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normally october will be rewind month and i put more work into it last year but im fucking Tired and really busy this year so im not gonna officially run things but if there was a prompt this year (or even last year) that you missed now’s the time to fill it! im going to go die in a ditch
Many people over the centuries have tried their own unique ways of Shut The Fuck Up, Castys. Here is one of the many such instances, set in an AU for Personal Reasons ❤
Ingredients: hammering nails into a guy, mouth whump (not teeth, but tooth whump mentioned), some tongue whump, choking (on a liquid), burns
Everything about this was, in Castys’s opinion, incredibly generic. Cold metal table, check. Tight ropes around his wrists and ankles, check. A handful of dudes smirking down at him, one brandishing a hammer, check. The rope over his forehead was new, he supposed. Ooh, another twist, they were taking the fucking gag off.
“Afternoon, everyone. What fun game are we gonna play today, huh?”
The one holding the hammer waved it in the air a little. “We’re gonna finally shut you up for good, Black.”
Just. Shush. Listen. Or don’t. Shut the whumpee up, block out their hearing, make them listen to 4′33″ by John Cage over and over again, idk y’all will figure it out
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3 day warning it still counts sorry it’s been very busy
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Just. Shush. Listen. Or don’t. Shut the whumpee up, block out their hearing, make them listen to 4′33″ by John Cage over and over again, idk y’all will figure it out
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I could have finished this on time but then I watched Space Dandy for 40 minutes and guess what i regret nothing and as always Daniel and Wren belong to @galaxywhump
Ingredients: stabbing, a little blunt force trauma to the head, alcohol in wound and also spicy in wound and that’s about is this is a tamer one
Sometimes Castys was excited for dinner, and sometimes he was not. Well, he was always excited to eat dinner, if he even got to, but as for when it was being prepared…it varied. On better nights, it was just Wren, and Castys could sit in the kitchen with him, on a stool, and they’d talk and Wren would sneak him bites of food or let him help with things that didn’t require a knife. However, tonight was one of the fun and exciting nights when Daniel helped cook, too, which meant Castys got to be tied to a chair and had to keep his mouth mostly shut if he didn’t want to get muzzled. As fun as annoying Daniel was, the muzzle sucked enough that it sort of outweighed that. Most of the time.
“Hey, guys, fuck, marry, kill for rice, pasta, and bread, go. I think for me, I gotta say fuck bread, marry rice, kill pasta. Don’t get me wrong, I love some noodles, some noods, but, like, man. Have you ever just, like, had some bread? Insane. I would fuck bread. I don’t wanna fuck anything, but boy I would fuck the bread. And rice, man, she’s so dependable, she’s always there for you. What I would want in a spouse if I wanted anything in a spouse. This game wasn’t really designed for me, and yet, here I am. So, c’mon, what’s it from you two? You’ve gotta have-Hey, Danny boy, got an opinion you’d like to share?” Castys smiled up at the man now standing in front of him.
Glass Shards
Warnings: Aftermath of torture, painful wound cleaning, panic/flashback, amputation, passing out from pain
This one is a fill for my BTHB, taking the prompt a bit loosely, as well as for @whump-of-the-month ‘s August prompt “Wound Irritation Day”. As such, it’s rather boring I fear, just having his wounds cleaned, but at least it can remind him of this :)
It’s Damien’s view of Chapter 4/5. Surprisingly, he’s not having a good time.
Waking up was something Damien had learned to dread. Even when he found himself alone, the pain was relentless. The wounds littering his body, pulsing in the rhythm of his heartbeat, turning even the slightest movement of his breaths into agony. His muscles aching and so weak, he didn’t think he’d ever be able to move again. His throat burning, from the damage the leather belt had caused and the lack of water alike. The skin on his temple twinging as something touched his hair.
He was not alone.
Damien’s breath caught as his heart doubled its pace. He fought the instinctive urge to crawl away, and even managed to suppress a terrified whimper. Perhaps if whoever it was would think he was still unconscious, they would leave him alone.
Yeah baby we’re jumping in with a more overtly whump-themed prompt than usual cuz I think there is a very fun variety of ways to make those bitches hurt even more 🤧 So let’s see what ya got!
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I’m late for @whump-of-the-month’s W-Day but somehow real life keeps getting in the way XD Anyway, thanks to my dear @b0amagination and their inspiration and motivation I finally managed to finish it, so enjoy this little piece about being watched and nice things to do with water :3
CW: recorded whump/being watched, captivity whump, creepy/intimate whumper, forced food restriction mention, noncon touching, noncon kissing, hair pulling, mirror whump, degradation, death mention, death threats, drowning, manhandling, Shakespeare quotes ;)
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Once again Jonah stepped out of the bedroom and looked up to the ceiling, eyeing the little orb next to the lamp with suspicion. He hadn’t noticed it until a few weeks ago when a tiny red light had flashed just as he was about to walk down the spiral staircase. But the tiny thing had noticed him. And now that he knew about it, he hated it.
There was one in each hallway, one in the kitchen, one in the living room, one in Vincent’s study, one in the storage room - and one in the former panic room that served as a cell now. That one didn’t have a flashing red light, though; Jonah had spent more than enough time in there to notice eventually if it had been there. On the other hand… He looked up to the ceiling again. How could he not have noticed all these cameras before? He had been in this house pretty much 24/7 for… how long now? He knew every crack in the wooden floor, every lint in the carpet, every dust grain on the windowsill…and still, he hadn’t noticed something like that before? There was still a chance that Vincent might have put them there while he had been locked up in his cell, but he doubted it; he probably just hadn’t paid too much attention to the ceiling since the things on the ground had been much scarier…
He stopped on the small spot between the bedroom door and the stairs and stared into the ever-watching eye above his head, clenching his fists.
“Stop spying on me, you bastard,” he hissed.
Glass Shards
Warnings: Major character death (yeah… I cried), terminal infection/septic shock, intentional overdose of painkillers, have I mentioned death, abandoning a dead body
Yeah, sorry, this is sad, and exactly what it says on the tin. Apparently I felt like cutting my heart out and putting it through a blender :’)
It’s a reply to this ask game, which has been sent for Damien by both @suspicious-whumping-egg and @whump-in-the-moonlight
It’s basically a “Bad End” AU I guess, written by someone who said she doesn’t do AUs (aka me). Don’t read it if such things make you sad. Or do read them, I’m not your mom.
Also, you know what. I know I’m a day late, but I couldn’t write it yesterday, because some things you really can’t do during your mom’s bd dinner, so I’ll pretend it’s not a day late and enter it for @whump-of-the-month ‘s W day. Because someone surely gets fucked over by infected wounds. Sorry, my inspiration has been 🤏 this last week.
I keep missing the prompts until I see other people posting their submissions 😭 can I be added to the tag list for the prompt announcements pls?
Added! They're generally posted on the first day of the month, so you should get the notif on August 1st!
This is just a lil babey thing because I am very tired and dead inside but I tried to get a nice variety of W in there we got: walking, wire, wrists, well, water, and winter! But like I said it’s very short 😔
Ingredients: slavery, electrocution, hypothermia vibes, drowning mention
It was just walking.
He should be able to fucking handle it.
And yet here he was, fallen to his knees, the snow soaking through his thin pants, bound hands clenched into fists in front of him, his new owner tugging at the rope attached to the sharp wire tied around his wrists.
“C’mon, get up, slave, or is immortality really not all it’s cracked up to be?” Castys shot her a bored glare. No, it was not. People always thought he was oh-so special, but he was just a fucking guy. Who came back to life when you stabbed him. But still. It didn’t make him any better at walking behind a horse for days on end in the snow with threadbare clothes and barely anything to eat. If he’d been allowed to fucking die at some point, yeah, he wouldn’t be so damn tired, but as it was, he was freezing and sore and his feet were blistered and his wrists were bleeding and fuck you Castys you just have to deal with it.
We all need to take that W for once, you know? Well, maybe not our whumpees but fuck ‘em. Anyway yeah so the prompt is: it’s gotta start with W. Like the main hurty thing. That’s it. No it cannot be something that starts with W when translated to another language besides English because then it’s like way more options and the point of this is for creativity whatnot yk. Water and whip both start with W so I’m sure you kids can handle it 💕
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Welcome back to Castys having a terrible time on SV-240 💕 I am going to shove him into a deep fryer (❁´◡`❁) once again thank you to @galaxywhump for letting me use her lovely characters and world!!
Ingredients: serious burns and minor gore associated with them, noncon stripping/nudity (unsexy), implied perceived threats of noncon, mention of implied noncon for a different whumpee, noncon bathing (Castys’s favorite!!), drugging/temporary paralysis, noncon touching (unsexy), dehumanization, creepy whumper
Being blindfolded? Fine. Being led outside? Fine. Being shoved and kicked until he was lying flat on his back? Fine.
Being doused with hot oil? Decidedly not fine.
Being not fine, Castys screamed, because, fuck it, Daniel wanted to hear him scream, so he was going to scream and hope he would be rewarded with a quick death, because the burns fucking hurt, enough that he probably would have been screaming regardless, sharp, throbbing pain gripping his entire body, even though he was pretty sure the actual burns were limited to his torso and right thigh, but he couldn’t really tell, everything just felt so hot, and all he could do was scream like a little bitch and squirm around uselessly on the ground, at least until a boot landed firmly on his hip, keeping him still and drawing out an incredibly pathetic wail. He clenched his teeth, trying to calm himself down, but more screams leaked out as Daniel peeled his oil-soaked shirt away from his burned skin, the smell so strong he could hardly breathe.
Side Stories
Warnings: Broken bones, hypothermia, mentioned loss of limbs (toes), whumpee is a minor (17)
Part two of a little two-part look into Cedric’s past. This one is also a fill for the @whump-of-the-month June prompt “Temperature” :D
When a sharp, stabbing pain in his lower back woke him up, Cedric was almost surprised that he could still feel it. Despite being hidden inside his coat, his fingers had turned stiff and numb again. He couldn’t feel his feet anymore, and he didn’t dare to try and move them. The numbness had claimed the pain in his broken leg as well, which was about the only positive thing to come out of it.
The short sleep — or unconsciousness rather — had granted him no new strength. Even his shivering had started to fade, his muscles too exhausted to keep it up. If he didn’t move, didn’t get out of here soon, he would die.
Staring at the hole in the ceiling, he found it brighter now. Perhaps the snowfall had stopped, the clouds fading away to allow the moonlight to illuminate the white landscape. It surely wasn’t morning yet. That would have been a different kind of light. He couldn’t see any moon or stars, only the dark gray sky above. It was too far away, taunting him with the promise of unreachable safety.
Side Stories
Warnings: Broken bones, hypothermia, cave in, whumpee is a minor (17)
Part one of a little two-part look into Cedric’s past. This one is a fill for the @whump-of-the-month June prompt “Temperature”, as well as for my BTHB card.
This, Cedric realized, had been a reckless idea. As such, it wasn’t that much different from his usual ideas. Still, stumbling through the abandoned mine shaft, he couldn’t help but wish he had at least brought a torch. Or another layer of clothes, though his thick fur coat was already pulled up to his nose.
It was cold, and it was absolutely, completely dark, and he didn’t even know what exactly he was looking for. Something about this sleazy Oryn had been off. The way he kept pushing Cedric’s parents to sell the worthless plot of land, best before the new year. His assurances that the mine was a death trap, abandoned for years because it was depleted. That people had died in here, and the only responsible course of action would be to seal it and make sure no one would enter it again.
Thanks @b0amagination for providing an absolute gem in modern literature (I won’t reveal which part of the dialogue it is though 😏)
CW: captivity, freezing, implied creepy/intimate whumper, blind whumpee, mention of past hand whump, swearing, implied character death
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Jonah wrapped his arms around his legs. “It’s getting colder in here.” “Nonsense. The temperature hasn’t changed. You just think it’s colder because you’re not moving.”
“You know I’m right.”
“Just walk around for a bit and you’ll be warm again,” Vincent sighed, slightly annoyed.
“You’re so incredibly funny,” the younger one hissed, “Walking around where? In this tiny fucking room where I can’t even see a thing?”
“Do whatever you want to, as long as you shut up, I’m tired of your complaints… what am I supposed to say? I won’t be able to see a fucking thing ever again! But instead of just sitting around and whining I’m trying to come up with something to get us out of here!” “So? Any plans yet?” Jonah asked sarcastically. “Because you’re just sitting around, doing nothing.”
Thermometer go bounce look at that shit go!!!! So yeah this month we’re gonna play with temperatures, specifically extreme ones cuz that’s where the fun stuff happens. So either crank the heat or cool things the fuck down, whatever floats your goat~
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Three day warning hoorayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
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