediately to Jason's room--his heart stops when he sees Superman there. Clark gently asks him how much he remembered of the previous night and Bruce is unable to fully hide his fear. Clark promises he won't take Jason away. Jason, for all his snappishness, is very alarmed at the idea of being taken away from Bruce, and clings tight to his father, hissing at anyone who tries to separate them.
Diana apologizes for their mistaken assumptions and his treatment here, and Clark finally flies them both back to Gotham for Jason to complete his treatment there. Bruce really only calms back down when he gets to the Cave and confirms that there are no Justice League members anywhere near Gotham.
The next day, there's a knock on the door. Dick looks uncertain of his welcome, but Clark was very insistent he show up to correct some misunderstandings. Bruce hugs him tight and refuses to let go of either of his sons for quite some time.
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