#🔪 keme

[whumperofworlds]

Hi!

I see you like kidnapping (a person of culture)! If you were to pick a character you like, how would you go about kidnapping them?

-Whumporama❤️🔪

@whumporama Yes I do! ❤️ My favorite type of whump!

Ooooh, I'd go with my usual target, kidnapping my FF1 OC Keme! To kidnap him? Sneak up behind him, place a hand over his mouth, and dragging him away! OR if you have to fight him, get behind him and place a knife to his throat!

Thanks for the ask! :D

[knuckles-and-knives]

I find myself somewhat hoping that Drusus won’t show up. Despite his constant whining Keme is demonstrating impressive stamina, more so than I had expected from such a little thing. I wouldn’t mind so extended alone time with him.

But then I hear the telltale sound of footsteps from the entrance, crunching loudly on the scattering of gravel and dead leaves I’d left there.

“Ah. He came for you after all, lucky boy.” Dropping the whip I scoop Keme up easily, holding his body in front of mine and pressing a knife to his throat. His feet dangle above the floor, blood dripping from his wounds. “And don’t worry,” I whisper into Keme’s ear. “I won’t hurt him too bad. Really, you should be more worried about him hurting you.”

When Drusus enters I give him a welcoming smile. “Took you long enough,” I call out to him. “Your little bitch here has done nothing but cry for you.”

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/ i’ve been sick in bed all week and you are one of the only nuggets of entertainment i have cause i refuse to work on my wips like a grown up :) so thank you for humoring my sadistic tendencies

Keme froze when he heard the sounds of crunching leaves and gravel. His heart nearly stopped, realization dawning on him.

Drusus.

One part of him was glad that his husband came to his rescue. Another part of him was scared for Drusus' life. If you were capable of kidnapping Keme, who knew what you would do to Drusus?

He felt the knife to his throat, as tears fell down his cheeks. He could feel his blood dripping down on the floor from his multiple wounds as he sniffled. When you whispered in his ear, his heart pounded faster. What did you mean by that?

Drusus slammed the door open, and the moment he saw his beloved stripped to his underwear, bleeding, crying, and a knife to his throat, his protective instincts took over as he gritted his teeth. He immediately recognized you as the one back in the market, and his anger grew. How dare you take his beloved like this. "Let him go!" He snarled, cracking his knuckles as a way to threaten you. However, he eyed the knife to Keme's throat, as he remained in place. What was he supposed to do?

"D-Drusus," Keme whimpered. Despite being blindfolded, Drusus could see his lover's eyes widening. "Run!"

"Not without you," Drusus insisted, glaring at you with hated eyes. "Let him go now, and I'll let you live."

(I'm so sorry that you're sick! I hope you get well soon, and I'm so glad that this RP is helping you a lot! I'm sorry for answering these sporadically! I'll try to answer them ASAP! :) )

[knuckles-and-knives]

Hey boys, do you want cake?

(The cake is a lie, I put razor blades in it.)

Keme smiled widely at the offer. He happily took the cake, completely unaware of the razor blades in the cake. He had been given food and gifts like this by strangers before, being a Warrior of Light, so this wasn't a first; but he loved it.

"Thanks!" He thanked you with a grin.

Drusus, however, was suspicious. Like Keme, being a Warrior of Light, he had been given food and gifts before, but the way you grinned put him on edge.

Keme set the cake on a nearby table and cut a small piece with his knife, before he opened his mouth to eat it. That was when Drusus saw the telltale signs of something... metal, in the cake.

"Babe, no--" Drusus tried to warn, but it was too late; the moment Keme bit into the sweet, he screamed, his mouth full of cake, razor blades, and blood.

[knuckles-and-knives]

I raise my eyebrows, watching as Drusus cracks his knuckles and tries his best to look like he has the upper hand here despite the fact that my knife is digging into his lover’s throat. It’s cute that he thinks he’s anything but helpless here.

“Here’s what’s going to happen,” I explain slowly. You’re going to strip and leave your clothes and weapons on the table.” I nod at the table just off to my right, still in my line of sight. “Then, you are going to pick up that vial and drink all of it. One wrong move and I slit your husband’s throat. Understand?”

I know that even without his weapons Drusus is an impressive fighter, but the drug I’d saved for him will render him weak and uncoordinated, helpless to me for at least an hour.

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/ I would rather be drawn and quartered than make you feel pressured to write anything for me but thank you <3

Keme shook his head, tears continuously leaking from his eyes when you ordered Drusus to do what you say. While he couldn't see his husband thanks to the blindfold, he didn't want him to get caught too.

"Don't, Drusus!" Keme begged. "Run! Please! Save yourself!"

Drusus began to weigh his options, gritting his teeth in frustration as he balled his hands into fists. Should he do as you say? Or go straight for the kill? But the knife you hold on Keme's throat showed that you were serious and that you would kill his husband if needed. He didn't want to risk his beloved's safety if he rushed towards you; if he did that, he would end up losing Keme. Just like how he lost Than, Aric, and his parents so long ago.

Reluctantly, he walked towards the table you told him to go to, glaring at you the entire time. When he reached the table, he took off his karate gi and his pants, placing his clothes on the table, leaving him only in his underwear. Along with his clothes, he placed his own knife and his Nunchakus on the table. The whole time, he watched you and Keme, his glare still saturated with hatred.

He glanced at the vial on the table, eying its contents. What was it? Some sort of poison? Drugged, even? He took another look at you and Keme, and seeing the knife digging into Keme's throat made him realize he had no choice.

He took the vial angrily, before he drank its contents in one gulp--it was tasteless, even though he drank it quickly. When he slammed the vial on the table, dizziness began to take its hold on him, as his body shivered. What... what was that he just drank? He struggled to stand, but he fell on the floor to his knees, before glancing up at you with a glare.

"Let. Him. Go." Drusus growled in a low voice.

(Oh no, I don't feel pressured at all! I really enjoy writing these! Keep them coming; I love this so much!!! :) )

[knuckles-and-knives]

I grin as tears soak Keme’s blindfold and his voice trembles. Such a scared, desperate little thing. I knew I made a good choice taking him.

“Oh, I’m sure he’s plenty strong. But I happen to have his biggest weakness right here in front of me.” I press just a little harder with the tip of my knife, curiosity taking over. Just as I thought, his blood is a perfect shade of red.

“As for who I am? That’s not important. If you must call me something you may call me ‘sir.’ And what I want is simple. I saw you in that market and I had to have you. I tried to do this peacefully, really. It’s your husband’s fault for not just giving you up when I asked.”

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Keme yelped when the tip of the knife pierced his skin, and he could feel the warm blood flowing down. More tears spilled, and he sniffled. This couldn't be happening. He needed to get out, he needed to run.

"P-please," Keme begged, his voice close to a sob. He strained against his bonds, as the blood continued to trickle down. "Don't do this. Let me go, please! I won't tell anyone, I promise! I-I'll even keep Drusus from going after you! Just please!"

[knuckles-and-knives]

“I thought this wasn’t your first kidnapping,” I tease, watching Keme struggle with a satisfied smile. He looks nice tied up. “Why do you seem so confused?”

Then I move forward, grabbing Keme’s face roughly. “And don’t worry about your boyfriend. I’ll make sure he joins us tomorrow. Tonight it’s just you and me. You get my undivided attention.”

I draw a knife, pressing it to his cheek not quite hard enough to cut. “Now say thank you.”

🫧/ Going to bed probably. Also what’s your noncon policy?

Keme yelped when you grabbed his face, and he trembled. No no no, not again. He didn't want to be kidnapped like this again. "Wh-who are you?! What do you want?! Let me go!" He cried, struggling against his bonds.

He froze when he felt your knife on his cheek, hard enough for him to feel the sharp edge but not enough to cut him. Tears began to leak from behind his blindfold, but he kept his bravado. "N-never!" He cried when you ordered him to say "thank you". "M-my husband will make sure you'll die for this! He's stronger than you think, and he'll outright break your neck for this!" His voice quivered, which he hated so so much. You were right that it wasn't his first kidnapping, but it would always shake him up. But he needed to stay strong, for Drusus.

(Noncon is perfectly fine with me for these two! I'll have to tag properly and put a community label for them, but besides that, go wild on the noncon! :D)

[knuckles-and-knives]

I wait in the shadows until they’re both sound asleep. I cast a sleep spell on them both just to be sure before I go in and grab Keme, dragging him to my secret underground hideout. I strip him down to his underwear and chain him to a chair. I blindfold him but I don’t gag him so I can be sure I hear everything that happens next.

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Neither of them even noticed what had happened. Both were asleep when you casted the spell, but it kept both of them knocked out. You steal Keme from his bed and away from Drusus' arms before you took him to your hideout. As you stripped him and blindfolded him, Keme began to stir. He groaned, blinking, realizing how... dark, it was. Wait. Why can't he see?

However, the moment he tried to move, his heart nearly stopped when he felt cold chains tying him to something--a chair, perhaps? He tried to curl himself up to protect himself from the cold, but he couldn't.

"Wh-what?!" Keme questioned. "What's happening?! Where am I?! Drusus?!" Panic began to rise from his chest, as he began to struggle against his bonds.

[knuckles-and-knives]

yeah i’m definitely following them home :)

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After they finished their shopping, Drusus felt a sense of dread in his stomach as he and Keme walked home. In one arm was a bag of food, while the other was holding Keme's hand tightly. Even though they were heading home, Drusus had a sinking feeling that someone is following them...

"Babe," Keme spoke up, holding a bag of food in one arm. "You're crushing my hand."

"Sorry," Drusus apologized. "I just... have a bad feeling about this."

"What's up?" Keme questioned, tilting his head.

"I... think we're being followed." Drusus gulped, glancing around the area as the two continued walking. Drusus didn't want to stop, but he didn't want to go either. What if he was right, and they were being followed?

Keme, however, didn't take it as seriously. "Oh love, it's okay. We're both strong enough to handle whatever comes our way, and besides... we're the Warriors of Light! We can take care of anything!"

Drusus let out a small sigh. Perhaps Keme was right; the two were strong Light Warriors, and despite the trauma they had gone through, they both made it out all right. "I guess you're right..."

Neither of them noticed you hiding in the bushes, watching them intently.

[knuckles-and-knives]

I approach Drusus in a crowded market, looking Keme up and down. “Hey, how much to take the cute blond off your hands?”

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Drusus glared at you intensely, immediately placing an arm in front of Keme in a protective stance. "Zero, now leave us alone."

Keme glanced up at his husband, a nervous smile on his face. While he appreciated the protection, he was sure this stranger was joking. ...Right? "I, uh, think they're joking, love."

"You've been kidnapped before," Drusus insisted, "I'm NOT risking you getting kidnapped again."

[knuckles-and-knives]

First thing I do is push Keme into a lake in front of Drusus

Keme screamed out when he was pushed, his heart nearly stopping when water met skin. He was able to get to the surface, but barely, as he flailed in the water, screaming for help as a panic attack began to rise.

No no no no no no no no no no

"KEME!" Drusus screamed, eyes wide at the sight of Keme being pushed by you. He rushed forward, ready to push you out of the way to get to his drowning and panicking husband. His heart pounded in his chest as fear gripped him. He needed to get to Keme, and fast.