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EEEEE I LOVE IT SMMMMMMM!!! YES I LOVE WHUMPEES KNEELINGGG!! MANIPULATIVE AND CREEPY WHUMPERS ARE THEEE BESTTTT!!
And thank you for the tag <3
silly drabble with new format because it's fun
prompt by @unforgivenn (the prompt). cws for captivity and creepy whumper.
— You know — Whumper whispered. — I've never felt this way about anyone before. — They caressed his cheek. — You're special to me.
Whumpee tilted his head away. The heavy chains attaching the cuffs on his wrists to the wall tingled when he moved, and he wanted more than anything to get out of the kneeling position he found himself in.
— Oh, don’t be like that — Whumper said, in a dreamy tone. Whumpee just squeezed her eyes shut. She wanted this nightmare to end. — Don’t do that, sweetie.
Whumper grabbed his chin and forced his face in place. Whumpee knew better than to keep closing his eyes, and when he opened them, maybe a little too late, Whumper was looking at them in cold disappointment. She shivered.
— Sometimes, it seems like you don’t care about what I do for you. — They gripped strongly on her chin. — You would rather go without all the care I have for you? Would you rather go without the meals I provide you? Would you rather go without the fancy baths I give you? — With each word, Whumper’s voice became louder, and their grip on Whumpee’s chin, tighter. He needed all he had in him not to try and turn away. Not like he could anyways...Whumper’s hands were as heavy as the restraints on his wrists.
— And you keep quiet? — Whumper said. — Not even a single word?
— I...I’m sorry.
— Tsk — Whumper looked away, letting go of his face. Whumpee did not understand why, until he heard Whumper speak again, a strange emotion in the edges of their voice.  — I should go. I will bring you up tomorrow. — They wiped a tear off their eyes and stormed off the door.
Whumpee could only stay in place, her head hanging at the same position it ended up in when Whumper dropped her, kneeling in the dark and cold basement as the door was closed between her and the outside, absorbing in the information that Whumper was crying. And because of him?
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unforgivenn · 2 days
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Villain hummed softly, his eyes fixeted on the glinting blade in his hand, as if it were an ancient artifact. With a deliberate slowness, he lifted his head just enough to catch the gaze of the hero, whose face had dropped in despair.
A small, twisted smile crept across the villain's lips as he wiped a trickle of blood from the knife's edge. "Every scream," he began, his voice a chilling whisper that sent shivers down the hero's spine. The hero flinched at the sudden sound, their fear palpable in the air.
"Every tear." Villain continued, closing the distance between him and hero where they were tied up, helpless and at their mercy.
"Every single ounce of pain you endure" He put force into his words, suddenly gripping hero's jaw, forcing them to meet his gaze. The hero's frozen pale face bore with bruises, cuts and dried tears of previous tortures they endured from villain's hands.
"All of it that you endure" Villain murmured, his voice low and menacing. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against the hero's ear, ensuring that every word he said cut through the silence like a blade.
"Only brings me closer to my ultimate victory"
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unforgivenn · 5 days
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"have you ever...regretted what you did to me?"
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unforgivenn · 5 days
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SHACKLED BY ROYALTY
#1 :THE BEAST'S PET
CW: abduction, captivity, slight whump, coercion, power dynamics, pet whump, drugging, defiant whumpee, swearing, dominant whumper, slavery
Noah woke to the jolt of the wagon hitting a rut in the road. Darkness surrounded him and he could only think he was blindfolded. The cloying scent of sweat and fear clinging to the air like a suffocating shroud. Disorient and groggy, he blinked away the remnants of his sleep, his senses gradually coming alive to the harsh reality. He suddenly sat up frantically shaking his head as if the tightened blindfold would somehow magically fall off.
"H-Hey!! Let me out of here!!" His body ached from the unforgiving jostle of the wagon, every bone protesting against the place he was in right now. Chains rattled with each bone-jarring bump in the road, a chilling reminder of the shackles that bound his wrists and ankles, tethering him to a fate he dared not contemplate.
"Where are you taking me?!!" Noah's screams only grew louder when no response was given. His heart beating so fast as if it would jump out of his chest. "ANSWER ME! SOMEONE!" He quietened when he heard a "tch" near him.
A deep, South American accent cut through the darkness like a blade, sending a shiver down Noah's spine. "Didn't expect him to wake up this early. And he's awfully loud," the voice mused, its casual cruelty sending a chill through the air.
Noah's heart pounded in his chest as he felt a rough hand grab his arm, the sting of a needle piercing his skin sending shockwaves of numbness coursing through his veins. Just then he heard whines around him. There were people. More people like him. Gradually, the numbness from the injection site started to spread.
Noah tried his best to speak something. Something that could catch the attention of other people there. He felt confused.
Who were these people? And where the hell were they taking him?
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Abruptly, the cart lurched to a halt, the sudden cessation of movement sending Noah sprawling against the unforgiving floor. He woke with a small cry of pain, his heart hammering in his chest as he listened, breath held in fearful anticipation.
Footsteps approached, heavy and purposeful, accompanied by the jingle of chains and the murmured voices of unseen captors. Noah's pulse quickened, dread pooling in the pit of his stomach like icy tendrils of dread.
Two muscular arms went under each of Noah's underarms holding him up.
"Where are you taking me?!" he cried out, his voice raw with fear, but his captors remained silent, their faces hidden in the shadows.
One of the guys patted Noah's head leaving him more enraged.
All of a sudden, he was thrown to the ground before he was being manhandled to be in a kneeling position with multiple chains on his neck, ankles and wrists holding him in place allowing his captors to have full control over him.
As the blindfold was ripped away, Noah blinked against the harsh light, his eyes adjusting to the sight of his surroundings. It seemed like some sort of a court room? His mind was still clouded up from the drug that was given to him.
"W-What the fu-" A harsh slap shut him up.
"Shush. The young prince will be here any second" Prince? What the fuck was happening?? He wanted to question more but knew better than that. It felt like a scene right out of Hollywood.
Suddenly, he saw the men around him which he thought were most probably the guards bowed down to a young man. Noah raised his head up as to see who it was before a rough hand in his hair forced his head back down only allowing him to see the man's piercing green eyes. The man whom they called the "young prince" stayed quiet. The tension in the room visibly increased before a deep voice spoke.
"Leave us." The guards were quick to retreat from their position and going out of the court room. Noah was about to get up from his kneeling position before flinching at the harsh voice. "Stay still slave!"
"Slave?!" Noah's voice wavered with disbelief, but the harsh slap that followed left him reeling, his cheek stinging with the sting of humiliation. He heard the man tutting.
"Oh dear" He sighed. "It's going to take a lot of time to break that swearing and defiance from you.. But.."
The man grinned, the smile no other than a vicious beast's. He leaned closer, his teeth barely just grazing the other's ears before he whispered. "Oh how I'll enjoy seeing you squirm and beg me to spare you" Noah's body practically froze, terror filling his eyes.
Desperation clawed at Noah's chest as he dared to question his captor's authority. "W-Who are you...?"
But the prince's response sent a chill through his bones—a predatory grin twisting his lips as he whispered promises of torment and submission.
"I'm Andrey. Son of Viktor Kozlov," the prince declared, his name a whispered curse that echoed in Noah's ears. "You will address me as 'sir'."
Noah's blood ran cold as the weight of his situation settled upon him. This was no mere kidnapping—it was a descent into a nightmare from which there would be no waking.
As the reality of his situation sank in, Noah's world spun on its axis, his mind racing with unanswered questions and unspoken fears. With each passing moment, the weight of his captivity grew heavier, a suffocating shadow looming over him, threatening to consume him whole.
Noah only knew this was going to be one hellish of a ride. And only god knew when it was going to end.
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unforgivenn · 5 days
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In the dimly lit room, Whumpee sat huddled in a corner, arms wrapped protectively around themselves in a feeble attempt to give themself comfort from the insufferable pain. Their eyes darted nervously towards the door as Whumper entered, their presence sending a shiver down Whumpee's spine.
Whumper began with an unsettling calmness, the kindest smile playing on their lips. A simple facade to get Whumpee on their fingertips. "My dear Whumpee.." Their voice dripped with false sweetness and pity. "You know my love for you is boundless.. But it comes with expectations"
Whumpee squeezed their eyes shut, their heart sinking. Whumper had loved them so much. And They couldn't even give them back the love that was given to them. They were so.. so selfish.. "I-I'm trying.." They stammered, their voice barely above a whisper from the unrelenting embarrassment. "Please.. I-I'm doing my best" Whumpee's voice cracked, tears filling up in their closed eyes which were too ashamed to meet Whumper's eyes.
Whumper's smile faltered, replaced by a cold glint in their eyes. "Your best isn't good enough" They spoke in a mocking manner hiding a threat under the grey covers of what they said. "But if you meet my expectations, oh, how wonderful our relationship can be."
Whumpee whimpered, their breath coming in a hitch. They knew what whumper expected- Submission, Obediance, compliance. "I-I'll do anything sir..." Whumper simply smiled at their innocent victim.
"That's like it whumpee." Whumper patted whumpee's head, a touch in which whumpee completely melted in. It was as if they hadn't been touched in forever. And Whumper was the one to let them feel it again. How generous whumper was..
Whumper turned around to go as whumpee was left alone in their dark abyss once again, silently resigning themselves to the endless cycle of manipulation and abuse.
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unforgivenn · 5 days
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Sneak peek of a little sketch that I'm doing right now of a character very soon to come which will most definitely never be completed because I'm lazy af.
I'm more of a traditional artist than a digital one not considering how I *kept* making random dots with my hands all around the drawing which took a ton of time to clear.
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unforgivenn · 6 days
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SHACKLED BY ROYALTY
#1 :THE BEAST'S PET
CW: abduction, captivity, slight whump, coercion, power dynamics, pet whump, drugging, defiant whumpee, swearing, dominant whumper, slavery
Noah woke to the jolt of the wagon hitting a rut in the road. Darkness surrounded him and he could only think he was blindfolded. The cloying scent of sweat and fear clinging to the air like a suffocating shroud. Disorient and groggy, he blinked away the remnants of his sleep, his senses gradually coming alive to the harsh reality. He suddenly sat up frantically shaking his head as if the tightened blindfold would somehow magically fall off.
"H-Hey!! Let me out of here!!" His body ached from the unforgiving jostle of the wagon, every bone protesting against the place he was in right now. Chains rattled with each bone-jarring bump in the road, a chilling reminder of the shackles that bound his wrists and ankles, tethering him to a fate he dared not contemplate.
"Where are you taking me?!!" Noah's screams only grew louder when no response was given. His heart beating so fast as if it would jump out of his chest. "ANSWER ME! SOMEONE!" He quietened when he heard a "tch" near him.
A deep, South American accent cut through the darkness like a blade, sending a shiver down Noah's spine. "Didn't expect him to wake up this early. And he's awfully loud," the voice mused, its casual cruelty sending a chill through the air.
Noah's heart pounded in his chest as he felt a rough hand grab his arm, the sting of a needle piercing his skin sending shockwaves of numbness coursing through his veins. Just then he heard whines around him. There were people. More people like him. Gradually, the numbness from the injection site started to spread.
Noah tried his best to speak something. Something that could catch the attention of other people there. He felt confused.
Who were these people? And where the hell were they taking him?
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Abruptly, the cart lurched to a halt, the sudden cessation of movement sending Noah sprawling against the unforgiving floor. He woke with a small cry of pain, his heart hammering in his chest as he listened, breath held in fearful anticipation.
Footsteps approached, heavy and purposeful, accompanied by the jingle of chains and the murmured voices of unseen captors. Noah's pulse quickened, dread pooling in the pit of his stomach like icy tendrils of dread.
Two muscular arms went under each of Noah's underarms holding him up.
"Where are you taking me?!" he cried out, his voice raw with fear, but his captors remained silent, their faces hidden in the shadows.
One of the guys patted Noah's head leaving him more enraged.
All of a sudden, he was thrown to the ground before he was being manhandled to be in a kneeling position with multiple chains on his neck, ankles and wrists holding him in place allowing his captors to have full control over him.
As the blindfold was ripped away, Noah blinked against the harsh light, his eyes adjusting to the sight of his surroundings. It seemed like some sort of a court room? His mind was still clouded up from the drug that was given to him.
"W-What the fu-" A harsh slap shut him up.
"Shush. The young prince will be here any second" Prince? What the fuck was happening?? He wanted to question more but knew better than that. It felt like a scene right out of Hollywood.
Suddenly, he saw the men around him which he thought were most probably the guards bowed down to a young man. Noah raised his head up as to see who it was before a rough hand in his hair forced his head back down only allowing him to see the man's piercing green eyes. The man whom they called the "young prince" stayed quiet. The tension in the room visibly increased before a deep voice spoke.
"Leave us." The guards were quick to retreat from their position and going out of the court room. Noah was about to get up from his kneeling position before flinching at the harsh voice. "Stay still slave!"
"Slave?!" Noah's voice wavered with disbelief, but the harsh slap that followed left him reeling, his cheek stinging with the sting of humiliation. He heard the man tutting.
"Oh dear" He sighed. "It's going to take a lot of time to break that swearing and defiance from you.. But.."
The man grinned, the smile no other than a vicious beast's. He leaned closer, his teeth barely just grazing the other's ears before he whispered. "Oh how I'll enjoy seeing you squirm and beg me to spare you" Noah's body practically froze, terror filling his eyes.
Desperation clawed at Noah's chest as he dared to question his captor's authority. "W-Who are you...?"
But the prince's response sent a chill through his bones—a predatory grin twisting his lips as he whispered promises of torment and submission.
"I'm Andrey. Son of Viktor Kozlov," the prince declared, his name a whispered curse that echoed in Noah's ears. "You will address me as 'sir'."
Noah's blood ran cold as the weight of his situation settled upon him. This was no mere kidnapping—it was a descent into a nightmare from which there would be no waking.
As the reality of his situation sank in, Noah's world spun on its axis, his mind racing with unanswered questions and unspoken fears. With each passing moment, the weight of his captivity grew heavier, a suffocating shadow looming over him, threatening to consume him whole.
Noah only knew this was going to be one hellish of a ride. And only god knew when it was going to end.
Taglist: @anutz1234 @ash-reh @miireux134 (Let me know if you want to be added <3)
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unforgivenn · 6 days
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whunmpee that breaks my heart the most isn’t whumpee that is terrified, but whumpee that is happy — not a feisty kind of happy where they laugh and mock whumper, but an innocent, childlike and naive kind of happy where they don’t know what is about to happen to them. they still think that they are safe, even when they’re held captive by whumper, because they are so pure and innocent that they don’t know there are bad people in this world.
they don’t understand what they did wrong when whumper tortured them. they don’t understand why any of this is happening. they were literally smiling innocently when they were escorted to the room in which they’d be tortured.
this literally fucks me up. I need caretaker to come save them asap :(
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unforgivenn · 7 days
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Alright, here's my idea.
A whumper couple "fighting" over their whumpee, both of them wanting to torment them in their own ways (one can be a brute force trauma type whumper and the other can be a more creepy mind games whumper, i like that pairing) and Whumpee cant figure out if they're glad that they're being "saved" from the other or if they're more terrified that they're being fought over since the whumpers are getting increasingly violent and theyre afraid one might kill the other to keep them forever, and if that happens than it'll be a nightmare either way cause both whumpers are awful
(Thanks for the request!
TWs for cursing, fade to black beating/torture, mentioned drugging, creepy whumper (sfw))
“You’re putting too much thought into it. Just beat them,” Whumper 1 complained in an annoyed tone.
Whumper 2 circled Whumpee’s unconscious form like they were prey, thinking of all the ways they could make their life miserable. Many of the ways didn’t even involve touching Whumpee at all.
“You’re never any fun,” Whumper 2 chided. “You’re not considering how satisfying it is to play into fear,” they said cooly.
“We’re not here to play,” Whumper 1 said gruffly. “We’re here to retrieve information.” They pushed past Whumper 2 and kicked Whumpee in the chest, rudely waking them up. Whumpee coughed and groaned at the force of the kick. They were still a bit weak from what they’d been drugged with.
Whumper 1 stepped forward again to continue the assault, but Whumper 2 stopped them. “No no—let them wake up all the way. We want them to experience all of this.”
Whumper 1 rolled their eyes in frustration and turned around to look for something to hit Whumpee with in the meantime. While they were gone to the other side of the room, Whumper 2 smirked and knelt down next to Whumpee.
“We can make this so bad for you,” they whispered, taking a fistful of Whumpee’s hair and pulling. “You’ll be telling us what we need to know very soon. And after that, you’ll be begging us for death.” Whumper 2 leaned in closer so that their lips brushed Whumpee’s ear. “And we won’t give it to you.”
Suddenly, Whumper 2 was pulled away by the collar of their shirt and up to face Whumper 1, who glared at them dangerously. “That’s enough. You’re wasting time. Use your fists, not your head.”
Whumper 2 looked back at Whumper 1 smugly with no fear. “You don’t want to get in my way, friend.” They pulled a small pocket knife just barely out of their pocket, flashing it. “I can dish it out just as well as you can. I just prefer not to.”
“Is that a threat?” Whumper 1 growled, pulling Whumper 2 closer. The two were in a standoff.
Whumpee, who was just waking up still, managed to push themselves away a little bit. They were honestly relieved that the two were fighting—it took the attention off of them. Meanwhile, they couldn’t imagine being left alone with one of them. They balanced each other out. Whumper 1 could kill them just with their fists if they were alone with them too long, and Whumper 2 would make them wish they were dead with the psychological torment. They didn’t know which they hated most.
Slowly, they scooted themself to the corner to get away from the two as silently as possible. Upon doing this, Whumper 1 turned their head and dropped Whumper 2. “The fuck you think you’re doing?”
Whumpee whimpered and pressed themselves against the wall. They should’ve just stayed where they were.
“Listen…I think we should compromise here,” Whumper 2 said with a grin. “You do what you’re good at, and I’ll do what I’m good at. It’ll be so much for the poor thing. They’ll have to confess what we need eventually.”
Whumper 1 crossed their arms, thinking on it for a moment. “…Fine. But you don’t get to touch them. I want all their bruises to be mine.”
Whumpee shrunk in terror as both tormentors approached them.
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unforgivenn · 8 days
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cw: guro, guts, blood, torture
a sketch with nikolay!
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unforgivenn · 9 days
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In the dimly lit room, Whumpee sat huddled in a corner, arms wrapped protectively around themselves in a feeble attempt to give themself comfort from the insufferable pain. Their eyes darted nervously towards the door as Whumper entered, their presence sending a shiver down Whumpee's spine.
Whumper began with an unsettling calmness, the kindest smile playing on their lips. A simple facade to get Whumpee on their fingertips. "My dear Whumpee.." Their voice dripped with false sweetness and pity. "You know my love for you is boundless.. But it comes with expectations"
Whumpee squeezed their eyes shut, their heart sinking. Whumper had loved them so much. And They couldn't even give them back the love that was given to them. They were so.. so selfish.. "I-I'm trying.." They stammered, their voice barely above a whisper from the unrelenting embarrassment. "Please.. I-I'm doing my best" Whumpee's voice cracked, tears filling up in their closed eyes which were too ashamed to meet Whumper's eyes.
Whumper's smile faltered, replaced by a cold glint in their eyes. "Your best isn't good enough" They spoke in a mocking manner hiding a threat under the grey covers of what they said. "But if you meet my expectations, oh, how wonderful our relationship can be."
Whumpee whimpered, their breath coming in a hitch. They knew what whumper expected- Submission, Obediance, compliance. "I-I'll do anything sir..." Whumper simply smiled at their innocent victim.
"That's like it whumpee." Whumper patted whumpee's head, a touch in which whumpee completely melted in. It was as if they hadn't been touched in forever. And Whumper was the one to let them feel it again. How generous whumper was..
Whumper turned around to go as whumpee was left alone in their dark abyss once again, silently resigning themselves to the endless cycle of manipulation and abuse.
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unforgivenn · 9 days
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DIALOGUES FOR MANIPULATIVE WHUMPERS !!
Please tag me or lmk if you use any of these ❤️
"You know, I've never felt this way about anyone before. You're special to me."
"I can't stop thinking about you. You've completely captivated me."
"I love you in a way I've never loved anyone else. You're different."
"I love you so much, it hurts me to see you in pain. But it's for your own good."
"I only hurt you because I care. I want what's best for you, even if you can't see it right now."
"If you really loved me, you'd understand why I have to do this. It's because I love you that I have to push you."
"I love you, but you have to prove yourself to me. Show me that you're worthy of my love."
"If you do exactly as I say, I'll show you just how much I care for you."
"I love you more than anyone else ever could. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."
"Those people who say I don't love you are just trying to tear us apart. They're jealous of what we have."
"You're just confused right now. Trust me, I know what's best for us. I love you too much to let you make a mistake."
"Oh, darling, I hate to see you suffer. But you know I only do this because I care about you."
"I'm sorry it had to come to this, but you left me with no choice. It's for your own good, believe me."
"If you really loved me, you'd understand why I had to do this."
"I need you to trust me. You're the only one I can count on in this world."
"Don't you see? We're meant to be together. That's why I'm willing to do whatever it takes to keep us together."
"If you behave and do as I say, maybe I'll consider showing you some kindness."
"Prove to me that you're worthy of my love, and maybe I'll let up on you a little."
"You'll earn my affection when you start acting like you deserve it. Until then, you're on your own."
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unforgivenn · 9 days
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COURT UPDATE AMENDMENT
Here is the fundraiser I mentioned in my original court update post...it's a lot in a short amount of time so if you can't donate, I understand, just send me hugs and spread this. 💖
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unforgivenn · 10 days
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Just wondering but how do you pronounce your name? :) Also luv your writing!!
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OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH ISTG 😭😭
As for my name "Remy". It's kind of hard to explain how to pronounce it tbh🥲. The 'e' is pronounced like the 'ae' in aeroplane (American English). And the 'y' is just pronounced like 'ee'. So all together its kind of like 'Raemee'. I hope its understandable 😭 But tysmm for asking because most of the people they pronounce it wrong.
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unforgivenn · 13 days
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Sneak peek of a little sketch that I'm doing right now of a character very soon to come which will most definitely never be completed because I'm lazy af.
I'm more of a traditional artist than a digital one not considering how I *kept* making random dots with my hands all around the drawing which took a ton of time to clear.
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unforgivenn · 14 days
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I just absolutely *love* cheerful whumpers. Like come on, those "dark and mysterious" whumpers are good, But there's already a lot of them! What we need now are whumpers who smile and giggle while cutting whumpee's skin. Whumpers who draw cute shapes into whumpee's skin while watching whumpee squirm and cry out in pain. Whumpers who speak threats as if they were chatting about their afternoon tea. There's just something about these whumpers that send a chill down the spine.
"Oopsie Daisy! Did I nick you there? My bad! But don't worry I'll make it up with something even more fun!"
"Absolutely perfect! Let's see if you can hit those high notes again hm?"
"Now, Now no need to be afraid! I promise this won't hurt.. much. But oh! The expressions you make are priceless! You're quite the artist with your pain, my dear"
And whumpee's just sitting there bound, looking at horror with how someone could be this insanely sadistic. And even if they did get out, noone would believe them. Because how could such a sunshine do such horrendous things!
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------Please skip the below part if you want to because its just me rambling about the flood that just happened in my area
There was a huge flood in Dubai, Oman, and Saudi. One of my friend's car broke down in the rain. The metros shut down and the water was leaking through people's windows including mine even though I live on the 31st floor!! Water flooded into people's houses and cars were completely submerged. A bus flipped over in the water, and CHILDREN DIED THERE! Bismillah and the fact some of the people keep insulting the children themself is just disgusting. School's were off for about the last 3-4 days. We got a message from the Authority that Cloud Seeding would be done. Who knew it would get so out of hand that a fucking flood happened in a damn desert!
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unforgivenn · 14 days
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ok so superhero whump scenario:
Villain is Hero's favourite 'bad guy' to fight. Villain never really hurts anyone with their actions, and anything they steal is usually anonymously returned within a few days. The worst crime they've really committed is property damage. Hero is convinced they're just doing it for fun, as evidenced by Villain's very melodramatic and performatively cheesy attitude during their confrontations
Eventually, Villain disappears. Hero assumes they just decided to put down their cape and mask, though is a little saddened that they now don't have any real 'comic relief' in their day-to-day villain fighting.
A few months later, Hero is in Superhero's HQ when they come across a locked door they hadn't noticed before. Overcome with curiosity, they figure out how to get it open and take a peek inside.
Even without their iconic costume or mask, Hero would recognise Villain anywhere. Villain looks awful. Emaciated, bruised, scarred, curled up in a shivering ball in the corner of what Hero now recognises as a cell. How long has Superhero kept them here? And why? Hero doesn't know, all they do know is that this is wrong, and that their old rival needs their help, Superhero be damned.
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