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reluctant/inexperienced caretaker saying in a high, panicky voice, “This is so fucked up, this is so fucked up” while patching up a nasty wound

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a caretaker that becomes a whumpee by proxy.

whumper hurting whumpee to get information from caretaker

caretaker offering themselves as a sacrifice to spare whumpee some pain

caretaker slowly psychologically breaking from the stress of nursing whumpee back to health

whumpee exhibiting toxic traits as a result of their trauma, in such a way that caretaker no longer feels safe while caring for them, but they can't just abandon whumpee...

...can they? - guilt!! guilt that they can't help more, guilt that they're at their wits end, guilt that eats them alive every waking moment.

caretaker having to ration supplies between themselves and whumpee and choosing to give whumpee more of or all of their supplies.

resentment, brewing and boiling. resentment that they can't escape this. anger cooks caretaker's insides.

whumpee bites, scratches or attacks caretaker while caretaker tends to their injuries. of course whumpee is apologetic, but apologies can't stifle an infection or replace a missing finger, now, can they?

caretaker that was always hurting deep down, but whumpee's situation was their emotional breaking point.

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Pet Whumpee but not in a "well-mannered and obedient little kitten" way but in a "rabid dog that has to wear a muzzle and sleep in a metal crate to make sure they don't bite off anyone's fingers (including the caretakers)" way. If you even care. Like even after they're rescued they need to keep the collar and chains on just to make sure they don't hurt anybody.

Pet Whumpee who's been in captivity for so long they don't even remember who they are anymore. They don't know how to speak. It takes the caretakers a Long time teaching them that they're human, and that they're safe now.

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Sex tapes and explicit photos in whump / noncon whump

whumper recording the assault 'for later'

whumper recording a consensual sexual encounter, but not telling the other person they're being filmed until they try to leave or tell whumper to stop

whumpee who consented to being recorded or photographed for something non-sexual, only for their assault to be preserved on film

whumpee who consented to sex and being filmed, only to find out after the break up that their ex leaked all of it online

whumpee who makes a living filming / photographing themselves having sex, who is then assaulted on livestream while their viewers eagerly watch on assuming it's all scripted

whumpee whose assault was captured on CCTV cameras, who has photos of their assault slid across the table to them by the police / their lawyer

whumpee whose assault was captured on CCTV cameras, who has photos of their assault slid across the table to them by their assailant's lawyer, who wants to know if that's the look of someone who's fighting back?

whumper who photographs the wounds and bite marks and bruises and stains they left on whumpee

whumper who makes whumpee relive what happened to them by sending them photos and videos of it later

whumper who, being restricted from seeing whumpee, decides to send photos and video of the assault to whumpee's loved ones

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"You don't know me. I'm not the same person anymore."

"That's okay. I'll get to know you again."

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Whumpee, who managed to escape from their captors before passing out, wakes up in a hospital with relief before noticing that they're handcuffed to the bed. They made it back to their team, yes, but it feels like a bad dream, the team is somehow dead convinced whumpee betrayed them.

Whumpee is back in their familiar environment, but nothing is the same, they're being treated like a villain, and no matter how many times they beg and promise they don't know about anything they're accused of, their friends have become their captors with stone cold faces.

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Soaked hair + whump

After being waterboarded, laying gasping as the water drips around their head

Having ice water poured on them, the freezing cold in their hair an immediate shock, as it seeps the heat from them

Being locked outside during the rain, looking inside sadly or angrily

They’re on their hands and knees, looking at whumper through dripping locks

Soaked hair being grabbed and yanked, sending droplets flying

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That moment when whumpee gets arrested and the detective that was so confident in their guilt starts to see the real them? The trauma ? The scars ? The silence ? And then the pieces of a perfectly constructed puzzle start to fall apart because they were always innocent, we just never saw it ? 💋 It’s so good

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extremely good trope: injured character sees their own blood on someone else who's otherwise unscathed and gives a concerned "are you hurt?" double points if they're so injured they're barely lucid

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...Is it that time already

Summer is here! Where did the time go, eh? Us Mods are gathering once again as we crawl out from our hibernation. We're wiping the sleep from our eyes, well-rested and ready to plan this year's whumpfest!

Keep an eye out for graphic updates, a refreshed FAQ, and of course, your chance to pick your favorite tropes to be included in this year's list!

We hope your blorbos have had a relaxing summer, because Whumptober is returning soon!

Stay tuned x

- Mods Yenn, Vanne, Kitty and Surro

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The whumper didn’t like how sloppy some burns and cuts could be, they liked precise work laid own in intricate patterns, so the whumper would injure the whumpee accordingly. Torture felt like art to them, and scars were neatly laid own into designs that the whumper would take time to just admire. The whumpee could only watch as the patterns spanned their entire body slowly, painful reminders of what was happening to them.

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“They did that to you? And you let them?”

“You think I had a say in how I was fucking tortured?”

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Caretaker carefully sitting beside a newly rescued whumpee, keeping their voice low,

“Hey, there… our doctor needs to take a look at you, okay? Don’t worry, nothing will happen. Just need to make sure you’re not hurt too much, before we go somewhere safer. I’ll stay with you, nothing bad will happen.”

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Whumpee shows up to work lethargic and crabby. Halfway through the morning they have to run to the bathroom to be sick. The Team teases them lightheartedly.

"Must have been some night out!"

"Had a party and didn't invite us?"

This happens more than once; Whumpee gains a reputation as a party person. They don't deny it.

Little do the Team know, Whumpee's occasional condition has nothing to do with having fun.

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love when whumpees have attitude and nothing else. they're not actually rebellious they're just... providing entertainment. (their words). they'll mouth off and complain and everything but they're doing from their knees so.

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those little, tiny caretaker phrases in which you can feel their voice shaking:

“oh dear…” - when they first discover what really happened to whumpee, barely holding back tears

“it’s just me” - when whumpee jolts awake from another nightmare

“don’t look” - when they clean and bandage whumpee’s wounds, despite the look of it all making them sick

“h-hold on!” - when whumpee nearly passes out in their arms

“hush” - when whumpee apologises for something that’s not their fault, not an order but a gentle whisper

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Thinking about imprisonment whump

Jail cell without windows or air vents, the stuffy, suffocating stench of mold and grime

A storageroom in an old abandoned warehouse, fixed with makeshift locks and bolts to secure it

A plastic cell or windows only, depriving the inhabitant with no privacy or no darkness

Old rusty iron bars that cant be touched or they risk infections or cuts

A cabin on a ship made for a cozy vacation spot but is now the only place that can keep a person locked up

State-of-the-art cells with high-tech security and walls made of the toughest material known to man

Summer cabin on a hiking trail where the hot attic, is where the prisoner gets to sleep