For @figuwhump

Who needs plot for whump, when sometimes it's all about the ✨aesthetics✨ of a bloodied and bruised whumpee

pov: your future husband comes to your rescue

Child sedation + noncon whump and then some comfort later on in life?

Ok interesting, this reminds me of some later stuff I wrote for Ghost of Seattle. I'm not great at writing comfort but I'll try...

Btw I think it's against tumblrs policy to depict minors in this situation however, I will write the following, and for the sake of tumblr's content policy, this is not about minors.

Sedation + noncon + later comfort

Content: rape, sedation, beatings, noncon nudity, belting, restraints, choking, gaslighting, spanking, ptsd, hurt/comfort

Slippery, clever whumpee keeps escaping, even from things like chains and solid locked doors. Whumper has had enough.

Barging in, wrapping a big hand around their neck and slamming them against a wall as whumpee wrestles with their arm and kicks at them, whumper fishing around in their pocket for a pill, which they then cram into whumpee's mouth and force them to swallow.

An angry whumper who beats the shit out of whumpee to make them submit to being raped. But their cries of pain during the assault afterward are annoyingly loud.

Or, whumper doesn't want to have to hurt them. Maybe whumper likes to see a relaxed body stretched out and ready for them.

Maybe they've been tying them down to do it, but whumpee keeps slipping a wrist out in the middle, and whumper gets pissed off, pulls out/off and gives them a hard belting over their naked legs instead of finishing.

Whumpee slipping to the floor, suddenly dazed and tired. Watching whumper approach, undoing their pants, a tear slides down whumpee's cheek as they guess what's coming next.

Laying whumpee out over a couch, stripping off their pants and lifting their shirt, stroking their chest and legs as they prop them up, whumpee struggling a little and groaning "please don't..."

"sorry," whumper pries their legs open easily now, hardly needing a hand to pin down their butt. "But I think we both need this."

The sound of a jeans zipper unzipping.

Slaps of skin on skin. Spanking whumpee harder if they protest.

"uh-uh-uh... No more squirming." Smack. "Ask me for it." Smack. "I said ask me for more."

It still hurts, but whumpee can't scream like before, and whumper takes their time to enjoy themselves because they know whumpee isn't going to escape this time

Whumpee, still barely able to move for hours afterward, creating a puddle of tears that sticks their cheek to the floor

Whumper cleaning up whumpee's limp body afterward with a cold damp rag, leaving shivering trails of goosebumps

After whumpee escapes/is rescued, they can't really talk. There's almost no physical evidence of what was done, but they walk with an unmistakable hollow-chested emptiness that caretaker recognizes.

Whumpee laughing about it when they're drunk. "I was like, 'ouch, wait' and they were not having it, just slapping my ass harder and harder, I mean man, it hurt," caretaker with their jaw dropped, not sure if they should laugh with whumpee to encourage them or what to do

"I don't know how they expected me to keep my ass up in the air with that much benadryl in my system though..." Whumpee's eyes are shiny with tears even while they're still full-on chortling.

"dude, was that--was that rape?" Whumpee slurs after telling most of it in the format of "funny" anecdotes. Caretaker just stunned that whumpee is in doubt. "I mean I didn't say no."

"those beatings, I didn't deserve that, that was harsh," "you didn't deserve any of it!" At that, whumpee turns to caretaker with a slowly processing look, starts to smile, then pats caretaker on the back. "I like you now."

"I'm gonna kill them, caretaker." "Yeah. I'll help you."

Bad Dream

Warnings: kidnapping, torture, restraint, drugging, creepy/intimate whumper, hurt/aftermath

Whumpee woke slowly, their face aching from where Whumper had struck them. Their heart started racing. They tugged uselessly at the bindings. Hot tears leaked down their cheeks. 

“My Whumpee! You’re awake. Excellent.” Whumper’s footsteps stopped short of the edge of Whumpee’s bed. Whumpee could hear them, but not see them. “I’m thinking of trying something fun today!” Whumpee felt the bed shift. “It’ll be fun for all three of us.” Whumper remained out of sight. 

“Fun? How is this fun? I’m tied down. And not in the fun kind of way. Drugged, bound, and with you.”

“Come on, Whumpee, you like me.” There was an edge to Whumper’s voice.

“You’re right. I’m sorry, Whumper.” Whumpee swallowed and closed their eyes. 

“Keep your eyes open. You’re going to do as you’re told, Whumpee. From now on. And I won’t turn my attention to Teammate. You are mine. Mine. Do you hear me?”

“I’m not fucking yours.” The words tumbled out of Whumpee’s mouth before they could stop themselves. Before they could help and save themselves.

Whumper was in front of them again, slapping their face. “You are mine. And you will say that. Each time. Or I will do what I want with Teammate, and you will not like that. Are we clear, Whumpee?”

“Fuck you,” Whumpee spat in Whumper’s face. 

Dark eyes frowned down at Whumpee. “I did try to warn you. I know you aren’t stupid. Such fighting spirit. But you will come around, my Whumpee. And you will be mine. Always and forever.” Whumper lifted Whumpee roughly. Whumpee fought against Whumper weakly, the drugs still in their system. Whumper flipped Whumpee over so they could face the bound, gagged, and unconscious Teammate. 

“Now you have to watch me give Teammate the attention that I would have given you if you’d just complied.”

“No, no, no, wait. Wait! Whumper, wait!. I’ll be yours. Wait. Yours, right, that’s what you want to hear?” Whumpee desperately tried to get Whumper’s attention. 

“No, my Whumpee, that’s not how this works. I know you are trying to trick me,” Whumper wagged a long finger in Whumpee’s face. “You have to be punished for your disobedience. One day you’ll learn. And we have all the time in the world.” Whumper turned their loving gaze back to Teammate. “You know, teamwork makes the dream work.” Dark eyes glinted up at Whumpee. 

Whumpee jolted awake. It was dim in the room, the light coming from just beyond the door. Their nightmares had been getting progressively worse. The memories of what had happened infiltrating even moment of their waking and nonwaking hours. 

Caretaker walked in quietly. “Whumpee, you’re awake. Are you hungry?”

“No, thank you Caretaker. How long was I out for?”

“About six hours. You needed it, Whumpee. You’ve been fighting sleep for weeks.”

“Can’t sleep. Whumper’s there. Every time I close my eyes. It’s Whumper.”

Caretaker sat down on the edge of the bed. They held open their arms for Whumpee. “I’m here, Whumpee. And Whumper’s not. You’re safe.”

Whumpee bridged the gap between them, clutching at Caretaker’s shirt. Their tears were already flowing. They knew that. But it didn’t change the memories. It didn’t change that they relived every moment with Whumper every time they close their eyes. 

Hostage

Whumper keeps a gun trained on Caretaker and tosses a roll of tape to Whumpee.

“Hands behind your back, Caretaker,” they say. “Whumpee, gag them and tape their wrists together.”

Whumpee shakes their head. “Please, Whumper, don’t make me…”

“You can do it or I can shoot them.”

“It’s OK, Whumpee,” says Caretaker, forcing a smile. “Do as they say. It’ll be OK.”

My Personal Favourite Whump Series :>

Hi! These are just some of my favourite works that I’ve found while lurking. I love these works so much, the whump community has so many talented writers, I just want to shower you guys with compliments ❤️❤️❤️

Honor Bound - by @whump-tr0pes (NSFW)

^ This altered my brain chemistry

Behaviour Modifcation - by @whumpcereal (NSFW)

Brother’s Keeper - by @darkthingshappen (NSFW)

The Kennel - by @whumpcereal (NSFW)

Written in Blood - by @as-a-matter-of-whump

The Crow and the Dove (Kai and Kyriel) - by @there-will-always-be-blood (NSFW)

a quickie sequel to this

He didn't do anything :c

My Favorite Whump (or whump-y) Series

@whumpsday ‘s Jim and Kane

@/myrderi ‘s Moneymakers

@whumblr ‘s :

Home is Where the Hurt is

Custody Series

@painsandconfusion ‘s With You

@whump-world ‘s Deal with the Devil (NSFW)

@spookyboywhump ‘s Wren/Zander/Cain

@whumpshaped ‘s Deal with the Devil (crack whump)

@livelaughwhump ‘s Worthless

@whumpshaped ‘s Dimitri series

@whumpzone ‘s Linden and Colton (SOME NSFW)

Tomas and Rowe

@the-bloody-sadist ‘s Dancing with Death

@hurting-fictional-people ‘s Whumpee Betrays Caretaker

@whump-tr0pes ‘s Honor Bound

@whumpers-inc ‘s Who Wants To Be A Whumpee?

@thoughtsonhurtandcomfort ‘s Arrin and Alex (SOME NSFW)

@secretwhumplair ‘s No Warrior (some implied NSFW)

(also since this is gonna be ongoing and constantly edited pls lemme know if every time i edit it tags yall again and i’ll unlink the @‘s 😅💖)

Got any drug whump? Like the whumper wants the keep the whumpee docile. (Expecially when the whumpee is strong or sarcastic)

- “There, there…Just let the sedative do its job, let it take you down. No more struggling, no more fighting, that’s it…Nighty night, sweetheart.”

- Whumper strapping an anesthesia mask over Whumpee’s face. “Perfect. That’ll stop you from biting, won’t it?”

- “You feel that, don’t you?” Whumper whispers, pulling Whumpee’s chin up to look into their glazed eyes. “Soon you won’t be able to even lift a finger.”

- “I sure wish you had listened to me when I told you to stay quiet, Whumpee. This next dose is going to be even more painful.”

- Whumpee groggily mumbling. Whumper thinks they’re finally going to get them to talk, but it turns out Whumpee is just mocking them even in their stupor

- “Time for another poke!” Whumper singsongs as they jab the syringe into Whumpee hard. “I’m sure you won’t mind the bruises, you’re a tough guy/girl!”

- “I remember a time you would have been trying to tear me apart for touching you.” Whumper strokes a hand through the dazed, sleepy Whumpee’s hair. “Isn’t it better now that you’ve learned your place?”

- Whumper convinces Whumpee after they wake up from the drug’s affects that they told them everything they wanted to know (Maybe they did). It’s the first time Whumper sees real fear on Whumpee’s face and they’re living for it