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Persuasion, part 2
Read Part 1 here
CWs: whumper POV, kidnapping, mind control, gaslighting, belting/whipping with a belt, restraints, noncon touch
It only took ten minutes for the shouting to start. Gianna sat placidly on her couch and listened to the muffled curses coming from upstairs. It turned out that Shelby was very creative when pissed off; Gianna was excited to hear what they’d come up with under real duress.
Still, she didn’t rush it—she wanted to make sure her influence was well and truly out of Shelby’s system before she got started. She enjoyed the ebb and flow of their shouts for a while before she finally slipped her silk gloves back on, gathered her supplies, and headed upstairs.
At the sound of her approach, the shouts in the guest bathroom abruptly went quiet—only to explode when she opened the door. “What the fuck?!” Shelby demanded, twisting around as best they could in their restraints. With their hands cuffed to the towel bar, they had to crane their neck in order to face her. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
Gianna hummed as she deposited her supplies on the counter next to the sink. “I don’t know what you mean.”
“You know exactly what I mean,” they hissed. The handcuffs rattled against the bar as they gestured. “What the fuck is this?”
It was so tempting to take off her gloves and soothe them again, but at the same time, her body thrummed with excitement at their anger. She could definitely get used to this—their defiant scowl, the hint of fear in their eyes … “We’re just having a little fun, that’s all.” She smiled and tilted her head. “Besides, I don’t remember forcing you to be here.”
She stepped back just in time to avoid their lunge, and the cuffs rattled and scraped against the towel bar. “I don’t want to be here!” they shouted. “I don’t know what the fuck you did to me, but—”
“How could I have done anything to you?” she asked innocently, hands clasped behind her back. “You didn’t even take the drink I offered you. You agreed to come here, didn’t you?”
Uncertainty flashed in their eyes, but it was quickly replaced by rage. “I agreed to spend the night, not—whatever this is.” They swallowed as they spotted the supplies on the counter. They took a deep, measured breath. “Just—just let me go. I won’t tell anyone.”
“Oh, I’m not worried about that. Now turn around.”
They backed up against the wall, still facing her with their arms twisted awkwardly. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
She picked up the kitchen scissors from the counter. “Turn around, or this is going to hurt much more than necessary.”
Their eyes widened, their breaths becoming shallow. “You wouldn’t—”
Without warning, she jabbed the scissors into their arm. They yelped and sucked in a breath. She smiled as she leaned forward. “I said, turn around, beautiful.”
Slowly, they complied, taking shaky breaths as they gripped the bar in front of them. In a way, Gianna did find it beautiful: the way their shoulders trembled, their knuckles turning white, their head bowing in anticipation. The bathroom mirror hung just across from them, so even with their back turned, she could see their eyes wrinkling around the edges as they squeezed them shut.
She snipped the scissors, delighting in the way Shelby flinched at the noise. “Now, stay still,” she said in a low voice. “I don’t want to cut you.”
She teased the blade against their exposed lower back before slicing up their thin, skimpy shirt. As they realized what was happening, they let out a gasp, but they stayed still, stiff and trembling. Gianna smiled; they were a quick learner.
Just for fun, she ran the scissors down the dip of their spine. This time, they flinched, arching their back away. “Careful,” Gianna murmured. She drew the scissors away and admired the expanse of their back, a blank canvas. Reverently, she ran her gloved hand over their bare skin.
They jerked away, pressing into the wall. For a moment, it startled her; she was used to being leaned into, not pulled away from. “Don’t touch me, you fucking creep!” Shelby snapped.
She just smiled. By the end of this, they’d be begging for her touch. She put down the scissors and picked up the belt, folding it over. “Well, if you really don’t want me touching you …”
They caught a glimpse of her in the mirror, and the blood drained from their face. “No. No, no, no—”
“Just relax. It’ll be over before you know it.”
The hard smack of leather against skin startled her, but the cry it drew from their lips was divine. She paused to admire the mark across their shoulder blade. Their muscles rippled as they panted, squeezing the bar tight. “Don’t—”
She hit them again, and again, and again. Power rushed through her—a more raw, exhilarating kind of power than anything her persuasion could give her. By the seventh strike, Shelby was crying. By the twelfth, their legs shook with the effort of keeping upright. Every whine and whimper and cut-off plea gave her chills; it was absolutely gorgeous.
Still, she couldn’t have fun forever, not if she wanted to keep her toy. She stopped precisely after the fifteenth strike, resting the belt in her hand. A thin sheen of sweat glistened over the welts on Shelby’s back. Gianna couldn’t help it; she put down the belt and ran her hand over their shoulder blades. They cried out, trembling as they arched away.
A thrill ran through her, and she grinned. “Shh, it’s okay, I’m about to make this so much better.” She pulled off her gloves and laid them on the counter.
Shelby cowered away. “Don’t.” Their voice was thick with tears. “Don’t touch me.” They flinched as her hand reached for their shoulder.
As soon as her skin made contact, they went limp—knees thudding against the ground, wrists yanking painfully upwards. A pitiful moan escaped their lips as their big, teary eyes gazed up at her.
A surprised laugh burst from her lips; she hadn’t expected it to work quite that well. “That feels good, doesn’t it?” They nodded eagerly, distressed and desperately leaning into her touch. She cupped their face with her other hand, and they melted against her, eyes slipping shut as she thumbed tears from their cheek. “Oh, you poor thing.” She laughed again, feeling giddy. The rude, defiant person she’d met back at the club was nowhere to be found. Shelby was like putty in her hands.
She let go long enough to unlock the handcuffs, and Shelby whined the whole time, as if they’d rather stay locked up for an eternity if it meant she’d never let them go. Their arms fell limply to their sides, and they winced at the pain, their chafed wrists twitching. The remains of their skimpy top slid down their arms, and they didn’t even seem to notice, still chasing Gianna’s touch. She grabbed the spare t-shirt off the counter and helped them into it. Each brush of her fingers against their skin made them sigh.
Seeing them like this was intoxicating. Of course, Gianna was used to people adoring her, wanting to be near her, but this was something else entirely. Shelby followed her movements like a moth drawn to a flame, desperate for her touch. It was incredible; she could easily get addicted to this.
“Come on, sweet thing, time for bed.” She helped them to their feet, and they clung to her side all the way to the bed. They flopped down like a ragdoll on top of the covers, head lolling on the pillow. God, they were just helpless—maybe she should have held her powers back a little … She caressed their cheek, restraining the flow of her powers as she did so. “God, you’re so stupid like this,” she murmured
To her surprise, there was a flicker of something in their eyes, a downward twitch of their mouth. “’M not …” They shook their head, then paused, as if worried Gianna would disapprove.
“Oh, of course not, beautiful.” She smiled as she climbed onto the bed next to them, sitting up against the headboard. She kept petting their hair. “You’re just so good for me.”
Again, there was that twitch in their face, like they were struggling to form a scowl. Their cheek nuzzled into her palm, muffling their words. “Fuck off.”
Gianna’s eyebrows shot up, and she paused in her caresses. “What did you just say to me, love?” she asked, wondering if she could get them to say it again—wondering how far her powers really extended into their psyche.
They sighed against her skin as their hands balled into fists. “I said, fuck off.”
And yet they curled closer to her, their cheek pressed into her hand. A slow grin spread across Gianna’s face. “Interesting,” she murmured. “Tell me, what does this feel like for you? If you have the capacity to explain, that is.”
Their eyes narrowed, and they finally seemed to break out of their stupor. “Asshole.”
She started petting their hair again, and their eyes fluttered shut with a sigh. “Answer my question, sweet thing.”
They exhaled deeply. “It’s like drugs,” they finally mumbled. A pause. “It’s better than drugs. No pain, just … bliss.”
She hummed thoughtfully. Few people knew about her powers, so she didn’t get many opportunities to experiment like this. “So when I take my hand away …”
She dragged her long, manicured fingernails across their back. “Fuck!” They recoiled, shuddering. “Stop!” As soon as she touched their forehead, they went limp again, swearing under their breath.
“Interesting.” She scratched their scalp absently. She never knew her powers could have a pain relieving effect … This could be interesting—in the future, of course. For now, her little toy needed a break. “You’ve been very good, pet.”
“I’m not—” They shivered with pleasure, leaning into her touch, their voice a low growl. “I’m not your pet. I’m gonna call the fucking cops on you.”
Gianna just hummed doubtfully. “And you really think they’ll believe you? You came here willingly. I didn’t force you to do anything.”
They lifted their head, starting to pull away. “You handcuffed me in your bathroom!”
She grabbed their hair and dragged their head back down against her leg. “You let me do that, pet.” She added just a smidge more persuasion as she massaged her fingers against their scalp. “You could leave, if you wanted to, but you’re lying here with me. You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“I’m not.” They didn’t budge an inch.
“You have such a hard time getting along with people, don’t you?” She kept her tone light, but from the way they flinched, she could tell she’d hit a nerve. “But it’s so nice that you’ve warmed up to me like this. Now you have someone aside from that awful sister of yours.”
Her persuasion didn’t linger for long after an encounter. In the long-term, she couldn’t convince someone of something they didn’t already believe. But if Shelby already believed they were unlikeable, if they felt deep down that no one would take their side in this … Well, if they thought that, then it wasn’t Gianna’s fault, was it?
Shelby shifted against her leg, but they didn’t respond. Gianna kept running her fingers through their hair. Their bangs were fried from bleach; maybe at some point she could help with their hair. After all, she couldn’t have her toy looking like they didn’t take care of themself. But that was a problem for later. “Well, you’ve had a long night,” she murmured. “Get some sleep, beautiful.”
They shook their head. “Don’t want to …” A yawn slipped out, and their eyelids drooped. Before long, their breathing grew deep and even. Gianna smiled and kept petting them, dreaming about what else she might do with her new plaything.
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#whump writing#whump#mind control whump#kidnapping whump#whumper pov#restrained#noncon touch#kidnapping tw#whipping tw#belting tw#gaslighting tw#zipwrites#oc: gianna jennings#oc: shelby#i had so much fun with this you have no idea#gave myself whumperflies#currently i don't have any other plans for these two but i'm open to suggestions!#they're so fun >:)
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I will start sobbing violently no one look at me
Poem by Natalie Wee
#NATALIE YOU’RE ENDING MY LIFE AS WE SPEAK#that’s 2 blindfaith comics now under my belt why am I like this#artists on tumblr#traditional art#malevolent#malevolent fanart#malevolent podcast#arthur lester#arthur malevolent#oscar malevolent#john doe#john doe malevolent#john malevolent#blind faith#blindfaith#natalie wee#tw blood#not the first to use this poem with the blorbos but I’m only human ok I can’t help myself
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Lots of fun with this guy's redesign
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lets be alone together
#art tag#gortcas#casim carnarvon#gortash#tw blood#fall out boy caption save me fall out boy caption....#i gave up on this but i wanted 2 post it anyways oughhh.....#u know what else needs to be given up? that fucking belt gortash.
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Bruce being the most hardcore Dad ever but in a gnarly way like. normal dads walk off a bad injury with a single swear or some grunting. Bruce reaches into his own leg and pinches off a bleeding artery without making a sound.
#thoughts#yes im watching rebel ridge rn#bruce wayne#batman#dc#batfamily#dick didn’t even know he was bleeding badly until Bruce told him to grab the tourniquet from his belt#tw blood#tw injury
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Getting closer and closer to getting my loose skin removed- less than 3 months now until surgery 🙊
I do think I’m going to want a second surgery removing the loose skin on my arms and especially my armpit area, but I’m getting a tiny bit of lipo in my armpit with my belt lipectomy so maybe I can avoid that second surgery, we will see 🤷🏼♀️
#me#selfie#happy#snap#girls with tattoos#cute#redhead#girls#belt lipectomy#plastic surgery#loose skin#skin removal#hot#chest tattoo#sternum tattoo#tummy tuck#weightloss#tw#tw body#body#tw weight#toes
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#smoking tw#zu art#comic#studio#zudio#dream!sans#cross!sans#undertale#undertale au#utmv#remember that smoking is bad for humans! ówò#but safe belts are important for every(b)one heheh ☆#be back soon— thank you guys for patience! <3
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HYUNJIN | 231119 • LALALALA @ INKIGAYO
#hwang hyunjin#hyunjin#stray kids#bystay#createskz#malegroupsnet#dancerachasource#a9gifs#flashing tw#*gif#*ccarly#*hyunjin#*carly:hyunjin#hi i had a nightmare so i'm awake .#here we are....last set of the promos....la4 u deserved longer promos i love u so much#anyways. set kinda mid but so were these fits soi think i'm valid#also is he wearing a kiss belt. is that what that says LKJSDLJSDJKG#that's so funny
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[CW: SUGGESTIVE OUTFIT]
I didn’t know if I was gonna post this originally, because suggestive stuff isn’t really up my alley, but here we are. Sketch was good, lineart was good, and the rendering wasn’t half bad so I’m throwing this to the void
Those fancy designer bunny suits are gorgeous, I’ve been looking at a lot of them recently just to see how people add to the original base of it, people get really creative it’s so neat!
I was originally gonna draw Rue but I’m trying not to draw them as much to reign in spoilers where I can, soooo I was left trying to somehow fit a suit over poor Solar Flare, it was like trying to dress up a toaster lmao
[ID: A digitally drawn image of Solar Flare from the Working for E.V.I.L. AU wearing a bunny suit and tipping over a serving tray of various alcoholic beverages, they give a nervous smile, blush on their cheeks. The background is transparent. Solar Flare is a boxy, orange, brown, and light yellow robot with a circular head, bent sun-like rays and large triangular shoulder pads. The outfit consists of a dark purple button up bunny suit, combined with a skirt, bow tie, and a rabbit eared-headband of the same color. /End ID]
#cw suggestive#tw suggestive#my art#working for e.v.i.l. au#working for e.v.i.l. solar flare#do… do I even use regular tags for this??#nahh I don’t want to be rude#I’ll just use my own#don’t need someone looking for sf art to get jump scared by this /lh#I think. for as cursed as it is. I might do a Bloodmoon ver#designing the suit was a lot of fun oddly enough#and for Bm I could include like. a lot of chains and belts and shit#anyways it’s like 3 am rn I’m going to bed
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every girl needs a gun.
#2014 grunge#tumblr 2014#2014#2014 nostalgia#corecore#ethel cain#explore#strange aesthetic#bring back 2014#southern gothic#southern coquette#weirdcore#elusin#southern baptist#bible belt#tw religious themes#religious trauma#religious imagery#weird aesthetic#soft aesthetic#moodboard aesthetic#moodboard#mother ethel#mother cain#gun aesthetic#farmers daughter#preachers daughter#ethereal#ethereal aesthetic#midwest emo
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WHOOHOO MORE FUCKING COMICS MYAHAHAHAHAHA
#cookie run#cookie run comics#random bullshit#white coral cookie#cloud haetae cookie#sorbet shark cookie#star coral cookie#eternal sugar cookie#strawberry crepe cookie#mystic flour cookie#amber sugar cookie#sugar glass cookie#sour belt cookie#timekeeper cookie#string gummy cookie#marble bread cookie#baguette cookie#milky way cookie#shadow milk cookie#pomegranate cookie#tw suggestive#that one with the crab npc was meant to be a jab at some people djdjdj
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coriolanus snow in a possible fic where he kills reader but loses his mind and has dr. gaul bring them back… like death not even being enough to escape him but also just him being like “nuh uh 👆” at your literal dead body:
ALSO, modern!coryo: (he just wants to be close 😍🥰😽)
#modern!coryo hits you with a belt & canon!coryo hits you with a cane#*canon universe#just speaking my mind fr#coriolanus snow x reader#coriolanus snow#📜.scrolls#tw death#tw impact play#tw piss#as someone who had simultaneous childhood crushes on anakin skywalker and luke castellan…..#it was over for me when i saw the movie#⚰️.deaddove#dark fic#also the hitting isn’t a hard yes i just think they could have those vibes
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I love elisabeth 1992 so much and 90% of the reason is because i feel like harry kupfer said "once you go up on that stage remember... being straight is NOT ALLOWED". I saw something for the first time just now and like um yeah...
#luigi lucheni#der tod#the way he walks WHILE BELTING apparently (offscreen). its so unnecessary but slay i'm obsessed XDDD#and the way lucheni looks at the camera/audience while doing That.#god i love them#elisabeth das musical#todcheni#tw flashing#(mild)
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i want to grab ur ocs under their arms and make them dance like cat owners do with their cats
Ah! Thank you so much! Speaking of arms-
Poppet has none! They don't have any lips either...
You know how a tiger will gnaw off it's own leg to escape a trap? Well, the Minis certainly got a feast out of it! After taking a small vat of acid to the face and resisting the Prototype, Poppet was strung up with the rest of the Smiling Critters and left to the mercy of the Minis. So, despite the agony and the blood loss, Poppet chewed through sleeves and sinew until they were free. They've mostly been hiding in their box ever since.
Close ups!
Fun Fact: Poppet's box is hooked up to the Gas Production Zone, so it functions like a stasis chamber. Whenever Poppet is inside, the lid locks, and Poppet basically goes into hibernation. It's the only reason they haven't starved, and why the box must be wound to open! Turning the crank shuts off the gas so it doesn't leak when the box is opened. There is an internal mechanism so Poppet can get out without help, but it takes a break in the gas for them to be awake enough to pull it.
#Poppet got messed up man#my beloved rotten rabbit#and yes they absolutely left the rest of the Critters to die#not deliberately! don't get me wrong!#but they were afraid and already bleeding like hell#and how does one undo belts without arms?#All they could think about was getting away#Poppet was pretty friendly with everyone (except Catnap)#Poppet basically saw Catnap as “the problem child” lmao#They were besties with Hoppy though (Fellow bunnies y'know?)#Poppet did help a few of the critters later on! Hoppy survived the longest.#Catnap tore her apart personally#i adore them sm#poppet spring#rotten poppet#poppy playtime oc#poppy playtime#jester oc#oml y'all have NO IDEA how long the back image took#holy shit/pos#phrart#art#character design#the three d’s#armless#tw gore#cw gore#cw body horror#cw injury
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" BUTCHER " // JIRI - Termina OC + Moonscorched
Succumbed to my whims and made a Termina OC whose lost his eye from a chicken at his family's farm
#my art#illustration#fanart#fear and hunger termina#fear and hunger termina oc#termina oc#fear and hunger#funger#my oc#jiri#i was inspired by that one girl from final fantasy with belts as the bottom of her dress#and ofc pyramid head and their theme of execution and guilt#i really wanted to highlight jiri's theme of guilt and feeling like a brutal killer#hence the name abbatoir meaning slaughterhouse#and the two faces due to some#secrets. he holds#and the hands crawling out was because i thought it would be funny if there was a visual idea of jiri seeing himself as a slaughterer#but still wants to seek 'salvation' or 'freedom' from that thought#anyway#tw fake blood#tw body horror#horror#we have fun here
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EMILY PRENTISS + BELT and GUN | 16.07 “WHAT DOESN’T KILL US…”
#cmedit#criminalmindsedit#cm#criminal minds#criminalminds#.gif#emily.gif#emilyprentissedit#emily prentiss#emilyprentiss#cm 16x07#criminal minds 16x07#criminal minds evolution#emily prentiss belt#emily prentiss gun#tw: gun#yes I cropped these for hands <3#qp
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