June Of Doom Day 16

June of Doom Day 16

"At least it can't get any worse"

| Stairs | Concussion | Hammer |

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

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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.

June of Doom Day 10

"Can you hear me?"

| Starvation | Shackle | Hiding |

Cw: Mentions of torture, the prompts above.

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"Villain, you better come out now, if I find you first you'll wish you'd never been born."

Superhero staked through the corridor of the prison. Villain had managed to escape their cell, Superhero still wasn't sure how, and now they were hiding.

"Can you hear me, Villain? Don't make this harder than it has to be."

Villain crouched behind a steel drum. They tried not to make a sound but their breathing was heavy and their heart was beating too loudly. They hadn't eaten in days and even just running from their cell down the corridor to where they hid had taken it out of them.

They clamped a hand over their mouth as they heard Superhero draw closer.

"Come on out, I'm losing my patience."

Villain squeezed their eyes shut, holding their breath as they heard Superhero stop right in front of the barrel they hid behind.

There was silence for a moment, but then the barrel was thrown to the side and Villain's eyes shot open in fear as they beheld Superhero glaring down at them.

"Found you."

Villain tried to back away but they were cornered, and they could only yelp as Superhero grabbed their arm and yanked them up, beginning to drag them back to their cell.

"You're here because you're a bad person, Villain. You need to be punished. We're trying to help you, can't you see?"

Villain begged and pleaded as they tripped over themselves trying to keep up with Superhero, but Superhero paid no heed and soon they were thrown onto the cold ground of their cell.

"This ought to stop you running away again," Superhero muttered as they clamped a shackle attached to the wall around their ankle.

"Now, I promised to beat you earlier, didn't I?"

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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June of Doom Day 7

"What's the bad news?"

| Disoriented | Bite | Chainsaw |

Cw: Kidnapping, ambiguity. I didn't use the chainsaw on my whumpee cause I'm not that cruel to poor Sidekick.

Exams have begun so tragically it will be a bit of "post schedule who?" for a while, but I'll do my best to keep posting every day!

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Sidekick watched through half-lidded eyes as Villain hefted the chainsaw and began hacking at the door. They were groggy and tired, their head pounding, and all they could hear was the beating of their heart and the roar of the chainsaw.

They knew they had to do something. Stop them. Get away. But they could barely form a sentence, let alone get up and run.

"Villain," they managed, "Let me- let me go."

Villain let go of the weapon and dropped it to the floor, not even looking at Sidekick, only at the fresh cuts they'd made in the wooden door that separated the two of them from the outside door. That kept Sidekick inside headquarters.

"None of that now Sidekick, I'm trying to help you."

They stepped back, gauging the distance, before bringing their leg up and kicking the door with all their might. It rattled. They did it again. And again. Until the door crashed to the ground outside.

Sidekick flinched at the noise.

Villain leant down and scooped Sidekick up, carrying them like they were nothing out the door and towards their car. Sidekick was too weak to do anything against them.

Villain managed to swing the car door open and lower Sidekick in without too much hassle, but as they tried to buckle them in, Sidekick did the only thing they could. They bit them.

"Ow, fuck. Did you just bite me? What the fuck, Sidekick?"

Villain pushed them back against the seat, one hand firmly on their chest, the other pulling the seatbelt across and buckling it.

Villain pulled away, cradling their hand. "Don't fucking bite me again, okay?"

They climbed into the driver seat and sped away from headquarters, Sidekick getting more and more groggy until they finally fell unconscious.

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AN: short ik but I'm trying. I like the ambiguity in this though. Like is villain caretaker or whumper? Who knows. Not me cause all I know is stress. If anyone wants to send asks feel free cause God knows I need the inspiration. I'll set up a proper pinned post for my blog whenever I find my sanity.

June of Doom Day 9

"I should have listened to you"

| Sprain | Defiant | Smoke |

Cw: threats, aggravating injury, creepy whumper

I had fun with this one cause the tags were so random, and who doesn't love a defiant whumpee?

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Whumpee lay on the ground, clutching their sprained ankle, and tried to drag themself away from Whumper.

Whumper continued to advance though, and Whumpee was nowhere near fast enough to escape them. Whumpee coughed, feeling the smoke begin to claw its way into their lungs. The fire was getting closer. The heat was beginning to scorch the air and the smoke was thickening with each passing second as Whumper drew closer. The smoke didn't seem to affect them in the slightest.

Whumper crouched before them and grabbed their ankle, yanking them towards them. Whumpee yelped in pain.

"You thought you could get away? Aw Whumpee, did you really think you could escape me?"

Whumpee tried to scramble away but Whumper's grip on their ankle was solid.

"I told you I'd burn down this house if you ever returned, but you never listen. I'll tell you what, if you beg me to take you back, it you admit you should have listened to me, I'll help you back home and fix up this ankle of yours. And if you don't..." Whumper twisted their swollen ankle, eliciting a cry of pain from Whumpee, who began to curse them out.

"I'll never beg you, psychopath!"

Whumper chuckled. "Aw, it's cute that you think that. I'll have you begging soon enough." And with that, they yanked Whumpee even closer and readjusted their grip, standing and beginning to drag Whumpee by their injured foot, right towards the flames.

Whumpee squirmed and kicked but Whumper was too strong, and they could do nothing but scream as they were dragged over the burning furniture.

June of Doom Day 11

"We're out of time"

| Firearm | Backseat | Self-Defence |

Cw: the prompts above, beating

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Villain slammed his foot on the gas and the car shot out onto the road. They served and narrowly missed a few lamppost and pedestrians before making it onto the narrow road and taking off. They could hear the revving of the engines behind them as Superhero followed.

They cursed and swerved around onto a side street as the bullet began raining down onto them.

Hero groaned in the backseat. "Keep your head down," Villain ordered, ducking themself as a fresh wave of bullets came shattering the back window.

They didn't look up in time to properly avoid the car parked in front of them, and Villain swerved dangerously, the car careening into a wall.

The airbags deployed and all Villain could hear in those moments was ringing. They were vaguely aware of hands grabbing them, yanking them from their seat, and they only came to when the cold barrel of a gun was pressed to their head.

"You'll die for this, Villain," Superhero sneered, but before he could pull the trigger, Villain batted the gun away. They were on their feet in seconds, swaying slightly as they vision blurred, but they managed to block Superhero's first punch.

But not their second.

Villain hit the ground with a loud thud, and they didn't even manage to roll over before a kick was landed on their stomach.

Villain coughed blood, cursing, but Superhero just laughed.

They leaned down for another blow but were cut off by Sidekick.

"Superhero. We're out of time," they said hurriedly, gesturing to where a small crowd of civilians was gathering.

"Take them away. Lock them up somewhere nice and cozy until I find some time to deal with them."

Villain could only groan as they were hauled up and thrown in the backseat of a car, just watching as a half-conscious Hero was carried away by Superhero.