Creepy/intimate Whumper Things

Kidnapping Prompts

Just some basic kidnapping starters for you...

"I'm going to put this on you, and you're not going to fight me. Got it?"

Whumpee trying to be as quiet as possible dialing 911, only to find there's no connection.

"Sorry, I'm not convinced you'll stay quiet about this."

"This is going to sting a little."

Whumpee sprinting for the door, barely prying it open before being jerked back inside.

"Shh...Don't scream. Hold very still."

Whumpee waking up in an unfamiliar place.

"No no, don't touch the blindfold. You won't like what happens next if you do."

Whumpee struggling, clawing, screaming uselessly into the chloroform rag. Their thrashing gradually slows to a stop as they fall limp in Whumper's arms.

"You're so cute, I think I might just keep you."

Whumpee pounding at the lid of a trunk, desperate for anyone to notice they're there. Slowly giving in to curling up in a ball and crying.

"You don't have to do this." "Oh, I know. I get to do this."

"Shh...stay quiet for me and I won't have to hurt anyone else tonight."

Whumpee waking up to a hand clamped over their mouth, thrashing in the darkness. Disoriented. Unable to fight what they can't see.

"Are you going to get in the car or do I have to put you in the car?"

“Found you.”

Whumper waiting very patiently under Whumpee's bed for them to fall asleep.

"Listen very carefully and I won't have to hurt you. Okay?"

Whumpee barely getting inside the door when something smashes into the back of their head. They spiral to the floor, bursts of light blurring the world into darkness.

"Stop. - Stop fighting me."

The sinking realization twisting into panic as Whumpee hears the lock click.

"Careful. I don't want to get blood on your nice floors."

Whumpee twitching away from the knife pressed to their throat, too terrified to try to see who is holding it.

"Hmm, is the knife cold against your throat? Try not to flinch, I wouldn't want to slip."

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(tags: @prisonerwhump @whumpawink @mabledonut @paleassprince @distinctlywhumpthing @tropes-for-my-md-daydreams @batfacedliar-yetagain @suspicious-whumping-egg @lav-whumps )

I want them shoved so far into the whumpee headspace that when they make a mistake, they need to hurt to make it better.

“’msorry I’m sorry I’m sorry— I-I’ll make it better. Please let me make it better. Hurt me—I deserve it.”

The Party

I'm hosting an event at @the-whumpers-soiree! This scene is the first and may serve as an example. Outside of that, please enjoy as you would any of my drabbles. <3

[EVENT LINK]

(tw: alcohol consumption, kidnapping, knife, noncon touch, intimate/creepy whumper)

Whumpee clutched their drink close, hanging on the wall. Their eyes scanned the room, darting between the flashes of shimmering light in the dim room. The music was loud - but not too loud. The room was full - but not too full. The drinks were strong - but not too….well, you get the idea. Everything was right.

So…what felt so wrong?

Whumpee’s eyes flicked from guest to guest. Smiling faces. Some dancing. Some mingling. Laughing. Joking. A few couples wandered off to the corners into the shadows, evidently enjoying being very close to each other.

Something was wrong.

Whumpee sipped their drink tentatively, trying to choose their next move. They’d only been here half an hour, they couldn’t just leave already. This party was supposed to be for new opportunities. New friends for a new city. New ideas and new roots. A New Year’s party for the new them. 

They wished they at least had some friends to huddle in the corner with. Plenty of others lingered along the edges, also watching the crowd - but Whumpee was not nearly social enough to go introduce themself to one of them. Why did they even come to an event designed to help newcomers find new friends if they couldn’t even build up the courage to go make the new friends?

Pathetic. 

This place was too nice for them anyway. They were so underdressed for the location - clothes entirely too comfortable to take comfort in. Though, plenty of others seemed to feel the same way, so maybe it wasn’t so bad. Whumpee assumed the party planners just didn’t properly disclose how nice the penthouse venue would be with its glass balconies and matte hardwood floors. They wished they’d have at least picked a button down or something, though.

They tinkered on their phone, trying to decide how long they would make themself stay before they made a move to leave. Or…maybe they should pick a target goal? Find someone else who was lingering alone and try to just……hide with them? Solidarity, and all that.

Their eyes locked onto someone nearby - someone sipping their drink as timidly as Whumpee - just hiding in the shadows like them. 

Perfect.

Before Whumpee could make a move toward their new potential friend/hiding-in-shame buddy, a new face strolled up to them. 

Whumpee blinked up at the stranger as they smiled down at Whumpee.

“Hi! I saw you hanging out over here and…thought you might like a friend?”

“Wh- um - uh- yeah. Yeah - I mean. Hi.”

The stranger laughed lightly. “Not a social butterfly, then?”

Whumpee chewed on their cheek. “Nope - no, not exactly my forte.”

The stranger smiled warmly at them, holding out their hand. “Whumper. Nice to meet you.”

Whumpee shifted their glass into their left hand, patting the condensation off on their shirt before shaking the stranger’s -no, Whumper’s- hand. “I’m Whumpee.”

Their eyes stayed on Whumper’s grip, not quite daring to look up. They blinked at the red glowstick around the other’s wrist. Then to their own blue one. “I - uh - I didn’t realize they had other colors.”

Whumper pulled their hand back, glancing at the red glowstick. “Oh, yeah, they must have run out of blue.”

Whumpee immediately moved to unsnap theirs. “Did you want blue? I can trade y-”

“No no no,” Whumper smirked. “I think red suits me better than it would you. But thank you anyway. You’re a sweet little thing.”

Heat flushed into Whumpee’s cheeks, threatening to burn them if they didn’t get a grip. “Th-thanks-” Fuck what am I even thanking them for?? Whumpee’s stomach turned and soured. Was that…butterflies?

No. No, something wrong. Still wrong.

The drinks and the music and the kind stranger had them almost forgetting for a moment.

Their breath stuttered to a stop as the backs of Whumper’s hand pressed lightly to their cheek, pressed to the flush. Whumpee’s wide eyes stared up at them, twitching back further into the wall. Or did they want to lean in?? Fuck, they were so confused. So close. Too close? Maybe too close.

Whumper’s eyebrows furrowed in concern. “You seem a little warm, should we go out to the balcony and get you some fresh air?”

Whumpee cleared their throat, tipping their face away from the touch until Whumper retracted their hand. “N-no, I’m okay, but thank you.”

Whumper gave them a charming smile, stepping closer.

Fingers wrapped around theirs, prying the drink from their hand with ease. Whumpee watched as it was taken from them - then set to the side on a small table. 

Their heart kicked into a new gear as Whumper stepped closer again - holding them frozen with just a look.

Whumper’s tone was so soft, but laced with something…something darker. Their palm pressed against the wall next to Whumpee’s head when Whumpee tried to take a step to the side. “I really think you should come outside with me.”

Whumpee managed to retreat further into the wall, eyes sliding to the side to see if anyone else was looking. If anyone else noticed their discomfort. If anyone even knew they were there in the shadows.

“N-no, I’m okay, I should probably b-” They flinched as something sharp and cool pressed to their side. Stammering, “wh-wha-t is tha-t-”

Whumper chuckled softly, leaning in to press their lips to Whumpee’s ear. Hot breath danced across their skin, whispering, “It’s a knife, sweetheart. Haven’t you ever had a knife on you before?”

Whumpee swallowed thickly, panic stretching out from their stomach and pooling in their lungs, pulling their breaths shorter and sharper and quicker. 

“Wh-what are you doing??”

“Mm…not much. Not yet. Right now, I’m just….persuading you to change your mind about the balcony. Then we can talk more.”

“I- I don’t w-” Whumpee’s protestation squeaked to a stop as the blade pressed further into them, enough to hurt.

“What was that? I couldn’t quite hear you.”

Whumpee’s legs were trembling. Shaking hands gripping Whumper’s arms for support. “Y-yeah - yeah let’s….le-ts…balcony-”

“Hmmm…” Whumper smiled against their neck, smirk prickling the tender flesh. “That’s what I thought you said.”

Whumpee’s brain was still scrambling to catch up as Whumper tugged them to the side - grip bruising deep into the muscle above their elbow. They let themself be dragged along, throwing frantic looks over their shoulder. Not sure what to do. What to say. How to stop this. If it was even that bad? Were they overreacting? 

No they pulled a KNIFE on you-

They’d barely decided to start struggling by the time Whumper pulled them out into the cool night air, spinning them back against the glass railing of the balcony. The edge of the glass bruised into them - just below the waist. 

Not high enough - definitely not high enough.

Whumper was on them in a second. One hand gripping the glass on either side of them. So close. So fucking close. Boxing them in. Pressing them back until Whumpee was leaning back over the darkened shimmering city.

Whumpee’s harsh, stuttering breaths echoed in their skull as they threw a look behind and under them, looking down to the endless plummet - to the ant-like cars zipping back and forth an eternity away. The world seemed to sway and pull, trying to wrench them down into it.

Whumpee sucked in air to scream, but the sound choked out at the base of their throat as Whumper leaned in - forehead pressed to theirs. Whumper’s eyes held theirs. Dark. Hungry. 

A hand wrapped around their throat, threatening to shove them over the edge.

Whumpee’s trembling hands wound tight into Whumper’s shirt.

“Go on.” The hand pushed further. “Go ahead and scream if you want. You’ll be falling before anyone can see what happened.”

Whumpee choked out a sob - the sound pressed hard against Whumper’s palm, choking them further and drawing a whimper from their lips. “I- I w- I won’t. I won’t. I won’t- won’t scr-eam-”

Whumper gave them a small smile, pulling back just a touch. The hand stayed on their throat. Whumper stayed close. The glass stayed uncracked and under them.

They made the mistake of looking down again.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck-

Whumpee’s eyes screwed shut as strangled breaths slid in and out of them to a stuttering cadence. 

“Wh-what do you want?”

“How long have you been in the city?”

Whumpee’s eyes blinked open. “Wai- what?”

Their throat constricted as Whumper’s grip tightened. “I don’t like repeating myself, Whumpee.”

The panic was already fully flushed through their system, buckling their knees and prompting every muscle to scream at them - begging them to run. Whumpee tried not to shrink further. Some small bit of logic in the back of their head told them that they couldn’t break the glass, but their mind was screaming that they would if they pushed back against it any harder. The edge was already working a bruise against their spine as they quivered under Whumper’s gaze. 

“I- I moved in l-last month.”

“Any family nearby?”

Whumpee’s face screwed up. “...n-o”

“Roommate?”

A tear finally leaked from the corner of their eye, dripping warmth down their cheek. “N-no-”

“Hmm….job?”

Whumpee choked back a sob, eyes pinning shut again. “Hav-haven’t found one yet-”

“Mm…so…in essence - no one would miss you if you just…..disappeared.”

Whumpee’s breath locked up in their lungs. Burning. Filling their mind with concrete and sending sour fear tingling deeper into their bones. They tried to squirm away. “N-no - please just let me-”

Whumpee froze in place, squeaking and clutching tighter as Whumper pressed them back over nothingness again.

“You’re not going anywhere. In fact, you’re not going to do a single. thing. that I don’t allow for the rest of your life. Got that?”

Whumpee twitched out a small, stuttering nod, flinching back.

“Good.”

Whumper pulled back, lacing a hand around the back of Whumpee’s neck - peeling them off the glass and guiding them back inside. 

“Let’s get your coat. We’re going home.”

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Event tag: @the-whumpers-soiree

(tags: @prisonerwhump @whumpawink @mabledonut @jadeocean46910 @paleassprince @distinctlywhumpthing @tropes-for-my-md-daydreams @batfacedliar-yetagain @suspicious-whumping-egg @wormwriting @meowsikbox @villainsvictim @throwawaywhumper @wild-selenite-caffine @whumpasaurus101 @thecitythatdoesntsleep @whumpworld @cryptidhongo @rose-pinkie @whumpberry-cookie @rainbows-and-whumperflies @astralrunic @pickywhumpreader @cursedscribbles @uvanuva)

tw lashing out, anger as a trauma response, past trauma

It was one of those days.

Whumpee had been slamming things, screaming and crying about how life was unfair and nothing ever worked out in their favour. How Whumper had stolen years even of this shitty life, how they couldn’t even have this, how they could never have anything. They had told Caretaker to fuck off and leave them alone.

“Stop,” Caretaker said, grabbing Whumpee by the wrists. Their grip was firm, but it didn’t hurt unless Whumpee tried to pull against it. And oh, they tried. “It’s enough.”

“The fuck you mean enough?” They tugged on their hands again, but Caretaker didn’t let go. It was infuriating how much stronger they were. “Let me go!”

“Whumpee, stop.” Their tone wasn’t any harsher than before, and Whumpee tried to get away a third time, still unsuccessfully.

“Let me go,” they asked again, weaker. “I told you– I told you already, I want nothing to do with you right now–”

“Stop.”

Whumpee finally went quiet, their tears still falling freely. They wanted to keep yelling. What else was there, if they stopped that? Weeping and misery. They would come across pathetic.

“There,” Caretaker murmured, slowly letting go of their hands and cupping their face instead. “It’s okay. You’ve had your time to be angry. You’ve had your time to scream at me.” They wiped away a tear, and Whumpee thought they’d go mad with just how compassionate they looked. “Now let’s just calm down, hm?”

I wanna write a fic where the whumpee is physically stronger then the whumper- so do you have any advice/ideas on ways a whumper can keep the whumpee under their control/bound besides sheer force? — 🐌

Hello snail anon! 🌼 Garden greetings to you friend and I’m pleased to try and help you with this situation. 

Without any faffing, let’s get to the content. 

(TW: gaslighting, implied abuse, manipulation, restraint, implied medical whump, drugging, threatening, dehumanization, shock collars, degradation/humiliation, implied intimate Whumper (only in brief reference, no elaboration or heavy focus), psychopathic Whumper, implied torture, heavy reconditioning/mental reconditioning)

When it comes to working with out of balance physical dynamics, the best route I can offer you personally, is mental challenges. 

This means that whatever you can have Whumper do, to mentally destroy Whumpee's, the better. I will do my best to break things down into possible categories and give examples as I go along of what I might do in this kind of scenario. (Teehee, I work with really strong and really frail character pairings as is, so this is right up my alley.)

When it comes to someone that can obviously take Whumper down at a battle of strength, I find it a necessary in my writing to balance it with wit; this doesn’t always mean what you think it means though. Sometimes sitting and taking a punishment is a smart, power move, that can buy them time to do something more grand. 

Especially if Whumper is unhinged and a bit of a loose/unpredictable cannon. If Whumpee is strong but also smart enough to know when they can act and when they can’t, this alone can be an easy enough reason for Whumpee to be taking a certain kind of punishment. Keep that in mind if you please, I use it occasionally to press more focus on a smart, cunning and more detached Whumpee. 

If the Whumpee is in fear, it’s not as easy to pull this off, unless they are suited to do so given the story. Fear makes humans and brains in general, messy and unsure. People get sloppy and a few others can become very precise. It’s all up to what you’re doing with the individuals in the situation. 

Try to take each instance and think: If I was Character A-Whumpee, in this situation, what would their reaction be to this tactic? Go with your gut because in an intense, high-adrenaline situation, there is a large amount for human error. If they aren't human? Fear is a wildly versatile emotion to play with. If Whumpee is afraid, judgement can be clouded enough to react poorly and off beat. Or on the other hand, act recklessly and make Whumper increase their intensity to keep them under wraps.

It all depends on how strong you want your Whumpee to be in this situation they've met with Whumper. It also depends on how cunning your Whumper is, how much they truly want to keep Whumpee under wraps and how much they can work with physically and mentally.

Play around with several situations and use an easy failsafe, like tranquilizer darts or a cell that's electrified. That way if you feel like Whumpee would have a different reaction to what Whumper is deciding to try; there's always something keeping Whumpee captive there.

Don't be afraid to simply knock them out and tie them up. No matter how Whumpee got there, when Whumper starts doing what they do best, it's always going to be great.

-Humiliation

+Force feeding

Starvation alone can make a strong Whumpee, used to getting lots of healthy protein, collapse in exhaustion when exerting themselves. Lock them in a room and starve them. Then Whumper can come in and offer a tasty totally-not-drugged meal that if they refuse, they can stuff down their throat anyways. Maybe it’s spoon feeding, maybe Whumpee’s pride is too strong and it’s a hand around their throat and food crushed on their lips.

+Shock Collars

If Whumper has the time or direct contact moment to be able to latch one of these bad boys on Whumpee’s neck; do it. If they go to take it off? Crank it up to 10 and give them a warning zap. They’ll learn quickly and this can be a great center for control as it’s incredibly uncomfortable and tends to be a wireless control. They don’t need restrained if they can’t make it off the ground after a few painful shocks. 

+Forced to restrain Themselves

Make them tie themselves up if they don’t want hurt. Give them handcuffs, make them immobilize themselves with fear and do the dirty work for Whumper. Whumpee might try to keep from harming themselves and Whumper can add a little 'help' tightening knots or tension on knots. If they don't want mean old Whumper doing it for them, they can save some of the brute force and do it themselves.

+Public entrapment

Bind them to a fence, a pillar, put them in the stocks. Pass them around to the group to torment, leave them in the basement of a gang HQ. Throw them into a pit with monsters. Strap them to a chair and leave them in the rain. Keep Whumpee at the power of strangers, poor weather or sudden danger. Then have Whumper save them or take them back to a 'safer' space for contrast. Whumpee will be begging to not be put in the barn, in the middle of a snowstorm in no time. No matter how strong they are.

-Threatening

+Family/Friend Threats

If Whumper knows anyone related or in Whumpee’s friend circle, this alone could be a big enough selling point to keep them under thumb. Giving hints and small details about them that they shouldn’t know. Telling Whumpee their address, phone numbers or where they work. Anything that sells the fact that they could actually pose a threat to them. If Whumper is the type, have them get more physical and bring back locks of hair or tears of clothing, pieces of body parts. Make them think that it belongs to that person but it's a faked decoy. If Whumpee isn't allowed to be able to confirm it's not someone they know, Whumper can do a lot of trickery with enough information.

+Lover Threats

Similar to Family/Friend threats, any kind of significant information on their significant other is going to be a pinpointed devastation. Bringing them back a piece of their hair, a piece of clothing or a special item. Even coming back smelling like them, could be enough of a context clue to make Whumpee mind their manners and obey whatever it is Whumper wants of them. 

If Whumper knows their partner, imitating them or treating Whumpee similar, could be a damaging part to how Whumpee views them and complies. This could be as simple as mimicking gestures, imitating phrases, pet names or speech patterns. But it can form a connection to Whumper that Whumpee doesn't realize is there. Perhaps when they lash out at Whumper, they hold themselves back because of this. It is also a surefire way to establish an intimate Whumper and have grounds to terrorize Whumpee all the same. If Whumpee ever returns to that person, the chances of them being trusted become very low.

+Physical Harm Threats

Threatening them with pain and bodily damage can be an effective way of keeping someone within grasp or in Whumper’s isolation. If Whumper has shown signs of aggression before, or is more of a loose canon personality; Whumpee could be put into enough fear to be made compliant. Especially the more that they believe Whumper will be good on their threats. Sometimes simply threatening to do something awful will get into their psyche enough to prevent them from attempting to escape. 

+Descriptions of Harm

If they are told enough that they'll be hurt, chances are they'll start believing it. Have Whumper talk gratuitously about harming them, what they 'might' or 'would' do to them, can pain enough of a picture that Whumpee might think twice. Describe what kind of torment the last Whumpee suffered, plot intentions not even Whumper plans on carrying out. Whumpee doesn't have to know they're not serious and won't go through with the gratuitous gore they'd promised to turn them into.

+Attachment Items

If they have an item they're fond of; a necklace, a teddy bear, a comfort item, use it. Take it, hold it hostage and threaten them with it. The last family photo they've hidden under their pillow? The necklace that's an heirloom or last puzzle piece to their memories about their past life? The life before Whumper, their connection to the outside world through a single item. Keep it hostage and use it as bait. Whumpee might submit easier if they know Whumper isn't kidding. Damage the item in small amounts if applicable, threaten them with the intent.

+Information Leaking

Threaten Whumpee with their own humiliation. Publish photos of their battered bodies, print news articles about their missing persons reports. Send emails, video tapes, locks of hair or clothing items to their lovers or families. Hack into displays and livestream them for the whole city to witness.

Another way to do this can be leaking information to Whumpee that Whumper knows where their families/lovers/friends live. Clueing them in that Whumper has been tracking them for a long time and knows where they work, who they know and how to find them. This kind of threat could be enough to make a Whumpee compliant despite any kind of size difference. The more details Whumper knows about things in Whumpee's life, the people Whumpee knows, the more it will set the tone for intention and premeditation. - See more with Family/Friend Threats.

-Degradation

+Mental/Verbal

Call Whumpee names. While it may seem childish, even if it annoys Whumpee at first, it will eventually grate on them enough psychologically that they are affected. Especially if that’s all Whumper calls Whumpee and they aren’t associated with their own name anymore. Distance them from humanity as much as Whumper feels the need to do so. The less personalized they are, the more it will force other senses of detachment. It can bleed into Whumpee and work to help Whumper program them back to their lizard/survival brain.

Gaslight them, play good cop bad cop. Switch up Whumper as much as you please because the more hot/cold, the more wild card personality Whumper displays; the better. Don't let Whumpee predict them if they pose a threat to combatting Whumper. Feel out Whumpee's personality and question their memory in the present situation. Could Whumper pretend like nothing happened? Could Whumper tell them they were saving them from something else? Tell Whumpee that they're over reacting and they shouldn't be scared. Threaten their natural responses and question every move they make, if Whumper is able to do so. This will root uncertainty in Whumpee and eventually lead to room for more mind games.

+Mind Games

Drive Whumpee crazy with information. Have Whumper give them a whole fake persona, intimate backstory, connect with them on a deeper level. If Whumper is inclined, create a desperate or even intimate relationship with them. It sets up the betrayal of punishment that much easier, when Whumpee starts to try to empathize or can relate to Whumper. Even if it's entirely fake. Instill a false sense of security while Whumper has Whumpee. This is even easier if Whumpee has no idea how they got with Whumper in the first place.

Make Whumper treat Whumpee differently every day. This works especially well if they are stuck in one room or area/enclosure. If every time they come through the door, Whumpee doesn't know how they're going to act, this can drive a sense of instability into Whumpee. It can scatter their decision making and make it harder for them to properly handle or react to situations Whumper presents them with.

Insist that they're always lying and punish them for it. No matter what they say, it's a lie and they're getting punished. If Whumpee becomes afraid to speak or answer, Whumper can start to order them to speak and get information that way. They can also use this to teach Whumpee what Whumper wants to hear for certain responses or buzzwords. It will also make them distrustful of themselves, eventually believing that they're lying or always going to be considered a liar. This would make telling people about their situation or needing to escape, very unlikely after enough teachings.

+Forced to beg for needs (bathroom, food, water after long periods of entrapment.)

If it’s a tactic Whumper would go for, make Whumpee’s every movement dependent on them. When they eat, when they sleep, what they do. Put them in a closet, a suitcase, a locker or safe. Strap them to a bed, tie them to a chair. Whatever keeps them hostage and just let time make them submit to Whumper. They’ll have to need something, soon enough and if that need is great enough, they might cave and be compliant for Whumper. Even if it’s just long enough to eat poisoned food or drink a little tea laced with a little paralyzer. 

+Kept physically disgusting (dirty, bloody, left in excrements.)

This is along the lines of locking them in a room as well as forcing them to beg for needs. However, depending on how injured they are, infection is a real danger to a Whumpee kept in a filthy surroundings. Have Whumper leave the blood on them, leave them in the same small enclosure for as long as they like. Keep them away from hygiene, let wounds fester, give them newspapers as a bathroom in the corner of a cage. This can drive sanity down and make Whumpee emotionally fragile enough to negotiate. 

+Injured and submitting out of survival. 

Injuring Whumpee with a ‘timer’ injury, where Whumpee could perish if untreated, is a great way to earn the submission from a larger Whumpee. Put them in so much pain they can’t breathe, think they’re going to collapse. Give them an ultimatum; they submit to Whumper or they meet their doom. This can scare a Whumpee of any size, to comply with whatever will save them. 

-Physical (Etc. Restraint)

+Drugging

A needle to the neck, or a dart, or being forced to take pills. Any way of subduing Whumpee without having to restrain them is ideal with large Whumpee’s and size dynamics. Crushing pills into a spoon and force feeding them, knocking them out and giving them a shot. Anything that could paralyze or induce a sense of strength imbalance is optimal. The kind that when they go to smack Whumper away, they barely land weak little fists at their shoulder. 

+Surrounded by harm

Suspending them over acid, water, a pit or sudden death is effective. Trapping them in a room of monsters. Trapping them in a room with nothing but themselves. Surrounding them by danger is a good way to keep a Whumpee at bay without Whumper having to really be involved. What if what’s outside the house, is worse than what's inside the house? Whumper’s torment doesn’t seem so bad if there’s a bigger threat outside. Or if Whumpee is at least made to believe there is. 

+Self-imposing bondage (Stress ties)

By tying Whumpee up in such a way, their natural relaxation hurts them elsewhere, it’s an effective way to restrain someone capable of breaking their binds. If they loosen that position at all, it perhaps tugs on their neck or cranes their arms back in a painful bend to the extreme. If they stand off the balls of their feet but when they rest, it wrenches their limbs out of socket, it’s an impressive leveling ground. Making their restriction based on posture or holding a pose can fatigue a Whumpee enough that they no longer pose a threat at any given mass or size. This is an effective stamina drain.

+Injuring tendons* 

Injuring tendons in the back of the legs is a *permanent way of keeping a larger Whumpee submissive. Although it’s entirely irreversible, it’s entirely binding and will ensure that they’re unable to run or escape without gratuitous effort in doing so. This is a method I encourage if it’s a last resort and you can afford your Whumpee to be disabled from that point on.

+Magnets/Implants

Surgically implanted magnets or fixtures on the bone itself, while it would take a long time to heal it could also prove to be a quick and thorough method of restraint in the future. Bed frames, cell doors, metal crates, even magnetizing to themselves for tie-free restraints. This could also be in the form of handcuffs, wrist bands, ankle cuffs and collars. Waist cages/belts, garters, chastity devices and more can all be made in such way they're magnetized and lock to each other. If the setting is futuristic enough, make it so Whumper has a remote that can cause the polarity to change and stick and unstick at the press of a button. If the floor is metal, think of the possibilities. : )

Essentially, I think the best route for working with a Whumpee that poses a threat to being managed by Whumper, it's going to include a lot of psychological manipulation and actual restraint. Medicines, poisons, darts that paralyze them; Whumper will need to get a little creative.

At least until they're able to get another form of control in position to take over. Be it chains, restraints or charms, seals and spells. There are many many ways to keep someone down, already down.

Don't overthink it and don't worry if you think something is 'too cliche' or 'overused' or maybe even just 'too simple'. Sometimes, working smarter is the easier option for both the story line and what Whumper would realistically need to do in their circumstances of intent.

Some sleepy time tea that paralyzes them while they're fevered and sick. Or starving them until they're too weak to fight and being nursed back to health.

The simple solutions are often the most fun and engaging to read and it can keep more story progression going while unsticking some of the harder moments. My favorite trope is just a good old spiked beverage or laced gruel and shock collars always give me whumperflies.

I hoped this gives you a little help snail-anon and I wish you the best in your creative journey~ Please come back and see me again sometime, send some asks, tell me how you're doing if you'd like.

Thank you so much for the ask, to all the readers who see this and lots and lots of love from this fruit-filled, colorful garden we've all created here.

xoxo,

The Mayor

Aplatonic (apl for short) flags part 2 :3 ⭐️ (This set uses yellow, there's another set that uses green+blue+purple for apl instead.) (Due to the image limit, this is split into 4 posts.)

I noticed some a-spec flags were missing tertiary counterparts, so I made some. Some of these flags have already been made before, so they're not all original (I still wanted to have all the flags together in a set, and all in the same res).

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loveless apl | lovequeer apl | heartless apl

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aplvague | caedplatonic | autiapl

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I'll also note that some of these terms can have multiple names, with the "platonic", "aplatonic", & "apl" part being interchangeable. This isn't applicable to every term though. I also chose not to list everything to try to keep it brief. So for example, loveless apl can also be called loveless aplatonic.

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[A-spec flag sets masterpost]

CLAUSTRAMOR

Claustramor is a label for those who have trouble expressing or feeling romance and/or sexual intimacy, but may desire it. This may be due to: asexuality and aromanticism, trauma, and/or anything significant that may affect the way you express/feel attractions.

Claustramor is a label with multiple definitions! The use of this label may vary from each person using it.

Here is a few examples of how one may use the definition: ex1: Claustramor in the sense that you crave romance and/or sexual intimacy, but cannot actually feel it. ex2: Claustramor in the sense you crave romantic and/or sexual relationships but cannot enter or stay in one for one or more reasons. ex3: Claustramor in the sense you feel as if your attractions have a barrier that prevents you from being in a relationship fully.

The name "Claustramor" comes from the combination of the latin words "Claustra" and "Amor"

The flags stripes do not necessarily have any stripe meanings. I have designed it in a way to where it may be interpreted in different ways, but there is some meaning to some of the flag. The main meaning in the heart with a lock on it, signifying that there may be something preventing, possibly holding back the attractions. The thinner black bars may represent the lack of attractions, or may signify a barrier between the attractions. This flag and term is highly personal to me. I have struggled with my attractions for years, and have never found a term that quite fit me right to describe the way my attractions are. You are free to use this label if it fits you, but please use it with care. <3

Tags: @radiomogai @beyond-mogai-pride-flags

Whumpee with a ring gag-

Just, whumper yanking their head around by their hair, by the gag, by their chin or neck

Whumper pushing their head down and telling them they won’t be hurt as much if they use that lovely tongue of theirs for what it was meant for

Or perhaps whumper shoving things through the gag and down their throat. Fingers, toys, other miscellaneous body parts

How their jaw ends up aching from their mouth being held open so wide. Their tongue aching form use, from having it grabbed, pulled and abused. Their throat hurts from screaming and the damage from whatever items were forced past the gag.

Maybe the gag is left in, and whatever time whumper isn’t there, they still have their mouth forced open.

﹫GiRLLiKE  —  [ girl - like ]

A gender describing oneself as girllike! Not inherently feminine in nature, but can be — it is up to the user! Girllike can also be used as a suffix for other genders … for example, bpdgirllike ( for when one is or has the qualities of a bpd and being girllike ) or catgirllike ( for when one is or has the qualities of a cat[girl] and being girllike ).

[ iMAGE iD ] two flags with nine stripes. the first and last lines are wavy. the first line concaves on the left side of the wave; the last line concaves on the right side of the wave. other than that, the lines are straight across. the colors in order from top to bottom are as follows: desaturated purple, rosy purple, desaturated peach, off-white, white, off-white, desaturated peach, rosy purple, desaturated purple. the second image is the exact same with the addition of a heart in the middle, with a gradient from desaturated purple, to off-white, to desaturated purple and a white glow around the symbol. 

Mix n Match Whump Prompts!

Grab one (or more) from each category and see what you can make! Let that imagination run wild!

(If you write one, please tag me so I can see! If you want me to write one, just send an ask with your combination of choice. Have fun!)

Quotes:

1. Thought you could avoid me?

2. I’ll be good. I’ll be so good. Please.

3. Did you think I wouldn’t notice?

4. Get off them!

5. Don’t black out on me, I’m not even close to being done with you.

6. Don’t. Move.

7. Fuck you, psycho. I’m not doing that.

8. I’m giving you ten seconds to fix that attitude.

9. Don’t squirm. No no, hold still. Hold very still.

10. Pull away from me again and you’re going to fucking regret it.

11. Make me, bitch.

12. You really thought they cared about you? Honey, I’m all you’ve got.

13. No! Don’t touch them!

14. Knees. Now.

15. Scream for me.

16. Quiet. Veeeeery quiet. That’s better. You know what will happen to you if someone hears.

17. I don’t think you understand the situation you’re in.

18. Let me just spread the blood across your lips…There. Lovely. Red really is your color.

19. Ask me nicely.

20. Let me go. Please. Please, I don’t tell anyone, just let me go!

Locations:

1. A basement

2. The woods

3. Police Station

4. Whumpee’s bedroom

5. The backyard

6. A dungeon cell

7. Train station

8. Whumper’s bedroom

9. Kitchen

10. On a plane

11. On a sidewalk

12. Inside a car

13. Outside a car

14. An office

15. A dark stairwell

16. Abandoned alleyway

17. Coffee shop back room

18. Living room

19. Cabin in the woods

20. Hotel room

Items:

1. Chains

2. Box cutter

3. Rope

4. Broken glass

5. Hammer

6. Pliers

7. Needle

8. Tweezers

9. Blindfold

10. Alcohol

11. Scalpel

12. Lighter

13. Muzzle

14. Cane

15. Gag

16. Whip

17. Pillow

18. Branding iron

19. Duct tape

20. White-hot metal