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Victor Hugo I owe you my life for putting Barricade Day in Pride Month I know you did this for me

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https://www.polygon.com/23669602/tiktok-fanfic-ao3-book-binders-harry-potter

Just a tidbit of information provided to me by a relative.

#creative writing #fanfiction #news

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found these instructions in a notes file of mine and figured someone here might appreciate it

For when your whump has lost its bite step by step guide:

choose a victim. whatever character you currently want to rotate in your mind.

identify Traits. how they present themself, and how they tend to solve problems. things you can pull apart like stringy cheese. do they have a brave front? do they tend to talk their way out of situations?

identify fears and stressors, and strum them in ways that target relationships. things like trust issues, or uncertainty in a relationship.

in a stressful situation, how will they act Exactly Like Themselves? how will they act differently? will a façade crack? will a fast-talker bargain or will they go quiet?

mess around with details to see what changes. the emotional response to a kidnapper vs hostile environments vs horror monsters vs eldritch horrors vs completely alien aliens, etc, can be very different. maybe they’re used to the elements but targeted malice is foreign to them. maybe they know how to bargain but something they can’t talk to is horrifying, be that a monster, an alien, or a storm. see what happens when you take away their favorite tools. what happens when the manipulator can’t speak, or the one who relies on friendship is alone?

always keep pushing it. ignore the instinct to give them a better time. see if you can take it further. dreams and fucked up nightmare dimensions can be helpful for Pushing if you don’t want to actually kill a character or similar permanent damages.

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Livestock

This is a fanfic/RP me and @whumpsday did together! I edited it out a little bit. Not posting the whole thing because… you people DESERVE cliffhangers!

Just kidding. I’m not editing this entire thing at once. You’ll get the rest, don’t you worry. Bellamy looks down at the crate on his doorstep in horror. What have they done to this poor human?

The vampire who brought the crate is saying something, but all Bellamy can hear is ringing in his ears. Who could do this to someone?

"I trust that you want it?" Bellamy snaps out of his shock. The other vampire is looking at him expectantly.

He steps forward immediately, getting between the vampire and the crate. "Very well then, I shall take it from here. You may be about your business now," he says firmly, shooing the other vampire away.

The other vampire nods, all business. In a flash, he's gone--away from Bellamy's territory, back to his own.

Bellamy kneels down to get a better look at the human. They're in absolutely horrible shape. What could a mere human have done to warrant cuffs and a muzzle in the first place?

Inside of the crate, a figure is huddled--eyes downcast, expression sullen. Short black hair decorats this human's face.

Tired, sad brown eyes flick up towards Bellamy's red ones. The human closes them again, almost immeaditely. With a sigh, the human shakily rests its head against the side of its crate, with all the weariness in the world.

Bellamy feels the strong, all-encompassing pain of his heart breaking, flying off in pieces. The hole left behind searing pain, like ice meeting fyre, in his chest, that wrapped back around over and over and over again, throbbing just like a physical flesh wound would.

The look in this poor person's eyes...

In that moment, Bellamy knows he cannot stand to allow this pour soul to remain trapped for even another mere moment.

"It's alright, dear," he manages to choke out. "I will not harm you. You have my word." He unlocks the crate. "Why don't we go inside and I'll get those dreadful things off you, hm?"

The human had been scared, when they'd shoved him in the crate. The human had been scared, when they'd forced his hands into metal, forced his mouth to be shut. The human had been scared, when they'd just left him, in a dark, empty room, for... well, he doesn't know how long for. Long enough to regain his sense of mind... and then immeaditely wish he hadn't.

Now, he had been unceremoniously dropped here--at the mercy of yet another vampire. The human gave off a quiet sigh, and made no move to come out, instead settling for resting his head against the bars and closing his eyes. He'd only have a few seconds, he knew, before he would be hauled out of the crate by his neck.

The human doesn't come out. He must feel safer in there, Bellamy reasons.

"That's quite alright," he assures. "You stay where you're most comfortable. My name is Bellamy Verta, as it were. I'll simply take the entire contraption inside, then."

He picks up the crate with ease, taking care not to jostle the human inside, and takes it into his living room, where he sets the crate down on the floor.

"You may come out whenever you're ready. There is no need to fear.”

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No. 17 HANGING BY A THREAD: Stress Positions

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Please reblog this post if you are a whumper/member of the whump community.

Let the experiments continue.

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Thank you @theres-whump-in-that-nebula and everyone who got me to 10 reblogs!

Hi all, I have another piece of The Light of the New Moon for you all! This segment is the build-up to the last component of this arc of my story. But do not be dismayed! I have so much more in store!

The Light of the New Moon

Part 5

Lorelei began to worry.  Nocturna had still not woken up.  The full moon was tomorrow.   She knew that at that point, Nocturna would be at her strongest.  She sat and puzzled over her notes.   It was day five since her last experiment.  She was starting to worry for her own safety.  What if Nocturna never woke up.... she shook her head at the thought. Erubus wanted to know how the progress was going.   They needed to be sure that Nocturna would be unstoppable when exposed to the toxin.  She was to be their key to winning this war, their secret weapon. Lorelei slammed her tome shut and then strode over to Nocturna's unconscious body.   She knelt beside her snd felt for her pulse.   It was present but much slower for a lycan.   She continued with a head to toe assessment.   She paused at Nocturna's injured ribs.   She gently ran a finger down her torso.   The skin where she applied the aconite salve had the appearance of a chemical burn.   It looked as if it were still in the early stages of healing.

"What have I done to you..." Lorelei whispered.

At the sound of these words, Nocturna sighed and spoke as if smarting off in a tired voice.  " Well, let's see, I've been here for nearly a month now.  You barely feed me enough to survive on. I am frequently subjected to your excrutiating experiments.  After which, I barely have enough time to heal before you chain me up again and perform an additional test.  I may have faked being unconscious just so I could have some respite as your experiments leave me feeling fatigued. No, I think that is an understatement!!!! However, if you must know,  my body no longer hurts, but I tell you, if I had the energy, I would tear you limb from limb!"  

Lorelei beamed hearing Nocturna speak.  "Well, I must say I am impressed.  It is encouraging to hear that your pain has subsided." 

Nocturna smirked at her words.  

"There is just one question.  How long do you intend to keep me here?"

Lorelei finished writing in her log before speaking.

"Well, there is only one more experiment.  After that, you will be free to join the rest of your pack.   My work will be done.  I only will need to see how it effects you while in your werewolf form.  So, tomorrow night, you will be subjected to one final test.  Oh, don't worry.  I intend to bind you in silver so that you will have difficulty escaping.   I have a bit more planned as well, but where is the fun in telling you everything I have in store? 

Lorelei laughed sinisterly.

"For the time being, I suggest you get some sleep."

Nocturna nodded and felt compelled to obey her captor. As much as she wanted to retort, she knew she needed the rest.

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Trypanophobic Whumpee ✨

Whumpees who hide their wounds to avoid medical attention, out of fear rather than pride.

Whumpees who scream and sob and plead when Caretaker brings them to the medic/doctor/hospital.

Whumpees who are too quiet and submissive, terrified to act out.

Whumpees who are jumpy and completely snap at the first sudden move.

Whumpees who lock themselves in the bathroom to delay the inevitable.

Whumpees who want to be sedated but not with a syringe/IV, anything but that.

Whumpees who can't stop reliving the trauma of being physically restrained in the past.

Whumpees who try to flinch back, to run away, and find themselves in Caretaker's gentle but unyielding embrace.

Whumpees whose hands shoot out in self-defense only to be grabbed and held by Caretaker.

Whumpees who have to tell Caretaker, voice hushed, about their phobias, and watch the horror and sympathy spread over Caretaker's face.

Whumpees who only trust Caretaker to get anywhere near them, even if Caretaker is holding a needle, not knowing why they feel safe when they should feel scared.

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Caretakers who can't decide if it's better to tell Whumpee where they're taking them or if it would be a mercy to keep the secret just a little longer.

Caretakers who know about Whumpee's phobias and feel the crushing guilt as they force Whumpee to live through their greatest fears for their own good.

Caretakers who don't know what's worse, the utter betrayal in Whumpee's eyes or the resignation once they stop fighting.

Caretakers who have to tell Whumpee to Don't look over there, eyes on me, you'll make it worse for yourself if you look.

Caretakers who know if they should stay quiet, tell Whumpee what's happening, soothe and distract with words, show them how to breathe deep and steady.

Caretakers who scream just as loudly as Whumpee when the medics/nurses have to hold Caretaker back from fighting the ones who are holding Whumpee down because Caretaker knows it's wrong.

Caretakers who apologize and praise Whumpee, even- especially- when Whumpee knows they were not brave, but they got through it anyway.

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Please reblog if you like these, and tag me if you use them or have any recs that use them! I would love to read! 💜

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A short comic for a zine

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THIS

Credit: artsydoe

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Hi all, I have another piece of The Light of the New Moon for you all! This segment is the build-up to the last component of this arc of my story. But do not be dismayed! I have so much more in store!

The Light of the New Moon

Part 5

Lorelei began to worry.  Nocturna had still not woken up.  The full moon was tomorrow.   She knew that at that point, Nocturna would be at her strongest.  She sat and puzzled over her notes.   It was day five since her last experiment.  She was starting to worry for her own safety.  What if Nocturna never woke up.... she shook her head at the thought. Erubus wanted to know how the progress was going.   They needed to be sure that Nocturna would be unstoppable when exposed to the toxin.  She was to be their key to winning this war, their secret weapon. Lorelei slammed her tome shut and then strode over to Nocturna's unconscious body.   She knelt beside her snd felt for her pulse.   It was present but much slower for a lycan.   She continued with a head to toe assessment.   She paused at Nocturna's injured ribs.   She gently ran a finger down her torso.   The skin where she applied the aconite salve had the appearance of a chemical burn.   It looked as if it were still in the early stages of healing.

"What have I done to you..." Lorelei whispered.

At the sound of these words, Nocturna sighed and spoke as if smarting off in a tired voice.  " Well, let's see, I've been here for nearly a month now.  You barely feed me enough to survive on. I am frequently subjected to your excrutiating experiments.  After which, I barely have enough time to heal before you chain me up again and perform an additional test.  I may have faked being unconscious just so I could have some respite as your experiments leave me feeling fatigued. No, I think that is an understatement!!!! However, if you must know,  my body no longer hurts, but I tell you, if I had the energy, I would tear you limb from limb!"  

Lorelei beamed hearing Nocturna speak.  "Well, I must say I am impressed.  It is encouraging to hear that your pain has subsided." 

Nocturna smirked at her words.  

"There is just one question.  How long do you intend to keep me here?"

Lorelei finished writing in her log before speaking.

"Well, there is only one more experiment.  After that, you will be free to join the rest of your pack.   My work will be done.  I only will need to see how it effects you while in your werewolf form.  So, tomorrow night, you will be subjected to one final test.  Oh, don't worry.  I intend to bind you in silver so that you will have difficulty escaping.   I have a bit more planned as well, but where is the fun in telling you everything I have in store? 

Lorelei laughed sinisterly.

"For the time being, I suggest you get some sleep."

Nocturna nodded and felt compelled to obey her captor. As much as she wanted to retort, she knew she needed the rest.

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so… i made a uquiz.

it’s kinda whumpy. it’s dastardly. it’s very gay.

it’s “how would you be defeated as a villain?”

there is:

a lyric question (yes, i know, but it’s short and fairly mainstream, i guarantee you’ll know at least one if you’re on this website)

trigger warnings at the beginning

gay shit ✨

please take it. or don’t.

https://uquiz.com/J4quB0

love you all, see you all next time i crawl out of my chasm xx

ps: a tw that’s too long for the uquiz desc: for romance repulsed folks such as myself, know that one of the possible results is romantic, and some of the questions are also romantic, with one sexual implication. stay safe !

pps: please tell me if you think i missed a tw

#a bit of fun #whump

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"You're our prisoner, now. You've also just been through hell. So, you're going to get fixed up, whether you like it or not."

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The nocturnal prowler, at whom we have allowed the reader a glance, proceeded in that direction, searching this immense tomb. He looked around and held a hideous review of the dead; he walked with his feet in the blood. All at once he stopped. A few paces before him in the hollow way, at the point where the pile of dead ended, an open hand, illumined by the moon, emerged from a heap of men and horses. This hand had on one finger something that glittered, and was a gold ring.

— Les Misérables, The Battle-Field By Night (Illustration From Le Rayon D'Or Collection, 1977)

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tw conditioning, manipulation, training, captivity

"I can't... I can't... Please... I can't, I'm so tired, please..."

"Shh..."

Whumpee flinched and started sobbing anew as Whumper reached out to scoop them into their arms, not realising for a good while that this wasn't the precursor of another horrible torture session. Whumper was just... holding them.

"I bet you're tired... Anyone would be, after all that exhausting work and training... But you did so well..." Whumper was gently rocking them back and forth, and Whumpee couldn't help but finally, finally relax. Their whining slowly died down, giving their raw and aching throat a well-deserved break; they even allowed themself to close their eyes. "There you go, precious. Rest."

Oh, just those words alone could've made them cry again.

"We didn't make a lot of progress today, I suppose," Whumper went on, making Whumpee tense up once more. "But we made some progress. And that's all that matters."

Whumpee let out a relieved, content sigh. Whumper was so generous. So gracious. So understanding, compassionate, and kind.

They would try harder the next day.

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The Night Agent s01e06: “I’m sorry.”

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