THE FALL GUY (2024) dir. David Leitch

Land Of Bad (2024)

Land of Bad (2024)

jean moreau came back to himself in pieces

Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom (1984)

More creepy/intimate whumper things

Part 1 can be found here! Happy Valentine's Day!

Ninja Kamui - Ep 02

Hudson and Rex 6x07

One Lost, One Found - Pt. 1

As promised, your input in the poll was used to create a new series focusing on three categories: Parts 1 and 2 will blend the categories of psychological torture and NSFW whump. Part 3 will be dedicated to comfort and recovery.

Taglist is open for additions.

Part 2 and Part 3 (coming soon)

Part 1 - Games

TW: Restraints, implied future noncon, referring to an adult as a boy

The rage in Whumpee's eyes said everything his gagged mouth couldn't.

Slowly, despite Whumpee's best efforts, Whumper turned his head to the side, gripping Whumpee by the jaw.

Whumper leaned in close and began whispering something, lips brushing Whumpee's ear. Whumpee hunched his shoulders and tried to duck away, but Whumper held his head firmly in place, grinding it into the pillar he was bound to.

"Hey! What'd you say to him?!" Caretaker demanded. Whumper raised his eyes to make solid eye contact with Caretaker and kept whispering in Whumpee's ear. Something changed in Whumpee's face then. His eyes widened slightly and the lines of his face dipped from defiant to doubtful.

"Shut the fuck up! What're you saying to him?!" Caretaker shouted.

Whumper suddenly took a step back from whumpee, laughing heartily. Whumpee's shoulders stayed shrugged up and tense, brow furrowed with worry.

"I told him the rules," Whumper replied. His smile made Caretaker deeply uneasy.

"What rules?" Caretaker growled.

"Do you want me to let you and Whumpee go?" Whumper asked.

"Of course I do, what kind of question is that?"

"Then you and I are going to play a game, Caretaker. And Whumpee is going to tell you the rules," Whumper stated.

"And how is he going to do that with the shit you put in his mouth?"

"You claim to be his big brother, his protector. I want to see if you know him as well as you claim to. So I'm going to ask you a series of questions, and without his voice, Whumpee will tell you how to answer. Read his face, his eyes. You'll find the answer in what you see."

Caretaker furrowed his brow. "If I answer wrong?"

Whumper smiled coyly. "There are no right or wrong answers, but each answer will have consequences." He tapped his head and looked at Whumpee. "Whumpee knows."

"Okay," Caretaker huffed, thinking. He clenched and unclenched his fists, drawing blood up his arms, sore from being suspended above his head for so long. They needed to get out of here. Caretaker looked at Whumpee and nodded. "We can do this."

Whumpee didn't nod back.

"First question," Whumper said. "May I slap you?"

Caretaker scoffed. "What?"

Whumper jerked his head at Whumpee. "Don't look at me, look at him."

Defiant whumpee who copes with (dark) humour dialogue

• • •

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.”

• • •

Feel free to add your own!

Bloody Kiss

One of my favorite noncon kissing tropes. It's a classic, but it still gives me ✨whumperflies✨

Whumper slaps whumpee hard across the cheek, thoroughly enjoying the way he yelps and cringes at the blow. They take whumpee's face in their hands, tilting his head to the side so they can admire the split in his pretty lip.

Whumper practically purrs as they watch crimson dribble down their pets's chin. The boy cries as whumper leans in close and scoops up the droplet of blood with the tip of their tongue. They retrace the droplet's path upward, back to its source. Whumpee jerks his head back, fighting whumper's grip as they run their tongue slowly back and forth along his bottom lip. He mewls as they painfully push their tongue into the split flesh.

Whumpee whimpers as whumper pulls his lip into their mouth, nibbling and worrying the wound between their teeth. The hands on whumpee's face slide back into his unkempt hair- fingers tangling into curls, nails scraping his scalp.

Whumpee sobs but doesn't try to fight as whumper's tongue snakes into his mouth. The metallic taste of his own blood makes him nauseous, but he knows it's driving whumper feral. As much as he aches to trash and punch and wail, there is no point in fighting. He's been through enough to know that whumper will take what they want, and resisting would likely just mean more of whumpee's blood spilled.

He cries quietly at the violation, hating whumper's hot breath and the way their chests are sticking together with sweat. He kisses back nonetheless. Survival instinct and muscle memory kick in and he feels himself start to detach. All he can do is watch the two kneeling figures on the floor, the blood smeared around their lips the only indicator something might be wrong. His mind crouches in the dark corner behind his eyes, waiting to see what else whumper will take tonight.

Happy whumping 🖤🌹

Prompt: Rope burns — @febuwhump

Tw: intimate whumper, blood, rope burns, helpless Whumpee, vomiting (mentioned/described), violence, creepy whumper, scary Whumper

This was all that came to mind when I thought of this prompt! It was fun

*~*~*~*~*~*

Whumpee was carried through the lavish halls of the ostentatious mansion. Whumpee couldn’t really take in the extravagant detail except for the red carpets blurring by on the ground because their head was too heavy to lift. Coarse rope bit into their wrists, the skin raw around their wrists from where they struggled.

Now they were quite happy to let their body hang like dead weight in the arms of two very strong looking henchmen who were more than capable to carry Whumpee to wherever they were going. Whumpee couldn’t really remember where exactly, though they’re sure they were told. The details became fuzzy after the particularly nasty henchman slammed Whumpee’s head into the wall.

Whumpee blinked and immediately wished they hadn’t. When they opened their eyes again the world swam in a blur of colours and a warm feeling crawled up their throat.

“Fellas, if we could make a detour to a toilet…” Whumpee said then gagged. “Or the nearest potted plant at your earliest convenience.”

“I will break your fucking jaw if you speak again,” Nasty henchman said.

I don’t think that’s how you’re supposed to use a piano…

The Brothers Sun s01e05: “Why don't we try resting? Come here.”

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