Content: noncon nudity, manhandling, injuries, beating, fear, defiant/stoic whumpee
Throwing whumpee onto their knees before the enemy leader and holding them there by the back of the neck
Whumpee half-curled into a fetal position as they're being relentlessly kicked
Whumpee forced to strip. And doing so flushing and getting ashamed.
Whumpee shuddering and shaking from exhaustion caused by screaming, resisting, and fear
Wiping blood off hastily, grabbing injuries, making faces as they try not to cry
Ripping their pants down or shirt up so roughly it jerks whumpee's body
The broken sob that's kind of the end of a cry they barely managed to hold in
Whumpee feeling stupid, humiliated, even though anyone would, in their position
Sweating, swallowing, and keeping their face under control, trembling as they are inspected
Being twisted by the wrist, spun around, and slammed face-first into a wall or desk
Compromising positions like whumper sitting on their butt, in a non-sexual, violent way that just emphasizes the desperate physical struggle.
Grabbing them by the face to look at them and make snide observations about how scared they are
Slapping whumpee in the cheek
Small whumpees being thrown around and restrained physically by big whumpers
Grabbing their hair to slam them into the wall and whispering something in their ear that makes whumpee grimace
"turn around and face the wall."
Slapping a knife wound or gunshot injury and whumpee winces, cries and curls over the injury
A sarcastic remark dying on whumpee's lips as they see what whumper brought to beat them with
A stoic whumpee after a long time of taking a beating with only grunts of pain, groaning as a bone is broken, and as whumper raises their boot to kick again, whumpee hoarsely cries "wait wait, please! --please wait!"
Content: manhandling, humiliation, beating
Slammed into the top of a desk with their arm twisted behind them
Whumpee wincing and freezing under whumper's weight as they realize they're trapped; if they move any more their wrist is going to break
whumpee crushing their lips in their teeth to hold back cries of pain that they'd be punished for
Guards shoving in a manacled, stumbling whumpee before the king, kicking him to his knees and forcing him to bow so low his forehead hits the flagstones
Fist in the hair to yank whumpees head up
Or fingernails bruising into the cheeks for the same goal
Whumpee frustrated to rage that they aren't being allowed to just walk straight, instead they have to throw them into walls and slam them down into seats
Looking up with a livid glare at main whumper when they get there
Whumpee starting to speak, "wait, just--" gets yanked so hard the words catch before he staggers forward
"I can walk." Whumpee growls next time they come for him. Snarky guard--"well, you're to be dragged."
When the whumpers step away from whumpee, now tied up and gagged on the floor, panting through his nose
Humiliating punishments like whipping while whumpee is tied up like this, whumpee floundering awkwardly away with a muffled shriek at every strike
Holding whumpee's arms so whumper can punch them over and over in the stomach
A lineup of prisoners, but whumpee is the only one that gets thrown and kicked into position
“I can fix him dw” [drill sounds] {screaming} [chainsaw revving]
tw: Drugged/paralyzed
Whumpee woke up slung over someone's shoulder, unable to move. It was dark, and all they could see was the forest floor shifting beneath someone else's feet.
They tried to squirm, but nothing happened. A small whimper escaped them as the person carrying suddenly stopped. Gently, they were laid on the ground, their back pressing against the cold earth. Whumpee could barely make out their features, whoever it was, they didn’t recognize them.
A gloved hand cupped Whumpee’s face, causing them to flinch.
The figure tisked, then rolled up Whumpee's sleeve and injected a syringe into their arm.
The moment the needle pierced their skin, Whumpee lost the ability to make another sound. The fleeting sensation they had almost regained in their fingers quickly faded. The figure patted Whumpee's cheek, smiling when no response came.
With a grunt, they lifted Whumpee back over their shoulder and continued deeper into the woods.
TW: it's written with captive whump in mind, mentions of torture, restrains, escape, sadistic whumper
Flight: their body wants them to be the furthest they can from the source of pain, not stopping to think rationally about it
They are backed against the wall and cannot go any further, yet they try to, maybe if they are brave enough they might try to run to the side
Looking to the side, avoiding eye contact, closing their eyes, when they can't run physically they try to distance themselves mentally
Twitching and jerking back their body away from the Whumper, they want to be good and stay still but the movement is instinctual
Fight: their first reaction is throwing a punch, kicking or biting, they are more resilient and harder to break
They are trying to hit anything that caused them pain, it doesn’t bode well for the future, and they only earn themselves more punishments
The Whumper using more restrains, muzzles for biting, tighter restrictions, leather bonds instead of rope or chain because the Whumpee is always unnecessarily struggling and get themselves bruised by their bonds
When broken, the Whumpee still has the instinct to fight but after doing so they cover and apologize, explaining that they didn’t mean to
Freeze: faced with pain their body doesn’t move, even if they want to run or fight it just freezes
Their muscles tense up and every sensation seems so much worse, however it’s so hard to relax
The Whumpee managed to escape yet when they hear the Whumper behind them, they freeze, they beg their body to run, to do anything, yet they just stand there
They freeze up when ordered to do anything painful or dangerous, which will just bring a punishment upon them and even more harm
Fawn: on the front of their mind is keeping the Whumper happy, they will obey and are the easiest to train
They focus on the Whumper, looking for any reaction to their action, hesitating and waiting for orders, too scared to do anything wrong when acting out of their own volition
The Whumpee having a list of specific rules that they got out of their punishments, they keep their every offense in mind reminding themselves to not accidentally commit it again
When the order results in their pain they panic, they want to appease the Whumper but are scared of being hurt
Beg: they are not used to any physical reaction, they run their mouth trying to use the words to somehow get out of the painful situation
Panicking when gagged, they just got deprived of their defense mechanism, and it's so much worse than just being harmed
The hardest order to obey is ‘not taking without permission’, they swallow their words, every second reminding themselves to not react
The Whumper ordering them to beg for mercy, and they do just that, but the action was meaningless from the start, Whumper wanted to hurt them and hearing them beg was just a nice addition
(I couldn't find a word starting with F for begging, sorry)
Talking more about one of my favorite prompts:
Content: bruises, slapping, gagging, scared whumpee
Thrown to their knees in front of a whumper that wants to beat the piss out of them
(and whumpee is fully aware from the look on whumper's face that they are planning on it. *Panicking, hyperventilating, keeping head down anticipating the first blow*)
Throwing whumpee onto their knees and they moan because this is like the 6th time today and their knees are red and inflamed and bruised
"shut him up." *Cue gag*
Slap of hand on chin as chin is roughly yanked backward and whumpee's whole back arches in the same direction to keep from hurting their neck
"whumper-Aa!--" (--whumpee)
"open." Smack to the cheek. "Open your mouth."
Whumpee's eyes squeezed shut already and they have to open them to see what is going in their mouth
Gagged whumpee thrown down on their bruised swollen knees so the moan sounds more muffled like "MMMNNffh!"
Whumpee tries to get up and a hand pinches down on the back of their neck. "No."
obsessive whumpers who thinks whumpee belongs to them. and they keep whumpee bound and gagged and deprived of their senses to ensure that there aren't any arguments or escape attempts to the contrary
Do you guys need reasons for someone to get bullied? because I have a few
No I forgot to add content warning!: beating, rape, bullying
Stands near the boss looking attractive and cool and never talking--everyone's jealous and it looks like they aren't even working for it
Boss beckons them closer to whisper in their ear. Others are jealous of the attention from the boss. They try to find excuses to get bodyguard in trouble so they can beat them up
Blackmailing bodyguard with integrity --so now bodyguard knows exactly what is coming to them when they see whumpers surrounding them as they leave their meeting with the boss
Gang dragging off bodyguard to beat and rape them in revenge
Bodyguard pretending to be fine, to prevent further attacks in their weakened state. Until a friendly back-slap elicits a wince of pain.
Boss turning a blind eye to the bullying because they need the gang
Boss blaming bodyguard for conflict so there are fewer casualties
Boss punishing all those responsible, increasing the bullies' rage
Some random scientist Whumper dialogue:
"Shhh sweetheart, I know you're scared of needles. Don't worry, I'll fix you."
"Just. Hold. Still!"
"Ah ah ah, bad pet. No flinching. I thought we were over that."
"Arm out please....good boy!"
"Privileges gone for one week. Yes including anesthetic. Don't argue with me mutt, do you want me to add another week?"
"God. Fuck. Please don't d- Please stop-"
"Hm?"
The Doctor makes an incision. Precise. Sharp. The skin feels so impossibly thin. So easy to reach under. It's like drawing on paper.
"Jesus christ- Jesus fucking christ- Oh god-"
The Doctor reaches in. Rubber gloves against raw flesh, forearms covered in fresh blood. What a horrible texture.
The Patient is heaving in shock. On the inclined bed, he has no other choice but to look right at the wound gaping across his stomach. It moves with each gasp for air. Like a mouth. An orifice that was always meant to be there, moving in rhythm with the rest of the body.
"I forgot to get the retractors. But I reckon you could do the job, no?"
"What?"
"I'm going to loosen the restraints on your hands, so you can reach it."
"What-"
The Patient asks again, barely hearing the words over his own hitched breathing. The Doctor grabs his two wrists - completely unbothered by the blood smearing on them - and positions his hands over the wound.
"Hold that open for me, will you?"
His fingers are guided in place, forced to dig deep, while his arms are pulled apart slowly. Bright red viscera beneath the freshly opened layers. Like it has always wanted to be seen, glistening under the light.
"No, no, no- no, please don't- please I'm-"
"Sshh. Just hold it there. Keep it open."
"No- no- I can't-"
Not feeling the pain might even be more terrifying. Only the view remains. And the sounds. The stomach-turning smell of his own blood. His fingers, clamped in place by complete shock. And the growing cold, slowly seeping into his whole trembling body.
Content: sadistic whumper, manhandling, threats
Smiling "hm."
"Watch your mouth."
"shhh sh sh"
walking slowly
grim chuckle because victim insulted them and they're about to get it
grunts and huffs of effort as they manhandle victim into position
Catching their breath after a struggle
Panting, "you are gonna wish you stayed put, motherfucker"
"Come here."
Exhasperated sigh "hh. alright, you earned this--"
I love Bucky Barnes/Stucky, everything on this account is with them in mind. I love whump and whump prompts, trying not to traumatize my irls on the main account :)
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