#teeth whump

[lumpsbumpsandwhumps]

unpopular opinion but whump should and deserves to be messy

"Yeah duh there's plenty of scenarios with blood and tears--" no. I want more.

I want pink tinted spit dribbling out of Whumpee's mouth. I want strings of saliva connecting between their busted lip to Whumper's tongue. I want drool running down the corners of their mouths because of a gag that makes it difficult to swallow.

I want sweat making Whumpee feel sticky and clammy to the touch. I want their skin to be slick and soaking into their soiled clothes. I want them to squirm in discomfort of a dirty shirt clinging to their back from precious fluids that are going to risk further dehydration. I want their hair to be continuously damp and hanging in thick strands in their face.

I want the scabs to turn white with pus and black with infection. I want old wounds to tear open and bleed a thick red. I want the pink flesh underneath to pulse and quiver, the sight of yellow fat and cartilage. I want blood vessels and capillaries to burst and spread over an area, I want burns to start brown and peel away to a tender pink.

I want Whumpee to vomit out of their nose because their mouth is gagged. I want bile to reek on their clothing and on their tongue. I want them to grow use to the taste of bitter blood and burning chyme forever in the back of their throat. I want them to have to snort and hack to be able to spit out whatever was still caught on their tongue or risk swallowing it down.

I want their tears to remain unwiped and crusting over their eyes. I want snot to smear over their cheeks and leave their lips uncomfortably tacky. I want their face to remain blotchy and red because they just can't get it clean. I want dirt and blood and skin to build up under their fingernails to the point they risk infecting their own wounds if they try and mess with it. I want Whumpee to only be sprayed down with cold water and an old towel, never any soap and never in all the creases of their body.

I want their bodies caked in grime and viscera and bodily fluids. I want Whumper to never give them the luxury of feeling clean and in fact actively making them more filthy each time. I want Whumpee's clothes yellowed and their hair matted and their skin sickly. I want injuries to never properly heal so that the only option is to amputate the necrosis. I want Whumper to force Whumpee to clean up whatever kind of mess they made by licking it off the floor.

I want arteries to spew like a garden sprinkler. I want the exposed roots of pulled teeth to dangle freely in their mouth. I want Whumpee's hair, including all of their body hair, to grow to unruly lengths that are constantly tangled and ingrown. I want them to find comfort in starving because it means there's nothing to risk throwing up. I want them to scrub their skin raw and bleeding, uncaring how much it aggravates their injuries or how the soap stings, the first chance they're given for a real bath.

I want it to be nasty!!!!!!

[whumpisgoodwhumpislife]

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You expected comfort ? Get WHUMPED ! I'm so evil. Also I wrote this instead of an essay due tomorrow. Worth it.

CW mouth whump (again), blood, self harm.

Everest didn't care that it had been an accident. It didn't matter; the only important thing was that he had bitten Raphael. Broken the one rule, the most important one. Even if Raphael had tried to reassure him, to tell him that he was fine, that the vampire hadn't hurt him, he knew it wasn't true. Because the human was asleep now, early in the evening, his body colder than usual, his breath deeper.

He could've killed him. If his body hadn't rejected the blood, he would've drained Raphael of it, like a wild animal.

The thought was enough to make the tears well up in Everest's eyes again, and he tightened his grip on the human's shirt. He didn't deserve to be here, wearing warm clothes, in a real bed.

Everything the hunters had told him so many times, that he was a monster, that he should be dead, it was all true, and he had just proven it.

The only thing he deserved was suffering and... Death. The thing he feared the most. He was more scared of dying than he was of hurting Raphael again.

But still, he had to make sure such a thing wouldn't happen again. He had to. Everest sniffed and wiped away his tears. He would prove that he could be more than a bloodsucking monster.

When Raphael woke up, it was already late in the morning. It took him a minute to remember the previous day's incident, and he looked around, searching for Everest, who he remembered was tucked against him when he had fallen asleep. But the small vampire was nowhere to be seen, and the human suddenly had a bad feeling. He remembered the sheer horror and fear on his face after he had realised what he was doing. The guilt, even though it was obvious he had no idea what he was doing. Raphael would've never thought of blaming Everest, but he knew he didn't need to.

But where was the vampire?

His clothes were still bloodstained but he didn't bother to change them, calling out the hybrid's name as he checked all the rooms upstairs and went down the stairs. There was no answer, and his voice grew more and more panicked, looking everywhere he knew Everest liked to hide or sleep. But he wasn't anywhere, and all Raphael could think about was please, not again. Please, don't be gone.

Everest wasn't gone. But still, the human's heart came to a halt as he stepped into the kitchen, his eyes drawn to the blood pooling on the white tiling. So much red.

The vampire was collapsed on the floor, unconscious, his lips parted and a knife in his hand. His grip was still tight on the handle, as if his life depended on it. And in his left hand, which was limply open, laid two unassuming objects, two bloodstained fangs. There was still bloodied flesh attached to their bases. It was a butchery.

Raphael's breath hitched as he knelt next to him and gently pries his hand open, taking the knife away. He pulled Everest into his arms, and took his head in his hands. There was dried blood all around his mouth, and worse was the inside. It looked like he had stabbed his upper gingiva, in blind rage– or fear. Most likely a mix of both. Raphael felt a wave of nausea crawl up his throat at the sight, as well as an overwhelming feeling of helplessness. Why had the vampire done that to himself ? And how could Raphael have stopped him ?

He stood up, cradling Everest in his arms, like a child. Despite being unconscious, the vampire's lips were trembling, half parted to relieve the pain he had caused himself. In the living room, he comfortably settled him on a couch, coming back a minute later with a first aid kit and a wet cloth. First of all, he needed to clean all of the blood away. At least, he didn't have to worry about staining his clothes.

As Raphael gently dabbed his lips, Everest's milky eyes fluttered open, his breath stuttering when the pain hit him. But to the human's surprise he grinned weakly, his lips slowly stretching, revealing the holes in his teeth. It was a broken, sad smile, but what broke Raphael's heart was the hope in his expression. It was a genuine, hopeful smile, that meant "There, I fixed it."

But there had been nothing to fix.

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[doumidas-whumps]

more teeth! a follow-up to this post.

porter's teeth have been through a lot.

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[lumpywhump]

tw: teeth/mouth whump

Y'all for like whumpee's imprisoned in a dank cell that just gets basic needs filled + torture. TEETH. The dudes got teeth. The dude prob doesn't have access to a toothbrush so like imagine the possibilities! whumpee who can't eat anything with extreme temperatures bc of all the cavities. Whumper who forces whumpee to anyways!

whumper making fun of whumpee for their bad breath

ridiculing whumpee when one of their teeth fall out. "Wow whumpee you should be taking better care of your self."

if whumpee gasps and the air is cold then that hurts a lot with cavities!

whumper taking it upon themself to "fix" whumpee's problem by ripping their teeth out.

[a-living-canvas]

Moon Milk and Paper Stars

Whumper was sipping on his coffee, enjoying the calm evening in a cafe when a chair across from him was being pulled out and someone sat on it. It's Whumpee. Again. This time with a bouquet of flowers that eventually would be thrown away by Whumper. Just like the usual.

But Whumpee didn't seem to catch on that yet, that Whumper wasn't interested in them.

They were a nuisance to him. Kept coming back with chocolates, letters, and gifts. Whumper put his cup on the table, looking at Whumpee while letting out an exasperated sigh. Hoping that would be enough to shoo away the creature in front of him.

But it wasn't, and Whumper regretted not rolling his eyes at Whumpee while he still had the chance. 

"I have something to give you." Whumpee said giddily, eyes beaming with excitement. Whumper sighed again.

"Yeah, I can see that. "

Whumpee held out the bouquet on the air, fingers slightly touched with Whumper's as he took the flowers from them.

Heliotrope.

Oh, how sweet. Whumper chuckled in disbelief at whumpee's level of delusional. Did they really think they could be with him? 

"Do you like it?" Whumpee asked with a smile. They were hoping their tender gift could cheer Whumper up in some kind of way. Seeing him smile was enough for them.

"Oh, of course I like it. It's pretty and has deep meanings about it. Although I must ask, what's with the gifts and flowers? Could you perhaps wish for us to be more than just strangers?" 

Whumper asked, silently observing Whumpee's facial expression. They looked down on their lap, cheeks tinted red in embarrassment. "I…I do have to admit, I really hope we could be more than just strangers…if you don't mind…"

Whumper nodded in understanding. "Sure, I wouldn't mind being your friend if that's what you want."

Whumpee hesitated. They lifted their head to look at Whumper, "No…not just friends. I mean, like, maybe we could be…lovers?"

Whumper bursted out laughing at that. He covered his mouth with his hand as he laughed, eyes tearing up in amusement. Lovers? That's absurd. Totally absurd. What were they thinking when they said that?

"Oh no no no, you don't want to be my lover. " Whumper stated, still smiling and chuckling. Whumpee smiled reassuringly, leaning slightly on the table.

"I mean it…! I want to be your lover. You are a wonderful and kind person."

Oh no, now they looked at Whumper like he needed validation and encouragement to be more confident with himself. Whumper smirked, playing along as he sipped on his coffee.

 

"Is that so? Or is that just how you want to see me? I'm not easy to handle, you know?"

"I'm sure I can handle you just fine…! You just need to give me a chance to prove that…"

Whumper raised an eyebrow. "You sure, huh?" He sipped on his coffee again, finishing the last bit of liquid as he pondered in his head. "I could give you a chance if you want it…"

He narrowed his eyes at Whumpee. "But just that, don't expect more from me."

Whumpee nodded. "I promise."

~

"Give me your bag." Whumper ordered as they stood on the doorway at Whumper's house. Whumpee slightly taken aback in confusion but then they handed the bag to Whumper and entered the residence. 

The house was kept simple, not many decorations but still had its spark. Whumper had many dogs, all gathered in one room as they were eating. Meat specifically. Something felt off about it but Whumpee just brushed it away.

They walked straight to the bedroom. Whumpee entered hesitantly, not sure what to do even though they could already feel excitement swelling inside them. Whumper took off his jacket before running his fingers through his hair.

"Now, let's see if you are capable of pleasing me." Whumper turned around and faced Whumpee, eyes darken with sinister intent. 

"Get on your knees."

Whumpee blinked their eyes a few times. "...what?" 

"Don't make me say it again."

Whumper ordered. His tone of voice changed slightly. More dominant, more commanding. Whumpee swallowed hard, they weakened their knees and fell to the ground. They could feel their heart beating so fast when Whumper walked towards them, tipping their chin up slowly until their eyes looked directly on the ceiling before it got replaced with Whumper's eyes.

Whumpee had a hard time breathing in that position. They could feel a few strands of their hair being pushed to the back of their ears with gentle fingers. Whumper closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as he exhaled softly.

"Open your mouth." 

Whumpee obeyed. They opened their mouth, feeling the pad of Whumper's thumbs brushed across the crown of their bottom teeth. It's so soothing, almost intimate when Whumper suddenly pushed his thumbs against Whumpee's teeth. 

Whumpee's eyes widened in shock. Pain registered in their mind as they grabbed Whumper's wrists almost instantly, trying to stop the pain. But Whumper didn't budge at all from his position. He kept pressing Whumpee's teeth, blood dripping down from their mouth to the floor. 

Whumpee's groans and whimpers were completely ignored by Whumper. He stopped putting the pressure when Whumpee's incisors fell out to the ground. Whumpee breathing heavily, looking up at Whumper in fear. They wanted to say something, to ask why, but they were just met with his cold and creepy smile.

"Having fun, Whumpee? Are you really sure you can handle me? Can you handle anything that is much worse than this?" 

Whumpee went speechless. Tears streaming down their face. They just wanted to be there for Whumper, to care and love him. Not…not whatever that's happening right now. 

"Do you know what I want, Whumpee?" Whumper asked. He walked towards Whumpee again and grabbed a fistful of their hair, leaning down to their height. He looked at Whumpee with narrowing eyes and spoke with his commanding voice.

"I don't want you to view me as a potential romantic partner. No, I don't want that. I want you to worship me with every single part of your being. Your body belongs to me. I own you."

Whumpee whimpered softly. Their fingers trembling like mad. They realised it now, how wrong they were to try to fix someone like Whumper. 

"Oh, darling, don't leave me hanging like this, hm?" Whumper chuckled softly as he released Whumpee's hair before moving to grab their chin instead. Whumpee stammered as they made eye contact with Whumper.

"I-I truly love you. I just want to help you…w-why can't you just let me…?"

Whumper's eyes softened. He stroked Whumpee's hair gently. "Oh, Whumpee…it's not your fault if a weak and pathetic creature like you would be attracted to a predator like me. That's just how it should be."

"But that's also why you need to know your place, to embrace your nature and submit to me…rather than defying the law…" Whumper stood up again, looking down at Whumpee.

"Now be a good slave and kiss my feet."

~

Part 2

[weightlossmiss]

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[lumpsbumpsandwhumps]

I have spend the past few days dying because of severe acute tooth pain. Legitimately convinced that this shit would be an extremely effective easy torture method, I'd rather break a bone over this shit ngl. That said what type of whump senerios do you think could come out with teeth as the focus?

Teef!! TEEF!!!!

We have the classic, the holy grail, of Whumper using pliers to pull out Whumpee's teeth for a myriad of reasons. Talking back? Biting? Making room for tubes to be shoved down their throat? The possibilities are truly endless, and of course, bonus points if the pliers are rusty <3

Whumpee losing a tooth from some kind of mouth trauma (a punch, a boot to the face, etc) is one thing. But what if that tooth only cracked? What if it chipped? Not only are they going to have to deal with the pain of an exposed nerve and jagged edge constantly being touched by their tongue, but literally anything is going to aggravate it. Food and water included. Yikes.

I've mentioned it before in my "gross and messy" whump post, but just general neglect would be enough of a catalyst for tooth pain. Months without brushing and constant vomiting can lead to rot and decay, which can lead to a further infection of the entire mouth. Whumpee practically feeling certain teeth disintegrate, spitting out blood and pus until finally they can pull out a blackened dead tooth from their inflamed gum for relief.

Got a vampire Whumpee? Why don't you just file those pointy chompers down, just in case :)

After Whumpee is rescued (or if...) and they finally get the care they need, they'll have to make peace with the fact their mouth is full of gaps that would cost a fortune in dental work to repair. And maybe they do and get the crowns or dentures they need. And maybe they don't. The one constant being they have to live with being self conscious over an imperfect smile. Not that they have much to smile about anymore to begin with.

This is purely aesthetic but I love the idea of a Whumper purposely replacing their own canine teeth with gold incisors to look extra menacing when they grin. Do as you will with that.

More aesthetic style, less scenario-based but:

Whumper with a mouth full of fangs that love to dig into Whumpee's skin

Teeth indentations all over Whumpee's body

Whumpee snarling with their teeth stained red from the blood pooling in their mouth

Spitting a tooth out, unperturbed by the hit

Open mouth gags being used on Whumpee that show their teeth on full display

Feral/Traumatized/Rescued Whumpee absolutely using biting as a defense on anyone that comes near them, including Caretaker

Whumpee with arms and hands full of scarred over bitemarks from where they've had to chomp down on their own skin to muffle their cries

[warmblanketwhump]

something i don’t see much of and want to see more of is the sounds of audibly shivering/being cold

it might be neglected because it’s harder to convey in writing without sounding kinda goofy, but i’m always a fan when something conveys sounds like:

the clatter of chattering teeth.

those short breathy bursts when someone gets a chill and shudders.

the little waver in someone’s voice as they battle the deep shivers in their core.

the rustle of fabric as someone tries to chafe warmth into chilled bones.

pls add more if you have any bc i just really like these details

[doumidas-whumps]

do you ever think about your whumpee’s (or any other character's) teeth? it doesn't even have to be in a whumpy way-- just in general.

are they crooked? white? yellow? did they ever have braces? did they get their wisdom teeth out? are they chipped? missing? perfectly straight? do they have fangs? how do they feel about their teeth?

there are so many ways to make them unique, not to mention the whump potential!!

feel free to reblog & talk about your OC's teeth if you have any thoughts. i'm curious! :]

sonny's are crooked and his front teeth have white spots.

i'll be drawing more teeth soon so my fellow teeth lovers should keep an eye out -_o

[whump-galaxy]

Guard dog whumpee that just can’t fight anymore.

Is it really ‘all bark, no bite’ if they ripped your teeth out?

[whump-side]

My piece for the ABCs of Whump zine @thewhumpyprintingpress My letter was T for Torture ! If you want to acquire this very whumpy zine, there are physical and digital copies still available. Make sure to visit The Whumpy Printing Press Tumblr for more informations

[thesandsofelsweyr]

Whumper grabbing Whumpee by the chin, steel fingers digging into their bruised cheeks eliciting a pitiful grunt of pain, yanking their bloodied face close enough to kiss 😌

[deathbywhump]

I love a good teeth extraction scene during torture. Pulling each tooth out while a whumpee cries or tries to bear it. The whumpee licking their gums after realising that the tooth had been pulled out from the root. A messy extraction without pain killers. Bits of calcium still left inside the gum. It's throbbing, it's painful. Blood from each extraction.

Eventually the whumpee just cries for it to be all over. That they can't take any more of this. That this is their limit.

I love it so much.

[lunavagans]

So anyway, what are we thinking about Shadow‘s fangs being pulled without anaesthesia ? Yay or nay?

[sickficideas]

Dazai gets his wisdom teeth.

oh YES! so simple but so effective...his wisdom teeth causing jaw pain and inflammation for Months but he hates doctors and dentists so why would he tell anyone! Kunikida only notices at some point because Dazai will kind of rub his jaw and it has been more frequent and more obvious recently...Kunikida has to trick him into going to the dentist to get it looked at (he knows he will not fall for Yosano doing that) and says they're just going for work...afterwards Dazai whines for days about how Kunikida betrayed him and he won't forgive him..!!!

Skipping to post wisdom teeth removal, some agency members joked beforehand about being intrigued to see Dazai all loopy and but when Kunikida takes him home he's just. Out of it. Weirdly quiet. All day. Kunikida takes him to his dorm and watches him and makes sure he's okay because all he can do is assume this is somehow related to his past (it is absolutely medical trauma). Dazai is mostly back to normal the next day (complaining and whining) but Kunikida doesn't stop thinking about how strange he was acting and he's worried 😭💔

[whumperofworlds]

Whumpee has a cavity, but they don't have the money to get it taken care of.

And the cavity gets worse until they are in serious pain.