June Of Doom Day 1

June of Doom Day 1

"You don't want to do that"

| Collapse | Locked Door | Fear |

Cw: Mentions of torture, blood ...

"You don't want to do that"

Whumpee hesitated, their hand just inches away from the knife on the table. They'd managed to escape their bonds, their hands bloody from pulling free from the rope, and still shaky from forcing open the door. But they hadn't reached the knife in time. Whumper was standing behind them. They could do it, grab the knife and use it. They just had to grab the knife. Their legs were too shaky to step away from the wall, but the knife was just there. They reached again, fingertips brushing against the cool metal of the handle. Whumper's voice stopped them again.

"If you pick up that knife I'm going to hurt you in ways that made you wish you were dead."

Whumpee's breathing picked up. They just had to grab the knife. Their fingers wrapped around the hilt. There were tears in their eyes. They just had to swing the knife.

"Let go and come here right now, and I won't punish you for trying to escape. But if you pick up that knife Whumpee," Whumper sighed, "I'm going to have to hurt you again. And I know I love it when you scream. But you don't. So put down the knife Whumpee."

Whumpee had already made up their mind, and swung the knife, pivoting to aim for Whumper's throat. But Whumper was faster and batted the blade away. Whumpee sobbed as their knees buckled, falling to the ground as the last of their strength sapped. The knife landed on the ground, just out of reach. Whumpee sobbed again, curling up as they realised what they'd done.

"Please," they begged, but it was too late. Whumper bent to scoop up the knife, wiping the bloody handle on a handkerchief they'd pulled from their pocket.

"Tsk, you got blood on the wrong side, Whumpee. I guess we'll have to fix that."

Whumpee could do nothing but whimper as Whumper strolled to the door, locked it, and strode back to them.

"Wouldn't want you running away again, would we?" they said, before slashing the knife across Whumpee's chest.

June of Doom Day 16

"At least it can't get any worse"

| Stairs | Concussion | Hammer |

Cw: Escape attempt, prompts above, and bone breaking.

...

Whumpee sat on a chair in the sparklingly white room, groggy and confused, their hands and feet tied down.

They couldn't see properly, their vision was blurred and the light was way too bright. But they could make out the shape of Whumper when they entered.

They circled Whumpee a few times, not saying a word.

They finally stopped in front of them, tilting their chin up to look at them. Whumpee blinked, trying to clear their vision.

"What did you think you would achieve by running?"

Whumpee couldn't answer. Whumper dropped their chin and began to circle them.

"Did you think it couldn't get any worse? Did you think you actually had a chance? All you succeeded in doing was falling down some stairs, concussing yourself, and making me angry."

Whumpee whimpered, unable to form a complete sentence.

Whumper leaned in close. "You were wrong Whumpee, it can get worse. And because I can't touch that pretty little head of yours until it's healed, I'll have to punish you some other way."

"No," Whumpee managed, but Whumper ignored them and drew a hammer from the table against the wall.

"I hope I won't ever have to say it again, Whumpee. You are never getting away from me."

With that, Whumper drew up the hammer and brought it down on Whumpee's hand as hard as they could, and Whumpee screamed.

TWELVE DAYS OF WHUMPMAS

Our winter event is here! Each day has two whump prompts and one comf/fluff prompt to choose from. Participants can choose to fill one, two, or all three prompts each day.

Transcript of prompts and additional info below the cut!

A Partridge in a Pear Tree: Tied to a Tree | Given as a Gift | Putting up the Tree

Two Turtledoves: Self Sacrifice | Human Shield | Reunion

Three French Hens: Betrayal | Failed Escape | Candlelight

Four Calling Birds: Muzzled | Memories/Flashbacks | Favorite Holiday Memories

Five Golden Rings: Branding | Obsessive Whumper | Gift-giving

Six Geese A-Laying: Blackmail | Countdown | Last-Minute Relief

Seven Swans A-Swimming: Falling Through Ice | Left in the Cold | The First Snow

Eight Maids A-Milking: Poisoned/Drugged | Starvation | Hot Cocoa

Nine Ladies Dancing: Hallucinations | Forced to Perform | Caroling

Ten Lords A-Leaping: Sleep Deprivation | Stress Position | Christmas Lights

Eleven Pipers Piping: Sensory Deprivation | Sensory Overload | Their Favorite Song

Twelve Drummers Drumming: Abandoned | Mugging | Found Family

EVENT TAGS: #amow twelve days of whumpmas; please also tag the prompt(s) you use each day, as well as common triggers.

You can @ us in your post if you like, and we will also go through the event tag each day and reblog entries!

June of Doom Day 13

"Say something"

| Rescue | Broken Promise | Weak |

Cw: The tags above, implied beating, betrayal

Sorry for formatting I'm writing on mobile. I'm also close to death with this cold so i apologise for the state of this.

...

Sidekick lay, broken and bloodied, in the middle of the street.

Villain had spotted them, about ten minutes ago, and battled off Other Villain, and Henchman had arrived soon after. They crouched next to Sidekick, rolling them onto their back to reveal the myriad of bruises.

"Who did this," Henchman growled.

"Other Villain," Villain told them, looking down at Sidekick in pity. "From what I've heard, Hero sold them out."

Sidekick groaned, their eyes fluttering as they fought to stay awake.

"Sidekick? Sidekick it's me, Henchman."

"They promised," they muttered, "they promised they wouldn't."

"Sidekick, what are you talking about? Come on we have to get you out of here."

Henchman, with some help from Villain, hoisted Sidekick to their feet, arm around them, holding them up.

"Hero promised," there were tears in their eyes, "they promised they wouldn't sell me out."

Henchman's grip turned tighter in anger as they led Sidekick away, towards their car.

"Hero will pay, Sidekick, I promise."

Sidekick just slumped against them and Villain helped carry them to the car and buckle them into the back seat.

"Hero will pay," Henchman repeated, and Villain nodded.

"This went too far."

June of Doom Day 17

"Don't lie to me"

| Accident | Doubt | Gaslighting |

Cw: Mentions of car accident, manipulation, gaslighting.

Short ik but i am stressed so i apologise

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Whumpee huddled in the corner of their room and chewed their nails, desperately trying to remember exactly what had happened.

They were sure they'd driven into the tree trunk by mistake. There was a squirrel in the road and they swerved.

But Whumper was saying differently. They said Whumpee was trying to kill them. They said Whumpee did it on purpose.

And Whumpee wasn't even sure what to think anymore.

They remembered the squirrel. They remembered swerving. But Whumper had been so convincing.

They rocked back and forth, brow furrowed as they thought, until they heard the tell tale sounds of Whumper coming down the steps.

They froze.

"Now Whumpee, are you going to admit what you did?"

"I don't- I don't know!"

Whumper tsked and strolled over to where Whumpee huddled on the floor.

"Don't lie to me," they hissed, and Whumpee flinched away.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Whumper began to chant, almost instinctually.

"You will be."

I have found a different prompt list to follow but i swear I'm gonna follow it. Things are coming.

For anybody looking to do more whump in June, some fellow whump fans encouraged me to make a prompt list!

Please feel free to participate with original or fan works of any kind (writing, photos, gifs, mood boards, videos, songs, whatever creative medium your heart desires!). You can do one or all of the prompts on any given day, and if none are to your liking, check out the alternate prompts!

My only rule is that you tag your stuff with proper warnings, plzkthnx.

And don't forget to tag your entries with #juneofdoom so I can reblog them here! Have fun!

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