Unfortunately for you, I have returned

them carefully trying to reset their bones, while trying to keep themselves alert through the blinding pain.

Shaky hands desperately trying to stitch up their wound.

The desperate cries and harsh panting as they dig the bullet from their bloody, slippery flesh.

The grunts and spiking pain with every step.

Give me semi consciousness

The feverish flutter of eyelids.

How they can only mutter inaudible sounds and noises

Whumpuary 2023 Prompt List

There are 10 prompt groups plus Alt Prompts and you can create for those however you want! (create anything! gifs, videos, painting, drawing, writing, edits, fiber arts, cosplay, whatever you want) The numbers don't mean days, so these aren't just for the 10 first days of January but can be used whenever throughout the month. You can pick one of the three prompts (or combine) and post every three days (or any days you want), or even use them all separately and create for 30 days. You are completely free on how many prompts you use or combine and how often you create/post throughout the month. You also don't have to use the numbers in the right order. (Slightly more rules if you want to be on the completionist list, you'll find those in the rules post).

(info & rules)

The inbox is open for any questions :) text version of the prompts under the cut

I know (apologetically)

I know (condescendingly)

It's supposed to

Good

I'm sorry

It'll be over soon

Stop whining

And it'll get worse if you don't *insert threat*

Well it wouldn't have to if you didn't *insert mistake*

You're supposed to say 'thank you'

I love hearing you say that

This is nothing, I'll show you actual pain

Get used to it

You'll get used to it

Stop lying

At least you still feel it

Shut up

Why don't you beg me to stop, then?

Can't be that bad if you're still talking

I don't care

Did I ask?

It's the only way you'll learn

• • •

Whumpee: *standing in line for the teller at the bank*

Whumper: *walks in wearing a ski mask and waving a gun* “This is a robbery!”

Whumpee: *very matter-o-factly* “Actually, sir, this is a bank.”

• • •

Whumpee: *being held at gun point as hostage*

Whumper: “I’ll do it! I’ll shoot them!”

Whumpee: “do it, no balls”

• • •

Whumpee: *in captivity, being interrogated*

Whumper: “If you don’t tell me what I want to know, you’ll get the whip again”

Whumpee: *eyes wide* “You can’t! My cellmate and I were using the grid to play connect 4 and I was winning!”

• • •

Whumper: *throws a wet rag at whumpee after torturing them* “Clean yourself up.”

Whumpee: *gasps, whispers* “Master has given Dobby a cloth.”

• • •

Whumper: “I’m going to enjoy torturing you until you scream. I can’t wait to see you broken and hear you begging me for mercy.”

Whumpee: “Seems to me like you’ve got some deep-seated emotional issues. Have you considered seeking professional help?”

• • •

Whumper: *walks in later than usual*

Whumpee: “You know, if the teacher is 15 minutes late to class you’re free to go. I think the same rule should apply here.”

• • •

Whumper: *laughs evilly at whumpee’s pain*

Whumpee: *mocks their laughter*

• • •

Whumper: “Nobody is ever going to come for you.”

Whumpee: “I bet that’s what your ex said when they dumped you.”

• • •

Whumpee: *is given plain bread to eat*

Whumpee: “Would it kill y’all to invest in some peanut butter? Mayonnaise? Anything?”

• • •

Whumper: “You’re worthless. Nobody loves you and nobody ever will.”

Whumpee: “In other news, water is wet.”

• • •

Whumper: “You look so nice covered in your own blood.”

Whumpee: “I bet I’d look even better covered in yours. Let’s try and see.”

• • •

Whumpee: *being moved with other prisoners, singing quietly* “They’re taking the hobbits to Isengard.”

Other prisoners: *chanting softly* “To Isengard, to Isengard.”

Whumper: *shakes their head incredulously*

• • •

Whumper: “I will find you.”

Whumpee: “Oh, wait! I know this one! And when you do, you’ll kill me, right?”

• • •

Whumper: “Tell me what I want to know!”

Whumpee: *sing-songy* “Gimme gimme never gets, don’t you know your manners yet?”

• • •

Whumper: *goes to stab whumpee*

Whumpee: *dodges and grabs the knife from whumper*

Whumpee: “That’s what I like to call a pro gamer move.”

• • •

Whumpee: "Man, you're like the hat man but worse." Whumper: "The what??"

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Whumper: "I swear to god, if you talk back to me again I'm going to just kill you."

Whumpee: "On God? You promise? No takebacks, I'm serious"

Whumper: "???????????????"

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Whumper: "You are going to listen to me, whether you like it or not."

Whumpee: "Sorry, I don't speak little bitch."

Whumper:

Whumpee was far from caring how weak they sounded. The rasp- the shake in their voice. Whumper's eyes lifted, looking at Whumpee over their glasses, "Speak up, dove."

dove...

Whumpee shivered as an ice-cold rush rippled up their spine. Not dove, they were Whumpee they were going to be free and-

"Ho-how long have I b-been here...with you?"

The corner of Whumper's mouth curled up in a grin- as if tugged by a string. "Two years, darling. I can't believe you remembered our anniversary!!!"

Whumpee's heart stopped, all the air felt as if it was knocked out of them as the room suddenly felt cold. They could feel their heartbeat pounding in their ears.

Two years...

taken moments before the drugs kicked in- @whump-queen @nsfwhump-queen

The determination to survive, the curses spat as they drag themselves up on their feet, it eventually fades into dusty, listless disinterest that clings like their threadbare shirt. Their head barely lifting, eyes clouded when once upon a time  the same would have been met with a defiant gesture. 

It’s the refusal to scream, to budge an inch at first. Then they crack a little and scream but it’s still defiant and desperate, clawing back control in their response. Eventually, even if its weeks, it fades silent again, it always does. Because, whether their throat bleeds raw or not, nothing changes. The colours drain and the glasses are no longer rose-colored but stained scarlet, black and blinding white.