#inhuman whump

[rosetyler42]

Some Drericka fluff inspired by this migraine whump post from @delicatewhumps and @thewhumpcaretaker

@lovelylivelyv @heartsong1994 @deathfangirl9 @hotelt-resurrection @speedygivermusic @martin44444 @kasiawwikkh @kittyball23

[blackrosesandwhump]

Starting a thing for those who like non-human whumpees:

Reblog with your favorite non-human whumpee trope!

[themonstrousmenagerie]

I was asked to tell more about our adorable kitten, and I’m happy to oblidge. He was sent to us after his owner’s passing

Not dead, just before a massive exam

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[seth-whumps]

"we'll aren't you a fascinating little thing. you don't look entirely... human. come now, don't be shy. i'm dying to know - what are you?" + whumpee

"Get your filthy hands off of me."

"The creature that will rip your throat out if you come any closer."

"I don't know. Whatever they made me."

"I--what are you going to do to me?"

"Nothing. I'm nothing important. Let me go. Please."

[shshshquietnow]

Whumpers that get their energy from fear. Feed on it, need it for a spell or machine. Whatever it is they don't care about hurting or killing whumpee, no no no that's a waste of resources. Whumpee is perfectly terrified and it's delicious! So whumpee doesn't need to know this monster isn't planning on eating them or this scientist hooking them up to a machine isn't gonna cut them open or this mage isn't going to absorb their soul or whatever. Whumper just wants them to sit there, be fun to toy with, and be scared out of their MIND.

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 34

Jaskier is a succubus/incubus (Cause some sources say it's based on the entity's gender, and some say the name is based on the gender of the people they have sex with, so if he's a succubus or if he's an incubus is up to you, darling <3) Jaskier hasn't told Geralt of this, of course. He'd rather not add another thing to Geralt's seemingly endless list of things he hates about Jaskier. Jaskier jumps from bed to bed in towns, because he physically feeds on the passion of his little midnight trysts he has with lonely unsatisfied women in town. He'd go for men too, but doesn't need more mobs chasing him out of town and annoying Geralt. Geralt finally snaps at him one night, fed up with getting chased out of three fucking towns in a row. And the worst part isn't even the fact they keep getting thrown out. It's when Jaskier comes to him, ruffled, kiss-bruised, and reeking of sex he had with someone else. Jaskier, scared of Geralt leaving him behind, promises that he'll volunteer to have a dry-spell. No more cuckolding husbands for Jaskier, no sirree! However, being a succubus/incubus means that the longer he goes without some passion, the more weak he gets, and he starts to fall ill. Geralt grows increasingly worried. One night at camp, Geralt kisses Jaskier's forehead when Jaskier is asleep and he watches as color visibly returns to Jaskier's face, and Geralt's medallion hums. Geralt is now suspicious Jaskier has been cursed. Jaskier returns to looking peaky by the next morning. That is, until Geralt drags him into a hug on a hunch, and sure enough, Jaskier looks better. The more romantic the gesture, the more it seems to help Jaskier. Jaskier finally confesses what he is, bawling and sure that Geralt will banish him at the least and kill him at the most. Geralt is horrified, and hugs his friend close, promising he'd never do either. (BECAUSE THE MOUNTAIN BREAKUP SHOULD'VE NEVER LEFT THE WRITING ROOM) Geralt offers to have sex, wanting Jaskier to be healthy again, but Jaskier doesn't want the only time he gets to sleep with the love of his life to be when Geralt doesn't even love him back. He says as such, and Geralt stumbles his way through confessing that Jaskier's feelings are requited, and Geralt loves him too.

[mj-iza-writer]

If its not too much trouble I think a non human Whumpee that can't touch water because it burns them or something like that being forced to take a shower by whumer could be interesting

Warning: swearing, water torture.

"The water is corroding through your skin. Your skull is about to feel the burn of ten thousand suns. Tell me where your coven is", Whumper stared angrily at the beast restrained on the cold metal slab.

"No", Whumpee gritted their teeth.

Another droplet of water dripped out of the bucket hung directly above their head. A tiny hole had been made into the plastic bucket. Every few minutes a droplet of water worked its way out of the hole and onto Whumpee's head.

It sizzled as it landed on Whumpee's forehead.

Whumpee let out a guttural scream and fought against the restraints.

"This can all be over. Where are they?", Whumper slammed on the table.

"Fuck off... I'm not telling you", Whumpee barred their fangs.

Whumper sighed and slapped the bucket a few times. Droplets of water sprinkled all over Whumpee's face.

"AHHUGH", Whumpee screamed. They took deep breaths and squirmed around the table.

"Maybe a sip of water would help. Are you thirsty?", Whumper reached for a cup.

Whumpee closed their mouth and tucked their lips in tightly.

Whumper fought them for a few moments before someone else came in.

"You'll kill them if they drink it. We need answers", they warned.

"I'll take that drink now that you mention it", Whumpee whispered, "I'd rather die."

"Not a chance", they took the cup from Whumper and splashed it over Whumpee's bare chest.

"Mmmm", Whumpee groaned, "fuck all of you."

Their skin bubbled up and sizzled

"Put them away. We can give them some time to stew in their cell. No food or water. We have no idea what that thing can eat and what will kill them", they turned leaving Whumper to their devices.

Whumpee screamed as another droplet fell on their forehead.

"It looks like we hit bone", Whumper chuckled.

Whumpee was left on the table they had been restrained too. They looked around the room they had been left in.

Reinforced metal walls and an even heavier door. Cameras pointed at them from every angle.

Whumpee's head ached, and they were so hungry.

"Oh the forest is where I run and play. I can roam there all night and day", Whumpee sang, "my ancestors left the forest for me. I take care of it like I've learned and seen."

"Shut up", a robotic voice yelled at them, "the only thing we want you to say is information about your coven."

Whumpee sang louder over the voice. This was the only way they could keep their sanity.

Their cell door was slammed open, causing them to jump.

Their table was roughly pulled out if the room.

"Where are you taking me?", Whumpee frowned as they watched the room they were in earlier pass by.

Whumpee fought violently when they realized they had been brought into the locker rooms.

"You wouldn't", Whumpee yelled, "you fucking wouldn't."

They screamed as they passed a sign that read showers.

"Try me", Whumper glared as they turned the shower on.

A gag was pushed into Whumpee's mouth.

Whumpee looked at their captors with wide eyes. The table they were on began to be pushed to the shower head.

"Yhmm, nmmmm", Whumpee screamed into the gag.

Their feet went under first... then their legs.

Whumpee's eyes were squeezed shut as their skin blistered and bubbled.

"Stop", an order came from the entrance of the locker room.

Whumper quickly pushed the table even farther under the water.

Whumpee's stomach smoked as the water beat against their skin.

Whumpee went in and out of consciousness. They knew the water had been turned off. Their skin continued to pulsate. The pain was too much.

They could hear Whumper being reprimanded.

"Under attack", was the last thing they heard.

Whumpee weakly opened their eyes.

Everything hurt. Their skin was so tight from the burns. They looked down over themself. Their skin was blistered and bumpy. Other patches didn't have any skin at all.

Someone came into the room.

"Please, please no more", Whumpee cried, "just kill me."

"Hey shh. We are taking you home", someone frowned, "I am captain..."

"H-home", Whumpee whispered, "no, how did you find....", Whumpee started to hyperventilate.

"I need you to relax. We are the good guys. Your coven told us that you had been kidnapped. It took us time to find you. Unfortunately the damage is severe. Your captors will pay for what they've done. They will stand trial. We are rushing you home now. Your people know better on how to heal you."

Whumpee shivered, both from the pain, but also from the idea of going home.

"Someone has been waiting on a line for when you woke up", the captain clicked a button, "do you wish to hear from them."

Whumpee nodded, not knowing what to expect.

"This is the Coven's leader. Am I talking to Whumpee?"

"Y-yes", Whumpee's lip quivered.

The leader took in Whumpee's whimpering.

"You have done good work protecting our coven. You have been declared a hero. The medicine woman is ready to receive you. She knows of your injuries. A feast will be held in your honor", the leader explained to Whumpee.

Whumpee couldn't control themself and started to cry.

The captain saw red coming from Whumpee's eyes.

"Their eyes are bleeding", the captain told the leader.

"It's tears. We don't cry normal tears because of the water. Our species have evolved to cry blood platelets."

"Whumpee there is something else. Someone wishes to sing to you", the leader smiled.

"Oh the Forest is where I run...:

"Mama", Whumpee weakly starred.

"Yes baby. You are so brave", a woman's voice came over the line, "we will get you all fixed up. You will be okay."

Whumpee cried louder.

"Thankyou.... thankyou."

"We will arrive to your meeting place soon", the captain took over the call, "they seemed to have relaxed a little now. I'm glad you remained on the line for them."

"Anything for our brave hero", the leader spoke softly, "we are ready to receive them. Thankyou for working so hard to rescue them Captain."

"You're welcome."

"Thankyou", Whumpee whispered as they continued to weep, "thankyou."

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@weirdthingweee

[serickswrites]

Can you write tentacles whump pleaseee

I can write that for you, Anon. I'm going to have to make an assumption that you're wanting an inhuman whumper? (If not, you're gonna have to send another ask).

Please enjoy.

Warnings: captivity, restraints, physical violence, bruises, inhuman whumper

Whumpee struggled uselessly against Whumper's hold. "LET ME GO!" Whumpee screamed as Whumper dragged them further and further into the awaiting dark.

Whumpee had thought they could trust Whumper. Had thought that they were friends with Whumper. Had thought that Whumper was human. But Whumper had just been waiting for Whumpee to drop their guard. Whumpee didn't even realize what was happening as Whumper wrapped a thick, wet tentacle around their chest.

Whumper had laughed as Whumpee screamed and thrashed. "It doesn't matter, Whumpee. I've got you well and good. There's nothing you can do to escape me."

That didn't stop Whumpee from trying. Whumper wrapped their tentacles tighter as they dragged Whumpee behind them. They were monstrous. Whumpee thrashed their body, reaching their arms out to grab onto anything that would slow Whumper down.

"Don't bother," Whumper said as they pulled Whumpee in close. "You can't escape me ever."

"Fuck you," Whumpee hissed as they spat in Whumper's face.

Whumper's eyes darkened. "How dare you!" They squeezed Whumpee so tightly that Whumpee couldn't breathe. They wrapped another tentacle along Whumpee's arms, the suckers sucking painfully strong. "I could end you at any moment."

Whumpee's thrashing got weaker and weaker as Whumper squeezed tighter. They released their grip on Whumpee's arm with a squelching pop. Deep bruises marred Whumpee's skin. "Imagine what that would feel like in more delicate places, Whumpee."

Whumpee stopped trying to struggle. Whumper was going to end them if they weren't careful. They just had to bide their time until the opportune moment. Then they could escape.

"There you go," Whumper said gently as Whumpee relaxed. "Was that so hard?" Whumper relaxed their grip on Whumpee. "You'll learn eventually."

[themonstrousmenagerie]

Hi hello Whump Community! I’ve created a blog for a set of artworks and interactive story I’ve had in mind for a while now~

Vote your whump story focusing on circus with inhuman creatures. This post is to explore the interest of that kind of story.

You’ll be able to vote or suggest in asks on what happens to a picked creature, your friendly game master Monarch more than happy to help. Hey, if anyone wants, they can adopt them at the end of their arc and continue their story on their designated blog! References includes!

[whumpberry-cookie]

Rescued defiant Whumpee who deoesn't exactly realise they're not in captivity anymore.

(Cw: Captivity aftermath, conditioned whumpee, nonhuman whumpee kinda?)

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(W): "Go on. Do your worst" (C) ".... Whumpee, look at it closely. It's a tiny bandage. With a kitten pattern on it. At this point I don't know what else to use to be even less threatening"

(C:) "You should at least try to eat. If you don't like this type of food, you can-" (W:) "What? Starve? Or let you push it down my throat? No matter how creative can you be, you won't impress me" (C:) "I meant tell me your preferences. I'm still learning to cook, you know"

(C:) "Do you want a hug?" (W:) "Do I have a choice to NOT be anywhere near you?" (C:) "Dude, you could just say no :'c "

(C:) *comically tearing up* "At this point I don't think you even like me a tiny bit!!" (W:) "S-stop that. What are you doing?" (C:) "What do you think?! I'm crying, cause you refuse to be friends with me! And I tried so hard!" (W:) "....s-stop that watery thing. I don't like it. It's concerning"

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[ofthebeasts]

This blog is an interactive whump roleplay blog.

Largely inspired by the monstrous menagerie (and of the same type, please please please check out the monstruous menagerie), and made to store my itbits of whump because they get lost easily on my main.

You can send asks about the monsters, request stuff, and vote! (I'm not an artist; I only write).

Our dearest host Amaranthine will always be accompanying us.

This is focused mostly on shows, and exhibit of monsters.

[seth-whumps]

Possibly a bit of an unusual question but, do you have any ideas for whumping a ghost? I’ve always really liked characters who are ghosts and I’ve always really liked whump but for some reason when I try to combine the two I always come up blank. I mean there is the classic ‘make them relive their death’, that’s always a good one.

Oho.... ghost whump. GHOST WHUMP. I do love me some ghosties with supernatural problems. I got some prompts for you:

Possession, whether it be accidental, forced, or reversed. Can you tether the ghost unwillingly to a body? Can you trap it behind another soul?

Iron is sometimes said to burn ghosts. Chain them up with it, methinks!

Amnesia is a cruel thing, especially if the ghost has lived and died a long, long time. Could also do some fun anterograde or time loop things, too, like episode 3 of Dead Boy Detectives....

Experimentation is fun to think about. Like the last episodes of DBD. What could one learn or siphon from a ghost? How?

Sensory issues might be angsty. Can they touch? Is sound muffled or too loud? Can they taste?

Capturing via unusual methods like with the iron chains, summoning circles, binding charms, hell, even connecting the ghost to a trinket like a ring and carrying it around like your personal servant

Summoning, speaking of, can be a horrifically wonderful loss of control. Especially if the ghost in particular is powerful, and cannot turn down an offer

Corruption. If the ghost lingers too long, do they succumb to their grudges and haunt like a monster?

Hunts. If they're discovered, do people hunt them down? Try to destroy them, lay them to rest? How do they run, or fight?

Guard dog.... one can't say living weapon because a ghost is certainly not living, but the haunted ring idea is intriguing. The necklace Whumper wears binds ghostie to them, or forces them to follow orders...

That's a lot more than I intended, but I definitely had fun with these. I should whump ghosts more, I think......

I hope this helps, Anon!

[promptsforyourwhumpfic]

Whump Prompt #1351

@des-pa-cee-toee asked:

Inhuman whumpee who’s distant because they’re afraid that they’ll be shunned if they told their friends the truth? Do you have any ideas about situations I could make to force them to admit it :)? Thanks

Off the top of my head:

Truth potions/spells.

Forced to reveal the information or their friends get hurt.

Forced to reveal the information so their friends are freed.

“Go on, show them who you really are!”

An illness that makes them more likely to reveal their inhuman attributes.

Artefacts that force the whumpee to show their true selves,

Forced to take on their inhuman form so they can protect everyone (if their more powerful when not suppressing their image)

An argument that turns sour and they accidentally use one of their abilities.

Someone pulls a prank on them causing them to reveal themselves.

Someone pulls a ‘prank’ to purposefully get them to reveal themselves.

[yonbwekh]

Mermaid whumpee who's tank is either too salty or not salty enough

[loonybun]

I like to imagine faerie magic that’s used on humans has similar vibes to the myth of the lotus eaters if that makes any sense. Just a divine sense of sweetness and peace that makes you forget any worries you’ve ever had. In fact, it makes you forget a lot of things. Why go through the trouble of thinking when you don’t need to? You’re at peace now, after all.

This would probably be specifically after giving a faerie your name, not before. They can only really start to affect people based on how much power they hold over them, after all. And if they want to put your mind at rest, there’s no better way to do it. You feel taken care of, safe, and blissful.

[starryybrained]

I fucking LOVE nonhumans turned into humans and subsequently experiencing human emotions and the pain that comes with it. I have no idea what to call it or if it’s a trope at all but I love it when nonhuman, possibly powerful characters are transformed into humans - maybe it’s a punishment or an accident, who knows? All whumpee knows is that their life has changed forever and there might never be a “cure” to change them back.

It’s EVEN BETTER if whumpee has hurt people and now that they’re weaker those people see it as an opportunity to take their revenge on whumpee