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“I knew you’d come for me.”

vs.

“I knew you’d come for them.”

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Humiliation Prompts

These are all presented as sfw by default (but can be interpreted otherwise if that’s your preference)

Humiliate them by:

♠ Making them beg

♠ Forcing them to strip

♠ Spitting in their mouth

♠ Making them kneel

♠ Dressing them in a degrading outfit

♠ Mocking them for involuntary reactions

♠ Forcing them to lick something off the floor

♠ Hurting them in front of a mirror so they’re forced to watch

♠ Keeping their hands bound to make basic tasks difficult or impossible. Bonus: punish them for failing or making a mess

♠ Feeding them spoiled or disgusting food

♠ Hosing them down with cold water

♠ Calling them a mocking nickname or title

♠ Forcing them to crawl on their hands and knees

♠ Leaving them with obvious, hard to hide scars

♠ Branding them as a sign of ownership

♠ Forcing them to divulge past traumas or secrets

♠ Altering or ruining a part of their appearance they take pride in

♠ Rendering them mute or forbidding them to speak

♠ Making them lick clean someone’s boots/shoes

♠ Assigning them menial labor/chores

♠ Showing them off as a trophy at a party. Bonus: the party is for their enemies OR former allies/coworkers

♠ Offering them up as the entertainment to party guests to do with as they please

♠ Making derogatory comments about them to others (with them in the room/in earshot) Bonus: force them to agree with these assessments

♠ Gifting them as a slave/servant to someone they formerly outranked

♠ Leaving them at the mercy of strangers in a public display (stocks, pillory, cage, chained to something, etc)

♠ Grinding their face into the ground/mud/a mess they made. Bonus: With a foot on the back of their neck or side of their head

♠ Recording them being punished/tortured/etc. Bonus: send these to friends and family OR release them publicly online

♠ Fitting them with a collar

♠ Muzzling them

♠ Making them perform tricks or skills on command

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In order to keep whumpee safe, caretaker has to claim that whumpee belongs to them and no one else can touch them.

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"i won't change for you," villain says.

hero scoffs, "you don't have a choice"

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Whumper digging their heel into whumpee’s bullet wound, making them release a strangled scream.

Whumpee’s mind goes blank as the searing pain invades all of their senses.

Bonus points if Caretaker has to watch.

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Presumed Dead

This might be a niche interest but personally I love when a kidnapped character has been mia for months, maybe even a few years, to the point when everyone else in their life has basically run out of gas trying to find them. They've tried everything. No leads. The authorities have stopped searching, everyone has called it quits. They've all mourned and grieved and cried, but basically they've all started trying to pick up the pieces and move on with their lives.

Only for the bad guy who captured the kidnapped character to whip them out as the ace up their sleeve in a negotiation when their own back is up against the wall. And not even prefacing it with a "Would you like your friend back?" or a "What would you do if I told you X was still alive?" Just showing up to the negotiation with X in tow, bound and gagged and in what is clearly an agonizing amount of pain, but somehow they're still breathing, after all this time...

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How about some robot whump, where Whumper is going all out on it with Caretaker forced to watch.

The android assures Caretaker, "Not to worry. I cannot feel it. There is no pain."

But that doesn't mean that Caretaker stops yelling at Whumper to stop tearing their friend apart in the most brutal way. Appendages ripped from its torso, wires sending sparks up, the humanoid features slowly but forcefully removed. Oil drips out, leaving dark puddles not quite unlike blood.

All the while, the android keeps diligently updating on its status:

"Sensory functions failing."

"Emotion recognition centre damaged."

"Visuals reduced to 30%."

"It's okay!" Caretaker shouts. "I can still fix you. I can fix it all!"

"Oh, can you?" Whumper croons, fingers teasing over loose wires and smashing a hammer to the core.

"Memory storage compromised," the android croaks, it's voice failing.

"Maybe you can fix it, Caretaker," Whumper says, raising the hammer again. "But will it get you your friend back?"

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General whump taglist: @firewheeesky @myfriendcallsmeasickwoman19 @whumpawink @painsandconfusion @auroragehenna @chaotic-orphan @lolrpop (huh not sure if these tags are working..)

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Prompt:

Nonhuman Whumpee and Human Caretaker are kidnapped by scientists who wanted to study Whumpee's species. The tests are painful, Whumpee is forced to tell them their (traumatic) backstory, got their scales/feathers/whatever plucked, etc. And if Whumpee doesn't cooperate, the scientists use Caretaker as leverage against them.

-- @whumperofworlds

content: multiple whumpees, blackmail, captivity, lab whump, punishment, dehumanisation, cattle prod, death wish

Whumpee was sitting in the corner of their cage, refusing to even look at the tray of food that the scientists had slipped inside. Their body was still aching from yesterday’s ‘tests’, their head was pounding, the loneliness and the dehumanisation of it all was getting to be too much to bear. They would’ve rather starved to death.

“Your food is in the cell, #23.”

Whumpee didn’t respond.

“Your food is in the cell, #23.”

Did that mean there had been 22 others before them? Were they still here? Were they all dead?

“If you don’t start eating, we will resort to punishments.”

What did that matter? Even if they had been the most well-behaved test subject, the tests would’ve hurt regardless. There was no line between normal treatment and punishments.

“This is your last call, #23.”

Whumpee didn’t move.

“Alright.”

They could hear the scraping of the metal tray as it was taken away, and soon, the woosh of the door as it slid open.

“Whumpee!”

Whumpee’s head snapped towards the door at the familiar voice, their eyes widening in horror at the sight. It was Caretaker, brought in by a guard on either side of them. They looked unhurt — for now.

“Failure to cooperate results in punishment,” the scientist who accompanied them said. “We warned you several times.” There was something in their hand… a cattle prod?

Whumpee and Caretaker both flinched when it was turned on, electricity sparking to life and crackling loudly between the prongs. “Wait!” Whumpee yelled. “I’ll cooperate!”

“We warned you several times,” they repeated, then jammed the end of the cattle prod between Caretaker’s ribs. “Now, it’s time for your punishment.”

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i love when sibling characters are fucked up from the same event but in opposite ways

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Team whump where Whumper is a disgruntled team member who left but arranges a meeting with Youngest saying they want to reconcile. They take Youngest captive and use them as bait to lure in the rest of the team.

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A classic:

Whumpee who stays defiant and refuses to break while being tortured.

Then Whumper drags in a loved one and began to threaten them, maybe even outright torture them.

Panic and fear ensues on Whumpee's end.

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Caretaker came home one day, only to pause when they saw how wrecked the area was. Blood everywhere. Signs of a struggle.

And their partner, Whumpee, was nowhere in sight.

On the broken table was a note. Caretaker took it and read it, their hands trembling in worry and anger.

"Your dear Whumpee was quite good with welcoming guests, Caretaker. Why, we like them so much, we decided to take them with us! If you want them back, pay us $100,000, and we'll discuss letting Whumpee go."

Caretaker gritted their teeth, before grabbing their weapons before heading out.

Screw paying the ransom. The kidnappers will pay with their lives.

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Writing Prompt 99

Supervillain looked out the window, over the vast expanse of the city. Their city. The one they’d fought tooth and nail for. The one that Superhero had seemingly decided should be burnt to the ground before it was allowed to thrive under Supervillain’s guidance.

Well, Supervillain thought, turning to look at Hero, chained to the floor in front of their desk. If we’re burning each others things like children play a game, Superhero…

They walked slowly to the figure in the room, kneeling down to grab Hero’s chin in their hand, staring at the glistening eyes with a sick pleasure pooling in their gut.

Let’s play.

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Whumpee let out a long sigh as they sunk into the hospital bed. Days were going by like a blur, they often hardly understood what was happening or remember what had happened.

The one thing they did know, was caretaker was here. No matter how much time went by, caretaker was by their side explaining everything, telling them to rest, keeping them fed and hydrated by hand if needed.

"You must be tired, you've been here with me for days. How long will you stay?" Whumpee mumbled, crawling their fingers across the bed until they found caretaker's hand.

"Until you're coming with me." Caretaker smiled, squeezing their hand back.

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Caretaking/Hurt/Comfort Gestures

- Carrying them

- Cuddling them

- Singing to them

- Massaging them

- Taking their pulse

- Cupping their face

- Rubbing their back

- Spoon-feeding them

- Adjusting the blankets

- Rocking them to sleep

- Giving them a towel bath

- Thumbing away their tears

- Calming them from nightmares

- Laying a palm on their forehead

- Murmuring softly or hushing them

- Running a hand through their hair

- Lifting their drinking glass to their lips

- Brushing knuckles against their cheek

- Squeezing or kissing their nearest hand

- Keeping a bedside vigil so they aren’t alone

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CW: adult Whumpee referred to as "child" by their parental figure, brief wound description, the first time a child-figure calls their Caretaker dad

Caretaker has always been the parental figure for Whumpee. When Whumper takes and tortures Caretaker's precious family, Caretaker nearly loses his mind. Team Leader fights to get Whumpee back for his friend's sake.

When Whumpee is finally rescued, they are badly hurt. Team Leader takes them to the med-bay and new waves of nausea hit him with each new discovered injury. Caretaker comes barreling into the room, shouting for Whumpee. Freezing almost immediately when he catches the sight of all the blood on his child, his child. Medic moves so Caretaker can collapse into the chair at Whumpee's head.

Whumpee's eyes crack open, a groan of pain leaving their lips. "Dad?" The word is barely audible through their cut on swollen lip.

"I'm here, I am right here," he reassures, trying not to acknowledge the fact that this is the first time Whumpee has called him 'dad'. If he stops to think too hard about that, he won't make it through the next few hours and Whumpee needs him.

As Medic cleans and dresses the wounds, Caretaker holds Whumpee's hand, letting Whumpee squeeze as hard as they need to. It is towards the end of the treatment that Medic removes Whumpee's shirt entirely.

There, on their stomach, are the perfectly, horrifically formed letters etched into Whumpee's skin forming the word 'MINE' carved into the tender flesh.

"Oh that motherfucker," Team Leader gasps, unconsciously reaching for Whumpee's calf to rest a steady hand on.

Caretaker is very quiet until the wound is covered once again by clean bandages. "Where is Whumper?" The words are cold and even, the exact opposite of how Caretaker feels.

"Caretaker..." Team Leader starts but Caretaker cuts a sharp look at him.

"He hurt Whumpee, he hurt my child, I am not letting him get away with this. Where is he? I just want five minutes."

Team Leader holds his hands out as if in a surrender position, trying to coax Caretaker down. "Caretaker, you are my oldest friend and I want you to have your revenge, but I know what you can do in five minutes and we still need him alive to find the others."

Caretaker smoothes a hand over Whumpee's hair. They are finally sleeping, if not deeply. "I'll give you a day to get your information, then I'm going in whether you like it or not."