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Whump Prompts: Degradation Starters

Let's get some good, old fashioned degradation lines!

This list is a collaboration with @wormwriting! Aren't they just wonderful??

Just look at you. Trembling. Panting. It's gorgeous.

Aww, why are you flinching? Are you scared?

Hmm? What was that? Speak up, darling.

You scream when I tell you to scream.

Ask nicely.

They "loved you"? Really. You? Did you really believe that? I mean, just look at you.

You think they're coming back for you? Cute.

Look at you. Pathetic.

You're almost pretty when you're crying. It's quite an improvement. I bet you'd be gorgeous screaming, though.

Stay STILL! Now there's a good love. I was worried you couldn't manage even such a simple task.

Oh, just look at that. You were just made to kneel, weren't you?

Threats don't have quite the same 'zing' when your voice is trembling so much.

Aw, can't walk? Don't worry. I'll carry you.

Oh come on, you can do better than that.

I'm sorry, you "think" that's a bad idea? Honey I don't need you to "think".

Oh you're sooooo flinchy today. It's like you've never seen a knife before.

Ah ah ah- I didn't ask you to speak.

I'm sorry, I really can't help it. You're just so adorable.

You're "sorry"? Maybe if you weren't so useless, you'd spend less time begging for forgiveness.

You never appreciated air this much, did you? Now say thank you.

You keep asking me to stop. Has that ever worked for you before?

There's no shame in asking for help.

Do you think you can feed yourself this time? Or am I gonna have to take charge again?

You used to have so much fight in you. Now look what you've become.

It's almost like you want to be nothing more than my pretty little thing.

No? But you're so cute when you're begging.

How could you save anyone? You can't even save yourself.

Don't look so frustrated. You never stood a chance.

Caretaker is lying in an unmarked grave because of you, and here you are feeling sorry for yourself.

I can't believe I payed money for you. They should have paid me.

Careful, darling. You're starting to become more trouble than you're worth.

Better put that down. You could hurt yourself.

Aww, is someone feeling dizzy?

Oh, I'm sorry, was that sentence too complex? I'll be sure to use small words from now on.

Don't give me that look, this is your own fault.

I know I didn't just hear you say "stop". I taught you better than that.

Okay, I'm gonna put the knife down now, and you're gonna stay quiet. You think you can manage that?

Don't hold back. I want to hear all your cute little noises.

You look so perfect on your knees.

That's it, get comfortable. You're not going anywhere.

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As always, please tag me and/or @wormwriting if you use any of these prompts, we want to see the whumpy scenes that come from this ;)

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

good idea: whumper tying their whumpee up and forcing them to cuddle

whumper’s arms wrapped tight and possessive around whumpee’s injured form—too strong to be fought off, or perhaps whumpee is just too weak by this point.

a softly murmured "behave” into the crook of whumpee’s neck while spooning

whumper digging their nails into fresh cuts, getting a whine and hiss in response—but they stop struggling, and whumper leans in close to their ear with a growling murmer— “mmn. good boy.”

whumpee feeling slow kisses pressed into the side of their neck that make their skin crawl

maybe whumpee gets their hands bound in front of them this time, so they can fit in closer against whumper. and its more comfortable too— “shh, let yourself enjoy this.”

whumper cuddling with their hand around whumpee’s throat, not squeezing or anything, just… resting there.

knowing that if they tried to pull away, that hand would tighten instantly and squeeze until whumpee was dizzy and writhing back against them

and size difference… their throat, so small and soft and delicate under whumper’s rough fingertips

the way whumper’s hands would fit around their waist— the way they could press in under their ribs until whumpee is choking and their chest is spasming

whumpee shivering when they feel low whispers in their ear. just… so sticky and possessive

whumpee waking up with sore aching muscles from being kept in the same uncomfortable position all night. they sleepily try and flex their muscles and move around—then they’re hit fully awake with a jolt of cold panic when they realize where they are—and that they still can’t move at all.

waking up with whumper’s arms still tightly wrapped around them and trying desperately to squirm away, before they feel whumper’s hold tighten around them and hear a sleepy possessive growl in their ear, “mnn… no. you stay.”

just… any of the ‘tied up and kept like that’ tropes melt my fucjfen brain

(today’s episode of sticky intimate whumper shit is brought to you by the dual minds of myself and @unorganisedalienrubbish)

My brain fucking melts for a whumpee struggling to make eye contact—

When they avert their eyes in shame, when their cheeks grow hot and they can’t look whumper in the eye—When Whumper grips their jaw and forces them to look up, relishing in how unsettled they look from even a second of eye contact. 

“Does this put you on edge?” 

Whumper keeps a tight grip on their jaw, tilting their head to the side, inspecting their face, smiling the whole time.

“You know your eyes don’t belong up here. It feels unnatural, doesn’t it?”

“I—yes, sir.”  

Whumper smiles at the quiver in their voice, the way their eyes automatically drop when whumper releases their jaw. 

“Where does your gaze belong then, hm?”

There is no hesitation this time.

"..At your feet, sir"

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(dual brainrot w @unorganisedalienrubbish)

hey friend! do you have anything wildly fucked up for sensory deprivation and / or sensory overload? Maybe a prompt list...? i'm writing and looking for some brainpower. fyi kiddo is already tied up + in a stress position + has barely eaten in four days + obviously having a great time. and in any case pls have a beautiful weekend :)

Ofc!!

Sensory Deprivation

Only the restraints and cold air breaking the silence. Painful when they shouldn’t be because it’s so enhanced by the nothingness.

Hearing ringing in their ears or their own heartbeat, even little things like breath or swallowing driving them insane.

“..is anyone there..? c-can anyone hear me…?”

When Whumpee’s been limp for so long that no one can tell if they’re awake or sleeping.

The blindfold and/or headphones aching, burning even, against their skin they’ve been there so long.

Hands falling numb, and pins and needles in their feet or legs from lack of movement and circulation.

Whumpee no longer able to remember what position they’re restrained in. Nothing makes sense. Are their arms up or down? Which way was the door again?

Ultra-sensitive hearing. When Whumper taps on their headphones or earplugs, it’s so loud it’s like lightning cracking through their skull.

That lovely moment when the blindfold finally comes away and Whumpee covers their eyes back up, crinkling against the sky because it’s so bright.

Whumpee only gets Whumper’s touch. That’s it. Whether it comforts or hurts them, they’re grateful for it.

And of course, that moment when a whip slashes across them, and they gasp a scream at the sudden invasion of their nothingness, almost overwhelmed by the shock of something so intense after the muted empty.

Sensory Overload

Hot and cold at the same time. Alternating so quickly the body can’t even tell which is which.

Not just loud music - a variety. All kinds of ever changing sound and volume.

Are the lights getting darker or is it just me? No…no they’re g- …no they seem lighter now….i swear they were more orange a second ag- no no they’re definitely changing-

Multiple types of pain at once. Stab, then superheat the blade. Then twist.

“You can take another, right?”

Hurt Whumpee while suffocating them. They’re so desperate for air that they don’t care about the pain as much, yet the pain sends them into a frenzy which makes the suffocation work which makes then thrash which makes them hurt more wh-

Forcing Whumpee to solve random puzzles, answer questions, do math, etc while in a stress position. Pain mixed with the balance mixed with the brain games. Keep them overloaded in every area you can. They’ll get exhausted all that much faster.

“Ss-s-stop- ple-ease jus-just make it st-st–..jus for a minute-please-”

Shock collar that keeps Whumpee awake. Zap every time they dip below 80 bpm or so.

That being said, low-level electricity around the clock?? It’s pain but they can allllllmost block it out. Almost. Sometimes.

✙𓈒 angelboything ❞

a gender connected to being an angelboy and a thing.

dividers by @/iv-ry

Kittything- being a Kitty or Catgender and a Thing

Trope Talks: Manhandling and Touch Starvation

Manhandling is a classic and staple trope of whump, and one that I love. There's so much to expand on and enjoy regarding whumpees being touched and shoved around by whumpers. As for touch starvation, it's excellent for humiliation, projection, intimate whump, and more. Tws for drugging mention, intimate whump throughout, and lots of noncon touching. For the last prompt, tw for noncon kissing, creepiness, and somnophilia.

- A whumper kicking the back of a defiant whumpee's legs hard, forcing them to their knees. Their hands rest on each of whumpee's shoulders, they press their weight firmly on whumpee to keep them from getting back upright. Whumpee struggles weakly, but their blood loss and the pain of the deep cuts over their body make it all too easy for whumper to subdue them. Their cheeks flush with humiliation, and whumper grins condescendingly at them.

- A whumper scooping an exhausted, beaten, maybe drugged whumpee into a bridal carry. Maybe whumpee struggles, insulted and humiliated by the gentleness of their torturer's touch. They thrash and kick against whumper‘s vicelike grip, furious, but whumper just holds them tighter. Maybe whumpee melts into their captor's arms, too touch starved and tired to care who it is touching them. They can’t remember the last time they were touched, let alone held. So they sacrifice their pride, their face reddening ever so slightly as they loop their arms around whumper’s neck and snuggle their face into their chest.

- A whumpee being shoved roughly against a wall, whumper throwing their hands against their captive’s chest and throwing them against the hard concrete. Whumpee lets out a hiss of pain as their body hits the wall, their head exploding in agony where it made contact. Whumper presses an arm over whumpee’s body, pinning them to the wall effortlessly as they place their other hand around whumpee’s throat.

-Whumper grabbing whumpee’s chin to tilt their face up, forcing their captive to make eye contact. Such a subtle show of power, but an obvious message. I’m the one in control. Maybe whumpee is too terrified to move. Maybe they lean into the touch subconsciously, unable to help themself after having been starved of affection for so long. Maybe they jerk their head away, struggling to escape whumper’s grip- but it isn’t as if they can do much with their hands shackled behind their back.

- Whumper isolating a whumpee for days, maybe weeks, to ensure their captive will be touch starved when they’re released. Whumper comes into their cell at long last, carrying a knife, and whumpee slumps against the wall in relief that they at least won’t be alone. Whumper holds their delicate whumpee in their lap, stroking their hair as they drag long cuts down their chest. Whumpee barely even cares about the pain, although it’s sharp and stinging and furious. At least they’re no longer alone. At least they’re being held.

- Whumper presses possessive kisses up whumpee’s neck as they sleep, and whumpee wakes up to whumper‘s lips on theirs. They jerk away, humilated and ashamed, and tears begin to stream down their face. Whumper grabs them by their hair and pulls them closer, tasting whumpee’s tears as they kiss them once again.

A sense of horror

One of my favorite tropes that I honestly think is pretty underrated is a loved one or an onlooker’s overwhelming sense of horror when they discover what has happened to a protagonist/MC.

Like.. a character stumbling in bleeding and broken—itheir loved one’s dread building and building as they unwrap the layers of mc’s clothing with shaking hands, only to find more and more and more blood— overwhelmed with panic and anguish when they discover just how deep the injuries go.

MC being brought home after a near-disastrous rescue mission, and the caretaker is finally able to get a good look at their injuries in proper lighting, and the horror hits them when they see deep, bloody gashes, whip marks crossing along their back, deep cuts and bruises in various stages of healing, a broken bone jutting out awkwardly at an angle it definitely shouldn’t be, and they’re just so overcome with revulsion and terror and heartache at what mc has had to endure. 

And that whole time, they had no idea. There was nothing they could do, but god they didn’t know it could get this bad. 

An onlooker, struck with a nauseating realization of how twisted some of their companions can be; the guilt of a bystander a weight that grows and grows, as they wrestle with dueling urges to help and to stay silent. (shoutout to @whumpsday for giving us another perfect example of this trope just yesterday)

Or even a villain/whumper, who agreed to participate in the cruelty, at some point down the line becoming too repulsed by the bloodthirst of their own comrades or fellow whumpers, suddenly unable to look anymore, wracked with guilt and disgust and thoughts of ‘god what have I done…’ 

A caretaker, rescuer, or even a new captor obtaining a whumpee who has been so conditioned by their past abuser that it makes their skin crawl. MC asking, begging to be punished at the slightest perceived mistake, or just bringing their new captor or guardian something to beat them with before falling to their knees. Anything that leaves them horrified, wondering ‘what the hell did they do to you’ yet also being too afraid to ask. The “are you my new master” trope may fall under this category and is also just immaculate. 

God I love this trope, whatever you call it. 

More whump inspo

Creepy/intimate whumper things

Using their belt to strangle whumpee

Digging their fingers into bruises

Gentle kisses that turn into bites

Telling Whumpee that they belong to them

Caressing Whumpee while they're tied up and blindfolded

Putting their fingers into Whumpee's mouth, knowing they're too afraid to bite

Placing a knife or gun in Whumpee's mouth

Slowly undressing Whumpee or making Whumpee undress themselves in front of Whumper

Telling Whumpee how good they look when they're bruised and bleeding

Kissing Whumpee's wounds

Licking the blood off from Whumpee's skin

Whispering Whumpee's dirty secrets into their ear while hurting them

Making Whumpee choose between being tortured and letting Whumper touch them

Whumper manipulating/killing anyone close to Whumpee to isolate them

It's nice when a whumpee is fighting against being restrained, and upon failing to escape just lets out this guttural scream as they writhe in their binds. Maybe they start sobbing in the middle of it, or maybe the scream slowly dies down when someone sedates the whumpee