#creepy anons

[zennotixs]

I’m so jealous of people with creepy anons

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[zeherili-ankhein]

sainty pads or mesatual cup?

Kyu janna hai 💀

Edit: pehle grammar classes lo yaar

[crumpetsandbiscuits]

"percabeth is the best romance in literature" READ BOOKS FOR ADULTS

The fact you’re anon is very telling.

I’m a minor, thank you very much.

I never said that, I was agreeing with the point that Percabeth is the best HETEROSEXUAL ship in MODERN literature.

Since you want me to read books for adults, I want a recommendation. And no, this is not sarcasm. I want you to give me a hetero ship that is better than Percabeth in modern literature.

I SHOULD NOT HAVE TO SAY THAT I’M A MINOR FOR YOU TO BE GOOD AT CRITICISM!!!

“Read books for adults” act like an adult.

@myfairkatiecat because this ask reminds me of you for some reason

[angeldoe1111]

the amount of grammatical or spelling mistakes I find in creepy or mean anonymous asks is unholy.

[secretlyadollettefawn]

everyone loves pedos. YOUR THE ONLY ONE WHO DOESNT.

I am actually speechless

pedos are not liked, pedos are disgusting NOW JUST FUCKING FUCK OFF LEAVE ME ALONE

[porcelaindolloflove]

Oh to have possessive anons.. oh to have controlling anons.. oh yo have anons who only want me and would burn the world for me.. pspspsps... anons come to me.. I'm pathetic and will listen to your every word♡ ill give you my location and my discord..

[firefeelsfine]

You must look so sexy

Yeah, but ykw I'll look even sexier while I'll be stabbing you in the throat with a knife. 🔪✨

[xiejianxiji]

creepy anons... *manifesting* creepy anons... want creepy anons...

[zennotixs]

Crying because my inbox isn’t flooded with anons and I’m nothing if not an attention needing little bitch���.

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[zeherili-ankhein]

Tumblr should do some IQ test before letting people make an account here... How are these dumb creep anons all over this place I will never fully understand 💀

[whumpwordsoftheday]

“I wish you’d stop thrashing, you’re only going to bruise those pretty little wrists”

[secretlyadollettefawn]

What can you do. KILL ME? you’re the stupid bitch here. I don’t care if you’re a minor that’s what I like

PEDO. PEDO. PEDO. Kys

[demonic0angel]

When Duke uses his powers on actual ghosts, he can see how they died.

Danny's a halfa, but it still counts :3

[whump-in-the-closet]

What about some sweet drug induced hallucinations :0

content: interrogation, noncon drug, hallucinations, needle

"I'm not telling you a thing!" spat Whumpee, twisting against their restraints.

Whumper laughed. "I'd hardly expect you to say otherwise." They turned to fidget with something just out of Whumpee's view, something metallic, something that clicked and clattered along the table.

There was a sudden, sharp smell of ammonia and harsh chemicals.

"They all say that, to start with." Whumper faced their captive with a hypodermic needle in their blue-gloved hand. "And then they meet my friend." They squirted a small amount of clear liquid into the air, and then nodded, satisfied.

Whumpee forced a laugh of their own. "You think that scares me? A big needle? What am I, five?"

Whumper smiled, teeth razor sharp in the glinting light. It didn't reach their eyes. They stepped closer, "Don't fight it. It'll hurt less this way."

Whumpee fought it. They thrashed and kicked but Whumper merely stepped to the side. Grabbing a fistful of hair, they shoved Whumpee's neck upwards, baring it to the needle.

Whumper wiped a patch of skin clean with an antiinfectant, the cloth stinging cold.

Whumpee snarled. "You'll need more than a needle to get me to break, smartass."

Hot air brushed against Whumpee's ear as Whumper whispered, "I don't need you to break--" the needle pinched the side of Whumpee's throat, ice-cold and biting, "I need you to wish you had."

They let go of Whumpee and stepped away.

The drug hit them like a weight dropped on their chest. The pain was immediate, jagged, gnawing at their inside. Whumpee stifled a cry and slumped against their restraints. Within a few seconds, their limbs stopped listening to them and their head throbbed--pounding to a strain of music they only half-recognized, a song they should know but couldn't place.

It took all of their strength, all of their training to look up. The corners of their vision blurred, twisting into spirals that distorted depth, light, and-- and everything.

Everything.

Whumper stood in the shadows, laughing. Their face--no, their entire head-- shifted. It bloomed into the face of a deer-- a deer with bright, brilliant eyes, its stare too blank, too wide. Its horns spiraled up, up, up into razor-points, syringe-points-- dangerous--horrible.

Whumpee whimpered, drawing back.

Something rose out of the shadows with teeth and burning skin.

-- help me--

Whumper towered over them, the smell of rot overwhelming, singing Whumpee's nostrils.

Whumper ran a hand through Whumpee's hair, laughing with a voice that sounded like wind in the dead trees. "You're not going anywhere."

Something snapped, a knot unraveling in a thousand different directions-- it felt so real, so so real.

More voices. More voices joined the first, whispers curling into the chaos of the drug, pulling at the edges of their sanity.

Help--

[another-whump-sideblog]

Hey, your “Whumper with mind powers” bit? God, yes, please. Exactly. I feel that so deeply, and I know so many other people do too. I would throw real money at you to continue that story, I’m imagining carewhumper taking care of their new pet for the first time since whumpee didn’t have the spoons to take care of themselves and basic stuff like a shower and eating properly fell to the wayside.

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Thank you, I'm so glad you liked it! Hopefully this is to your liking

Just as Whumper said, Whumpee wakes up feeling alert and well-rested, without the pain they've gotten so used to.

"How do you feel?" Whumper smiles warmly.

"I feel great-- thank you, thank you, what can I do to repay you?"

"Let's not worry about that just yet." Whumper undoes Whumpee's restraints. "You haven't had a proper meal in far too long."

Whumpee hops to their feet. They feel so good. They could do anything. Things they've wanted to do but not had the energy for pop into their mind-- they could audition for a play. They could clean out their bathroom drawers. They could join a club, learn a new language, anything!

Whumper sits them down at a table and comes back a few minutes later with food. "I made cucumber sandwiches."

Whumpee grimaces. Being polite doesn't occur to them-- they can be honest with Whumper. They need to be honest with Whumper, to tell them everything. "I don't like that."

"I know. But guess what? I can make you like them. I can make eating them trigger as much pleasure as eating ice cream. Do you want to see?"

They do, so they take a sandwich and begin eating it.

It's so good. It's the best thing they've ever eaten. "It works!"

Whumper laughs. "You don't need to sound so surprised. Try not to eat too fast, I don't want you to choke."

Whumpee's always been a fast eater, but with Whumper's order it becomes easy to take small bites at a time and savor their meal. When they finish, they feel pleasantly full.

Whumper pets their hair, and for a moment Whumpee wants to pull away, but that's quickly replaced by bliss.

"I wouldn't touch you if you didn't want it." Whumper murmurs. "But you do. You're just also ashamed of wanting it, so I turned that off. Isn't it nice, to enjoy physical contact without shame?"

"Yes, Whumper. It's so nice..."

Whumper pets Whumpee's hair for a bit longer before stopping. "Let's get you cleaned up. Follow me."

Whumper takes Whumpee to a bathroom and directs them to take a shower, which they gladly do. It's so easy, everything is so easy with Whumper.

When they're done with their shower, Whumper dresses them in a familiar uniform. They've seen Whumper's other victims helpers wearing these.

Whumper's hand is back in their hair, and Whumpee feels so good they hardly think. They're full and clean and loved.

"Now, let's talk about the repayment you mentioned earlier."