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What: AMonthOfWhump's March Trope-a-Thon is a week-long whump event for all! Choose a prompt from our list for each day, or give us your own spin on the theme.

Where: Share your creations here on Tumblr. @ us to get your entry reblogged here!

When: March 15-22

Who: All are welcome! Writing, art, gifs, playlists, edits, cosplay, anything you want to create.

Tagging example: #amow tropeathon2024, #day1, #duel, #your tags here

Text of the prompts under the cut.

NO. 25 - SILENCE IS GOLDEN

Lost Voice | Duct Tape | “You better start talking”

This piece is about an oc of mine who was created through rp and is now one of my favs. It’s her Tumblr debut!

Contains: lady whump, selective mutism, conditioned whumpee, interrogation, restraints, human weapon, referenced muzzle, referenced corporal punishment

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Nothing her handlers have taught her has prepared Siren for this situation. She’s been on several missions as an official weapon now, and other than the very first mission where she’d panicked over all the lights and noise and color  in the outside world - overstimulation, her handler had called it, though she’s still not sure exactly what that means - they’ve gone smoothly. 

Until this mission, today. She’d neutralized her target - another Enhanced - as directed, and the guards had grabbed them and loaded them into the back of the van to take back to the facility. But while they were busy with the target, another van had arrived. For a moment, there was so much noise, shouting and loud cracks of guns, that she nearly panicked again. 

Then she was being grabbed and thrown into the back of the second van. Before she could comprehend what was going on to decide whether she was supposed to fight back, multiple people had piled on top of her, cuffing her hands tightly behind her and her ankles together.

Consider this piece a sneak peek of what I hope is to come in the future of one of my series. If you pay close attention, you should be able to figure out which series!

If you haven't met Siren before (I've only ever written one other piece for her on tumblr), she started out as a rp character and now has a special cinnamon roll place in my heart. I’ve written a bit of intro for her at the link below that tells some of her backstory if you’re interested. She has a very simplistic view of a very narrow corner of the world, which I tried to convey in the way I wrote this.

Siren's Introduction

No. 8: “I’ve got soul, but I’m not a soldier.” | Outnumbered

Contains: lady whump, dude whump, conditioned whumpee, muzzle, superpowers, dehumanization (not pet whump), living weapon, stabbing, implied corporal punishment, sensory overload

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They’re giving her another chance. Siren’s first mission was…a disaster, she thinks is a good word for it. That’s a word her trainers use sometimes when she does really, really, bad, and that’s what happened on her first mission. Going outside for the first time was nothing like she expected it to be. Everything was too bright, too colorful, too loud, too warm, and there were smells and there was air moving against her face and…she got out of the van and froze. She knew what she was supposed to be doing, but she couldn’t make her heart slow down and her breathing go back to normal. All she could do was stand there squeezing her eyes shut and covering her ears with her hands, even though she knew how bad she was being.

After her correction, the trainers had started sending her outside for training. She had to get used to what it was like out there so she could be the good weapon she was supposed to be. And it’s been working! The moving air doesn’t distract her anymore, her eyes have gotten more used to the bright sun, and her ears aren’t so hurt by the loud noises that they play for her. She’s still amazed by how blue the sky is up above her, but she knows she can’t stand and look at it no matter how pretty it is. That gets her corrected.

This is a short piece about Siren's early days, before she changed hands and started being trained as a weapon. For this month's other Siren fic, click here, or read her backstory and get a link to her one other fic here.

This is another one where I used a different line from the prompt song.

No. 24: “If only I could dream in a little less color.”

Contains: lady whump, long term captivity, amnesia, conditioned whumpee, referenced hitting, dehumanization (not pet whump), implied restraints

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Siren’s life is simple. There’s one room, the only room she’s ever been in. There’s a routine for each day that never changes. The same people come and go, bringing the same food and making the same disgusted faces. The only thing that changes is that sometimes they hit her, sometimes they don’t. It’s been this way for as long as she can remember.

White walls. Grey floors. Black hair. Brown skin. Grey clothes. Silver chains. Black uniforms. White gloves. 

Sometimes, she gets a glimpse of blonde and brown hair, blue and green eyes. But she isn’t supposed to stare. She has to keep her head down, like a good, obedient monster who doesn’t want to hurt anyone. If they think she might hurt them, that’s usually when they hit her.

Everything is different inside her head, though. When she sleeps, she sees things that she can’t name, can’t comprehend. Objects and places and people that she’s never seen before fill her mind.

Something big and bright yellow moving by, full of children wearing every color of clothing imaginable. A pink bag that she wears on her back. Purple rings around her wrists, not holding her in place but jingling happily as she walks. Colorful pictures, made by children, hanging all over the walls. An orange stick in her hand that she smears across a white background. A brilliant blue sky and a hot yellow sun. Pink and red plants that she picks and holds tightly in her fist. 

None of these colors exist in her life. But they follow her when she’s awake, dancing through her mind. They feel so real when she sleeps. She can imagine herself being there, walking through those scenes, soaking it all in.

Sometimes, thinking about those places and colors are what get her through each day. Other times, she wishes she could just turn them off and never see them again. Going there in her sleep is like escaping this room, like being free.

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trigger warnings: talk of punishment (lashing), dehumanisation, power dynamics

Len hadn’t been doing anything. He hadn't been in the middle of chores, nor any of the recreational activities that he’d been so graciously allowed. He had been walking from one room to the other, namely his bedroom to the kitchen, when he’d heard the click.

He’d grown to flinch and tense up at the sound of the tally counter, knowing his punishments were adding up, and when the weekend finally came, it’d all rain down on him at once. One click equaled two lashes, and Kalysta never failed to mention how merciful an exchange rate that was. They could’ve done three, four, five lashes even for a single click. Len thought they could’ve done one lash for one click - hell, this was a crazy concept, but maybe no lashes at all?

He froze in the middle of the hall, mid-movement, waiting for another click. There were none. He slowly, cautiously turned his head to find the source of the sound, conscious of every little movement he was making, so he could cease if he heard the tally counter go off again. Once again, no clicks.

Kalysta was standing in the doorway, looking at him expectantly. He stared back, confused. Neither of them moved, until finally, Kalysta sighed and made the little machine click again. Len’s eyes widened in panic. He was doing something, and he had no idea what, but if he didn’t stop immediately, the clicks would just keep on coming.

He frantically looked over his clothes, looking for dirt or a tear, he checked that he was wearing the appropriate indoor slippers, the floor wasn’t wet, - of course it wasn’t, it wasn’t like Kalysta ever did their own chores, - there was nothing. Another click came from behind his back, and he let out a choked sob, turning back to Kalysta and dropping to his knees.

“I don’t know what it is. I don’t know. Please, please help me correct it. I’m trying to be good.” His voice was shaky at best, wavering with the knowledge that his monologue might just cause another click. Kalysta sighed again, lowering the device.

“Why, I can’t just spoon-feed you everything. But I am willing to stop at three clicks. You can think about it later, while you’re doing the laundry.” They motioned for him to get up, pointing towards the bathroom with the laundry basket. “Run along now.”

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Warnings: Off-screen child abuse, implied past non-con, slavery

“Mama?” 

Willow bit her lip, scrubbing away the stain on Master’s shirt. “Yeah, baby?”

“When will I get my mark?”

“Mark?” She could barely stand to look at him anymore.

“Like your’s.” he tapped her left hand. “Ev’ry one else got one.” She swallowed hard, and wiped the sweat off her forehead. He was getting so big now.

“You’ll grow into it. All slaves do.”

1) put that guy into situations

Whumpy Works by the Whumplovers Collaborate server

In our recent Multimedia Exchange, about 60 participants made over 140 creations of writing and art and posted them to this collection

We had some very generous participants (:

And 140! Wow 👀 That’s a lot of Whumpy content ✨

In appreciation for their hard work, let’s give their creations some love, shall we?

The following lists link to every work that was posted to the collection, providing the fandom, medium, title, and summary for each one:

Original Work List

Fandom List 1

(Fandoms: Batman — All Media Types, Arrow (TV 2012), Star Wars — All Media Types, Stranger Things (TV 2016), The Umbrella Academy (TV), Good Omens (TV), White Collar (TV 2009), Percy Jackson & Related Fandoms — All Media Types, Teen Wolf, The Professionals (TV 1977), MCU)

Fandom List 2

(Fandoms: Fullmetal Alchemist, Genshin Impact, My Hero Academia, Voltron: Legendary Defender, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Fire Emblem: Three Houses, Call of Duty, Banana Fish, Doki Doki Literature Club!, [Módào Zǔshī, The Untamed], Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom, Gravity Falls, Tiger & Bunny, JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure, Tokyo Ghoul, SCP Foundation, Sonic The Hedgehog, Black Butler, Undertale Gears of War, Night Head Genesis)

Fandom List 3

Get comfy cause the commentary continues and I've got time on my hands.

the sunset.

a comic about two outlaws who loved each other, despite everything.

I so many ideas!

Including Galo-whump (if that's alright)

Language barriers

Maybe some weird sci-fi fantasy cross over Stuff

Runaways

Making Nyla UnCoMfOrTaBlE

Making ALL OF THEM uncomfortable

This is extremely distracting at work xD

For everyone who can’t commit to or is intimidated by a daily writing/art challenge, I present a different take on the whump writing/art prompt challenge, reframed for those who create slowly, inconsistently, and on crip time.

In this yearlong writing/art prompt challenge, you choose monthly or weekly. You can go back and forth between monthly or weekly each month. If you choose monthly, you can pick prompts from any week during that month. You’ll end up with anywhere from 12-52 completed contributions at the end of it. The weeks begin on Sunday.

Tag contributions with “2023 Year of Whump” and then “2023 Year of Whump January” (or another month) for any prompt done during that month, so people can see all contributions.

For each week’s available prompts, there are physical/sensory, emotional/psychological, environmental/situation, comfort/caregiving, and dialogue prompts (in that order). You are welcome to mix and match, use only one or a combination of any or all, and to interpret each liberally. You can interpret them creatively, and there are probably infinite possible ways to do so for each prompt. I suggest (but can’t really require) tagging descriptively to help people find content they’re interested in and/or filter out content in their squicks or triggers.

Choose your own adventure

January 1: caged / deceived / unemployed / whispered reassurances / “Who would ever believe you?”

January 8: restrained with belt buckles / abandoned / icy tundra / holding hands / “Save your tears”

January 15: experimental injection / threatening loved ones / warehouse / warm bubble bath / “I promise this won’t hurt”

January 22: grabbed in the dark / public humiliation / hospital emergency department / soft weighted blanket / “You must have imagined that, dear”

January 29: chained to a table / betrayal / end of a relationship / handwritten notes of encouragement / “I’m begging you; I’ll do anything”

February 5: impaled / death wish / jungle / home cooked meal / “Don’t leave me”

February 12: involuntary implant / feeling like a burden / museum / cat cuddles / “I don’t know who I am anymore”

February 19: lightheaded and faint / appeasing out of desperation / abandoned lighthouse / gentle wound care / “I’m your only choice now”

February 26: gunshot wound / trembling with fear / library with soaring shelves / leaving the lights on / “You’re home now”

March 5: emergency surgery / denial / palatial mansion / getting a private bedroom / “Don’t you know; I’ll always know where you are”

March 12: amputation / mockery / apocalyptic nuclear wasteland / firefighter carry / “Just keep looking at me”

March 19: severe fever / rejection / cocktail party / swaddled in blankets / “Do you have any idea what I’ve done for you?”

March 26: starvation / losing the last bit of hope / maximum security prison / getting pain medication for the first time / “Missed me yet?”

April 2: infected wound / resignation / forced to watch / tight hugs / “I promise I’ll be good”

April 9: tied to a pole in the sun / weakening resolve / bustling city square / standing up to threats and mockery / “There’s nothing to apologize for”

April 16: poisoned meals / death of loved one / cursed mountain / hot bowl of soup / “You’ll never get out alive”

April 23: branded / constant insults / forced labor camp / forced to participate / taking bullets in their place / “I’m doing this because I love you. One day you’ll understand.”

April 30: painful wound care / sarcastic defiance / psychiatric hospital / walking them home / “I don’t need help; I’m fine”

May 7: whipping / trying to hold back tears / airplane / offering a kind smile / “I wish it had been me instead”

May 14: tracking chip / hypervigilance / county jail / warm bread / “You don’t know who I really am”

May 21: drained of blood / violated / ancient ruins / soft slippers / “Not my face, please; I’m begging you”

May 28: shackled to a radiator / heartbroken / deconsecrated temple / back rub / “Be careful what you ask for”

June 4: gagged / ineffectual rage / soaring skyscraper in a glittering city / new, clean clothes / “I didn’t mean it; I’m sorry”

June 11: broken jaw / quiet despair / yawning canyon / going to appointments with them / “Oh you WILL be sorry now”

June 18: burned / rules with moving goalposts / arid steppes / whispered reassurance in public / “I don’t remember where that one came from”

June 25: drowning / losing grounding in reality / trash pit / offering a hand / “You’re hurting me; please”

July 2: kidnapped / ostracized / civil war / safe house / “I would say I’m sorry but then I’d be lying”

July 9: defenestration / stalking / shantytown / paying the ransom / “Don’t fool yourself; you LET this happen to you”

July 16: crushed hand / online harassment / courthouse building / cuddling / “You wanted this, didn’t you”

July 23: detonating bomb / existential dread / lakeside villa / getting a ride / “I know exactly what you need”

July 30: earthquake / homesick / horse barn / compliments / “Get up and walk.”

August 6: nausea / panic / dusty attic / human shield / “I don’t think I can stand up anymore”

August 13: collapsing building / exhaustion / mountain village / helping with food / “RUN.”

August 20: tied to another captive / desperation / public housing projects / new shoes / “You don’t have to pretend anymore”

August 27: strangled / overwhelmed and frozen in place / secret lab in basement / respecting boundaries / “You didn’t have to do this”

September 3: poison gas / screaming uncontrollably / left for dead / combing hair / “Everything I’ve done, I did it for you”

September 10: thrown against wall / painful involuntary spasms / mom’s house / rubbing shoulder / “Your life means nothing”

September 17: smashed kneecaps / dividing loyalties / seat of government / vigilante revenge / “I haven’t taken everything from you. Not yet.”

September 24: stomped on / lies / failed escape / watching TV together / “I promise I’m telling the truth; you have the wrong person!”

October 1: heavy shackles / separated from child / rapid-flowing river / getting a guard dog / “No matter what, you’ll always have me”

October 8: suspended by wrists / exiled / fortress / helping make good an escape / “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to hurt you”

October 15: coughing up blood / detested by peers / train tracks / holding them up to walk / “Looks like you forgot something”

October 22: forced drugging / gaslit into doubting reality / university / financial support / “Sorry, I can’t hear you over the screaming”

October 29: collapsing to the floor / waking up from nightmares / big box retail store / baking cupcakes / “You’ll stop crying if you know what’s good for you”

November 5: handcuffs so tight they’re bleeding / discrimination / small town diner / proper medical care / “No one should have to go through this alone”

November 12: brutal beatdown / helpless / history repeating itself / having choices / “You look so pretty like that”

November 19: suffocation / bystanders refusing to help / schoolhouse / protection in public / “Just one more time, I promise”

November 26: stabbed / flashbacks / castle / reminders of home / “I can’t remember the last time I did this”

December 3: tooth knocked out / panic attack / boat / photographs from before / “Stay still, or it’s going to hurt”

December 10: forced to eat something vile / forgotten by loved ones / homeless shelter / help with paperwork / “Do it if you know what’s good for you”

December 17: electric shock / shivering / boot camp / verbal reassurance / “It’s for your own good”

December 24: stress position / filth / recording studio / wiping away tears / “It’s not as bad as it looks”

Character A washes up on the shores of lilliput, and they escape into the woods, running from tiny guards and guns and cannons. Over the next few weeks they try to negotiate with the troops the kingdom sends, but the soldiers come out swinging each and every time- "death to the giant" and all that. One day, the troops just stop coming; Not that A minds- they were hoping for this result anyway. It is weird that it just happened out of nowhere, though. A becomes a legend, designated as mythos. They're not looking for trouble, so they've resigned themself to living alone, in the woods, for the rest of their days. It beats the hellish life they left behind, so why not. A likes camping, anyway. But they're definitely lying to themself about being lonely. And then, Character B ends up at the doorstep of your cave**. They're injured, busy escaping from wild beasts that have them just about cornered. Character A has a choice to make: do they invite the trouble of interacting with Lilliput into their quiet life, or do they let this tiny person just die? **the story can start here, with everything else as backstory maybe? idk :eyes: think of the drama......... Ch.B has heard stories, but never believed them............ is the giant a bad person? Or they more of a monster? ~oOoooOOOOooooOOo~

Character A 's roommate bailed on them, and now Ch. A desperately needs a replacement to make rent. Ch.A hastily accepts the first applicant without really vetting them- they only had one phonecall to make sure they weren't a total creep. When Character B shows up, Ch.A realizes there was a bit of a problem- B is a tiny. Ch.B didn't seem to realize Ch.A was a human either, with Ch.B's own circumstances making them rush to find any apartment they could. Can they find a way to live together? Do they fall in love? Are things wholesome/lewd/serious? What is society like about these things? Who knows! :3c

aka thousands of words of pet whump and your classic whumpee-thinks-caretaker-is-their-new-master

Tomas and Rowe (oblivious caretaker, secret whumper, completed, actually has a plot, approx. 56k)

Linden and Colton (non-speaking whumpee, references to past noncon, ongoing, light on plot)

Linden and Colton #2 (Part 27 onwards)

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