Whumpril 2023

Whumpril 2023

Coincidence

Day 6: “Don’t push me away.”

Contents: TW blood, bruises, and burns, Caretaker, Whumpee, Signs Of Abuse, Stormy Weather, Reluctance To Accept Help, Fear, Begging, Whimpering.

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The clouds rolled in, dark and heavy. It took no time for the rain to start pouring on unsuspecting people who had been deceived by the clear skies mere minutes ago. The rain fell like pins and needles at rapid speeds. The wind was unmerciful to anyone without a windbreaker or even those with umbrellas.

“Fuck.”

Dolion ducked into the nearest alley way. The wind couldn’t reach him in between the brick buildings, except for the occasional channel that swept pass him. He got his phone out from his right pocket and called for a ride.

Soft crying could be heard just barely, practically carried by the wind. Dolion looked to his left, further down the alley way. He had only just noticed a crouched figure behind a dumpster. Should I help them? He took a few step towards the figure. His footsteps were louder than he would have liked them to be, no thanks to the expanding puddles that have almost engulfed the concrete. The closer he got, the more noticeable the crying became.

Not wanting to scare them, Dolion let out a light, “hey.”

The crying turned into whimpering, they’re legs pulled closer into themselves. Dolion came into view of the figure and was taken aback by the sight. The sniffling man was littered with bruises and fresh cuts that had dry blood washing away with the rain. They were sitting in a puddle dyed a faint red. It took him too long to notice the burn on their cheek, as if an iron was pressed to their face. They only had a t-shirt and shorts on, they shivered from both the rain and the fear.

“p-p-ple-se d-don’t h-h-hurt m… me.”

The man looked up with pleading eyes through his wet, matted hair. They were red and puffy. Dolion crouched in front of him. The man very noticeably flinched.

“I’m not going to hurt you. I-I want to help you. What happened to you?”

The man tucked his head into his legs, not wanting to answer. Dolion took his jacket off and threw it on top of the mans head and shoulders. The man quickly shoved Dolion to the ground. He tried to press himself impossibly further into the wall and curled back up into his ball, practically ignoring the jacket as if he hadn’t noticed it was on him.

Dolion, surprised by the reaction, simply got up to his crouched position again. He reached for the jacket so that he can readjust it. He anticipated the man’s movements this time. Dolion grabbed his arms before he could use them causing him to whimper.

“Don’t push me away.”

The man tried to tug his arms away from Dolion but he was clearly too weak to resist.

“I gave you my jacket, I want to help you. Please don’t be scared.”

The man stopped his struggling and took a moment to finally notice the jacket that had been covering his head. Dolion released his arms, but the man kept them in the air. Dolion reached for the jacket and adjusted its position so the rain wouldn’t hit the man’s face.

“Is that better?”

The man nodded, taking back his arms and tucking them away. “Th-thank y-you sir.” He still seemed tense, but clearly confused by the act of kindness.

Before Dolion spoke up, he heard a honk to his right. He looked over and saw his ride. He was happy to get out of the rain, but he didn’t want to leave this man here.

“How about we get you out of this storm?”

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Date: April 6, 2023

Taglist: @whumpril

I love how when I say I’m going to post something or even commit to anything that’s internet-based my wifi just takes a crap on me. Like ‘no, you actually aren’t allowed to make any commitments and be able to stick to them, that’s just nonsense.’

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Whumpril 2023

Pleasure in Pain #8

Day 5: Dragged

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I swear I start these on the day but don’t get to finish them until days after.

Contents: TW silver burning/ restraints, TW stabbed, TW fear, TW electrocuted, Failed Escape Attempt, Vampire Whumpee, Dragged Out From Under A Table, Multiple Whumpers, Whumper Turned Whumpee.

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Cordova waits long enough for him to be sure that Rojan won't be able to hear anything. He immediately uses his free foot to kick off the restraint on his other foot. At first the silver burns his heel and he has to take a break. Once his skin heals from the burns he hits the restraint one more time and it go flying across the room. He waits in silence to make sure nobody heard him. The coast is clear. He picks his lower body up and folds in half. His feet are now near his retrained wrists. It's an awkward angle, and in no way comfortable, but he manages to get a few good hits on his right restraint before it falls off the table. He takes a break and catches his breath. This time he uses his free hand to hit his left restraint once, it's practically split in two from the sheer force. Any sign of the silver burning his skin has been erased by his healing. The adrenaline is clearly keeping him motivated to keep going and to stay on his feet.

He freezes when he hears a sound come from the corner of the room. He turns his head slowly in the direction of the sound. He's pleasantly surprised by the sight of a mouse squeaking in the corner. He's clearly on edge. He gets off the table and quietly walks to the door... it's silver. Fuck. He was able to handle the small silver restraints, but even looking at this tall, purely silver door makes him feel dizzy. Cordova tries to hold the handle of the door, but immediately jumps back from the pain now lingering in his palm. How is he going to get out of here?

He looks around the room for anything that can help him. There's thick towels stained with red. He grabs them and practices holding the restraints with them. He doesn't feel anything. This could work. He walks back over to the door, taking a deep breath, Cordova reaches for the handle with the towel in hand. No pain. A smile appears on his face, he pulls the door, but immediately stops when he hears it scratch the floor. He waits for any indication that someone is coming.

Nothing. This time he pulls the door in increments of two feet until it's wide enough for him to get past without touching it. Cordova quickly steps out of the room not wanting to waste another second in there. Theres a hallway leading straight to a flight of stairs. As he walks down the barren corridor he sees the old tattered metal wall flaking, the concrete floor holding a hint of smeared red that lead into other doors found on either side.

Cordova is light on his feet until he makes it to the flight of stairs. This time, to his delight, the door at the top of the staircase is wooden. He carefully makes his way up and lays his ear against the door. He can hear something bubbling, but no voices or footsteps. Is it possible that they are both gone? He grabs the knob and turns it until the door cracks open. He peeks through. He sees a kitchen and a dining table. There's a pot on the stove actively boiling something. They're still home. He doesn't see them or hear them, where are they? Pushing the door open quietly, he steps into the kitchen. On the right there appears to be a living room and a hallway that leads to the rest of the house. No sign of them. Cordova takes a look at the curtains. There isn't anything shining through. He tugs at them to see if sunlight floods in, nothing. He peeks outside and sees the sun setting.

He jumps slightly at the sound of the pot boiling over on the stove. Then the sound of a door clicking open makes his heart jump out of his chest. He quickly gets under the dining table out of panic and didn't make a sound. Why am I hiding, I'm a vampire? He thought to himself for only a moment before seeing footsteps walk past the table and towards the kitchen, effectively reminding him why he's terrified. The pair of white heels stood by the boiling pot, Cordova had assumed Lilith was the owner.

"Rojan! Dinner is ready!" Lilith yelled, it was the first time Cordova had heard her voice so loud.

Rojan soon came down the hall in his brown combat boots, his footsteps were heavy, indicated by the creaking floor boards.

"I'm starving Lilith, everything smells so good right now." Rojan said in an eager tone.

"Well maybe you should make dinner once in a while so that you won't have to wait on me." Lilith said annoyed.

"I swear I'll cook tomorrow, I'll grill some burgers for us, okay love?"

"Fine. I suppose thats acceptable." Lilith couldn't help but smile a little.

Cordova... he was sitting as quiet as a mouse under the table unsure of what his next move should be. This wasn't the best outcome of the situation, but he had yet to be caught. He suddenly saw Lilith came over to the table and Cordova tucked his legs against his chest. She placed the pot on the table and both her and Rojan pulled their respective chairs out from under the table. Cordova quickly pushed himself as far as he could against the end chair blocking his way. The legs of Rojan and Lilith accompanying him under the table.

"You know love, I do believe I smell something divine, don't you?"

"I do believe I smell something exquisite as well."

Cordova held his breath, his heart rate increasing, his palms beginning to sweat. Why were they talking like that? Nobody moved a muscle.

"Cordova~." Rojan said in a singly voice.

Cordova's heart dropped into his stomach. His breath was shallow and his body was shaking.

"Would you be so kind as to come out so that we won't have to force you to." Rojan's voice was calm and almost lighthearted.

Cordova had hoped that they were just bluffing and were just being paranoid. They were just trying to pry a reaction out of him, but how could they know he was there? He didn't move, he held onto to the hope that they weren't being serious and that they didn't actually know he was there.

Rojan slammed his hands on the table while pushing himself off of his chair. The table shook and Cordova put his hand over his mouth as if it would help him. Rojan crouched down and looked under the table, his deadpan face accompanied by his silver eyes didn't let on a hint of mercy for the cowering vampire. Cordova hiccuped into his hand, and that triggered Rojan to give a cheshire smile.

"Cordova~."

Rojan quickly grabbed the vampires ankle and dragged him out from under the table. Cordova yelped and tried to scramble back under the table. Rojan had a firm grip. He grabbed a knife from the table and stabbed it into Cordova's leg. Silver. The vampire groaned as the utensil seared into his skin. He was pulled out again, this time he didn't move. Rojan pulled the knife out, then stepped above the vampire, crouching down closer to his shaking body.

"Poor Cordova, so close... yet so far."

Cordova pushed Rojan into the door that led to the basement. Cordova quickly got up and ran into the hallway, he could see a door at the end of it. He sprinted and quickly grabbed the door knob. Electricity flowed through his hand, up his arm, and spread like wild fire all throughout his body. His hand released the knob and he stumbled back. His body twitched from the lingering electricity. It was difficult for him to focus, but his arm reached for the door.

"COME HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Rojan seethed with anger and kicked Corodva's body into the door in front of him. "That's TWICE you've thrown me into a wall you fucking blood sucker."

Cordova was sightly winded from the impact of the door. He turned around and faced Rojan, pressing his back against the door.

"You're in for a world of hurt kid."

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Date: April 5, 2023

Taglist: @whumpril @turn-the-tables-on-them

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hai hai how are youuu also wanted to say that the many links in the masterlist just take me to the eleventh chapter could you plz plz plzzz fix it so that i may read the other chapters too

Hey! I’m doing great. I hope you’re doing wonderfully. I can absolutely fix my Masterlist. If I’m being honest I haven’t been on Tumblr for like two months, so thank you for telling me. I’ll fix it soon. Have a lovely day!

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Whumpril 2023

Pleasure in Pain #5

Day 2: “Get some rest.”

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I know I’m a day behind, school isn’t helping, but I still want to write so I’m just going to go at my own pace.

Contents: TW amputation, TW blood, Chainsaw, Vampire Whumpee, Lady Whumper, Whumper Turned Whumpee.

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Lilith had her arms crossed across her chest, her fingers tapping rhythmically on her bicep. Her eyes were scanning Cordova’s body top to bottom. She finally fixed her eyes to his feet and Cordova’s gaze followed.

“You know, I might have been able to help your legs heal faster by cleaning them up, but your feet are in no position to heal anytime soon. I could cut them off if you want them to heal faster.”

Cordova’s eyes widened. He was finding it harder to believe that she spoke of the act of amputation so nonchalantly. Of course he didn’t want to lose any limbs, he knew they would grow back, but who would wish to be amputated, let alone experience the pain? “N-no it’s fine, I-I can wait for them to heal.”

“Oh please, I’m providing you the mercy of amputating your limbs that have basically become ash. You won’t accept my help?”

“I-it’s not that. I-I just, um, I’ve been without bl-”, Should I say that? What good would it do to tell her I need blood? She obviously knows that and hasn’t offered. “I’m not exactly healing at the highest rate right now.”

“That’s true, you need blood to keep up with your regeneration. Either way, the dead skin has to come off somehow and I don’t have hours to just to peel it off myself.”

She turns around and walks straight to the tools, more like torture devices, and hovers her hand above them as if trying to feel for the right one. She reached to her right and grabbed a chainsaw.

“I think this one would be able to do just the trick. It’ll be able to go straight through the bone. This is definitely the most efficient way. I promise it’ll be worth it.”

Lilith crept forward, teasing the sound of the saw. Cordova’s body shivered. She stood in front of him, holding the chainsaw so that it grazed his right foot. He twitched at the cold steel and his heart rate exponentially increasing with every individual tooth of the saw that took turns touching his skin. “I-I d-don’t think tha-”.

“Didn’t you say you were going to cooperate? That I could do anything I wanted? Why are you being so defiant when you know it won’t change the outcome?”

“I-I’m just-”, scared, “-will you get it over with quickly?”

“If you don’t struggle, it shouldn’t take more than 10 minutes. I’ve had practice.”

Lilith places the saw firmly just above his right ankle. Cordova’s whole body tensed, his fingernails squeezing into his palms, he shut his eyes and faced away as if it would help him forget about what’s about to transpire.

“I’ll tell you what, tomorrow I’ll tell my husband to not do anything to you, so you can heal. Aaannd if you behave, then I’ll consider throwing in some pigs blood.”

Was she seriously bargaining right now? Of course I don’t want to get hurt, and pigs blood tastes like shit but it’s better than nothing. Cordova simply nodded hoping that was enough for her as he prepared himself. Lilith took that as her cue to start immediately.

The sound of the chainsaw echoed off the walls and filled Cordovas ears. The moment the chain hacked into his flesh his shut jaw was pried open by his drowned out screams. He could feel his blood splatter onto his thighs and hands. He reeled his head back as far as the table would allow. His wrists pressed into the silver restraints causing a searing pain that couldn’t compete against what he was experiencing. The chainsaw, relentless, moved passed the muscle and tendons and provided a new sensation that stopped any noise from coming out of his mouth. The chain hit his bone with a force that caused it to rattle up his right leg. Cordova swore he could feel it crack with the power of an earthquake. His foot was hanging slightly off on one side, practically doing some of the work for Lilith as it pulled on the other side. She finished but cutting off the remaining flesh. His foot hit the ground with a thud as the chainsaws visceral sound died down. Cordova hadn’t realized he was crying until he heard his own sobs, he grimaced as he inhaled sharply as if trying to keep his screams to himself.

“One more~”, Lilith said in a singly voice.

Before Cordova could mentally prepare himself, Lilith started to repeat what she had done to his left foot. Halfway through, Cordova was barely conscious, not making a single noise, eyes fluttering. His other foot dropped to the floor. Lilith placed the chainsaw down on the floor and picked his feet up like they were shoes. She walked towards the table and pulled out a waste bin dropping both into it. She wiped her hands on her coat and picked up the chainsaw as to put it back where she found it. Lilith pressed the button and the table leveled itself out horizontally. Cordova didn’t react, if anything it made it easier for him to slip into unconsciousness. Lilith made her way out, but before closing the door she turned to look at Cordova.

“Get some rest.”

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Date: April 2, 2023

Taglist: @turn-the-tables-on-them @whumpril

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