I can confidently say this is heavily inspired by my own trauma dksjdksj anyway enjoy.
Content: PTSD/trauma.
Smells/sounds/sights that remind them of that environment, the person who hurt them, etc. Maybe Caretaker wears Whumper's cologne, for example, or their voice somehow resembles Whumper's when in certain situations.
Alcohol. This can be a huge trigger for whumpees who's whumpers were alcoholics or just generally speaking worse/only violent when under the influence. They might hide when Caretaker drinks or do things to make sure they stay on Caretaker's good side until they're sober.
If they were the bloodbag of a vampire, the sight of their own blood could become a trigger. They might be scared that their whumper might smell it or they might just not wanna have their blood taken from them again.
Loud sounds. Alarms, shouting, banging on walls/doors.
Gifts. Whumpee might believe that they now owe the gifter, or they might hate opening wrapped presents because they have no idea what's inside. This could lead to tears, reassuring the gifter that they don't need to do all this to make Whumpee do what they want, they can be good, this isn't necessary.
Physical touch. Touching them without warning, hugs feeling like traps, not being able to escape until the other person says so. So they go stiff or immediately try to escape, hellbent on not falling for it again. They might even hurt Caretaker in the process.
Large crowds.
If they went through torture, things like water (waterboarding, drowning, etc.), sharp objects (cutting, surgeries, etc.) and the such could also be triggers for them.
The dark. Maybe they were kidnapped after dark or their whumper is nocturnal, but this makes for some good angst.
Stuff being close to their neck. They might have problems with collars, chokers, etc. because they were made to wear one during their captivity.
When Caretaker rescued Whumpee from captivity, they were absolutely filthy. Months worth of dirt and grime built against their skin, their hair so matted Caretaker wasn’t sure their newly bought bottle of conditioner would be enough to untangle it.
Naturally, their first instinct was to give Whumpee a bath.
So they carried Whumpee in from the car, and did a quick assessment of their wounds, determining which would need immediate attention and which could wait until later.
Now, Whumpee is drugged out of their mind. Maybe Whumper gave them something earlier to keep them in line, or maybe Caretaker slipped a little sedative into their water to help them relax. Whatever it was, Whumpee was out of it, and as they’re placed into the bath, they were just beginning to come to.
Their vision was much too blurred to make out details such as faces or locations, all they can register is the warm water soaking through their clothes and the hands touching them, carding through their hair and snagging against the knots.
Even as the fog clears from their mind, any bit of coherency is lost within vivid flashbacks of being forced underwater by a hand tangled in their hair, held there until they nearly blacked out, only to be wrenched above the surface and hit on the back until they were forced to cough up whatever they had inhaled, all while leaving Caretaker to deal with a screaming, thrashing mess of a person and dirty water splashing across their entire bathroom.
I promise I’ll post some actual writing either tomorrow or Wednesday
Content: Non-con kissing, restraints, immortal whump, creepy whumper, defiant whumpee, non-con drugging, gags.
Kissing a gagged whumpee's mouth and holding them by the chin to stop them from moving.
Caretaker/Carewhumper rubbing aloe vera on Whumpee's rope burn (wrists, ankles, etc.)
Being hung from the ceiling by the wrists or the ankles. Perhaps both, with their legs pulled up behind them in a stress position.
A creepy whumper tying their defiant whumpee up and drugging them so they can contently brush their hair without any resistance.
Tying a whumpee up with their own clothes.
Strapping a whumpee to a board with every limb stretched passed their limits.
Gagging a whumpee with rope. Drying their mouth out and possibly burning the sides of their mouth.
Restraining them with zip ties that are too tight around their wrists and ankles. The constant pinching and irritation leaving them whimpering and wriggling for a more comfortable position that doesn't exist.
dragging an immortal behind a car by their neck.
Injuring themselves just so they can escape their restraints.
whumper pretending to be mad just to see whumpee squirming and groveling and apologizing within a second because they don’t know what they did wrong but fuck they’re so so sorry and they’ll do anything to make it better—
“sir please—please let me make it up to you—I promise I’ll be better I swear—just please—”
“please” (blindfold/pressure point/scream)
Content warning: branding
“Say my name, and I’ll let you go.”
“I told you dammit, I don't–augh!” Another brand was pressed into Whumper’s skin, burning another scar into their flesh.
Whumper struggled against their bindings, trying fruitlessly to slip from the ropes binding them to the chair or remove the blindfold from their eyes. Their exposed flesh was governed in angry, bright burns, the marks of hot metal having been pressed into their skin. Their skin was damp with sweat.
“That’s not a good answer. Try again.”
“Shit–” Whumper swore, shaking. “W-whumpee? Are you Whumpee, is that why you’re doing this?!”
The iron was pressed against Whumper’s cheek, sizzling against the tears that had begun dripping down their face. Whumper screamed.
“Please!” Whumper’s words came out as a sob. They flailed in their seat, trying desperately to escape the agony. They gave a pained gasp when it was finally removed, ducking their head and letting out a pitiful whine.
Caretaker carefully returned the iron to the fireplace, keeping a close eye on Whumper’s shaking form. Whumper didn’t know who they were. Not their name, their face, their voice, or even that they existed. They had no way of knowing.
Caretaker smiled. “Wrong. Try again,”
I adore muzzling Whumpees.
A face mask over a muzzle as Whumper drags Whumpee through a crowded area. Whumpee knows exactly what will happen to them if they make a scene.
The deep red marks on Whumpee’s face as their muzzle is removed for the first time in months. The way they struggle to speak again after days of having it on. The first word they manage to croak out is “water”.
Whumpee refuses to take some kind of pill, so Whumper stuffs it into their mouth and covers their lips with duct tape. Either they swallow willingly or it gets dissolved in their mouth, but they’re taking it.
Whumpee so terrified and hysterical that they can only sob and hyperventilate behind the duct tape, struggling to get enough air without their mouth. All they can do is sob, choking on their own tears and spit.
Whumpee sitting in the bathtub as Caretaker carefully tries to remove the duct tape wrapped around Whumpee’s head. They whisper apologies whenever Whumpee flinches.
Rescuers not having enough time to un-muzzle Whumpee. They just pick the bound and silenced Whumpee up and run.
Whumpee only being able to communicate through muffled grunts through their muzzle, but still desperately trying to communicate with Caretaker.
Aplatonic (apl for short) flags part 3 :3 🍏🟩🟦🟪 (This set uses green+blue+purple, there's another set that uses yellow for apl instead.) (Due to the image limit, this is split into 4 posts.)
I noticed some a-spec flags were missing tertiary counterparts, so I made some. Some of these flags have already been made before, so they're not all original (I still wanted to have all the flags together in a set, and all in the same res).
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greyplatonic | demiplatonic | aegoplatonic (1)
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aegoplatonic (2) | non sam apl (1) | non sam apl (2)
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neu apl | aplvoid | aplflux
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aplspike (1) | aplspike (2) | apljump
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dark greyplatonic | light greyplatonic | atomoplatonic
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delloplatonic | fictoplatonic | cupioplatonic
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bellusplatonic | reciproplatonic | lithoplatonic
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frayplatonic (1) | frayplatonic (2) | apothiplatonic
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orchidplatonic | myrplatonic | aplflexible
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I'll also note that some of these terms can have multiple names, with the "platonic", "aplatonic", & "apl" part being interchangeable. This isn't applicable to every term though. I also chose not to list everything to try to keep it brief. So for example, greyplatonic can also be called greyaplatonic and greyapl.
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[A-spec flag sets masterpost]
Unhealthy coping mechanisms is coming first so far but there's still time to pick your favourite <3
Content: Disordered eating, self harm, self punishment.
Chewing on/scratching their skin.
Still abiding by Whumper's rules, even after their rescue.
Sleeping on a pet bed rather than a normal one.
Still wearing their collar, even in public.
Keeping Whumper's old tools in a safe spot in Caretaker's home.
Only eating food meant for animals.
Refusing to spend even a moment outside of Caretaker's line of sight. Constantly clinging to them, never giving them a break.
Insulting themself in the mirror each day, reminding themself that they're still everything Whumper hated about them.
Choking themself whenever they get anxious. Just. wrapping a hand around their throat and refusing to let themself breathe until they calm down.
Not eating/drinking anything as punishment for disappointing Caretaker, but not telling them about it because they know Caretaker won't be happy.
Self-harming in general as a punishment for their own misbehaviour.
Pushing their loved ones away because they don't deserve them/are mad at them/don't want to get hurt again.
Getting angry too easily because it's a safe emotion.
Verbally/physically abusing Caretaker because they want to feel a sense of control.
All those little whumpees who slowly forget why they're fighting. Gradually learning to love their whumper.
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"You know I have to punish you for this, right? I'm sorry. I don't want to. I hate to see you cry...but it's the only way you'll learn."
Whumpee slowly gaining privileges the better they behave. It's easier if they just obey.
Nightmares. Whumpee dreaming of Whumper hurting them. They scream and thrash, waking up to Whumper holding them close. "Shh...it's okay. It was just a dream. I'm not going to hurt you..." Whumpee almost believes it.
Whumpee looks tense, so Whumper gives them a massage.
Whumpee's favorite foods. Always.
"Why are you still thinking about them? All you need is me."
Soft kisses and gentle touch.
"You are so amazing. No one ever appreciated you, did they? They didn't stop long enough to really look."
Constant bondage. Whumpee needs to rely on Whumper for every single thing. Every bite of food. Sip of water. Bathing. Everything they need only comes from Whumper's hands.
"What would you do without me? Really. Go back to them? Back to a life of stress an expectations? Isn't this better?"
New clothes. New hair. New everything. Whumpee starts to forget who they are.
"I told you you'd warm up to me."
That first time that Whumpee leans into Whumper's touch. Probably after a punishment. They're so tired. And Whumper is so warm and kind. They just...drift...
"Isn't this better?"
Whumper only un-gags Whumpee if they 'use their nice words'. Once Whumpee tries to snap at them, beg for Whumper to let them go, or say anything that suggests they don't want to be there, Whumper shoves the gag back in so they can 'think it over and try again later'.
"Can...can you stay with me? Just a little longer." "Of course, darling."
Whumper hand-feeding Whumpee. The intimacy and the trust they have to partake in if they want to eat.
"Tell me you love me. Say it."
Whumper who brands their Whumpee. Whumpee knows they'll never be the same again - they'll always be marked.
"There we go. Isn't 'please' so much nicer to say than 'no'?"
When they stop hesitating to say it.
"No...no please." "Shh...this will help you sleep. I won't leave you, I promise."
Whumper pulling Whumpee close, holding them tight as they try to struggle away. Gently petting their hair and humming until Whumpee's thrashing slows to a stop. They give into the embrace, sobbing into Whumper's shoulder.
"You don't need to think. I'll do that for you. You just rest."
Whumper breaks Whumpee's legs so Whumpee has to rely on them for everything. Thought of escape seem impossible.
"Did you really think I wouldn't notice? You can't lie to me. I know everything about you."
Whumpee vaguely remembers that they used to fight. They used to kick and scream and spit. They just can't remember why.
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(tags: @prisonerwhump @whumpawink @mabledonut @jadeocean46910 @paleassprince @distinctlywhumpthing @tropes-for-my-md-daydreams @batfacedliar-yetagain @suspicious-whumping-egg @lav-whumps @wormwriting)
"Look at you, getting all excited before I've even started."
Whumpee whimpered, resisting the urge to close their legs as Whumper chained them to their bed. It wasn't worth it. Not if they were going to be forced back open anyway.
"Sir..."
"Hush," their master murmured, pressing a few open-mouthed kisses along Whumpee's neck as they palmed them through the fabric of their underwear. "Fighting will only make it hurt more, my dear. You know that."
Taken from this post of mine:)
Content: Asphyxiation, collars, burns, heat whump, [implied] pet whump, choking, dehydration, immortal whumpee, begging, gags.
Whumper tightening Whumpee's collar by one hole each time they misbehave. Really, it's up to Whumpee as to whether they want to be able to breathe or not within the next few hours.
Whumpee stucks their tongue out after a certain amount of time without air, and Whumper thinks it's the cutest thing ever. Cue them randomly reaching out to choke them and just waiting to see Whumpee start to drool and for their tongue to stick out.
Whumpee's raspy breaths in as the force around their neck slowly tightens.
Shoving their face near a pot of boiling water and threatening to drown them in it.
Whumper trying to "squeeze the tears out of them". AKA Whumpee cries when they're choked.
Whumpee mouthing the word "please" over and over again and Whumper choosing to take it as "squeeze harder".
That huge gasp of air and the way their body writhes when they're finally able to breathe again.
A reverse gag being shoved down their throat until they learn to be respectful.
The little choked whimpers that Whumpee lets out as their airflow is cut off.
Forcing so much water down a dehydrated whumpee's throat that it chokes them.
An immortal whumpee who can't pass out from suffocation, blood loss, etc. being forced to live in a constant state of asphyxiation that would kill a mere mortal in minutes.
reblog only, do not perceive me. Used to be a whump blog but I kinda reused it to be a flag/label hoard now. pfp by warriorsproject.
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