So, I'm sure you probably answered/ explained it somewhere. But. Names.
Did you purposefully decide to give your whumper and caretaker basically the same name? (Alexander, I guess it both stands for 😅) Or did it happen by accident (as it would be the case for me, I don't choose names, they just come to me).
And, anyway, does Vienna ever notice and maybe think about it too much? I certainly would 🫣
- sara | @justplainwhump
HONESTLY…..no 🧍
Lolol so Vienna and Zander have always had those names (I love the V and Z together, late alphabet letters unite) but Alec has had a few names. For a long time he was just “Al” but I didn’t really like that and wanted more of a name. Stuff like Allen/Alvin/Albert etc didnt seem to fit him and I landed on Alec. By the time I realized Alec + Zander = Alexander I was too locked in to want to fix it LOL 😭
As for Vienna….idk I will definitely have to think about it! Canonically I think Alec is his full name but Zander’s full name is indeed Alexander so….
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As I'm nearing a follower milestone, I figured I might as well start another try at telling you guys about me and give you a little re-intro:
✨ Sara (she/they)
✨ European, my timezone is GMT +1
✨ In my thirties
✨ Bisexual
✨ Part of the whump community for around 4 years now
✨ Also part of the writeblr community but with another handle and in fact way less active
✨I love to get prompts and asks but am sadly not consistent in filling them
✨ There's also an interview with me at let's talk whump, where I talked a bit more about myself!
Things I love and you'll find on my blog:
Female characters. They're all over the place, whumpees and whumpers alike, and they get hurt and they survive. I don't like the term "lady whump" much, because it doesn't have an opposite and I feel it's used to puts a wall between "dude whump" and the rest. However, a lot of what I write falls into this category, and proudly so. I love women.
Nsfwhump. This is an 18+ blog on purpose, and directed towards adults. I don't exclusively write nsfw, but many of the themes and tropes I enjoy to explore are tied into it, and I don't draw a strict line. Intimate whumpers or those who use intimacy to hurt others fascinate me, so do whumpees recovering from it.
BBU. Again, this is not everything I do; but right now a majority of my stories is set in that wonderful collaborative dystopian universe. I love the worldbuilding and the opportunities arising from it; the mundanity of evil, the systematic approach of entirely erasing people's character, and all the conflicts arising from it. (Personally, I wouldn't describe what I'm writing as "pet whump", and will still say pet whump squicks me, idk, do with that information as you will).
Continued under the cut...
Kidnapping
Captivity whump
Creepy whumpers, especially with creepy caretaking
Multiple whumpers
Two whumpees / co-captives and their dynamics
VERY messy human relationships
Flawed recoveries
Things you are not going find here
All male casts
Non human whump
Sickfic
Caretaking for caretaking's sake
Something else to add
Thank you all so much for this community, I'm looking forward to many more amazing stories, chats, collaborations, and especially people ✨
Tagging some of my favorites, that you should definitely check out: @angst-after-dark @wildfaewhump @ashintheairlikesnow @just-horrible-things @hackles-up @winedark-whump @whumping-newbie @pigeonwhumps @gottawhump @deluxewhump and I've probably missed some, but I love you all ✨
Decided to make a proper introduction/masterlist to Malia!
General content warnings: military whump, kidnapping, noncon and dubcon (not explicit), beatings. (If anything else is needed, I shall update this accordingly!)
During a period of civil unrest, Malia finds herself unwittingly involved in a conspiracy by the army to overthrow the Moroccan Government. As a potential liability to expose the operation, she is held captive by the army and interrogated by the army General, Reza Zaydan.
Set in the world and story of the third Hitman level, A Gilded Cage. so technically a fanfiction XD
Writing (in chronological order):
Malia I - The Rebel
Malia II - The General
Characters:
Malia
- whumpee
- she/her
- mid 20′s
- foreign resident who recently arrived in Marrakech
- fluent in French, learning Arabic
- she was still getting used to the city when she got accidentally dragged in to a military plot to overthrow the government, and the army General thought she was too pretty to kill let go of.
Also Some gorgeous art of my new lady by @albino-whumpee!
General Reza Zaydan
- 49 years old
- whumper
- he/him
- achieved rank of General partly through nepotism, partly through excellent military skill
- works for a secret organisation
- organised a prison break to spark riots that will domino-effect into him declaring martial law and becoming a dictator president
I have also been writing a collab with @justplainwhump featuring a journalist who witnesses incriminating material against the General!
The wonderful AU where Lorenzo Whitlock never becomes a pet and Danielle Hammond never gets forced to marry Ridley Lordin, and their one-night stand at the Bahamas leads to a happy, loving marriage. (Dany is a sexy crime boss and Lorenzo is a trophy husband. I don’t make the rules.)
Danielle Hammond belongs to @justplainwhump, and this series was written in collaboration with Sara! We’re so excited to finally share this.
Dany Masterlist || Sunny Masterlist
[Next] [Masterlist] (coming soon)
Tagging both the Dany crew and the Sunny crew! @ashintheairlikesnow @whumpinggrounds @whumptakesthecake @whumpfessional @winedark-whump @painful-pooch @distinctlywhumpthing @whumping-on-the-ridge @queenofthenoobs @hackles-up @whumping-newbie
CW: kidnapping, noncon drugging, references to consensual sex, references to BBU, domestic fluff at the beginning, sadness at the end, consensually wearing a collar, creepy whumper at the end.
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Lorenzo dips his finger into the bowl of ocean blue icing and licks it off, imagining it was Dany’s finger. Cake batter is smeared across his cheek, he doesn’t bother wiping it away.
His last text to Dany, a picture of him in his apron and collar, cheekily turned to the side so she could see his figure, was answered with, “Please stop. -Peter”
He smirks and puts his phone on the far counter, shaking his hips and singing to himself as he grabs his cooled cakes out of the fridge and moves them to the center counter.
There’s a bottle of expensive wine, the same he and Dany had on their first real date, on the counter, a satin bow tied around it, next to a vase of fragrant flowers. He’s hidden the real presents behind his shelf of poetry books, though, the diamond necklace and the new tennis shoes.
Up on the bed is a lingerie set. He picked it out to complement her eyes, to highlight her freckles so he can kiss each one.
He’s been…a nightmare today and he’s immensely proud of himself for it. Shame Dany had to work on their anniversary. So far, he’s given her several videos and photos, of him lounging the pool, barely covering himself with a towel, still in their bed, staring longingly at a framed photo of her.
She’s running late. Normally, he’d call that a good thing, since he hasn’t finished dessert yet, but tonight, he’s antsy. He wants to greet her on his knees at the door, just like all those years ago…
Lorenzo sighs, running his finger along the buckle of his collar, and picks up his spatula. His left forearm is bandaged from burning himself on the oven, and the cakes are a little worse for the wear. There’s three tiers, flavored like margaritas. The batter tasted pretty good when he licked the spoon clean earlier, but now, slightly burnt...
It’s the thought that counts.
He puts frosting between each layer and stacks them up, moving onto frosting the outside. The kitchen looks like a bomb went off, pots and pans everywhere. He still has the steak on the grill, his homemade rosemary butter is in the fridge, the vegetables are covered on the stove, the potato gnocchi are ready to be reheated.
But with the way Dany’s night is going, he’ll have plenty of time to clean the kitchen.
He covers the outside of the cake in a thick layer of the blue icing. It’s the same color as the water in the Bahamas, he adds some white sprinkles to represent the waves cresting.
Lorenzo wipes his hands off on a towel and goes over to his poetry bookshelf, reaching behind the battered volumes of Mary Oliver to grab a shopping bag. Inside is a tiny replica of a yacht. It’s not an exact match, but it looks very similar to the one his father owned, the one he brought Dany on the day they met.
The day his life changed, the day he finally learned to be happy. When he tried to show off his stupid earring and she was…unimpressed.
Shit. Lorenzo’s tearing up just thinking about it, smiling and clutching the mini yacht to his chest.
He shakes his head to snap himself out of it, walking back over to the kitchen and delicately placing the figure on top of the frosting waves. He grabs his piping bag, filled with a thinner white icing, and spells out “Happy Anniversary.” He took a confectionary class a week ago, Dany didn’t even notice the charge on their bank card.
Lorenzo carefully puts his masterpiece on a glass stand and sets it off to the side, ready to impress Dany.
With his final anniversary gift done (other than himself), he starts washing off the dishes.
He never thought his life could be this good. He didn’t even believe it at first, when he and Dany started dating the first time. Or the second time.
He hasn’t touched a WRU brochure since, hasn’t fallen back on his old habits since Dany helped him. That world, that long before, that wasn’t where he was supposed to be.
He needed to be here. He needed her. He hates thinking about what would have happened otherwise.
Over the sound of the sink and the clanking of dishes, he hears the back door open. His ears perk up. Dany always texts before she leaves, definitely tonight, and she never comes in the back door.
His heart racing, Lorenzo picks up a paring knife and walks towards that direction. With Dany’s line of work, he can never be too careful.
He hears their voices before he sees them, loud men trying to be quiet and failing. “Let’s just get the husband and get out of here,” one of them grunts.
Lorenzo’s eyes go wide. He’s…he’s the husband. They’re coming after him.
He turns around and heads back to the kitchen, walking, not running, back to the kitchen. If he runs, they’ll hear him, and he won’t be fast enough to get to his phone in time to warn Dany.
“Split up,” the man says. “He can’t get far, and he definitely won’t fight back.”
Lorenzo grips the knife tighter. That’s what you think, bastard. He crawls along and he’s so close, he’s so damn close until he steps on a squeaky floorboard.
“Over there!” someone yells.
Lorenzo squeezes his eyes shut, panic fluttering in his chest. There’s no time for that. He stands up and starts running, he needs to get to his phone and warn Dany—
He sharply rounds the corner into the kitchen and lunges across the counter. His fingers are just inches away from his phone when a rough hand grabs onto the back of his collar and pulls, hard enough for Lorenzo to choke and go limp.
No one does that but Dany.
He’s flipped over onto his back and pinned to the counter, coming face to face with a man wearing a ski mask. His eyes, the only visible part of his body, rake over Lorenzo in a way that makes his stomach turn.
“Yeah, boss was right,” he says. “You’re a pretty one, aren’t you?”
Lorenzo lashes out with the knife, but the man chuckles, catching his wrist with one hand and pulling the knife away. “Cute. You’re going to be a fun hostage, aren’t you? Dressed like that? You’re even already collared for me.” He reaches down and grabs the tag on the collar. “Diamond boy. Yeah, well, let’s hope you’re worth at least a few diamonds.” The man drops the tag in favor of pocketing Lorenzo’s phone. “We’ll be sending your wife a little…something about the conditions of your return. For now…” The man’s eyes are ravenous, Lorenzo is spiraling deeper and deeper into panic. “Nighty night, Lorenzo Hammond.”
A needle pierces his skin and the world goes dark.
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blanket warning: humiliation, captivity, noncon (not explicit), intimate whumpers, sadistic whumpers, lady whump (mostly lady whumpees, but also lady whumpers), human trafficking.
Please heed the tags and look after yourselves before you check out the writings! <3
Anyway, I’m so excited to share this!! :D I commissioned the amazing @albino-whumpee to draw a lineup of the ladies in ‘The Casino AU’, made with the amazing @justplainwhump, @what-a-whump and @sableflynn!
Featuring the characters:
Marissa (justplainwhump)
Tessa (myself and justplainwhump)
Emily Lola (mine)
Scarlet Ruby (what-a-whump)
Danielle “Dany” Destiny (justplainwhump and what-a-whump)
This sandbox is so cool and I love all the characters and writing that is possible with the Casino! Check out some of the stories on justplainwhump’s blog, and on what-a-whump’s blog!
I really love talking with you all about this, and I am in awe at how much content we have for it, and love both of you for gifting it to us! So here’s a gift from me to you showing my appreciation and love for our characters! (even if we put them through hell XD)
The dating excuses ask game the other way around maybe - why would Star, Sunny (and Sir?? 👀) not date Dany? - sara / @justplainwhump
Our characters meeting is the definition of whumperflies. Hunter would love Ridley and Frankie, too.
Here's the game in question!
Star for Dany: [ ] i think you deserve better / [ ] i don’t want to ruin our friendship
Pre-WRU Star doesn't think about dating, she's too busy committing crimes. During her captivity? She would totally think Dany is way out of her league. After all, Star's just a discount pet. After, I see her and Dany becoming close friends, but she wouldn't want to go any further. She can barely stop herself from freaking out when people touch her. (But she's definitely thought about her and Dany more than once)
Sunny for Dany: [ ] i think you deserve better / [ ] you’re just not my type
During his captivity and after, he has trouble thinking about having relationships outside of Star and Sir. Like he just...can't do it, he's too dependent on Star. He also would feel sad for Dany all the time and wish he could help her.
Hunter Bianchi/Sir for Dany: [ ] i think i deserve better
I think this doesn't surprise anyone, so I'll let Hunter speak for himself.
Hunter gives you a long, tired look. "She's a pet in every way except for the WRU barcode. I don't date pets. I destroy them."
"Miss you, babe! Hope you're having a wonderful day! - isn't that a lovely message from Jennifer?" I read aloud.
I look down at her, and she's just staring at the phone. Not a peep out of her. Of course, she wouldn't be able to do anything with the phone right now. Her wrists are tied together with my tie, rested on my chest. I've got my left arm wrapped over her shoulder - idly twirling her hair in my fingers as I continue to read her birthday messages.
"Happy birthday and all the best! Hope to hear from you soon!" I can't even stop myself from chuckling at the end there. No, Claire, you won't be hearing from her soon. I can feel Marissa curl in on herself beside me. She's closed her eyes and ignored me, ever so slightly pulling her hands closer to herself.
"Lots of nice messages here from people, right?"
I had hoped I could get something more from her with this. More of a reaction out of her. Suddenly, though, an idea forms in my head, and I can't help but follow through with it.
"Maybe you just need some more... persuasion."
@justplainwhump!!! Have some Creepy Charlie™ by the amazing @albino-whumpee!
I had this idea and it wouldn't leave me alone, so I thought I'd give you a nice little surprise! I hope you like it!
Thank you once again @albino-whumpee! It is an incredible piece, thanks for your hard work! :D
