Some Shots Of My Story Planning Notebook....

Content: Mouth whump, amputation, eye whump, gore, immortal whumpee.

There's something so good about immortal whumpees and the fact that their bodies can heal on their own. Limbs that can be ripped off, eyes that can be gouged out, teeth that can be pulled - repeatedly. No matter how bad the wound is, it'll just grow back. Sometimes the healing process might even hurt just as bad, but in the end it's like nothing ever happened.

“Please… I’m so tired.”

“Then sleep. I’ll stand guard.”

“I thought you said it was safe here?”

“It is. But you don’t feel safe, do you?”

“…not yet.”

“Then I’ll stand guard, till you can.”

whump prompts I live for

When Whumpee still acts fearless and unaffected, even after being rescued/escaping from Whumper, so their friends think they’re fine. Then one day whumpee is reminded of their time with Whumper and all there suppressed emotions start coming out and their friends are freaked out because they have never seen them cry before.

when caretaker and whumpee have been friends for years and have always trusted each other with literally everything, but after whumper broke whumpee down to nothing and filled their head with lies, they don’t know who they can trust. They flinch away from any kind of contact with caretaker and won’t tell them about their trauma or let them clean up their wounds. They keep telling caretaker they can do everything themselves, until one day they can’t and caretaker has to save the day, helping to rebuild that trust.

when whumpee is distant and cold but after being given drugs to help with the pain of their wounds (Forcefully or not), they are all giggly and unable to control their own body, so caretaker has to treat them kinda like a baby as they clean up their wounds and get them to bed all while whumpee babbles incoherently. (Bonus points if whumpee ends up confessing something to caretaker while drugged, especially if it’s that they love them.)

When the Whumper is trying to break Whumpees spirit, but whumpee keeps on making jokes and messing with Whumper, even while being tortured. That is, until things get a little too…intense and everything goes really silent and oh! Is that a tear I see? Now whumpee is sobbing and begging for the whumper to stop, unable to keep up their witty appearance and absolutely hating themself for it.

Whumpee has a huge fear of vomit but has gotten super sick and needs to puke up all the stuff in their stomach. They keep telling caretaker that they are fine, even though they obviously aren’t. Their face is glossy with sweat as they swallow, hoping not to puke. Eventually caretaker has to drag them to the bathroom and force them to vomit, (ie; touching their gag reflex, pushing on their stomach, describing gross things as Whumpee leans over the toilet bowl.) much to the dismay of Whumpee who is hating every minute of this, even though they know it’s good for them. (Bonus points if Whumper is the reason they are sick, like they gave them the flu or force fed them or gave them poison, etc etc.)

Whumpee who is recovering after the whumpTM, but it's not going great. They're so frustrated with themselves, with their caretakers, just with everything. Everyone is so soft and understanding and it bothers them and they want to scream, but they know they should be grateful.

Until Caretaker comes along. Caretaker isn't 'nice' like the others, they don't take bullshit. They're good for Whumpee, but they don't baby them. They treat them like an adult with anatomy, and it's so refreshing for Whumpee.

"You want to stay up, fine. But you will tell me when you can't anymore, because if I have to drag you off the floor we're both in trouble. Understand?"

"Stop whining. What do you need?" (And then they get or do whatever it is without issues or judgement.)

"Want to tell me why you're doing worse today?" -- "No..." -- "Okay."

"Where does it hurt?" -- "It doesn-" -- "Don't give me that, I can see it hurts. Now tell me where."

Caretaker trusts Whumpee to know what they need, and lets them know again and again they won't take this nonsense of hiding their pain. They're practical, and kind, and Whumpee needed that.

Whumpee being manhandled into restraints:

Shoved up against a wall and handcuffed.

Pinned to the floor and handcuffed.

Fighting for each limb as they’re forced down on a table, slowly secured by leather restraints.

Overwhelmed by multiple Whumpers, each one working to subdue them.

Yanked back by their hair so a collar or rope can easily be fitted around their throat.

Pinned while in combat (double points for being caged against a wall or trapped in a chokehold)

Improvised restraints like belts, sheets, or clothing when Whumpee won’t be still enough to retrieve proper ones.

Manhandled in a hospital bed, held down for the duration of a procedure.

Injected with a chemical restraint, a sedative or numbing agent that quickly bleeds the fight out of them.

Struggling as a muzzle is wrestled over their head and secured.

A blow to the head that knocks Whumpee out or makes them too dizzy to fight anyone off.

the flinch that betrays a defiant whumpee’s terror

the curse that’s broken off by a plea

a small shudder that they fail to suppress

the choked breathing in between the sarcastic comments

what good is their defiance when whumper kicks their legs out from under them, leaving them on their hands and knees?

The blood on the concrete is their own and whumper kicks them when they’re down.

“Do you think I’d forgotten?” Whumper smiles and leans down. “Do you think I’d forgotten how to make you bleed?”

Whumper's hand came out of nowhere, wrapping deftly around Whumpee's mouth and nose to muffle the sound of their shocked scream. "Hello there Whumpee," Whumpee murmured in their ear. "Fancy seeing you here, I thought for sure Caretaker would have spirited you away to safety by now."

Whumpee thrashed, trying desperately to break Whumper's hold. But Whumper had them securely pressed to his body. They tried not to panic, not to let their fear for themself and also for Caretaker override everything because they had to focus if they were going to get away.

Whumper drew something from the small of his back and before Whumpee could fully process what the item was, Whumper's hand flashed through the air and a searing pain invaded their senses as Whumper's blade pierced their stomach. Whumpee's scream was loud even through Whumper's hold. They doubled over, agony turning their vision red. Whumper slowly let them fall, leaning down to stroke their hair almost lovingly.

"Now, don't die to quickly, I want Caretaker here to see the light leave your eyes."

give me whumpees with scars they can't hide. Not by a scarf, long sleeves, or even a mask. Give me whumpees whose hair has gone white with stress, give me whumpees whose hands shake and are always unsteady, give me whumpees with amputated limbs and scars that split their features. Uncomfortable scars. They aren't aesthetic they aren't pretty they just are. And then let them deal with hushed "oh god"s and the stares and the whispered conversations behind their backs. Let the recovery break them in ways not even the torture could.

whump ideas I love

Whumper infantilizes Whumpee after capturing them, not allowing them to do anything on their own, force feeding them, brushing their hair, bathing them, etc. eventually Whumpee gets used to being treating like a baby, and even though they hate it they are convinced that they have to live like this, and that they really can’t do anything for themselves. (Bonus if Whumper drugged Whumpee so that they would be unable to fight them and /or so they would be more babyish).

Whumpee has been through something traumatic before and Whumper knows everything about it. They decide to torment Whumpee by bombarding them with smells, noises and objects from the event. Maybe they spray Whumpees former abusers perfume on them or they play the sound of gunshots and crying. By the end of this torture Whumpee is having a panic attack and can barely think straight. Whumper smiles knowing they can turn Whumpee into a sobbing mess whenever they please with just a few little sounds and smells.

whumpee is restrained in an uncomfortable position and whumper teases them (ie; poking, berating, tickling, kicking, petting , etc.) so they instinctively move away from Whumper and hurt themselves even more. They keep doing this until Whumpee is in horrible and absolutely exhausted, begging them to just let them rest, and so they do, only to come back while Whumpee is asleep and start tormenting them again.

Whumper knows that Whumpee gets overstimulated easily so they constantly are touching Whumpee, getting close to them, breathing on them, making them touch gross textures, being extremely loud, stressing them out, screaming at them, putting gross smelling things near them, etc. (bonus if Whumpee used to live with a caretaker who would make sure they never got over overstimulated so this is a very jarring change.)

The whumpee refused to acknowledge what had happened to them, forcing a smile on their face and ignoring anyone what brought up what had happened to them. Sometimes the whumpee would even be aggressive towards anyone that tried to comfort them- they didn’t want to be reminded, and they wanted to go back to who they were before.