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Training

The whumpee's employers know that they're likely to be captured so before sending them out on a dangerous mission that they may well not return from, they are trained to ensure they don't give anything up.

They're hurt over and over by their own people, punished for talking and begging and making too much noise, until they can take it in silence. They don't hate their instructors. They know it must be done.

Will the training come in useful? Or will their enemy try another approach, offering kindness instead of pain and rendering their training useless?

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Hello! I'm afraid it's been... a long while since I've been properly on here. Would anyone be willing to assist me with the finding of a certain fic? I can't quite remember the characters name or premise, but I will tell what I can. It is about a slave, or a pet, owned by a kind master (and maybe mistress?) I don't believe it was the Callum series, but it may have been? Vague, I apologize. I remember that there was discussion of a present, or a gift. It was a simple black box, the main pet character had changed into old clothes/no clothes in order to not make his master/mistress have to remove the clothes from his corpse after they euthanized him. They weren't planning on doing it, but through miscommunication the pet genuinely believed they were going to do it to him. If anyone knows this series, or the author, please let me know! Thank you!

#whump #tw: euthenasia #help #fic seeking

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Baldur's Gate 3 is wonderful inspiration. Astarion himself, he is a wealth of ideas. : )

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Beta Reader Requested

Would any one be interested in being a beta reader for a new fic of mine? It isn't finished/still in the rough drafts stage and the CW list is long. Fandom Based: The Magnus Archives Main Characters: Daisy Tonner and Jonathan Sims cw- cannibalism cw- dehumanization cw- object insertion (not sexual) cw- supernatural torture cw- conditioning cw- panic attacks cw- force feeding (not sexual) cw- whumpcare cw- starvation/dehydration Beginning Paragraph Jon looked so pretty when he cried. His head would throw back, he would make such adorable little noises like he was trying to stifle himself, and when the tears he was holding back would push harder and harder against his eyes and finally began to fall he would sniffle. He would arch his back if he was tied loose enough and thrash. Oh he would thrash, and sob, and scream loud enough that he would choke on his own blood as he coughed. And once he started screaming, he couldn't stop. It was as if a gate had been opened in him and he was beautiful.

#beta reader #fandom referenced #whump #panic attacks #conditioning #dehumanization #starvation #dehydration #the magnus archives #rough draft

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So, I haven't been here in a while. What are everyone's thoughts on whump still?

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So I really REALLY hope this isn't weird, I just love your writing. I think it's really really good, you do suspense and emotion so well. Your detective story was so beautifully done even though I know it was so long ago. Anyway I hope you have a good night.

Thank you!

#I'm baaaaaaaack

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Another year added to the tally.

NSFT A03 coming soon.

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Warning: Past kidnapping, intimate whumper, wounds/injuries, whumper-turned-caretaker.

"What are these?"

Whumpee swallowed, trembling arms wrapping around themself as they looked down at the tiled floor beneath them. They had tried so hard to resist letting Whumper bathe them purely because of the scars and bruises littering their skin. They were ashamed of them.

"Who did this to you?" Whumper tried to ask a better-worded question. They hooked their finger under Whumpee's chin and tilted it up, gently stroking their face. That's all Whumper had ever been, even when they'd first taken them.

Gentle.

"M-my roommate," they whispered. "I'm sorry. I tri-ied to hide them b-but I'll- I'll do better..."

"You've done nothing wrong. Look at me, Whumpee. I'm here now, okay? No one will ever hurt you again."

Whumpee whimpered, stepping closer to the only person who'd ever been kind to them. Whumper immediately bundled them up into their arms and held them tight, tenderly running their fingers through their hair.

They had never taken Whumpee to hurt them. In fact, that was the last thing they wanted from this. All they wanted was the opportunity to love and worship them like the perfect being they were, and drastic measures had to be taken to ensure that they didn't leave again.

They realised now, however, that was not going to be a problem.

Whumpee didn't want to leave.

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I'm done.

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Something has gotten into Whumpee. Literally. It will kill them if Caretaker doesn't dig it out quickly. "I'm sorry... this will hurt..." Caretaker says before, before chasing the parasite down, trying to ignore Whumpee's screams as Caretaker inflicts far more pain than the parasite did, praying that medical help will arrive in time to save Whumpee from the damage Caretaker is forced to do when the parasite hides itself deeper in Whumpee's body... .

Additon to the forced surgery to remove a parasite prompt: Caretaker also praying that Whumpee passes out from the pain. So they don't suffer. But if Whumpee does pass out Caretaker panics that Whumpee passed out from bloodloss.

Ouch! 😈

#!! #oh I like this #tma vibes #if anyone writes this #please tag me? #parasite #surgery #screams #tw bugs

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Demon’s Haven | three

his name is Envy, it just hasn’t come up yet

warnings: self-harm for blood magic purposes, past torture, broken bones, bowing, begging

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masterlist, previous

Haven stood at the mouth of the cave, debating whether to enter or not. She didn’t actually have a choice, but wanted to pretend for a moment that she did. Today was the final day the summoning circle and protection runes would hold up. After that, the demon would run loose in the city if she didn’t send it back. Obviously a more pressing concern than the curiosity that prompted her to summon a demon in the first place, but she wanted to make her deal and didn’t think it would have taken this long to do it. When she’d asked others in the city coven about their experiences, none of them had said anything about trouble like this. They told her the demons were more than ready to make deals—eager, even. Of course they would be. Like a sleazy salesman ready to trap an unsuspecting witch into an expensive trade—one that would benefit only one side of the engagement.

This demon didn’t want anything to do with her. She’d plainly stated she wanted a spell removed from a grimoire she’d found—a protection charm that made it unable to open, something more powerful than she could counter on her own—but even with her request, the demon still kept up that pitiful act. It had cowered and whimpered at the barest mention of using its powers, begging and pleading with her that it would be good. What in the realm was that even supposed to mean?

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#demon whumpee #witch caretaker #tw self harm #begging #captivity #demon's haven #This is really good!!!

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This is Charles. He wants to go on a journey around tumblr. could you show him around?

#I apologize #welcome to hell #also known as Florida

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Movie Rating: Whump Edition

Movie: The Truman Show Rating: 7/10 Physical Whump: 6/10 Emotional/Pyschological Whump: 9/10 Main Whump Points: Gaslighting throughout the entire movie. A scene where a character is held at knifepoint due to fear. Creepy/Intimate Whumper with a god complex. Attempted drowning scene. Conditioning and created memories. The removal of people that try to interfere. The international viewing of a life.

Overall Review: I'm not a huge fan of Jim Carrey, but I think he did wonderfully in this role. He portrayed a man who came to realize that he was being manipulated by given a sense of false freedom, and how the effects of that can make one seem mad. It does have a bit of a strange pacing at first, but once you watch further it makes sense.

#eli's whump rating #movie rating #the truman show #drowning #emotional whump #physical whump #psychological whump #gaslighting #conditioning #defiant whumpee #captivity #god complex

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SPIDER-MAN (2002) dir. Sam Raimi

#hero #villain #face grabbing #gentle whumper #(in this scene) #masks #weakened hero #sam raimi #spider man 2002

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I haven’t seen much with human furniture before, think you could do something with that?

It ached. Its wrists and knees hinges had swollen long ago from the way it had been postured. Everything was focused on that, and only that. It wasn't like Whumpee had much choice... it didn't even remember if it had a name, or what it looked like. The only relief it ever got from the never ending silence was when its owner would grace it with the sensation of something being placed on it.

It had learned long ago to never change position while being used. That led to swift punishment, which was usually whatever liquid was currently on it, poured. Hot was always the worst, but cold usually left it feeling sticky until its Owner decided to spray it down. The stream was a welcome relief and it wished it could thank Owner.

The cold weather was the worst. The rain, too. It hated the tiny stinging needles that would pierce through its casing, and the cold made its hinges burn more than usual. It would sometimes cry when it rained, but it didn't know why. Why would it cry? It was just furniture.

#human furniture #dehumanization #whump #sensory deprivation #vague on purpose #might rewrite this

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Weaponized Villain

I saw this post and had to write something.

Warnings: dehumanizing, not thinking oneself as human, drugging, force feeding, mental torture, physical torture, weaponizing a person, tongue cut out

And probably more, so let me know

*not edited*

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Villain groaned as he felt his body shift from the uncomfortable position he was stored in. His world felt so dizzy, not that he could see it- only red lights to point out heat waves as he tentatively opened his drug leaden eyes.

"Come on Villain, get your butt up." His handler pulled on one of the mechanic arms forcibly, sending Villain's heavy limbs tumbling forward. The suit absorbed most of the shock, but Villain still felt the impact in his mind.

"You have a job to do," the handler made a tutting sound. Villain grunted, trying to push himself up fortified arms, but failed miserably. The sedative was only recently inserted and not enough time was granted for him to recover from it.

Every night, when he was of no use anymore for the boss, Villain would be force fed by a tube inserted directly into his stomach. Then, a needle would shove its way into his veins to give him his mandatory "rest", but really it was so that he wouldn't move during storage.

"Fine, I guess we'll have to do this the hard way." Villain tensed up, anticipating the next onslaught. His mind ran over the countless ways he could be tortured into submission: electric shock, temperature shifts, burning, or just straight on, miserable pain.

The first bout of electricity sent Villain directly into a seizure. His body rattled as his mind went blank, blacking out for a moment. His body couldn't handle torture, or any form of abuse and pain anymore. He was too weak, the suit the only thing keeping him alive and conscious.

Villain came to after what seemed like only a second. He groaned, his head falling limply to the side. Every part of him hurt, and he knew more pain would come, but he was too exhausted and fatigued to do anything about it.

"The audacity." A boot rammed into Villain's side. He coughed, opening his eyes to blackness. Knowing that, he realized that he was probably in front of a crate in the storage container with his handler behind him.

"Get up, you loser, or I will have the boss doing his mind thing."

Villain squirmed at that, forcing himself up onto shaky limbs. He grunted with the effort and fell backwards. He would've toppled on the ground again if it wasn't for his handler grabbing his arm and yanking him upright.

"Get a hold of yourself," the handler growled, dragging Villain along with him. He blindly stumbled around. The boss had not bestowed the ability to allow him to see nonliving objects.

"There is a hero gathering down on main steet. You are to kill them all. Boss will be in charge of your actions, and you are going to follow them or-" a jolting pain went through Villain's arms "- your muscles will be burned."

Villain nodded solemnly, walking around in his robotic outfit. He hated this, but he had to do it. One time, when Villain did not listen, the boss took control of his mind, filling it with horrid thoughts of wanting to kill. After a few hours trapped in that mental misery, Villain gave up. He just allowed it to happen, and eventually- though he would never admit this to himself- he actually started to believe it.

Killing was his thing, it was what he was good at.

He was a weapon, surgically modified and trained to perform specialized tasks.

He didn't remember his life before that first operation, so he decided that he didn't have one. He was made and had no family or friends- those gifts were given to people, not weapons.

Especially not villainous weapons.

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Villain stared at the scene in front of him. The boss gave him his eyesight back, even though that was very limited. People gathered around a small stage, though they had no shape, just shape. Like that mattered, Villain forgot what a facial expression looked like anyways.

His hands wavered in front of him, ready to punch the first hero in sight. Though, looking at the crowd, it didn't seem like they were all heroes.

No, they weren't. There were civilians and children. This wasn't a stand against the heroes, this was a massacre. A full, unnecessary bloodbath.

"What are you waiting for?" Boss's voice growled so closely in his earpiece. "Attack."

Villain gulped and stepped forward. The crowd quieted as faceless pixels turned and looked at him.

"Stop right there!"

Villain didn't, he had a job to do.

A shot rang out, ricocheting against the metal of Villain's suit. He barely registered it. The crowd ran in all sorts of directions, but Villain easily swooped down and plucked one of them, throwing them against a building. The civilian hit the wall and fell motionless.

"It's one of Supervillain's drones, destroy it!" The heroic order rang throughout Villain's ears, but the words sent a dreadful feeling to his gut. The heroes thought he was a drone, nonliving; they didn't know of the person underneath. No, Villain shook his head. That was inappropriate. He wasn't human.

Then, so suddenly, the world was turned off for him, leaving him floating.

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"That, that is not a drone."

Those were the first words spoken as Villain regained consciousness. He screamed. He was in so much pain. He hoped frantically that the needle would be inserted soon, drowning out any pain and thoughts. He wasn't that unconsciousness so badly, even though he hated it.

"It- he, he is a human."

No. This was a test. The boss must've shut off Villain's consciousness, sending him into a trance-like state where he just listened and didn't think. Now, upon awakening he had to pass a test. If he didn't pass...

"Take off the helmet, those wires and glass pieces are digging into the side of his face."

Villain tried to pull away. The boss would be so mad if he failed.

"He's awake." The words sounded much more near now. "I didn't know he was awake. Hey, can you speak?"

Villain didn't reply. He couldn't, and not by conditioning.

He had no tongue.

It was one of the first things taken away from him, his speech.

"Okay, I think he's in shock. We are going to take off this suit, okay? We think it's digging into your left artery," a feminine voice spoke. Villain recognized it distantly as Hero.

Villain couldn't stop them- his body too immobile and weak. Instead he laid there with half lidded eyes, still obscured by the little cameras and electronic microscopes over them.

However, he did managed a guttural sound when the mask was pulled at. All the wires and tubes sticking into his head and through his brain and face ripped painfully.

"It's attached to him."

Villain breathed heavily, finding himself rapidly blacking out. He couldn't take this pain anymore.

He just couldn't.

#Please tag me if you write more! I love this already. #villain whumpee #supervillain whumper #hero caretaker #torture #electrocution #body horror #mutilation #dehumanization #conditioning #sensory deprivation #captivity