#chain whump

[cpt-winters]

Okay, so I've Had a Whumpy Thought...

Upon their arrival, Team halts dead in their tracks, staring wide-eyed as Whumpee wraps the chains Whumper once used to bind them around Whumper's neck, pulling back with all their strength with a crazed, almost-animalistic look in their eyes.

Cue Whumpee collapsing to their knees after Whumper's body slumps to the floor. That thousand-yard stare falling over Whumpee's features as their mind refuses to register whatever following commotion unfurls around them.

Can't stop thinking about variations of this trope after reading this post

[cakeinthevoid]

Dream a Little Dream

Whumptober No. 8: Cashing in an alternative!

Betrayal

Content: Chained up, isolation, betrayal.

Really wanted to challenge myself to write something short again... Very stream of conscious.

Ceres wished they could have been surprised. Unfortunately, they were all too aware of their own flaws, and so why anyone would turn them in.

It still hurt a little. They thought it must hurt less with time, that one day, they would finally get well and truly used to it. They were beginning to doubt that day would come.

Sure, they accepted their fate, hanging from the iron chains roped through loops around the room. They've come to terms with the fact that, once again, they were sold out.

Ceres wished they spent longer basking in moonlight.

It hurt to think about that too, so they thought about how they could survive this instead.

If they should survive this.

The manacles around their throat, wrists, and ankles seared their skin. Ceres would not be able to leave their skin for a long while, with all the stimuli grounding them to the present. What use was a dreamwalker who couldn't dreamwalk?

Was that the goal? Make them useless?

Clearly they already were, according to Meena. And to think... No, better not.

They needed focus—focus on something other than the burning in their raised arms, the ache in their back, and the pain in their knees.

So they sang a lullaby. It sounded broken on their whisper of a voice, but it was home.

And, truly, it was all they had.

[abhainnwhump]

[syeaweed]

Meet the guy who's been living in my head for the last months! I got into Linked Universe recently and have read at least 60 fics -not including whumptober binges- just for this guy, Twi is now an ultimate blorbo and I physically cannot contain myself when I draw him (I jump around and scream)

[whumpypepsigal]

@whumpgifathon | Day 4: “Captivity” || “Chains”

Lord Guildford Dudley in My Lady Jane 1x06

[miidnightzone]

thinking about pre-canon andrew, who wakes kevin from nightmares even though he's heard you aren't supposed to do that. let the person wake up themselves otherwise you'll make it worse, they say. but if dogs can be trained to wake their owners from nightmares, is it actually wrong? andrew won't pull against this leash.

when kevin wakes, thrashing and choking on the end of a scream, andrew presses a hand to his sternum. dares that stuttering chest to fight back against him and just, "breathe." he near-whispers, looking back into kevin's wide, unseeing eyes, "it's andrew." 

it takes a moment for kevin to collapse into the couch like a puppet with all its strings cut. it takes even longer after kevin falls back asleep with tear-stained cheeks for andrew to pull away from where he's caught by the sleeve of his sweater. the striker's fingers gentle, so loosely held like he knew it would take no effort at all for andrew to escape, but nonetheless wanting. 

when morning comes, as always, neither say a word about it.

[whump-in-the-closet]

a disorientated whumpee at a party with whumper's hand uncomfortably wrapped around their collarbone. There's a spiraling fear that they can't quite name-- they're losing themself in this nightmare of insinuating whispers.

The music is pounding and Whumpee can feel it in their teeth.

Whumper pulls them into a dark corner to push a drink up to their lips. "Your friends are coming," Whumper's voice is low, it's calm, it's measured, and Whumpee's skin crawls. "You're going to tell them you want to stay with me."

"No--"

"Or one of them will take your place."

[whump-side]

Updated Rapunzel compilation ! I swear I feel like I first drew him 2 years ago and then I checked the dates but turns out the first art is from 2020 ?? Time flies so fast

[whumpdaydreamerx]

Little whump detail that I love: at the beginning of a torture session when Whumpee is first chained or tied up, you see them wrap their hands around to hold the length of the rope or chain.

But afterwards when they’ve been through hours and hours of agony, you see their hands now listlessly hanging in their shackles. Bearing Whumpee’s weight, limp and weak.

It shows a Whumpee entering the ordeal being in control or defiant, but ending up losing all of that and having broken their composure. So much so that they don’t have the ability or the strength to posture anymore.

[whumpitisthen]

Leashed to the floor by a short lenght of chain. The chain has just enough give to let them scramble back just a couple inches, low to the ground on their hands and knees, when they get scared. They can't even look up from how hard the unforgiving leash pulls their neck back towards the ground unless they stay where they are supposed to, right where whumper wants them to be.

[boneywhump]

pov: your future husband comes to your rescue

[whump-galaxy]

Something about a guard dog character always being covered in chains. Maybe they are decoration, or a symbol of their duty, or their weapon, or all of the above. No matter how far they go, they will always find the end of the chain and be brought back ‘home’ again.

[whumporama]

Whumpee’s wrists being bound together, suspended by a chain above their head. Their fingers clinging desperately to the links, as if grasping the cold metal could somehow ease the pain. With no other outlet for the agony coursing through them, they held on tighter, trying to find relief in the only thing they could hold.

[aceofwhump]

@whumpgifathon | Day 4: "Chains"

Supernatural, 12x01, Sam Winchester

[lemissingmask]

[ID: Messy sketch in grey scale with blood in red of Eliot Spencer with his arms chained behind his back and raised slightly by attachment of the chain to some point above him. He’s wearing a t-shirt and looks angry, and there’s dried blood on his face and t-shirt. End ID]

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Whumptober Day 9: Arms restrained behind back

A messy last minute addition done with jet lag 🫣