they/them; late 20s; Primarily for my whump writing (generally Mature/18+ content), so if you don't like, don't read/follow; Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/bilightningwriter
You can call me Kay or Prof. Thunder. This is my new main blog! Transferring over from @bilightningwhumper. Lots of reasons, mostly just want more whump in my life, lol.
*Old blog is being left alone to serve as an archive. Slowly editing, re-tagging, and re-posting my works here.*
People who use AI in their writing (generative specifically, but anything really) please DO NOT follow me or interact with my posts. I absolutely DO NOT consent to any of my writing or posts being used in AI. Seriously, don't. I don't care your reasoning. Theft is theft. End of story.
My blog is majority labeled as Mature or 18+. If you're a minor and interact anyway, on your own head be it.
Main writing whump tropes used in no particular order:
Fantasy/medieval+related whump
noncon/ nsfwhump
Female/lady whump, some male and enby whump
Captive whump
Creepy/intimate/manipulative whumpers
Torture whump
Conditioning whump
Nonhuman whump
Familial whump
Emotional+mental whump
What I don't write:
gore (specifically: stuff like guts, vivisection/dissection, taking out squishy bits, etc)
main character death (unless it's a whumper)
explicit underage (try not to, anyway; will have warnings if that occurs)
Consensual incest (tbh, this is a squick of mine, too, so I don't read it either)
I also write LGBT+ and/or neurodiverse characters. I enjoy happy endings, so hurt/comfort is big for me. Basically a lot of whump eventually followed with a lot of fluff.
Masterlist of My Stories+Taglists
Kay's Masterlist of Ask Games
Kay's Masterlist of Answered Asks
My Ao3 Psueds
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So many people who love generative AI don't have a creative bone in their body and can't imagine anyone actually enjoying the time and effort it takes to write something or draw something.
Whumper gagging Whumpee out of sheer anger. Maybe Whumpee is taunting Whumper. Or maybe they just bit them. Whumpee might have even tried to run. But either way, Whumpee's bravado is gone when they see Whumper reach for the gag. And Whumper would be lying if they said that didn't give them some kind of satisfaction.
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~Disclaimer for all drabbles- none are considered 100% canon; the more recently made, the closer they are to canon, but these are mostly for fun for me to figure out the characters+plot!~
TW/CW for dehumanization, whipping, public punishment, mentioned partial+full (nonsexual) nudity, and blood
Author's note: this one came to me on a whim yesterday and I just had to get it out. I've never been comfortable writing from a whumper's pov and I don't really see Lilith as one? Like, she's a reluctant whumper. While she's more of a grey area in my mind, she occasionally needs to play the whumper role, like she does here. Got a bit long... end total is apparently 1,665 words. It'll be longer when it's in a chapter, it just really wanted to come out now, lol
Lacey
"I want it whipped!" Mrs Clayrick shrieked, glaring at Anna before her sharp gaze turned to Lilith. "That dog needs to learn its place!"
Lilith bit her tongue, taking in a breath before letting a bored smile come across her face. "Of course. I'd say… ten strikes? She's a soft one, so it doesn't take much to keep her in line."
Mrs Clayrick sniffed. "I want to see the bitch bleed."
Her blood went cold for a moment, but feeling Anna softly whimper and press against her leg kept her from showing it. Instead, she nodded to the sour-faced woman. "I understand completely. However," She shifted her face into a grimace and exaggerated roll of her eyes. "It's such a pain to deal with when she gets an infection. Always whining and whimpering. Not to mention the scolding from the doctor. So annoying. I'd really rather not deal with the risk of that happening. You understand, yes?" Tapping a finger against her lips, she then smiled again, slow and smirking. "How about… fifteen strikes instead? She just loves belly rubs, so not being able to lie on her back for a week will be an additional sting to this punishment."
At least that seemed to placate her. Somewhat. Fucking asshole.
'I hope someone takes that bleach blonde rat's nest off your head and strangles you with it.'
Feeling everyone's watchful eyes on her once Mrs Clayrick gave a nod of approval, Lilith turned her attention on Anna.
"Down." she ordered.
Anna went onto her arms and knees as she'd been taught. But before she put her head to the floor, she looked at Lilith pleadingly over her muzzle.
Lilith didn't have to hear her speak to know what she was saying. But people were watching, so she sneered at the other woman. "Don't look at me like that. If you weren't such a hassle during your training, you wouldn't have inconvenienced this lovely lady."
She had to bite her tongue again when she saw Mrs Clayrick smirk at the way Anna whimpered and ducked her head. Better to get this over with as soon as possible.
Taking a pocket knife from her clutch, Lilith took the neck of Anna's flimsy garment and cut below it, following down her spine. She left enough uncut so it just hung on her frame instead of leaving her fully naked. Her back and sides were now fully exposed to the room, though.
The bright light of the ballroom put Anna's various scars and mostly-healed injuries into stark contrast with her brown skin. It made Lilith's stomach turn knowing she was about to add to them. Especially when she'd been doing so well…
She felt her father's gaze on her and straightened. Slow and steady, she removed the decorative belt off of her waist. The metal chain was thin, but heavy with beads secured on and towards the end. She already regretted changing the number from ten to fifteen. Too late to turn back now.
Quick, sharp, without hesitation, she swung the chain down hard on Anna's back. She didn't flinch as she heard the muffled cry under the muzzle.
"One." she counted out for the watching crowd. Vultures, hyenas all of them.
'If any of you were in her position, you wouldn't be laughing.'
Over and over, Lilith brought the chain down, counting in a bored tone as she went. She didn't stop when Anna began to cry or when she began to wobble to keep herself upright. She didn’t hesitate when her arm began to tire. She just switched to the other to keep going. She did do her best to even out the marks, but despite her best efforts, some strikes overlapped. By the seventh strike, she’d broken through the skin. By the eleventh, some welts were cut and slugishly bleeding.
After the fifteenth, she looked up at Mrs Clayrick with an indifferent expression. "Satisfied?"
Mrs Clayrick hummed, her eyes betraying her delight over her pursed lips when she looked down at Anna's trembling form. "Just… one more thing." She picked up a full glass of red wine from the table before meeting Lilith's eyes. "May I?" she asked with a sickening smile. "Just so it really sinks in."
Lilith stepped back, gesturing at Anna with her own smile to match the woman's. "Go right ahead." she laughed. Mentally she was ripping that wig and feeding it to this prissy bitch.
Mrs Clayrick came forward like a kid at Christmas seeing a present with their name on it under the tree. Without a care in the world, she poured the rich red wine over Anna.
Anna didn't even flinch. She just sat curled on her arms and knees, her eyes empty as the wine spilled over her back, then up into her hair and over her head as Mrs Clayrick moved the glass while the sparkling wine came down.
Once Mrs Clayrick was done, she smiled at Lilith. "Now I'm satisfied." she declared, dropping the glass on the floor for a servant to pick up. It was a small miracle the glass didn't break.
"My pleasure." Lilith drawled, making sure to smile, though she was sure her eyes were cold.
When the woman left, there were still some eyes on her, so she knelt to put her now bloodied belt around Anna's neck to become a second leash. "Come along, Honeybun. I'll not be late to dinner because of your boarish behavior."
It worried her when Anna made no sound as she followed beside Lilith into the dining room. She seemed like a statue more than a living breathing being. Even when she sat beneath the table, her body was stiff and cold when she leaned on Lilith's leg.
There wasn't much she could do to tend to her former maid until dinner was complete. She couldn't even sneak her bites to eat with that damn muzzle in the way. So she settled on occasional gentle touches. Caressing her neck and the sliver of her cheek the muzzle didn't cover. Petting her hair even though it was sticky with wine. Anything to provide a little kindness, hidden from the scrutinizing eyes of these bastards her father insisted they entertain.
At least it earned her Anna's head slowly settling against her knee.
Dinner went on even past when dessert was served. Lilith rarely ever stayed this long even before she had a pet in her care. She hated the small talk. But if she wanted to prove herself to her father… she had to grin and bear it.
By the time everything had wound down for the evening and guests began to leave, Lilith's nerves were worn thin. She was tired and exhausted and cranky.
But that didn't stop her from scooping up Anna in her arms as soon as they were out of sight from any guests. She made her way up the stairs after making sure Anna's arms and legs were securely wrapped around her.
She knew the cameras were still watching, but at the moment, she didn't give a damn. Father was going to extend the contract time anyway. At most this would add another week on top of what he decided after that fiasco in the ballroom.
Anna still didn't make a peep all the way back to Lilith's quarters. Her eyes weren't dead anymore, just tired as she watched Lilith after being set on the bathroom floor.
"Okay, I'm going to get you cleaned off, then tend to those cuts after." Lilith said with a yawn while she took some scissors and cut off the rest of the ruined garmet. The muzzle followed after, unbuckled and set on the countertop to be cleaned later. "You can sleep in my bed tonight. Other than… what happened, you still behaved well tonight."
Knowing she wouldn't get a verbal answer, Lilith stood and stripped of her own outfit, dropping it unceremoniously onto the floor over her kicked off heels.
She missed Anna's disapproving tut she would have gotten. She missed the way she would have picked up the dress to put away properly or left neatly by the door to clean. She even missed the silent scolding looks.
Instead she had a broken woman on her hands and knees, her head half-bowed to the floor.
Lilith did her best to hide the sudden wave of tears that rose up, quickly turning to get the shower running. Once she'd composed herself enough, she ushered Anna to join her.
Her attempts to be gentle cleaning her off were met with flinches and renewed whimpers. Rather than it being comforting, the noise only made her mask crack under the strain.
"I'm sorry." she whispered as she tried to lighten her touches and still get Anna clean. "I'm… I'm so sorry…"
She couldn't hide her tears in time when Anna turned to look at her just as they began to fall.
Something flickered behind those brown eyes. And stayed. A warmth that made her cracked heart ache.
She wasn't expecting the sudden weight of Anna pushing against her. "Hey, what-" she mumbled, confused.
But Anna was being persistent in a way she rarely ever was anymore. So Lilith obeyed her silent demands.
Suddenly she was sitting on the shower floor, her body under the steady soothing warm stream of water. Anna sat on her lap, a comforting weight against her legs, chest, and shoulder.
She didn't know how to react when Anna nuzzled into her neck and under her chin. And stayed. Just… stayed.
Lilith leaned back against the wall, closing her eyes. The steady beat of water on the tiles, Anna's soft breathing against her neck, and the weight of the woman in her arms grounded her in a way she hadn't felt since Leo had died.
If one or the other were still or had begun crying, neither would know from the water gently pouring over them both.
Edit: additional note, something like this is what Lilith is using
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whumpee finally getting settled into their new life, finally obeying whumper
whumper allowing whumpee to listen to music, since they’ve just been such a good pet recently
but, oh, what was that? whumpee didn’t hear whumper’s demand over the music blasting from their headphones? well, they should have listened better, shouldn’t they?
now whumpee’s a bad pet, and bad pets get punished
Hero Whumpee with a strict no kill rule seriously considering breaking it for the Whumper who raped them
caretaker has always been more ruthless than whumpee. they've disagreed on this point several times now, coming back to it as a conflict that's threatened to damage their relationship. whumpee has made their peace with it by now, as uneasy as that peace sometimes is - caretaker has killed before and will kill again. they also know that they never will do so themself.
and then whumpee is raped. they're this close to it - thinking about it, planning for it. this has been such an uncompromising rule for them, utterly unflinching. but now they're taking steps. it's serious, and it's real. they might do it.
until caretaker interrupts and tells them to stop. whumper is furious at the hypocrisy, at caretaker thinking they have the right to tell them not to do this. it's almost a fight. it's this close to a fight, it almost comes to blows. except-
"i'm not saying it's wrong," caretaker says. they're infuriatingly calm, though their eyes are heavy and sad and their voice is deadly serious. "i'm saying this isn't like you. you wouldn't... if i let you do this, and you regretted it, i don't think you'd ever forgive me for it. so just take a minute. think about it. take some time. get some distance from what that monster did to you. and then, if you still want to, okay. we'll do it. we'll kill whumper together. okay?"
for a long moment, whumpee doesn't respond. their throat is too thick. then, finally, they nod. they nod and tip forward, falling into caretaker's chest, into arms that catch them easily.
"we'll kill them together," caretaker promises. "if that's what you really want, you have my word."
Caretaker helping whumpee take off a restrictive mask, helmet, or device off their face. The panicked scramble to get it off of them while whumpee starts to wheeze and claw at it. The relief but fear as whumpee's injuries are revealed, but their face is finally free
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Whumpee who mistrusts that Caretaker isn't the new Whumper.
They're wary. They're careful. They can practically feel the other shoe dropping. Nothing happens. It's not normal. They can't be calm when Caretaker is in the room.
Eventually, Caretaker has to mirror an action that Whumper used to do. Maybe Whumper always used to make Whumpee bathe with them: Whumpee runs a horrible fever and can't get up on their own.
Caretaker is running the bath while Whumpee lingers in the back of the room, perfectly still.
"You don't have to get fully undressed if you don't want to," Caretaker says, "But take off what you can. We need to make sure nothing gets infected while you're sick."
When they turn back around, they find Whumpee already knelt on the tile, facing the wall. Their back, hatchmarked and wounded, exposed under the yellowish lights.
There's a pause.
"...Whumpee?"
"I believe that you are lenient," Whumpee starts. "I think you are kind. Kinder than others I've lived with. But it's been a long time. I can't stand the waiting anymore. Please, if you really are merciful, do it now. Where I can see it coming. Where I can clean it up easily."
You know what? Fuck it I'm adding more context. Sesame Street has talked about the topic of death more than once and it's done with such gentle carefulness without watering down or censoring the heaviness of the situations. It treats heavy subject matter with respect and dignity and has been for DECADES.
From the early 1980s:
To 2025:
Hell, they even cover the devastating heaviness of MASS SHOOTINGS without censoring or watering anything down.
They've been doing this for YEARS, and it's ALWAYS handled with dignity, respect, seriousness, understanding, and love.
Whenever I see people censoring words because it "might offend" someone or the big ad companies that are currently trying to run everything? I just want to say to them: "What? Is Sesame Street too mature for you?" Because really...what the hell are we doing.
I'm back with even more examples! Sesame Street once again to this day is out here handling extremely difficult subject matter with incredible care and respect. "We can't let kids learn about uncomfortable things!" Oh, really now? Even though they're things that happen in everyday life that they'll face one day at some point anyway? Interesting. Let's see what else this show has covered that people (for some reason) think should be avoided and hidden. Here's more on death of loved ones and greif:
Or how about when someone is put into the foster care system because their home isn't safe anymore and their needs aren't being met?
Maybe some discussions about group therapy/getting help and support?
Hey look! Here's a segment about gender expression vs taught expectation, including unlearning harmful biases and what to do when you hurt someone on accident because you didn't know it was wrong!
Look! The topic of race and diversity! The importance of unity and equity!
They even also have a more allegorical take on discrimination and being looked down on for who you are, featuring Big Bird. The conflict is about how he's not being let into a club because the one bird running the club personally decided he didn't want someone like Big Bird there.
Big Bird goes out of his way to keep changing parts of himself in order to "prove" he can fit into this club if he just changed enough. The truth comes out though, and there's nothing he can do to gain the approval of that bird. He will never be good enough in his eyes, and Big Bird starts to hate himself. His real friends see this finally put their feet down, emphasizing that you should never change yourself just to fit into one singular narrow idea someone else has.
There's A LOT of different situations this can be an allegory for. Racism, sexism, homophobia, basically ANY form of exclusion is put on full blast in this 15 minute clip. Sesame Street can be both blunt and allegorical when approaching difficult topics, and it NEVER misses or looses the point.
It does an exceptional job in both styles of representation WITHOUT watering anything down. The more sanitized everything gets, the more radical Sesame Street is suddenly considered, hence why so many "particular groups" want it gone. Hmmm! I can only imagine why that could be, in this current political climate! (I'm being sarcastic)
When Sesame Street is suddenly labeled as "questionable" or "politically/agenda motivated" content...it says A LOT about where we currently are and who gets to decide what's "best" for kids or not. Don't fall for the censorship and topic-dodging excuses that are covered by the "But think of the children!!!" movement. Never fall for it, because you know which side you're on if you do.
Sesame Street proves kids can be taught and trusted with learning about these topics when it's handled with the right amount of understanding and care. It shows what all this "controversy" is all really about. What it's always been about, actually.
Don't fall for it, always side with Sesame Street.
whumpee who finally gets rescued. they're taken away from whumper by friends/police. everyone expects them to be relieved but whumpee just cries out for whumper, distraught by the fact that they have been separated
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Shitty Character Concept: A dragon whose hoard is books, so instead of princesses, the dragon kidnaps librarians to help organize them and keep them in good condition. Once the librarians realize the dragon is not trying to kill them, the dragon is suddenly overrun with librarians who treat the hoard as an archive and a vacation of sorts. They even bring books to add to the hoard! The dragon is so very happy with the hoard of books and the horde of librarians to hang out with
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