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Perfectionist whumpees who believe that every second of their day should be productive, and that time spent resting is time wasted.
They're held captive and exhausted from torture, hardly able to see straight, chastising themself for merely fantasizing about freedom instead of working on their escape plan.
They're sprawled out, breathing heavy and trying to get their bearings after the whump. They need to go fetch their first aid kit but they spend a few precious, guilt-ridden minutes bleeding and feeling sorry for themself.
Their first thought when they see whumper is no, please, not now! I have too much to do!
They flit around the house as their bandages grow steadily redder: a ticking time bomb that only further delights the one who hurt them in the first place.
Then, worst of all, they're bound and gagged, growing more anxious with the second as their inability to get anything done gnaws away at their sanity.
The whumper can't help but adore it. They didn't even need to instill this behavior: this is something their whumpee is doing all by themself.
I made some whump bingo prompt cards for anyone to fill. This isn't a time-bound event, so play whenever you want!
Bonus:
Info, questions and answers below the cut
I was thinking I wanted to make some more sets of prompts people could use, and I decided it would be fun to put together some bingos!This isn't for a preexisting event; it's its own thing.
I made one for each of three different themes: the "care" bingo sheet focused on comfort and caretaking, the "whumping" bingo sheet focused on the hurt, and the "carewhumping" bingo sheet focused on that grey area including subtler whump and bad caretaking. I just used these themes to inspire me and help each list be more cohesive; you don't have to stick to the overall theme in each fill if you don't want to! I also made some bonus combo sheets with the same prompts, but split between themes. To join in, pick whichever of the six sheets you like!
How can I interpret the prompts?
However you see fit. The title at the top of each card is mainly for aesthetic and unity; you do not need to take the title into account when filling one of the prompts underneath it.
If a prompt is vague that's because it's meant to be free for you to interpret as suits your needs or your fancy. There's no wrong way to interpret the prompts; they're meant to spark inspiration and provide a fun challenge!
Is this meant to be interactive (i.e. have prompts chosen by others)?
Up to you! I've seen many people use bingo sheets as a sort of ask game where readers/followers send in the square they want to see filled and the creator uses it as a prompt. You're certainly welcome to do that with these, but it is not a requirement! If you'd rather pick your own prompts to fill from the sheet, that's totally welcome too.
You said this is for any time?
Yes! Many events run through specific dates or seasons, but this one is for you to do at your leisure. There is no specific time it's running and no due date to complete it. You can also do it multiple times and try out a different bingo card if you like.
What's the "Dealer's choice" where the free space usually is?
I wanted to set it up so that it takes the same amount of prompt fills to make a bingo no matter where it's aligned, but I also wanted to allow some flexibility especially since the center spot is the one used in the greatest number of possible bingos.
To fill the dealer's choice square, create something as you would for one of the other squares, but you get to decide your own prompt. You can pick from any existing prompt or come up with something new yourself!
Alternatively, if you are making the bingo interactive as a request/ask game, you may open it up for that square to be prompted by one of your readers, at your discretion.
What do I need to win the bingo or achieve completionist?
You can chase whatever goal you please—but the ones that will be officially recognized on this blog are bingo and blackout. To get a bingo, get five in a row, in any direction (horizontal, vertical, corner-to-corner diagonal), on any one card from this post. To get a blackout, completely fill any one card from this post. Pick whichever card you'd prefer to work on. Only one card is needed, but you're welcome to fill multiple if you want.
What kind of entries/prompt fills are accepted?
Any creative format: writing, drawing, 3d, gifsets, photoshoots, etc. No generative AI or other forms of plagiarism, other than that go nuts.
How should I tag?
Since this event is asynchronous and has no expiration date, I won't be able to check tags regularly for it. If you want it reblogged here, in this case the best way is to mention @snakes-events-blog. The only tags required are whatever's necessary for people to filter and browse safely.
If you want a standardized tag just for organization and browsing, I'll propose #snakesummer26bingo (but I'm open to changing this if you can get the feedback in before participants post). But using this tag is fully optional.
Please note that explicit NSFW might not get reblogged here even if the @ worked.
Is it required to @ this blog?
Not necessarily. That's the best way to get reblogged here for this event, but it's not a strict requirement for participation.
However, if you don't, you are encouraged to reblog or link back to this post in some way in case others want to fill a sheet themselves! If you want to make it easier for people, please also feel free to link back even if you did mention the blog. Again though, it's not a strict requirement as to how, just try to make it possible for people to find.
Body control, On display, Electric shock, Temperature whump, Collar;
Punishment, Forced to watch, Kidnapping, Sadistic whumper, Threats;
Abandoned, Restraints, (Dealer's choice), Scarring, Intimate whumper;
Water, Poisoning, No holds barred beatdown, Multiple whumpers, Blood;
Torture, Nightmare, Interrogation, Drugging, Brainwashing.
Carewhumping:
Conditioned whumpee, Comfort between tortures, Abusive relationship, Dubious consent, Volunteer/self-sacrifice;
Betrayal, Possessive whumper, Respite, Nowhere else to go, taking advantage;
Role change(s), Patching up, (Dealer's choice), Lies, Pushed too hard;
Trauma bond, Masochistic whumpee, For their own good, Praise, Institutionalised whump;
Pet whump, New whumper/hand-off, Manipulation, Justification, Stockholm syndrome.
Whumpee never wants to be weak again, so they push themself further and further on the training grounds. Seeking out opponents with a reputation for going all out, then for going too far. Goading their sparring partners into attacking them for real. Secretly conjuring up magical constructs who won't hesitate to draw live steel. Training until their callouses tear open, until their muscles scream, until they throw up (and wipe their mouth and get back to it), until they pass out in the dust.
And it doesn't work. They flinch at the sound of a sword unsheathing. They get sloppy and irrational. They get weak.
It's frustrating. They're furious at themself for it, and all they can do is try harder. They just want to improve! They have to get better! Why are they just getting worse?
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Whumpee shaking and sobbing a bit too loudly than usual, hoping that maybe, just maybe if they cry hard enough, whumper will take pity on them and maybe even apologize.
Werewolf whumpee who's terrified of their violent wolf side that emerges every full moon, confiding their 'monstrous' secret to their closest companion, whumper, who embraces their shaking body and reassures them over and over that they will always love them despite their condition. (and besides, they're already fairly well-versed in the world of the paranormal themselves. Now how can they help give whumpee the support they deserve?)
From then on, on full moon evenings whumper visits whumpee's home without fail, bringing food and activities and comfort, taking care of whumpee through their pre-transformation symptoms, distracting them from the encroaching next few hours where whumpee's human side will blink out and wake at dawn without any memories of their instincts and actions as a wolf (thank god, not as if they'd want to remember anything anyway-), helping them double-check the thick silver bindings set up in whumpee's basement, and gently assuring them as whumpee chains themselves and curls up to wait that they'd keep them company the entire process of the painful transformation-and maybe a a few hours after that too, all the way to the break of a new day.
It's no trouble at all. And besides, it's the part where whumpee is a giant wolf and not a human that whumper is really here for.
Maybe when wolf whumpee first wakes up and faces whumper they really are just a snarling, vicious beast, or maybe they are affectionate and playful instead. At least to the person whumpee trusts the most.
That doesn't last.
Over the next few months, years, many and many nights of full moons, whumper strategically tortures wolf whumpee throughout the night with tools and tactics both magical and mundane. Breaking the wolf down into total terror and submission towards whumper. After whumper establishes complete power over wolf whumpee, they start releasing them from their chains and home each night and siccing them on their enemies before restraining them again. They've molded wolf whumpee into their own plaything, their own weapon, their own attack dog, and every morning human whumpee wakes back up and doesn't remember a single thing.
"I sat on the stairs with a flashlight and read to it until I got too tired. It was growling and pacing a lot more than usual, but that might have just been because my choice of book was Twilight." Whumper smiles one such morning on the porch, breakfast they prepared for whumpee in hand. "Other than that, I think it really likes me!"
"Werewolves are unfeeling monsters. They can't like anyone." Whumpee rubs their eyes blearily and responds as if by rote. They reach out to grab the food and lean their head down on whumper's shoulder, voice softening. "God, this exhaustion never gets better... but thank you again. Thank you. For everything, ever. You've done so much-you mean so much to me... " Grateful tears burn down whumpee's cheeks as whumper lets them rest against them and strokes their fingers slowly through their hair, patting at their head like a child. Or a dog.
"Of course, whumpee. I adore you. I'd do anything in the world to make you feel better. You don't even have to ask."
If only whumpee wasn't so overflowing with self-loathing and terror towards their other side, seeing their wolf as the ultimate enemy and fighting its influence at every turn... if only one day they could find the strength to accept themselves fully, embrace themselves fully, they might finally be able to access their full memories and finally hear their wolf side, ever-present but pushed down to the deepest depths of their mind, whining and whimpering in agony...
hey. psst. hey. give your scariest or toughest character a really mundane fear or phobia. have that former living weapon or the leader everyone is terrified of fully scream at a bug or flee at the sight of a cat. have their circle realize. have somebody weaponize it if you're feeling frisky
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"Did you enjoy your time with them?" Whumper asked, standing behind them with his hands on their shoulders. "Playing house?"
Whumpee didn't say a thing.
"You must've known it couldn't last," Whumper pressed, softly stroking the nape of their neck, curling a finger through their hair. "And even if you refused to see reality, they must have known."
A soft sound escaped in the back of Whumpee's throat. Yes, they had enjoyed their time with the team. They had nursed them back to health, they were kind and concerned, and gave them a place with them, unconditionally. But something always nagged in the back of their mind: they didn't belong there.
Whumper sat down next to them on the couch, nudging them along to sit in his lap. Which they did, reluctantly. Gentle hands molded them to a lazy position, back resting against the armrest, legs sprawled over his.
"This is where you belong," he whispered, lips brushing their cheek. A small drop of salt caught against them and Whumpee felt a smile forming.
"They'll... they'll come back for me," they hiccupped and tilted their head away, leaning against his chest.
"Oh, darling," he said, actual sympathy in his voice. "I don't think they will." He shifted them up a little, stretching his legs out under them and pressing them higher up against his shoulder.
"You were just a stray. You weren’t a member of the team. No matter how hard you tried. Your insistence must have annoyed them so much. I know how desperate you can be. It can be... overbearing. They must be glad that you're gone." He brushed a tear away. "Now, I am very happy to have you back."
Tears now streamed silently down their trembling chin.
"It's okay. They just don't understand, baby. Did they think you were just desperate to please? To earn your place among them? Always doing whatever they said as gratitude for taking you in?"
Whumpee shook their head in denial.
Whereas Whumper just smiled above them, twisting the knife with every word he spoke. "No, you’re right. It wasn’t in gratitude, now was it? It was fear. Pure fear that they would send you away if you didn’t. Punish you if you didn’t. You may think that being away from me sets you free but… well, I think this was a valuable lesson.”
"You're the one who is playing house," Whumpee muttered darkly, the earlier words still stung.
"What was that?"
They flinched at the sudden hard shift in tone, but looked up and repeated their words. "It's true. You want me to be your puppet in your dollhouse, caught in your strings. Forcing me to do as you say, behave as you say. You can't keep me here forever."
“And who do you think will keep me from doing just that? Your band of heroes?” he sneered, his smug words turning mocking.
"They saved m--"
"They found you. Just a chance meeting snooping around my compound. And not finding anything useful, they decided to take you with them, hoping to use you, see what they could learn from you. And you gave them nothing but trouble. They won’t come back for you.”
Whumpee opened their mouth to retort the harsh words, but a single finger on their chin shut them up. His finger moved over their lips in a shushing gesture and Whumper continued in a more morose tone:
“Stealing from me and now they have the gall to return damaged goods.”
“Wha—?” Whumpee looked up at those words, hurt and confused. “Damaged? What do you mean damaged? They didn’t hurt me!”
“A few weeks with them and suddenly you’re talking back.”
He shoved their legs aside and let them fall back against the couch as he roughly stood and walked across the room. “All that time and effort… and now I have to start all over again.” He rummaged about and when he turned, Whumpee froze when they saw he was holding a whip.
“But we both know we’ll get back to where we were…” He let the tip of the whip fall to the ground. “Easily.”
thinking about a whumpee being made to lead their captors back to their team. whumpee's lying, of course; why the hell would they lead the enemy straight to their friends when they have an opportunity to throw them off the trail?
so they lead the enemy away. arms bound, maybe even on a chain or rope so they can't try to run for it, followed like a bloodhound. every step they take brings the enemy further from their friends, but it also brings them further from their friends. viscerally aware that the chances of rescue go down the further they go, and having no plans for what happens when the enemy catches on. just hoping they can find a moment to escape before then.
Enslaved Whumpee joining a pirate crew to live a free life but the conditions aren't necessarily better. From hard labour, long rough days on sea and bad nurtition to occasional executions or methods of torture when one crew member is suspected of mutiny.
On the other side, they have a bed, some company and the freedom of sailing overseas. The feeling of the wind, smell of salty air in their nose and for the first time, Whumpee experiences somewhat close to freedom. Sure, it's not perfect but it's also all they have.
But what would happen to them if they get captured by imperial forces?
What if maybe Whumpee will always be nothing else than a slave after all?
A little known fact is that when under a truth spell, you can simply ask “why” they need to know instead of being forced to answer. You’ve already gone through 3 inquisitors, and the fourth looks like they are about to burst a vein.
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Whumpee's eyes slowly squint open. They feel restrained, something strong is wrapped around their arms and front. They hear quiet crying coming from above.
It takes a moment for them to realize they're in caretakers lap and bundle in their arms, being squeezed and held with love and care.
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