Whump with a dash of Yandere?

“[——]—Give me space!”

💍 Princess (Dany's Story I) - Masterlist

Dany | Ridley | B | Leo

Developed (and often written) in collaboration with @hackles-up

After her father is betrayed by those closest to him, Dany is sold off as a prize to mob boss Leo Luciano. He passes her as a gift to his boyfriend, Ridley Lordin, who keeps her captive in his apartment alongside his conditioned WRU Guard Dog B (both characters belonging to @hackles-up). Ridley makes it his pet project to break her, while Dany struggles to keep a sense of self - and not care too much for B.

Tropes: nsfwhump (and lots of it); noncon; dubcon; captivity; female (aromantic) protagonist; intimate whumper; multiple whumpers; whumpee x caretaker (eventually); humiliation; forced relationship (eventually); BBU pet whump (not main character). Each post is tagged individually as well.

[Dany Masterpost] [Moose's writing]

WRITING (cont'd after the cut)

Set indented and in italics means that a piece belongs there chronologically, but does not bind into the main plot. Marked with * means recent update.

The series is currently added to in order to fill in some blanks; later chapters may be slightly edited for consistency.

Part 1: The Beginning

Dany is betrayed, sold out by her father's enemy Leo and struggles with her fate being kept as a plaything in Ridley's penthouse.

1 - [Run, Dany] 

2- [Hands of the Enemy] *

3 - [Face it.] *

4 - [Clean Up] *

5 - [Prize] * (noncon)

6 - [Dinner] * (aka "the soup scene")

7 - [Limo] * (noncon)

8 - [Beginnings] * (explicit noncon)

9 - [Bath] *

10 - [Sleep Well] * (explicit noncon)

cw: noncon, intimate whumper, stockholm syndrome

"Hell is empty, and all the devils are here" William Shakespeare, The Tempest

Tara had no interest in demonology, no matter how fascinating her boyfriend insisted it was. She no longer had a choice in the matter when he decided to sacrifice her in a ritual to summon a demon.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3, Whumptober 2025: "I've had the rug pulled beneath my feet"

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6, Whumptober 2025: "A smile so bright, he's the devil in disguise"

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

Art:

Tara

Rethiven: Mask On

An Offer

Rethiven: Mask Off

Reth

A Demon's Tears

Moodboards by the ever-lovely @newbornwhumperfly

Taglist:

@badluck990 @cupcakes-and-pain @pickleking8 @newbornwhumperfly @pigeonwhumps

@kim-poce @coyote-bites @whumpyourdamnpears @watermelons-dont-grow-on-trees @panstardalia

@bluuhhhhh @oldspruceinn @yellowcatcallshome @daggers-and-dangers

"Hell is empty, and all the devils are here" William Shakespeare, The Tempest

Tara had no interest in demonology, no matter how fascinating her boyfriend insisted it was. She no longer had a choice in the matter when he decided to sacrifice her in a ritual to summon a demon.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3, Whumptober 2025: "I've had the rug pulled beneath my feet"

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6, Whumptober 2025: "A smile so bright, he's the devil in disguise"

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

Art:

Tara

Rethiven: Mask On

An Offer

Rethiven: Mask Off

Reth

A Demon's Tears

Moodboards by the ever-lovely @newbornwhumperfly

Taglist:

@badluck990 @cupcakes-and-pain @pickleking8 @newbornwhumperfly @pigeonwhumps

@kim-poce @coyote-bites @whumpyourdamnpears @watermelons-dont-grow-on-trees @panstardalia

@bluuhhhhh @oldspruceinn @yellowcatcallshome @daggers-and-dangers

how much blood is she covered in

are her eyes filled with madness

just, a whumpee that is loyal to whumper. hopelessly so.

whumpee that understands that what whumper is doing to them IS wrong but they dont care. they dont fight back, would almost never fight back. just always devoted. dedicated. loyal. even with pain in their eyes, even enduring and suffering.

But what about when it's not quick? What about when it's not enough?

What about a whumpee who can't get out of that moment? What about a whumpee who just keeps punching, even after the glass cracks? What about a whumpee who hates who they've become, or who they were, or even both so much that they could scream, so much that maybe they do scream as they slam their fist into the face in the mirror over and over? What about a whumpee who barely hears the broken pieces hit the floor, who barely feels the shards in their knuckles, who barely sees their own cracked and agonized face in the glass through their tears, until they exhaust themselves and collapse in a heap of bloody glass and heavy emotions they don't know how to cope with?