June Of Doom Day 17

June of Doom Day 17

"Don't lie to me"

| Accident | Doubt | Gaslighting |

Cw: Mentions of car accident, manipulation, gaslighting.

Short ik but i am stressed so i apologise

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Whumpee huddled in the corner of their room and chewed their nails, desperately trying to remember exactly what had happened.

They were sure they'd driven into the tree trunk by mistake. There was a squirrel in the road and they swerved.

But Whumper was saying differently. They said Whumpee was trying to kill them. They said Whumpee did it on purpose.

And Whumpee wasn't even sure what to think anymore.

They remembered the squirrel. They remembered swerving. But Whumper had been so convincing.

They rocked back and forth, brow furrowed as they thought, until they heard the tell tale sounds of Whumper coming down the steps.

They froze.

"Now Whumpee, are you going to admit what you did?"

"I don't- I don't know!"

Whumper tsked and strolled over to where Whumpee huddled on the floor.

"Don't lie to me," they hissed, and Whumpee flinched away.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Whumper began to chant, almost instinctually.

"You will be."

June of Doom Day 16

"At least it can't get any worse"

| Stairs | Concussion | Hammer |

Cw: Escape attempt, prompts above, and bone breaking.

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Whumpee sat on a chair in the sparklingly white room, groggy and confused, their hands and feet tied down.

They couldn't see properly, their vision was blurred and the light was way too bright. But they could make out the shape of Whumper when they entered.

They circled Whumpee a few times, not saying a word.

They finally stopped in front of them, tilting their chin up to look at them. Whumpee blinked, trying to clear their vision.

"What did you think you would achieve by running?"

Whumpee couldn't answer. Whumper dropped their chin and began to circle them.

"Did you think it couldn't get any worse? Did you think you actually had a chance? All you succeeded in doing was falling down some stairs, concussing yourself, and making me angry."

Whumpee whimpered, unable to form a complete sentence.

Whumper leaned in close. "You were wrong Whumpee, it can get worse. And because I can't touch that pretty little head of yours until it's healed, I'll have to punish you some other way."

"No," Whumpee managed, but Whumper ignored them and drew a hammer from the table against the wall.

"I hope I won't ever have to say it again, Whumpee. You are never getting away from me."

With that, Whumper drew up the hammer and brought it down on Whumpee's hand as hard as they could, and Whumpee screamed.

June of Doom Day 10

"Can you hear me?"

| Starvation | Shackle | Hiding |

Cw: Mentions of torture, the prompts above.

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"Villain, you better come out now, if I find you first you'll wish you'd never been born."

Superhero staked through the corridor of the prison. Villain had managed to escape their cell, Superhero still wasn't sure how, and now they were hiding.

"Can you hear me, Villain? Don't make this harder than it has to be."

Villain crouched behind a steel drum. They tried not to make a sound but their breathing was heavy and their heart was beating too loudly. They hadn't eaten in days and even just running from their cell down the corridor to where they hid had taken it out of them.

They clamped a hand over their mouth as they heard Superhero draw closer.

"Come on out, I'm losing my patience."

Villain squeezed their eyes shut, holding their breath as they heard Superhero stop right in front of the barrel they hid behind.

There was silence for a moment, but then the barrel was thrown to the side and Villain's eyes shot open in fear as they beheld Superhero glaring down at them.

"Found you."

Villain tried to back away but they were cornered, and they could only yelp as Superhero grabbed their arm and yanked them up, beginning to drag them back to their cell.

"You're here because you're a bad person, Villain. You need to be punished. We're trying to help you, can't you see?"

Villain begged and pleaded as they tripped over themselves trying to keep up with Superhero, but Superhero paid no heed and soon they were thrown onto the cold ground of their cell.

"This ought to stop you running away again," Superhero muttered as they clamped a shackle attached to the wall around their ankle.

"Now, I promised to beat you earlier, didn't I?"

More Praise Whump cause this is the Good Shit

"I can't- please- I can't-"

"Just relax baby, you can do it."

"I can't, it hurts-"

"I know baby, but you're doing so well, you look so pretty like this. Just a few more."

The girl was strung up, quivering and clammy, her eyes covered by a blindfold, the only fabric on her. Her arms were cuffed to the ceiling, her feet to the floor, and she couldn't do more than hang as the man swung the whip back and it landed across her back, adding to the growing collection of red stripes.

"Please," she whimpered again, "why are you doing this? What did I do wrong?"

She was sobbing so much that the words came out blubbering.

He shushed her again, stepping up to wipe away her tears. "You didn't do anything wrong. You're doing so well."

This just elicited another sob from her. "But why," she managed to get out again.

He continued to wipe away her tears, tenderly, with the back of his hand.

"Because you look so pretty like this. It pleases me to see you like this. Don't you want to please me?"

She didn't answer, just hanging her head as he stepped back to crack the whip once more, and she screamed.

This is a bit different from like, ur horny jail asks but I'm a sucker for how u write hero whump<33

Could u write smth w like, maybe the Hero had to give information on villain to Supervillain/hero and at first, Villain is absolutely devastated and furious by the betrayal, until they notice how Hero has been quieter or flinching more or some sign of abuse and becomes more worried

Ur local annoying Snow ❄️❄️ :)))

I love it.

Trade In

Villains hand squeezed tighter around the knife, already fuming with rage before the hero even set foot into the dimly lit street to meet them. They were taking in ragged breaths to try and remain calm for the time being, they needed to talk to Hero before they could slit their throat.

Yet, even with their attempt at controlling themselves, Villain knew the facade wouldn’t last long. Their blood was boiling and they had it out for their nemesis.

“How could you.”

Hero took a step towards the villain, not even trying for a pitiful excuse or any shred of remorse for their former partner. The hero was calm and collected—or so it may seem to anyone passing by—but Villain was keen. They were smarter than that. They could see the small tremble that infected the hero and their confidence.

“How could you.”

“Villain-”

“No… No, how dare you.”

The villains tone was harsh enough to make the hero flinch, taking a small, cowardly step back. Their hands were shaking at their sides so they gripped them into fists, but it didn’t hide the wobble in Hero’s tone nor the nervous shuffle of their feet.

Villain hardly thought anything of it. Even if it was quite unlike the hero to seem so truly afraid.

“I trusted you. That information was personal.”

“Villain, please-”

“And what do you do with it? You go and hand it over to your boss, hm? So they can break into my home and ruin years of meticulous work to kill me?”

Villain moved forward swiftly, giving the hero just enough time to scramble backwards. Hero’s tough act dropped completely as they yelped and stumbled over their own feet. Landing with their back against the cement and their head knocked up badly.

“Is that what you wanted? You wanted me dead?” Villain stood over top of the cowering hero, watching the panic flood their eyes at the closeness of their enemy and the blood seeping from the back of their head. Villain tucked their blade back into the holster on their belt; it was so much more fun to play with food before you ate it anyways.

The criminal reached down, grabbing the neckline of Hero’s suit and hoisting them up into the air, watching as they desperately clung to Villains arms. Trying to pry themselves away, but keep the tips of their toes touching the ground as they began to plead.

“Is that what you wanted?” Villain brought Hero closer, their noses practically touching. “Is that what you still want?”

Hero whimpered, blinking back tears as they struggled to breathe through the panic attack and the slight suffocation Villain brought them generously. They were terrified; Villain could see that clearly now.

“Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease-”

Something wasn’t right.

“I-I’m sorry- I-I swear… Please, I’m s-so sorry.”

Villain dropped them. The hero—now in hysterics as they landed harshly on the pavement for the second time—clutched their rib cage as they tried to steady their breathing. Wincing at every breath that came in and groaning at every breath that came out, completely forgetting the gash at the back of their head that continued to pulse and ooze.

The criminal and the crime-stopper hadn’t fought in months, in fact, Villain hadn’t seen Hero on the streets or news at all for months. There was no reason for the hero to be holding their chest and not their head, and definitely no reason for them to be in pain with every breath.

Against their better judgement and the anger that still flowed freely in their veins, Villain kneeled down to face their nemesis. Yanking their head free from its tucked in position by Hero’s hair as Villain brought their face to meet their own. Hero’s pleading eyes and blurry vision against Villains angry glare and annoyance.

“P-please, I p-promise I’ll do b-better next time— I-I promise… J-just please n-no more p-prods…” Hero sobbed, shutting their eyes tight to avoid anymore contact with the villain.

“Hero… What? What are you talking about?”

Pieces to the puzzle were slowly starting to connect in Villains brain. With the hero exposed in front of them they could see tons of new scars and fresh bruises that were definitely not there a few months ago.

Hero’s arms lashed out from their stabilizing hold on their chest, grabbing Villains tool belt and pulling out the blade Villain had previously been holding. At first, Villain assumed it would be used against them, but Hero did the complete opposite. Instead, they offered it to the villain, gently pushing it towards them in the palms of their hands.

“P-please… Wha-whatever you want to do to me… Punish m-me… please. A-Anything but the p-prods.”

Horrified, Villain pushed the knife quickly out of Hero’s hands and cast it off to the side. They rushed the hero right after, only allowing Hero a short scream as the knife left their fingers and clattered to the ground before Villain had scooped them up into their arms.

Villain bolted their arms tightly around the crime-stopper, not waisting another second as they headed off down the street to their lair. As they hurried down the street Villain wished they could say it was because they could do better torturing at home.

Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. The real reason being that Villain still had hope, some last strand of hope that maybe Hero hadn’t given away their information for free, but was tortured into it.

Truth be told, Villain wanted their old dynamic back still and maybe this was their chance to get it. But before they could even think of that, Villain would need to find out what really happened and get Hero to calm down before they woke up the whole neighbourhood begging to be whipped instead of shocked.

I have found a different prompt list to follow but i swear I'm gonna follow it. Things are coming.

For anybody looking to do more whump in June, some fellow whump fans encouraged me to make a prompt list!

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!

My only rule is that you tag your stuff with proper warnings, plzkthnx.

And don't forget to tag your entries with #juneofdoom so I can reblog them here! Have fun!

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