Vampire Whump Prompt #1

Vampire Whump Prompt #1

"I said open your fucking mouth," Whumper growled, fingers digging deeply into Whumpee's jaw. In their other hand, rough looking pliers set with the intent of gripping whatever they touched.

"Your fangs are too long."

Introduction!

Now that I’ve settled into my new blog nicely I think it’d be nice to finally do a proper introduction as I’ve never actually made one

Fellow Whumpers! I’m S! She/her, 26, and located somewhere in Europe.

I specialize in making whump art and comics! I make both n$fw and $fw art. I do not have a very good writing skill but I occasionally dabble. I’ve been active in the whump community for about 3 months before moving to this primary blog.

My favorite tropes are:

Male only whump

Pet whump/captivity

N0n/dubc0n My Beloved

Drugging

Emotional manipulation/psychological @buse

Intimate/creepy whumpers

Conditioned and defiant whumpees both have my heart

See my art here!

Some of my favorite whump blogs: @undertheburrow​ @lonesome–hunter​ @deluxewhump​ @whatgoeswhumpinthenight​ @whumpwillow​ @kween-pinescales​ @whump-cravings​ @whump3000​ @awfulwhumpsideblog​ @crowned-avery​ @canniboylism​ @rat-father​ @danswhumpdump​ @whumpzone​ @galaxywhump​ @darklyria​ @whumpnoire​ @your-local-vamp​ @cupcakes-and-pain​

Could you do a series of lines of a defiant whumpee breaks down over time? I'm having trouble portraying it properly.

First day.

“You think you’re scary? Fine then. Do your worst.”

Fifteenth day.

“H-How long are we gonna be doing this, huh? M-Might– might as well let me go at some po— AGH!”

Thirty-first day.

“Yes, Sir..? Nah, that’s fucking weird, I’m not calling you—...I- I mean.. Y-Yeah. Sorry, Sir.”

Fiftieth day.

“No, no no wait! I- I’m sorry Sir, I’m sorry for mouthing off, just please..don’t...”

???????????th day.

“S-Sir please. No more, I– please. I’ll behave.”

VINE INSPIRED OC ASK GAME

Send in a reference to a vine and I'll answer the question based on that!

ADAM! - Does your OC smoke? Vape?

You Are My Dad - What is/was your OC's relationship with their parents like?

Stop Calling Me Chicken Little - How brave is your OC?

Four Female Ghostbusters? - Is your OC involved with anyone?

What Up, I'm Jared - How booksmart is your OC?

Road Work Ahead - Can your OC drive?

Welcome to Bible Study - Is your OC religious?

So No Head? - What is your OC's temperament like?

Merry Chrysler - Does your OC celebrate any holidays?

Two Shots of Vodka - Does your OC drink?

Oh My God, They Were Roommates - Does your OC live with anyone?

Who! Want Lasagna- Is your OC good at cooking?

I Won't Hesitate, Bitch - Who are your OC's close friends?

Hi, My Name is Chelsea - What's your OC's favorite meal?

"A Child" "No" - Does your OC like kids? Do they want any?

Actually, Megan, I Can't Sit Anywhere - Does your OC have any medical conditions?

Two Bros - What's your OC's sexuality?

Zach, Stop - Does your OC get in trouble a lot?

Wrow - Is your OC good at flirting?

I Was in a Band - What's your OC's favorite kind of music?

Just wanted to say a quick thank you for all the love and support I’ve got from the Whumper/Whumpee lines I posted a while ago. I never thought that it would get this much attention ngl. It gave me a huge confidence boost, you don’t even want to know lmaooo. I will do my absolute best to post more lines, so that ya’ll can read some more good stuff. Anyway, thanks a lot everyone! I really appreciate it😊.

Could you another drabble with a masochistic whumpee?

(tw: restraints, masochism/sadism)

“You like this, don’t you? You revel in it.”

Whumpee shot Whumper a dangerous glare, sagging in the chains on the ceiling that held them up. Everything in their face told Whumper no, they don’t like this, they want it to stop.

But their body wanted more, needed more, it was an insatiable thing. Every punch to the gut lit a fire in them, every slap scratched an itch deep down they didn’t know they had. Even Whumper’s degrading words urged them to listen, to want to hear more.

“F…fuck you. Fuck you.” Whumpee wouldn’t give. They knew how obvious it was, how their pathetic body looked in that moment, but they still had their dignity. They wouldn’t let that monster strip that away too.

Whumper took a moment to admire what was in front of them. A doll at their disposal. A face with so much anger despite their body being like a magnetic force to everything Whumper had to give them. Such a beautiful contradiction.

“I know how much you want it,” Whumper drawled. The poor little growl that escaped Whumpee’s lips filled them with even more delight. They picked up the nearest item, they didn’t care to look. Anything would satisfy their needs at this point.

“So why don’t I give it to you?”