My Whump Introduction Post!

My Whump Introduction Post!

Hey Whump Community, I thought I would finally introduce myself! My name is Zoe and I have been a fan of whump for as long as I can remember. Even before I knew what the word whump was, I was obsessed. I used to read so many BBC Merlin Hurt and Comfort fanfics as a kid (and I still do now!). I have had this blog for a while, but I have finally decided to be more active with it. I mainly reblog gifs, but I want to start doing more writing and drawing, so that will hopefully be on here soon.

So about me! I am Zoe (she/her), I am in my early 20s and I live in the UK. My main fandoms right now are Star Wars, The Witcher, MacGyver and Prodigal Son, but I will reblog any good whump I see. My favourite tropes involve danger and fear, so I love to see someone held at gunpoint or swordpoint. As much as I love my whump, I also love some sweet sweet comfort afterwards.

From what I have seen, the whole Whump Community looks lovely, and I am hopefully going to be more of a part of it. I want to tag everyone I admire and follow, but that would simply be too many, so I am just going to tag a handful of people who's blogs I check almost daily; @inpainandsuffering @whumpssessions @whumpty-dumpty @cinnamonrollwhump @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi @the-wandering-whumper

If you are active in the whump community please interact with this post so I can follow you!!! :)

Y'know there is just something so

GOD.

DAMN.

GOOD.

About the whumper tilting the whumpees head up to look at them.

May it be with a knife, a book, a single finger, or their whole hand, wrapped around the whumpees jaw.

Maybe even doing it by pulling their hair back. Perhaps with a boot as the whumpee lay on the ground.

To exemplify their control. To observe their handywork. To take in the emotions of their captive. To punctuate a statement. Or purely for intimidation.

The defiant glare from the whumpee. Perhaps fear. A groan of pain. The lack of reaction because they are too exhausted or unconscious entirely.

It never fails.

Its just. so. good.

You can ask me any type of question you want, but the answer is gonna be the exact same. Screw you. You wanna get mad, you wanna get mean? I’ve been tortured by the Devil himself. You, you’re just an accent in a pantsuit. What can you do to me?

Shadow & Bone S01E02

(Pt. 2)

Them’s called whumperflies, Greg.

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[Image ID: A series of images from the TV series Taskmaster. Greg Davies asks Alex Horne “And now how did you enjoy the Chinese tap torture?” Alex shakes his head and replies “No, it was horrible.” Greg says “I could see you were genuinely distressed.” Smiling and rubbing his stomach, he adds “I don’t mind telling you, it gave me a weird happy feeling in my tummy.” End ID.]

Sassy Kidnapped Whumpee Prompts

Here's a list of sassy kidnappee quotes/prompts for those defiant little whumpees who are just asking for it. Enjoy!

"Oof, big scary speech. Nice. Did you practice that in front of the mirror this morning?"

"Are these new ropes? I hope you didn't go to the trouble just for me, you know I don't judge."

"Ah. Blindfolds again. How original."

"Okay, I'm awake. You can make your entrance now. [...] Don't play dumb, I know that's a two-way mirror. Let's just get it over with."

"You know, I always assumed if I were kidnapped it would be some creepy stalker yandere thing, but no. I get you instead. That's better, right? So...Thank you? I think? Ah, that's a knife."

"Listen, I know you're trying to be intimidating and everything - and normally it would be. Really, I mean it. Choking me against the wall is real scary, but... Like. Your hands are so soft, I can't even take you seriously. What kind of lotion do you use?"

"Not to critique you when you're doing your zappy thing, but you had better up the voltage or something before I fall asleep. I get bored easily."

" "How much did that hurt"? Really? Like, I mean. It hurt, it wasn't pleasant, but - you know when you're a kid and your parents spank you when you don't clean your room? Yeah, that happened to me a lot as a kid. I felt really bad making her get after me because she was always sick and fail and stuff. Anyway, the point I'm trying to make here is my mom hits harder than you. Does that answer your question?"

"You know, Einstein said that the definition of insanity was doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. And you seem like a smart person. Really, you do. But you keep asking me the same fucking question and I keep giving you the same fucking answer and now I'm starting to think maybe you aren't as smart as you look."

"Make me, bitch."

"I get it, I get it. You knock me around, make me bleed, I scream a bit, bla bla bla. You don't have to give me a full itinerary."

"You won't do it. You don't have the balls."

"Wow, what an impressive collection. Very daunting. Very scary. Just checking, but you do have a life outside of collecting torture implements, right? I don't judge, but I'm a little worried about you."

"All you want to know is where Caretaker is. Honestly, you could ask a few questions about me first. You don't even know my favorite color yet."

"Geez, you can at least buy me dinner before choking me out."

"Are you sure you know how to use that? I don't know, man. Maybe you should let me try it on you to make sure. Just untie me real quick."

"Mmm yes! Harder! Please hit me harder! Oh, I'm sorry. Am I making you uncomfortable? No no, don't stop hitting me now, asshole."

"F-fuck! Shit dude. You know humans need air, right? I can't just go indefinitely with that bag on my head because you're in a bad mood. Did you even get past third grade science? You can't even - No. Nonono, don't put it back! Ple-!"

"Strip? Oh honey if you want my clothes off so bad, you take them off. - Gezz! Fuck. I didn't think you'd actually do it. No, back off weirdo."

"Loving the 'dark scary basement' vibes. Really, this level of design takes time. The lightbulb is even flickering - did you plan that? It's honestly impressive. That or you're just this much of a slob. Either way, very effective."

"Oooooo! I've always wanted my own dungeon cell. Can I put movie posters on the walls? I think they would really spice the place up. Do you have any extra sticky tack?"

"Really? You bought me for that low of a price? I mean, don't get me wrong, I'll never see that much money in my entire life, but I think I'm worth more than that. I mean, look at me. I'm adorable."

"You can at least give me a deck of cards or something, it's soooooo boring down here when you're gone. Not that it's better when you're here. Hm? No no, not because of the pain or whatever, you're just still boring. Really, if I had as much money as you, I could buy a personality."

"Ah, the whip again. Let me ask, do you ever have any new ideas or do you just find one and let it play like a broken record until you die?"

"Honestly I'm starting to get genuinely concerned about your hearing. I said I'm. Not. Telling. You. Anything. Do I need to talk louder? Maybe write it out for you? Ow! Jeez, you can cut me all you want, but that's not going to be nearly as effective as just talking to an otolaryngologist."

"You call that a hit? Untie me quick and I'll show you how it's done."

"Gooooooooooooodevening, Kidnapper! How are you today? How was work. Did you drink enough water? How was - oh my, you look angry. Is it something I said?"

"Blech! Finally! Wow it feels good to have that off. I can finally talk again. You ever miss the sound of your own voice so much you hear it in your head? No no, I'm not answering any questions, I need stretch my jaw back out first. Oh, am I annoying you? I'm very sorry to hear that. Know what else is annoying? When a fucking psycho ca- Mmmph!"