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[juneofdoom]

June of Doom 2026 ⚡︎

Hola, Doomers! Ask and thou shalt receive: here be the June of Doom 2026 prompt list for all your doomsday planning! All the good stuff's below the cut!

Previous Dooms: 2023 || 2024 || 2025

What the heck's a June of Doom?

This is a month-long prompt challenge/ list/ event/ thing that focuses on whump, angst, hurt/ comfort, and the like. Despite the air of doom it exudes, this challenge is very relaxed—your mod knows life happens but you still want to be part of your fandom(s), and sometimes you can't just sit down 30 days in a row to write/ art/ create. So, this list is out stupid early every year so you have the chance to prepare and particiapte! It's never too soon to Doom!

Rules

Tag your stuff with appropriate warnings, plzkthnx.

AI-created content is highly discouraged and frowned upon. I have no way of "checking", but I respect the time and effort people put into their crafts and encourage everyone to do the same. This isn't a contest for best written or prettiest art — it's a challenge, so challenge yourself.

Be cool. We're cool here. Don't like, don't read. Don't start none, won't be none. If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it. Let people be happy. 💕 (But if someone's comin' at you within the confines of this challenge, let me know ASAP.)

FAQ

You can participate with original and fan works!

You can do so with whatever medium you want!

You can combine this challenge with other challenges!

You can start/ finish this challenge whenever the heck you want! And I'll reblog it here if you tag the blog, even if it's not June!

You can use one, some, or all of the prompts listed for a given day however you want! The point is to be creative!

You can mix and match prompts from different days!

If nothing on a certain day is inspiring you, there are 15 alternate prompts this year consisting of last year's most popular prompts!

Angst, hurt/comfort, and lighter/funnier forms of whump are welcomed and encouraged! Torture takes many forms! :)

I'll post reminders and such as we get closer!

[AO3 Collection] - open late May 2026

And don't forget to tag @juneofdoom so I can reblog all of your amazing stuff here! (I typically only check the #juneofdoom and #june of doom tags during the event, so tagging the blog itself is the best way to ensure I see it and share it!)

If you have any questions, comments, shout outs, ideas, or just need some encouragement, inbox me anytime, June or not!

Have fun, Doomers! ⚡︎

2026 Prompt List ⚡︎

"Stay down." | Rules | Unfair Fight | Dehumanization

"You have to let me go." | Dying Alone | Drowning | Blame

"Give me another chance." | Trapped | Misunderstanding | Deception

"I won't leave you." | Dragged | Natural Disaster | Blankets

"It's no use." | Lost at Sea | Grief | Coughing Blood

"You're next." | Forced to Watch | Claustrophobia | Denial

"Can you hear me?" | Adverse Reaction | Fever | Buried Alive

"Don't you dare." | Protective | Revenge | Collared

"I made a mistake." | Crying | Friendly Fire | Broken Glass

"Where am I?" | Blind | Overthinking | Handuffs

"Maybe it's better this way." | Left for Dead | Pressure | Anxiety

"Don't lie to me." | Last Wish | Hidden Injury | Stabilization

"I just want to forget." | Revealed Secret | Touch Aversion | Lost

"You'll have to do better than that." | Servant | Darkness | Trembling

"Watch out!" | Earthquake | Sandstorm | Flood

"Take me instead." | Kidnapping | Curse | Whimper

"I'm worried about you." | Nightmares | Missing Time | Concussion

"How long have you been like this?" | Withheld Medication | Below Zero | Weak

"Whatever happens…" | Major Character Death | Carry | Regret

"I'll be fine." | Self-Surgery | Crutches | Sprain

"This isn't over." | Heatwave | Spite | Dissociation

"You're still you." | Disability | Recovery | Quiet Company

"But you promised!" | Plea | Innocence | Unreliable

"Why are you looking at me like that?" | Drugged | Insecurity | Dislocation

"This is all my fault." | Confession | Fool | Pushed Away

"You're only making it worse." | Flare | Virus | Poison Ivy

"You're pathetic." | Kneeling | Muzzled | Manipulation

"No one can hear you." | Asphyxiation | Photograph | Stalking

"Trust me." | Forbidden Love | Doubt | Mind Control

"I thought you were dead." | Near-death Experience | Explosion | Guilt

ALTERNATE PROMPTS

"Are you scared yet?"

"I'm so sorry."

"Hopefully."

"You'll be okay. Maybe."

"Stay with me."

"Don't move!"

"I'll never stop."

Injury Reveal

Obsession

Bruises

Locked Door

Touch Starved

Bedridden

Scream

Bite

[whump-or-whatever]

I absolutely love when a character is trying to hide injuries or just how sore they are by moving around like normal. They’ve perfected walking without wincing, ignoring the pain as they sit down or stand up, maybe even running.

But then as soon as they’re out of sight, the second they make it home and the door closes behind them, they just collapse to the floor in tears.

[saintsofviolence]

(conditioned??) living weapon whose feelings towards whumper gravitate somewhere between "i'd burn the world for you" and "i'd kill you in an instant if you'd just let the leash slip"

[whump-in-the-closet]

weak in the knees for situations where a stoic whumpee allows someone to help them. they don't say a word of acceptance but they don't protest either. Too injured to say no and too tired to deny they need it. Just grudgingly letting a gentle hand guide them to a bed or to wrap a wound. Then a quiet, "thank you." in between sharp breathing as they try not to break down in front of someone else. Love love love shielded vulnerability

[fortunately-cool-penguin]

When whumpee crawls desperately to get away even though they know they can't, and whumper just walks slowly behind them.

[sugarsweetwriter]

Whumpee who can’t relax their body.

Whumpee whose muscles are in constantly tense as a result of having have been in fight or flight (or freeze or fawn) mode for so long.

Whumpee who, at random times, realises how tense they are for seemingly no reason.

Whumpee who has to manually relax their body: laying down in a specific position, trying to focus on each limb one at a time.

Whumpee who can only relax their body when they’re asleep.

Whumpee who gets frustrated and agitated with their body resisting them, refusing to soften up even when they’re trying so hard.

Caretaker who understands Whumpees predicament and frustrations, softly massaging Whumpees muscles and drawing light circles into their skin with their fingertips to calm Whumpee down.

[digital-nova]

Winged whump prompts

plucking out ‘ugly’ feathers and replacing them with synthetic ones.

adorning the wings with heavy, gold jewellery that weighs them down.

feathers that can’t grow back.

wings hurting to open properly because they’ve been uncomfortably restrained for so long.

painting the feathers. a small, intimate task that requires time and patience, from both whumpee and the artist.

wings being held up by chains/ropes, on display for anyone to marvel at.

breaking wings as punishment.

wings being removed entirely to go on display in a gallery/museum. are they known to be real? or does someone take credit for creating them as an art piece?

in a medical setting, wings requiring their own set of restraints to keep whumpee from moving.

wings being the only part of whumpee that is valued and cared for. without them, they are worthless.

whumpee forgetting how to fly after being in captivity.

alternatively: not being able to because of how damaged their wings are.

feathers starting to fall out because of how terrible whumpee’s condition is.

[gotta-whump-them-all]

Whumpee who can't sleep at night because they're plagued with night terrors.

Whumpee who can't sleep at night because it's hard for them to lay on their bad, due to their scars.

Whumpee who can't sleep at night because they're on high alert; too nervous to let themself fall asleep.

Whumpee who can't sleep at night because they think Whumper will find them when they're sleeping.

Whumpee who can't sleep at night because they're terrified of the dark.

Whumpee who can't sleep at night because of their chronic pain.

Whumpee who can't sleep at night because they are such a light sleeper that the slightest noise wakes them up.

Whumpee who can't sleep at night because they're scared that once they fall asleep, that Caretaker will abandon them.

Whumpee who can't sleep at night because their sleep schedule is so messed up that they sleep whenever.

Whumpee who can't sleep at night because they're scared of Caretaker; they're scared that they'll turn out just like Whumper.

[the-samcrifice]

Hands in Whump

CW: Torture, near death mention, vomiting mention

Whumper to Whumpee

Whumper trailing their fingers delicately over Whumpees wounds, murmuring false sympathies

Breaking Whumpee's fingers one by one by one, or ripping out the nails with pliers- cooing as whumpee screams in terror and pain

Crushing Whumpee's fingers or hand under a heavy weight of sorts, and threatening to do it to the other hand if whumpee doesn't comply

Squeezing Whumpee's broken hand when they get out of line, talk a little too much, perhaps in public, where whumper can't properly lash out

Whumper running their knuckles over Whumpee's cheekbone, while they murmur "you're mine"

Whumpee's delicate hands red and purple at the knuckles with frostbite as whumper forces them to stay out in the snow

Whumpee's fingers desperately trying to wrench whumper's hand away from their mouth as they try to call for help

similarly, whumpee's trembling hands trying to pry whumper's fingers from around their throat

Caretaker to Whumpee

Caretaker cupping Whumpee's face as they try to soothe the poor little thing

Caretaker's hand immediately pulling away as they feel how feverishly hot whumpee is, almost as if they were burned themselves

Caretaker holding back Whumpee's hair with a delicate touch as they vomit in a toilet- rubbing their back

Caretaker gently carding their hands through Whumpee's hair, humming a song (bonus points if whumpee is sick in bed)

Holding Whumpee's hand tight as they walk through an alley or someplace scary- "it'll be alright"

Trembling hands as they grasp at whumpee, who's so badly injured they're fading away- "please, please don't leave me-!"

[slippedtheknot]

"Easy, Easy, it's Okay,"

When Caretaker opened the door, cold air hit them in the face. Caretaker took their time scanning the cell; their eyes examining the metal bars that allowed the frigidness to enter and the concrete walls that added to Caretaker's feeling of disgust. Nothing in there gave hints of human life, and yet...

Caretaker gasped and almost dropped their gun when they saw a chain connected to the wall that disappeared into a small, human body shivering.

A shaky breath leaves Caretaker as they slowly approach; holstering their weapon when they let their knees hit the ground. "Hey, um, I'm Caretaker. Can you turn over for me? Please?"

Whumpee gave no indication of hearing them, so Caretaker knelt with hesitant hands hovering inches away. "I can...turn you over? If you're unable?"

Caretaker's heart sank when Whumpee let out a high-pitched whine from their warm hand settling on their shoulder.

"Easy, easy, it's okay." Caretaker wrapped his arm around Whumpee's body and pulled him into his lap for more warmth.

Whumpee immediately relaxed in Caretaker's hold and started sobbing from relief.

"Sh sh, I know, I know, it's all alright now." Caretaker started rocking and rubbing Whumpee's back. "You're safe."

[mj-iza-writer]

Whumpee sighed and rolled their eyes as Whumper's friends commanded them to sit. They half-heartedly sat down. Sloppily, the way they knew Whumper hated, but these idiots weren't Whumper.

"No, do it like you're supposed to", one of them crossed their arms, "what was Whumper's command."

Whumpee shrugged their shoulders. They weren't going to talk regardless, not without permission, but they had zero plans on helping these fools with that freaken command anyways.

"It was sit something", a friend thought out loud.

One of the friends got down into Whumpee's face.

"You know what we are asking you to do, so do it already", they spoke gruffly, "I'll tell Whumper you're misbehaving."

Whumpee sat like a statue, looking straight ahead, not bothering to make eye contact.

"Whumper, I think your pet is broken. They won't listen to us", friend D complained.

"What is your command where they sit really nicely?", friends B called.

Whumper came out of the kitchen carrying drinks.

"Whumpee, sit pretty for me", Whumper commanded while passing the drinks to their friends.

Whumpee adjusted how they sat to be more straightened. They puffed out their chest, pulled their knees up, and placed their hands on the floor, palms down. This pose was extremely uncomfortable and took forever to learn. Not from Whumpee being difficult, but their body not liking the stress position.

"That is one of their special commands, meaning I'm the only one they have to listen to for it", Whumper sat down, "Whumpee release."

Whumpee released with a gasp of relief, and sat down their normal way, the way Whumper wanted.

"It's a stress pose and shouldn't be used for a long period of time", Whumper smiled at their pet, "that's why only I can give it to them, so they don't get injured."

Whumpee sighed in relief that Whumper made it clear that Whumpee only needed to listen to them.

"Why do you care if they are comfortable?", friend A kicked at Whumpee playfully, "the little fucker shouldn't be treated so well."

"They're a pet. You wouldn't treat your dog so poorly. Whumpee is no different to me", Whumper frowned, "it takes a while to learn these tricks. Mostly because their body needs to be trained to do it. It would waste the time I've spent on training them if I broke them. You all know I don't like wasting time."

"What's another special trick they know", friend B asked.

"Whumpee", Whumper waited for them to look up. They made their hands into the shape of a gun and pointed it at Whumpee, "bang."

Whumpee dramatically fell to the floor and closed their eyes. They pushed their tongue out of their mouth as a finishing touch.

"Good job Whumpee", Whumper laughed.

His friends also joined in and laughed.

Whumpee popped their head up and looked at Whumper for another command.

"What's your favorite trick?", Whumper looked at Whumpee happily.

That was sneakily a command for Whumpee.

Whumpee got up and crawled away and laid down on their dog bed.

"Wh... what did they just do?", friend A frowned.

"It's a sneaky trick to tell them to go relax", Whumper grinned, "it's just funny to watch them crawl away after asking what their favorite trick is. The command combines bed and at ease."

"Whumpee, do you want a slice of pizza?", Whumper set their plate on their lap.

Whumpee looked up and nodded.

"Come here, I grabbed an extra slice", Whumper grinned.

Whumpee quickly got off of their bed and crawled to Whumper.

"Sit", Whumper waited until Whumpee was right in front of them, "good Whumpee."

Whumpee sat excitedly and looked at the pizza.

"Here, don't make a mess please", Whumper handed them the plate.

Whumpee excitedly grabbed at the pizza and took their first bite.

"What food do they eat normally?", one friend watched curiously.

"Normal human food. I'm not a monster. They need to eat food that gives their body nutrients", Whumper watched Whumpee, "normally it's a strict diet. That's how I eat, so it only makes sense to feed them like that as well. They occasionally get a treat though."

Whumpee licked their fingers happily after their last bite. They looked at Whumper, then at their hands.

"You may have another slice if you like", Whumper stood, "but you won't get any more food tonight. Two slices will definitely be enough for your dinner."

Whumpee quickly nodded, and happily crawled behind Whumper as they went into the kitchen.

"Here you go", Whumper handed them a big slice, then patted their head, "my friends will gone in a little while, then we can relax."

Whumpee looked happily at the slice as Whumper talked.

"I may even allow you to eat a cookie tonight", Whumper chuckled, "how does that sound?"

"It sounds good Master", Whumpee giggled.

"Did that thing just talk?", all of the friends yelled.

"Yes, Whumpee can speak. I just don't think they like you guys. They talk to my other friends just fine", Whumper yelled out the kitchen, "my other friends don't call them mean names though or kick them."

"Oh, come on", the friends poured into the kitchen, "make them talk again."

"Whumpee, what's your favorite trick", Whumper turned to grab a drink from the counter.

Whumpee placed their half eaten slice of pizza in their mouth and crawled between the groups legs and to their bed.

"Oh, come on", they complained dramatically.

Whumpee giggled as they sat in their bed and ate.

Whumper came out and sat down.

"I can't get them to do anything", they jokingly sighed, "such a bad pet."

"You're a liar", their friends stared longingly at Whumpee.

"Speak", one of them commanded.

"That's not the command", Whumper laughed loudly.

Their friends turned to glare at Whumper.

Whumper shrugged.

"Should have been nicer to them", Whumper sighed playfully, "maybe next time."

Taglist. As always please let me know if you want to be added or taken off of the list. It's not a problem at all.

@weirdthingweee @the-beasts-have-arrived

@sacredwrath @porschethemermaid

@monarchthefirst @generic-whumperz

@bloodyandfrightened @freefallingup13

@notpeppermint @cyborg0109

@idontreallyexistyet @painfulplots

@whumpbump @everythingsscary

@skittles-the-whumpee @expressionless-fr

@theforeverdyingperson @legendarydelusiongoatee

@candleshopmenace @whumpanthems

@lavndvrr @ivymyers

@starfields08000 @a-living-canvas

@lumpofsand @watermeezer

@indigoviolet311 @whumpy-mountains

@risk606 @electrons2006

@paperprinxe @whumprince

@kaz-of-crows @mis-graves

@decaffeinatedtimetraveler94 @sausages-things

@isikedmyself878 @daffyduckcommittedtaxfraud

@valravnthefrenchie @glennemerald

@jasperthecapser @does-directions

@jumpywhumpywriter @blackbirdsinatrenchcoat

@mylifeisonthebookshelf @thenormalestever

@whatwhump @galatic-worm

@starmoon-constellation @bacillusinfection

[juneofdoom]

June of Doom 2025 💣

By popular vote, here be the 2025 June of Doom prompt list for your doomsday planning!

Please feel free to participate with original or fan works of any kind (writing, photos, gifs, mood boards, videos, songs, whatever creative medium your heart desires!). You can do one or all of the prompts on any given day, and if none are to your liking, check out the alternate prompts!

Angst, hurt/comfort, and lighter/ funnier forms of whump are also welcome! Torture takes many forms. :)

Rules/ FAQ!

Tag your stuff with appropriate warnings, plzkthnx.

AI-created content is highly discouraged and frowned upon. I have no way of "checking", but I respect the time and effort people put into their crafts and encourage everyone to do the same. This isn't a contest for best written or prettiest art — it's a challenge, so challenge yourself.

You can combine this challenge with other challenges!

You can start/ finish this challenge whenever the heck you want!

You can mix and match prompts from different days!

I'll post reminders and such the closer we get!

[Text List]

[AO3 Collection] - "JUNEOFDOOM2025"

And don't forget to tag @juneofdoom so I can reblog your awesome here! Have fun!

Previous Dooms: 2023 || 2024

[whump-or-whatever]

Gotta love when a character has a severe injury that just continues to get more and more severe as they continue to ignore it. At first it’s just occasional winces, then they start to move stiffly and hold the injured area, then they start to get pale and clammy, then the blood starts seeping through their clothes until eventually they’re drenched in it and they don’t even care to hide it any more, and eventually they basically just collapse, too tired to go any further. Just… yeah, that.

[saintsofviolence]

I freaking love it when both caretaker and whumpee can't sleep at night so coincidentially they're both out of their room and they see the other and then we get [insert cute/soft bonding moment] between them in the middle of the night it's such a fluffy trope in my head

[whump-in-the-closet]

Ummm something with the team finally finding whumpee and untying them.

Whumpee repeating "I didn't break, I swear I didn't, I didn't tell them anything, I didn't," while sobbing.

It's true, whumpee didn't tell them anything, but all that caretaker cares about now is trying to calm whumpee down before they bleed out even more.

A Messy Rescue

whumpee slumped over until caretaker grabs their face, desperate to see if they're still conscious

wide eyes and split lip-- a flash of recognition-- and before caretaker can assure them that its all going to be okay, whumpee panics

"I didn't say anything, I didn't, please you have to--" their sentences fragment as they gasp for air. "You have to believe me!"

At first, the team is horrified that this is whumpee's recognition. They feel sick. One teammate turns away, unable to stand it. Unable to watch. It's wrong.

Caretaker snaps out of it first. "Help me cut them down!" Then, they notice whumpee's blood drenching through their once-white shirt

As the team works to free whumpee's wrists from the shackles, Caretaker frantically tries to assess the damage. But whumpee keeps thrashing, jerking out of reach and flinching at their touch.

Alternating between, "I didn't say anything!" and "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry- please don't-- please don't hurt me!"

The teammates all have these grim expressions, mouths in a thin line

A fluttering horror is embedded in caretaker's chest-- this is so much worse than they could have imagined

Even better if Leader, with real pain in their voice, says "We have to keep them quiet."

Caretaker pulls away for a second, hands half-full of bandages. "What're you saying?"

Leader breaks through the last bit of metal and whumpee slumps to the floor, shivering uncontrollably. Caretaker places one hand protectively on their back, rubbing up and down. They don't stop crying. Leader looks away. "Gag them. Or get them to shut up. We don't need them giving away our position to Whumper"

Carrying a gagged and sobbing whumpee out of the building, caretaker can't look them in the eyes. They keep whispering how sorry they are, but they have no idea if whumpee can even hear them or cares. It feels like betrayal, but they can only hope it was worth it.

"We'll get you better, I promise."

[hurtfortea]

A whumpee who won’t stop fighting until they physically can’t anymore. A whumpee who will kick, bite, claw, pinch- anything they can manage in their current state or position. A whumpee who finally loses their will to fight when the hopelessness sets in, and they give up- only to immediately be filled with revulsion and self loathing. A whumpee who doesn’t listen when they’re told that they did everything they could. When they’re told anyone would have done what they did. When they’re told it’s okay.

Because it’s not. They said they would never give up. But they did. And now they’re sure they deserve what ever comes after.

Because you can’t lose as long as you keep fighting.

…And whumpee lost.