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Hey whump community, if we as a whole could stop incorrectly referring to various whumper characters as "sociopaths" "psychopaths" "bipolar" "narcissists" or any other demonized mental conditions, that would be nice.
If you're going to write a story which seriously takes into account how a mental illness, cluster b disorder, or whatever affects a character (yes, including villains) I'm fine with it so long as you put in your due research.
But if you're going to throw around improper diagnostic terms and slurs for the mentally ill simply to state that a character is "evil" or "abusive" then you are getting yourself blocked no questions asked.
-Abraham ♡♡♡
Hghghg thought of the Concept last night of a character being rescued from imprisonment/torture; beaten to a pulp, completely out of it, and scared. They don't immediately recognize the person sent to save them, and thus in their delirious state try to fight them off thinking they can only be another tormenter. But they're so, so weak, their attempts little more than clumsy, shaky lashings out.
Instead of restraining them or hurting them like Whumpee expects, their rescuer gently unfolds their trembling fist, and holds their hand.
Please check out the rules before beginning to complete the prompts!
Continuing on if you have lmao
Maylancholy Prompts 2025:
May 1. "Don't leave me here."
May 2. Major character death
May 3. Shattered trust
May 4. Bleeding out
May 5. "I can't feel my hands."
May 6. Buried alive
May 7. Feverish and delusional
May 8. Shackled
May 9. Wrong place, wrong time
May 10. "You don’t remember me, do you?"
May 11. Cursed to suffer
May 12. Dragged back
May 13. Choking on blood
May 14. Paranoia setting in
May 15. "Please, just kill me."
May 16. Held at knifepoint
May 17. Left behind
May 18. Possessed
May 19. "I swear it wasn't me."
May 20. Overworked and collapsing
May 21. Stabbed in the back
May 22. Trapped with them
May 23. No way out
May 24. "You were never supposed to find out."
May 25. Drugged and defenseless
May 26. Branding iron
May 27. Forced into silence
May 28. Tied to the altar
May 29. Haunting whispers
May 30. "This isn't real."
May 31. Escape... or not?
Alternative Prompts (If any daily prompt doesn’t take your fancy feel free to replace it with one of these!):
Alt 1. Crawling to safety
Alt 2. No anesthesia
Alt 3. Drenched in something awful
Alt 4. The sound of chains
Alt 5. Shoved into a tight space
Alt 6. A wound that won’t heal
Alt 7. Gasping for breath
Alt 8. Marked for death
Alt 9. Waking up somewhere unfamiliar
Alt 10. "It’s already too late."
TW: MEDWHUMP/MEDICAL LANGUAGE
Welcome to Medwhump May 2025! This challenge was a success last year so I'm back here again for round 2!
RULES:
No AI-generated content
For completionists, you must fill in a prompt for all 31 days, whether this is the daily prompt or one of the alt prompts. The timeframe for completion doesn't matter (i.e whether you fill all 31 prompts in one day, or take a few months)
If you'd like your work to be featured on this page, please tag this account, @medwhumpmay , and use the tag 'medwhumpmay2025'
When tagging, please use the appropriate whump tag e.g 'seizure whump' instead of just 'seizures'. This avoids clogging important tags with whump content.
Have fun!
If you need any clarification, please feel free to send in an ask or reply to this post and I'll do my best to get back to you.
Thanks to everybody who submitted their prompts, and please reblog for reach!
Happy whumping ❤️
- @whumpetywhumpwhump
Whumpee stifles their sobs behind their hand. They stare at the ceiling, trying to calm themself down after a particularly nasty nightmare. Finally, the tears stop and whumpee can catch their breath long enough to look at whumper next to them in bed.
little late BUT here we go y'all! many thanks to everyone who recommended prompts! EDIT - FIXED DAY 30 ON THE IMAGES
Welcome to Whumpay 2025! Up above you will see the basic prompt list and down below the cut you will see it written out in a list as the rules
Rules are the same as usual -
You only have to use one (Or two, if you’re doing the extreme edition.) prompt a day! But you’re welcome to use multiple if you want to, and it still counts for both.
I know the description of the blog says it’s a writing event, but if you want to draw or make other kinds of content, that’s cool too.
Have fun, tag content warnings (such as noncon, graphic violence, etc) and try not to be crushed by the mortifying ordeal of posting your writing.
This is a pretty chill event so you can start posting whenever but I’ll be reblogging posts made to the #Whumpay2025 tag throughout May.
scaled things back a bit this year, so theres no mini challenges or extreme edition, but if you want a smaller challenge choose one prompt from each category and post one each week
I - Trapped
1 - Used as a Weapon
2 - Hostage Situation
3 - Crucifixion
4 - Toxic Relationship
5 - Incapable of Disobeying
6 - Muzzled
II - Supernatural
7 - Psychic Link
8 - Immortality
9 - Magic Overuse
10 - Loss of Power
11 - Truth Serum
12 - Aftermath of Possession
III - Mundane
13 - Allergic Reaction
14 - Flu/Fever
15 - Forgetting to Eat
16 - Tonsillitis
17 - Financial Trouble
18 - Falling Out
IV - Dialogue
19 - “Don't make me choose.”
20 - “Let them go!”
21 - “They'll be fine…. Right?”
22 - “I've got you.”
23 - “Please don't leave me.”
24 - “I don't want to scare you, but….”
VI - Post Mortem
25 - Character Death
26 - Funeral
27 - Resurrection
28 - Grief
29 - Time Loop
30 - Mistaken for Dead
31 - Self-Sacrifice
ALT PROMPTS
1 - Buried Alive
2 - Empathetic Healing
3 - Gossip/Bullying
4 - “You’re hurting me!”
5 - Came Back Wrong
TW: MEDWHUMP/MEDICAL LANGUAGE
Welcome to Medwhump May 2025! This challenge was a success last year so I'm back here again for round 2!
RULES:
No AI-generated content
For completionists, you must fill in a prompt for all 31 days, whether this is the daily prompt or one of the alt prompts. The timeframe for completion doesn't matter (i.e whether you fill all 31 prompts in one day, or take a few months)
If you'd like your work to be featured on this page, please tag this account, @medwhumpmay , and use the tag 'medwhumpmay2025'
When tagging, please use the appropriate whump tag e.g 'seizure whump' instead of just 'seizures'. This avoids clogging important tags with whump content.
Have fun!
If you need any clarification, please feel free to send in an ask or reply to this post and I'll do my best to get back to you.
Thanks to everybody who submitted their prompts, and please reblog for reach!
Happy whumping ❤️
- @whumpetywhumpwhump
Caretaker picking an injured Whumpee up off the floor and pulling them into their lap, back against their chest.
Whumpee being semiconscious, only able to manage a groan as their head falls back against Caretaker’s shoulder.
RUNNNN!!!! HE’S GOT A KNIFEEE!!!
Dark SKK on the ptrn 🫡
I really like the idea of slow burn abusive relationships in whump~~
Start out dating, the whumper (sadist) is nice and sweet and caring, but starts controlling and belittling whumpee in small ways, embarrassing them in front of their friends, etc til it escalates to the point they can’t ignore it. Before they know it whumper has taken control of their finances, and since whumpee has moved in with them, they don’t get out to see their friends or family much. Which works out because it’s getting hard to hide the marks :)
Romance 💘
Whumpee, after miraculously surviving a WEEK of being held captive, suffering unimaginable torture and trauma being dropped off, literally dropped off - limp and lifeless on the ground outside caretaker's home.
Caretaker, who has been worried sick while whumpee was missing, discovering the mess they're left in. Calling out all their housemates to help check for a pulse and gently pull whumpee indoors and care for them.
Strong characters who don't show any fear. Even when captured. Even when they're on their knees, with their hands tied behind their back, when a fist or boot or weapon is about to connect with their face. They don't glance up in fear, they don't flinch, don't attempt to make a miserable attempt to fight back or run. They don't beg or plea. They simply take it.
They're not resigned. They're just biding their time. And waiting.
ok but couples who get whumped together! One is kidnapped, bound and gagged, and used as lure and bait to trap the other one. Whumper laids out whumpee to take out caretaker, and once caretaker sees their beloved in distress, once they remove the gag they hear "IT'S A TRAP" and it's all over for them. <3
Whumpee’s new owner is…weird. They keep trying to take care of whumpee, offering food and comfort when others have given nothing. Whumpee doesn’t trust them and the only thing they can do is sit there as caretaker tries so hard to connect with them
Whumpy things I thought of this month.
•Whumpee's arm being bent behind their back while their pinned/held down
•Whumper putting their boot on whumpee's chest to stop them from getting up
•Whumpee delirious from sickness or pain
•Whumpee being touch starved but afraid of touch
•Whumpee being branded with Whumper's family crest or organization's symbol or initials.
•Bad Caretaker lashing out at Whumpee while Whumpee is on pain medication unable to defend themselves.
•Whumpee who had their tongue cut out for screaming too much
Restraints in whump
Strapped to a metal table, staring into the luminescent lights on the ceiling.
Handcuffed to a hospital bed to prevent an escape attempt.
A leather muzzle strapped to the face on account of the subject’s “aggression”.
Ropes binding wrists and ankles to a chair, carving into skin.
A metal collar connected to a chain which can be used to pull the captive around.
Strong arms wrapped around someone until they stop fighting.
Chains around ankles or wrists, being pulled along by captors as they march a prisoner through the streets.
Confined to a straight jacket in a padded cell after lashing out against staff members.
A single chain connected from the ankle to a wall, limiting movement and serving as a constant reminder that there’s no escape.
Stoic Whumpee who grips Caretaker’s (or Whumper’s) clothing in white-knuckled fists and teary eyes when they are physically unstable and can’t stand on their own
That’s all folks!
i really like the trope of an extremely traumatized whumpee sharing a bed with caretaker, who just happens to be their partner.
they don’t do anything, it’s not like that.
it’s the way that caretaker holds whumpee, giving them warmth and a sense of security, helping them fall asleep, and comforting them after nightmares.
now whumpee can relax despite everything they went through; they trust caretaker so much, and caretaker loves them so much, even with all their trauma.
whumpee can only sleep when caretaker is near them, they’ve become their entire sense of security.
it’s just so sad- but so perfect 😭
love that trope, y’all ✨
LULLABY 3/3
Again, mention/implication of SA. Nothing graphic, as usual. Last episode! Hope you like it.
The day he was brought in, he made the whole block go silent for a minute. A murderer– that was what he was in for. Which he quietly but sternly denied every time someone questioned him. It was hard to believe him though, as he looked built to kill. Six feet tall, at least, a mountain of muscle, and a look that silenced even the worst convicts. He never needed to use his fists to gain respect from all. And fear.
For Lull, it was the latter. A dull, resigned fear. It was just another shoe in his ribs, another hand fisting his hair, another voice laughing at him.
His name was Garrett. Not that it mattered. But the name stuck with the dreamwalker, after one particular day.
Lull was limping back from to the cellblock, his hair damp from the shower. Cold water, as always, since he had found that inmates would leave him alone if he was late enough. The water left was freezing, but the situation was still much better than the alternative. He was struggling to keep his eyes open, desperately staggering forward. He had to reach his bunk before the lockdown bell, or else the guards would kill him. Not literally, that would be too merciful. But he could feel his muscles turning to cotton, his head pounding with the overwhelming need to sleep. Before he knew it, he was falling.
Hands grabbed his shoulders, his head hitting a soft surface instead of the floor. Lull flinched away, his movements sluggish, but someone held him back. He froze, meeting the other man's eyes, and immediately abandoned the fight. It was that new inmate, Garrett, towering three feet over him.
Lull sagged in his grip, going limp in anticipation. He knew how to be away, when it would happen. Hurt less this way.
But this time, the man held him up instead of letting him crumple. The former villain risked an eye contact, and met a frowning face. Bad. Bad. It was always worse when they were in a bad mood.
"Hey. You can't stand or what ?"
Lull's face did something complicated, before settling on confusion. What ? His knees were weak, but he managed to stay on his feet. Garrett's hands were still tight on his arms.
"Are you gonna collapse again? Coz the late shift guards are gonna kill you if you don't make it to the block."
As if he didn't already knew that. Still trying to catch his breath, and to keep his eyes from closing, he reluctantly accepted Garrett's help, leaning on his shoulder for balance. The corridor seemed to be moving, even though he was the one swaying unsteadily on his feet. It was only after a few steps, when the bigger man's hands stayed where they were supposed to be, that Lull started to relax. For some reason, it seemed that the other inmate was genuinely helping. However, the dreamwalker knew better than to hope. Eventually, everything always had a price.
With Garrett's help, he stumbled and collapsed on his bunk bed. The other man didn't comment, taking a few steps away, toward his own cell. Through the bars, Lull could see a group of familiar faces, hovering nearby. Their gazes were aimed right at him, their smiles sharp. Full of unwanted promises. But he was already slipping, unable to resist the tug of sleep. Once again, he would be helpless. Once again, he would wake up covered in bruises. Humiliated, broken.
The mattress bent under someone else's weight. Garrett, still there. He had noticed the other inmates too.
"Hope you don't mind, I think I'll sit here for a little while. The mattress is comfortable."
It took a few seconds for the words to register in Lull's sleep deprived brain. But when it did, his eyes widened slightly in surprise –and wariness. But in his state, there wasn't much he could do but pray, and he quickly fell into oblivion.
It was his first peaceful night in months.
When he woke up, he was alone. As usual, he checked himself up, his surprise growing. No new bruises, no sore points or body aches. Garrett had... Had actually protected him. But why ?
Throughout the day, Lull noticed that Garrett was watching him. Not the creepy kind, when someone would follow him until he couldn't stay awake anymore. Just... Watching. The others must've noticed as well, since no one made a move to approach him. That man was not someone you'd want to cross.
Lull fell asleep during unlock time, in the courtyard. One second he was awake, swaying on his feet, and the second, he was collapsing to the concrete floor. Before anyone could take advantage of it, Garrett sat down on the bench nearby. The others took the hint. Although a lot of them glared at him, muttering curses. Hovering. Waiting. They wouldn't let go of their favourite toy so easily.
It happened during work detail; Lull was sorting clothes for laundry, and Garrett was working in the workshop. Too far. Three men pushed him in a corner. They didn't bother with gentleness. When they finally left, Lull was barely conscious, his breathing hoarse and painful from the new bruises etched on his chest. He was surprised to find that's he was crying. He couldn't feel anything, numb to the world, but tears ran down his face nonetheless. His body remembered what his mind refused to.
The guards found him like this, and didn't bother with questions. They hauled him up, his legs too weak to hold him. And when they dropped him on the floor of his cell, Garrett was there. Waiting. His arms were crossed and his expression blank, but Lull could see the anger in his eyes. As soon as they were alone, he approached, and let out a sigh.
"How did you survive that long in here ?"
Lull eyed him warily, pushing himself up on shaky hands. His vision was going in and out, as he struggled to keep his eyes open.
"Why did you help me? What do you want from me ?"
"Nothing."
The former villain didn't believe him. But it didn't mattered. What did were the hands pulling him up with surprising gentleness, and taking him to the bunk bed. It was the last thing he felt before passing out cold.
Things changed quietly. None of them was very talkative, and it was often in silence that Lull would fall asleep without fear. Garrett didn't need any warning to catch him before the fall. At night, they'd huddle together. Then, they could speak. Just a few words, whispered.
"I'm innocent. Never killed that guy."
Lull had sleepily hummed, and nodded.
"I know."
It was all they needed. And if the former villain sometimes flinched away from his touch, Garrett never commented on it.
They knew their relationship was fragile, and could shatter at any moment. But for the moment, they were together. And that was the closest thing to happiness Lull had ever experienced. He would never dream again, but maybe he could live.
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I love over-protective caretakers in social settings:
Placing themselves in front of whumpee to block a stranger’s approach.
Assigning a trusted person to act as whumpee's bodyguard while caretaker is away.
Taking responsibility for tracking and administering medication because they're worry whumpee might miss a dose.
Pulling whumpee out of conversations that seem to ask too many personal questions.
A vampire basically having to be an amazing Caretaker to their blood source because human blood tastes so much better (and maybe more nutritious just for fun) if the human is well fed, happy, calm, ect. Maybe the human wants to stay with the vampire, because honestly this is so much better than their life used to be. They don't have to stress about anything, the food's the best they've ever eaten and they barely ever have to feel scared or sad anymore.
Bonus: The human had a condition that made it much more difficult for them to live life before, whether mental or physical.
I love a well informed whumper. I love watching that scene where we get to see the whumper's analysis of the good team and how they decide which members pose the biggest threats. I love seeing the whumper doing their homework, building a file on each of them, picking them and their skill sets and weaknesses apart to know who to target
no no. you don't get it. the reason I injure my blorbos until they can't walk is because that's the only way they'll ever let someone else carry them. the reason I curse them to be sick and feverish is so that they'll finally open up about their emotions while delirious. the reason I force them to overexert themselves to the point of exhaustion is so that when they pass out they can finally rest.
I'm doing this for their own good.
The Whumps of March
This is a multi-fandom whump event with prompts inspired by literature. For this inaugural event, I decided to take inspiration from the Bard himself. If it goes well I'd love to do it again next year, the universe willing.
Rules and info:
You can make your entries in whatever format you desire (Fanfic, art, Gifs, etc)
You can do as much or as little as you desire.
All entries are to be uploaded during March 2024. Earlier is discouraged but late is fine.
Tag all works #thewhumpsofmarch2024
There will be a completionist and participant badges.
There will be an AO3 collection (Link will be provided closer to the event)
Feel free to send me an asks is you have any questions about the event
The Whumps of March Prompts:
Day 1: These violent delights have violent ends (Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet)
Day 2: Forbidden Love
Day 3: Tomb
Day 4: Vengeance
Day 5: Love Potion
Day 6: Magic Gone Wrong
Day 7: Suicide
Day 8: Knock Knock! Who's There? (Shakespeare, Macbeth)
Day 9: Twins
Day 10: In Disguise
Day 11: Clangor
Days 12: Thunderstorm
Day 13: Soliloquy
Day 14: “Hell is empty and all the devils are here.” (Shakespeare, the Tempest)
Day 15: Stabbed in the Back
Day 16: Madness
Day 17: Intrigue
Day 18: Family Feud
Day 19: Witches
Day 20: Hidden Agenda
Day 21: Curses
Day 22: Skull
Day 23: Not As It Seems
Day 24: "The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief." (Shakespeare, Othello)
Day 25: Shipwreck
Day 26: Betrayal
Day 27: All for Naught
Day 28: Fairies
Day 29: Tongue-tied
Day 30: Woe
Day 31: Bloodstained
Alternative Prompts:
Alt 1:Lonely
Alt 2:Castigate
Alt 3:Ghosts
Alt 4:Drowned
Alt 5:Prophecy
Alt 5:Kings
Alt 6:Dead as a Doornail
Alt 7:Handkerchief
Alt 8:Snakes
Alt 9:Fight Fire With Fire
Whump ABC #23 - Whipped
Based on the results of this poll.
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Whumpee's hands shake from pain and exhaustion and henchman rips their shirt apart, revealing their back. Exposed to whumper, whumpee closes their eyes when they hear them walk closer.
Warm hands touch their cold skin, leaving goosebumps on their way. They hear whumper scoff, who bows down so their mouth is right next to whumpee's ear.
"Your old scars will be nothing against what is about to follow," they coo and walk back again, whumpee bracing themself for the pain that comes with the crack of the whip.
The burning sensation makes them grunt, but it's not enough to make them scream. Again and again, the thundering crack rings in whumpee's ears, hot blood running down their back now.
Whumpee's body shakes from pain, their mind racing, wanting it to stop. Barely holding onto consciousness, whumpee coughs and closes their eyes. The whip licks at their skin another time.
Draw badly. Write nonsensically. Embroider messily. Burn what you bake and cook. Get paint everywhere. Read half a book. Lose your mind for a bit. Plant things. Have faith in the process. Abandon 70 wood-carving projects. Get a kit and do some of it and never return to it. Get comfortable with sucking and losing motivation. Continue to create with reckless abandon.