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[oohshinywhump]

Thinking about a first time Whumper x veteran Whumpee...

When they first meet:

"You don't seem nearly scared enough. This isn't your first time is it?" "You seem weirdly nervous. Is it yours?"

"Ugh! Out of everyone in the city I could kidnap I had to get stuck with someone else's leftovers!"

"You used to belong to so-and-so, didn't you? Ah! They're my idol! Oh! This is exciting. I get to study their masterpiece up close!"

"WHY AREN'T YOU SCARED OF ME?!!!"

"Oh. You've never done this before." "Stop judging me. I have a knife."

"How is it you know exactly what I like?" "You torturers are all the same." "You've done this before??"

"I won't kill you, but I need you to cooperate. I am new to this, just so you know." "Yup. I'm going to die."

"Mmmm, I love how you move when you're in pain." "Thanks! I've been practicing for years."

"Who taught you to scream like this?"

Whumpee helping Whumper figure out the basics:

"Why are you on your knees?" "Oh sorry. Do you not like that? The last guy liked me that way. I just assumed…" "No, no. It's a good idea. Keep doing that. I just… never thought of it."

"So, what are the rules?" "Rules?" "Yeah, dumbass. Your rules for me. Do you want me to call you sir? Master? Or can I keep calling you jackass?"

"Do you want me to put up a fight or should we skip straight to the submissive stage?" "Oh... uhhh... don't fight too much. I don't trust myself not to accidentally kill you." "Oh, yeah. Good point."

"What kind of scream do you like?" "There are kinds of screams?" "Yeah. The last guy liked it when I ugly-cried. But I'm pretty good a bloodcurdling and whimpering like a kicked puppy. I can try to stay quiet but I can't make promises there..." "Hmmm... try all of them. I'll tell you which I like best."

"You cleaned??" "Yeah? Was I not supposed to?" "I didn't know you could make captives do that?!" "For the record, I didn't do it because I'm scared of you - your arm gets tired after giving me like three lashes. I did it because I'm going to be spending a lot of time bleeding on this table and I doubt it occurred to you to disinfect it."

Whumpee teaching Whumper how to whump:

"Show me what they used to do to you."

Whumper studying the scars on Whumpees body to learn the best places to cut/stab.

"Oh no! A knife? How original!" /s

"If you stab me right there you'll kill me. You have to go one inch to the right. Yeah, right there-AHHHHHH! …yup. Right there."

"I'll make you a deal. Let me have a solid eight hours of sleep and I'll show you where to pinch the nerve that will paralyze my left arm."

"You can't leave me tied up like this!" "I can do what I want!" "Yes. Okay. True. But like, you've either got to tie my knees to my chest or let my feet touch the ground. Otherwise I'm going to asphyxiate."

Whumper having an inferiority complex:

"I CAN DO ANYTHING THEY COULD DAMMIT!" (They = Whumpee's former Whumper)

"WHUMPEE! YOU'RE NOT BETTER THAN ME!" *Whumpee trying not to laugh when Whumper fucks up something really basic.*

"You must think I'm so pathetic." "NOo! Of course not! You're doing amazing! Really you are! I'm so fucking scared of you right now. I promise."

"I'll never be as good as the person who hurt you before." "You'll get there! I promise. I was like his fifth victim - I'm your first. Be kind to yourself!"

"How the fuck did your former Whumper do it?" "Yeah... you're not getting that out of me..."

Whumper being paranoid that Whumpee is manipulating them. Even though they hold the power they feel like Whumpee has more control over the situation because they know more.

Also...

Whumpee knowing just how to manage Whumper. They instinctively know when to be a little defiant and when to do exactly as they are told. They know just the right tone of voice to speak in, and just how to move, scream, to keep Whumper as pleased as possible. The sooner Whumper is satisfied the sooner it will stop.

Whumpee pretending it hurts worse than it does, lying about which places/tortures hurt most, acting more sick or tired than they really are to get rest/food, acting more scared than they really are… It's not like Whumper could know better.

[writing-is-a-martial-art]

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[softerhaze]

away, but never far (♪)

[chelledoggo]

hundreds of years from now, when you're long gone and your bones have turned to dust, nobody will care if you were "cringe" or not.

relax. 💖

[tcmmykinard]

so today is my mom's 49th birthday and my little brother and i are going to get a small tattoo that she had to kind of remember her by

[mas-o-kissed]

Pulled a fun little uno reverse on “stabbing as a metaphor for sexual penetration” today when I begged him to keep stabbing me during sex. To keep pushing it in and out of me until it killed me. <3

Sexual penetration as a metaphor for being murdered <3

[fabulous-joys]

party: live fast, die young, leave behind a pretty corpse! that’s what i always say!

[esteemed-excellency]

Hiram's scars reference:

The abstraction scar is the oldest

He was crushed by glim in three separate occasions (it became a running joke within the yacht's crew)

He was obliterated by a chunk of his airship's deck this estival

Virginia murdered him that one time before the Marvellous

He has a lightning scar on his back (not pictured)

Plus, the only scars he got rid of with the shapeling arts:

[masquenoire]

>> Pokemon Personality Quiz

Well, this was off to a good start. Roman looked at his result proudly, finding it very accurate for a man like himself. Nothing suited him better than a Dragon, being a natural leader with strong ambitions to take over Gotham and claim the city as his own. Damn right he had high standards and he wasn't afraid to show it!

"Agreeableness is very low? Fuck you, I'm perfectly agreeable when it suits me!" The rudeness of this quiz.

It was only getting after his result that the grumbling stopped, Roman completely in shock at what he'd gotten. He'd expected dragons; fierce, proud, powerful beasts that matched the vigor and menace he exuded and what he'd gotten was far from what he'd expected.

"And just what the fuck is that? A Goodra? Are you fucking kidding me!?!? That ain't no fucking dragon, that's something out of My Little P.ony or some kid's shit! Don't get mad if it slimes up my good suit? You better believe I'm gonna get PISSED at this gooey-eyed piece of shit touching me! Sure, don't give me the badass with blades in his face or the giant Blue Crocosaurus. Even the frozen turkey would be better than fucking Goodra." Roman seethed. This shit was exactly the reason why he didn't like Pokeymans or whatever the hell the stupid series was called.

Tagged ByStolen from: @peranarkia (♡) Tagging: Whoever would like to do it?

[the-force-awakens]

Thinking about what a sweet, kind, silly and gentle hearted person Poe is until you piss him off and once that switch is flipped, he's a force to be reckoned with

Oh, did you mean? my most favorite? facet? of his character? that makes me lose my marbles? and also happens to be maybe my favorite character trope of all time? that? Okay I hope you were expecting an infodump because what-ho! that's what's happening, I have come prepared and with receipts, let's fucking go on how Poe Dameron is a goddamned force of nature and how the galaxy should be really fucking thankful his loyalty is first and foremost to the Resistance and to the Light, because if it wasn't...well, I'd dread to think, but it wouldn't be good for anyone else.

The fun thing for me, is that it has always been a part of Poe's character, right from The Force Awakens -- it's subtle, but it's there, hidden between the sassy quips in the face in danger and the professionality of Commander Dameron; little fleeting moments that tell you that Poe Dameron is not someone to be trifled with at all, including one of his very first scenes:

I'm 90% certain that Poe's gaze actually lands first on Tekka's body here, before lifting it up to glare at Ren - and that's more than just a defiant glare, that's a look of loathing. Which fits, considering that I do believe the Force Awakens novelization confirms that Poe rushes in without thinking, and acts on sheer anger/rage when he goes to shoot Ren after Ren kills Tekka.

(More lengthy thoughts under the cut, I was not kidding, I saved a dozen images for this).

And that look is far from the only moment in TFA that clearly goes "oh. yeah, Poe can be scary when he wants to be", there's this frankly delightful moment during the trench run when Poe sees a fellow pilot perish while covering him:

and then moments later, when Poe flies into the heart of Starkiller to destroy the oscillator, we get this shot:

that's far more than just determination/focus, he's angry. and he has every goddamned right to be - he was just held captive and tortured for (??) days, and this monstrosity just destroyed an entire fucking planetary system, and the very Republic that Poe has spent his entire adult life believing the inherent values of, that he thought could genuinely improve. Never mind the detail that Poe probably likely spent time on the Hosnian System, if he didn't live there temporarily during his time in the Defense Fleet.

But these shots makes it clear where the comic gets the idea from that the First Order might, y'know, actually be. A little bit terrified of Poe Dameron:

He's a serious threat, and ruthless when it comes to the First Order. People joke a lot about Poe being reckless, but I don't see a lot of recognition for the fact that he can be ruthless - he sees point b and dives straight at it, and he's absolutely relentless in his determination to take the First Order down.

The quickest possible way to enrage Poe is inaction or injustice. We see this clearly in the Last Jedi, when he believes Holdo is essentially leading them to their deaths and has thrown the Resistance away:

but we also see it as far back as Before the Awakening by Greg Rucka:

This conversation carries on for a page or so more, I think, with Poe arguing against the New Republic's decision to not act or investigate further (it's also what prompts him into going rogue to investigate on his own, which leads Leia into recruiting him for the Resistance).

And we've even seen it in material as recent as Free Fall, which means this is a character trait Poe has had his entire life:

(these do not paint my girl in a great light but like she's fucked up okay!! and being groomed into taking her mother's place it's fine, it's fine, she's my fucked up little blorbo)

anyway. so this is Poe when he's, probably about 16? 16 going on 17 here, and this is probably the angriest he's ever been considering how shocked he is about the chill in his own voice (which if you were ever curious why I say Poe's anger runs cold, it's because of this scene right here). He's so enraged by the injustice being carried out by Sotin, that he's genuinely - for the first time in the book - considering actually killing someone. And he gets into a screaming match about what the right decision is with Zorii.

(he also gets to punch Sotin later, by the way, if you even care. It's glorious. I love my favorite character who decides murder is okay if said murder is in question a guy who deals in the slave trade)

But also.

My favorite instance of this, ever, which rewrote my fucking goddamned brainchemistry in 2017 when I read it and made me have to step away from my computer and honest to god pace the length of my house to walk it off, is his confrontation with Terex in issue #13 of the Poe comics.

Because you know what?

This entire fucking exchange is personal, and almost/pretty much outright vindictive? Like at this point, Poe has solidly won this round - Terex has finally been defeated, and all Poe has to do is hand him over to the First Order. He knows, in doing so, Terex will likely be killed, and after who knows how long of Terex's bullshit meaning Poe couldn't trust his squadron, and the fact that L'ulo just died - well, Poe's not real broken up about it, which is fun in itself.

But then he asks Malarus if he can have a moment with Terex before he hands him over and Poe....uses that moment to gloat.

And y'all know me i don't use words like that for Poe but like. he kind of does? he asks a moment alone with terex specifically so that he can taunt Terex that he won, that Terex didn't beat him, and that in trying to take Poe down, Terex cost himself everything (a fact Poe happily rubs in his face), and even adds that "and when I give you to the First Order, I bet they'll take the rest."

So like. Yeah.

Poe knew full well they'd likely kill him, and spends the next few issues full heartedly believing that Terex was dead. And he taunts Terex with it here in this moment. It is TRULY glorious and honestly had 17 year old me's little head spinning because it was such a subversion of what I thought Poe would do -- but he did! He didn't try to figure out a way to spare Terex's life, and he used his final moments with Terex to make sure Terex knew that Poe was fully aware of what the choice he was making meant.

It's fucking DELICIOUS.

And I also love this panel from earlier into the issue:

Because again, it's a great illustration of how Poe can come off cold because of the art choices Phil Noto made here: look at the jacket. It's zipped up all the way to Poe's neck (a rarity for Poe), and just generally gives him this very closed off, cold appearance because he's at his wit's end in this issue, and he is angry about the circumstances Terex has forced him into.

So...yeah. Poe Dameron is a sweet, compassionate, silly guy who makes the worst fucking puns you've ever heard this side of the galaxy. He loves his droid, wears his mother's wedding ring with the intent to give it to the right partner someday, and loves all of his friends full heartedly and is generally the most tactile, affectionate person you will ever meet. He's pretty much everyone's best friend, because he has that kind of charisma and ability to make anyone feel like they're the most important person in the galaxy.

But Poe Dameron is also the man that the First Order seems genuinely intimidated/afraid of. He's the man that destroyed Starkiller base, and toppled the most powerful crime syndicate in the galaxy when he was just 17 years old. He is not someone you ever, ever want to piss off, because for all his warmth and love, Poe has an anger that runs cold, and when he hates something - it's just like when he loves something, he doesn't go half-way.

General Organa isn't the only Resistance general that can be absolutely terrifying in her own right as much as she can be gentle and loving. It's just that Leia's the only one anyone ever notices, because...well, Poe's silly and funny and usually kind of easy going.

And the fact that people underestimate him is what makes him that much more dangerous.

[bechnokid]

[a vent, just in time for my birthday!]

With Lunar New Year falling on my 32nd birthday, I'm kinda just sitting here thinking about my cultural identity.

My parents were born in Vietnam, and then they moved to the United States during the Vietnam War, effectively making me a 1st-generation Vietnamese American.

We used to partake in traditional rituals like Lunar New Year (Tết) with our relatives, but that quickly ended since our relatives were assholes and ruined every get-together for us. Despite coming from parents who are both 100% Vietnamese, I can't speak, understand, or even read the language and have primarily spoken in English all my life. So, I'm just left here wondering if I'm a real Vietnamese at all.

I feel a bit envious of other Asian-American friends who either don't have to worry about trying to fit in with other Americans when they can just participate in their respective culture anyway, or don't have to worry about not participating in their culture when they're half-, quarter-, 1/8th, or some smaller fraction.

Me? I'm just stuck in this corner: too American to be Vietnamese, and too Vietnamese to be American.

I never fit in with other kids at school, and I was ok with it. But now, it seems like I can't fit in anywhere, and it sucks.

[fitgof]

“Why are you keeping me here?” The glass squeaked as Amy dragged her fingers across the window to pull herself away. “Just kill me like Robin and the others and be done with it.”

“Kill you? Why would I do that? You have far more value to me alive.” He turned from the window and paced a few steps away before turning back to stare through the glass again. “Your father is a businessman, is he not? Or will be. I’m curious about his thoughts on magical antiquities. With your mother’s help it would make it so easy to find them in working condition. Amulets, talismans. Wands.”

“I don’t know anything about my father’s business, or his collections,” Amy said. 

Each trip they made back in time to collect the items sold at auction Amy had no say. Her parents had predetermined destinations based on Everlast’s research and Perennial’s ability to take them there. Only now did Amy realise where those suggestions came from. This whole time Dianthus talked her parents into agreeing to send her away, to become an experiment, to be tortured. Another trinket for Alouette to collect.

[cockymclaughlin]

so the last good mythical evening came out 3 days after my dad died. i watched it, but in all honesty i do not remember a single bit of it. it's been 6 months and i'm doing better so maybe soon i'm going to watch it and come back here, have a couple drinks, and liveblog it for a little while. see how it feels to be-- at least for a small fraction of time-- myself again. idk if anyone cares or would care but of course i'd tag everything so anyone uninterested wouldn't have to be subject to any of it.

but i think it would be nice. to do something normal again. i'll let y'all know if i decide to go through with it.

[innerbeast]

slow, heavy; each breath taken needing careful thought behind it. every inhale planned, the following exhale gradually forced. painful couldn't begin to describe it, the weighted pain pressing against his chest; how it strained his breathing, and had his heart rate the only steady sound to hold on to.

around him the world seemed to creek and groan, buildings and the trunks of trees groaning beneath the pull of fastened chains. the metal seeming to mimic the warrior's current struggle, tightening and suffocating the area around much like he was.

'please... someone! anyone! please!! 'i can't take this -- i can't! i don't want to die!'

they never ceased. the voices.

carried along in the passing breeze was a new cry, another sound to attempt to drown out and ignore. no matter how urgently he wished to follow it, no matter how strongly every nerve and muscle tensed, willing him to move! find them, help them!

save them...

"will you not go to them?" a voice to rise him from his stalling stance, dual-toned eyes lifted to meet a once fitting, turquoise pair. yet these were not the eyes of one whom once looked upon him so warmly, no. their gaze pierced like a fine lance, sharp enough to have the miqo'te flinching without any true, physical harm.

"revered warrior of light, the realms saviour... you never could live up to the title, could you? undeserving. you always told me as such." it carried his brothers voice, yes, but it fell distorted; thick with vile intent where there should be none. he knew this -- knew it as well as he did within his dream prior.

khol'a wasn't here, he never had been. this wasn't real. so, then, why? why did it still weigh on him as heavily as if it were?

"... i had meant it, then." dar'khol's voice finally rises, yet it's far quieter than intended. "i am undeservin', i'd never asked for all o' this. but that doesn't mean i can't very well try! that's what i've done -- what i've been doin'!" gradually, his voice grew, and he brought himself up along with it -- axe in hand, fingers held tight enough to pale the joints. khol'a -- or what used to be -- seemed to grin with that newfound, jagged maw of his, watching as dar'khol did everything in his power to come forth, blade bared.

yet, as the blade fell it held no greater intent; hesitation bleeding within every attempt, every swing taken. clash of steel against awaiting claw, a counterable onslaught from start to finish until the warrior was pushed back. a laugh echoed throughout, rumbling in tandem with the rain of fire from above as dar's back met something solid.

"a worthless effort, it would seem! look at you," it snarled, claws extended; hovering, waiting. "you're no saviour, you're no hopeful beacon. all those tied up with you will one day fall behind, you know this."

( @darkenforcer )

[tcmmykinard]

today i had someone call me from the hospital that my mom was in, telling me that the way my mom's stroke presented was unusual and basically asking me if i would give them permission to have my mom's brain scans be a part of an educational study and in the process of them explaining all of this, i was told for the first time which organs my mom was able to successfully donate AND i just got an email back that is supposed to have images of my mom's brain scans and just..oof. i'm not emotionally there yet to deal with any of this

[flownintothesun]

photodump 1 of 5, niagara falls :

since i was a wee little thing, i've been terrified of waterfalls and dams. no real reason to note — just an ever present phobia (past life, maybe?) also, ever since i was a child, i've admired and looked up to my grandma more than anything. she taught me unconditional love and kindness, and i aspire every day to be more like her. sadly, she passed in 2010. her last adventure with my grandpa was to niagara falls and on the maid of the mist. i'll never forget my grandpa telling the story of how he thought they were gonna just sit nicely on the boat and next thing he knows my 4'9" grandma is up roaming around the boat like she's always had her 'sea legs' and taking photos. by the time i got to the maid of the mist, i'd already walked 9 miles. needless to say, the same story played out. it was beautiful, and i wasn't afraid, because i think i know she's always with me, protecting me. this was, of course, a pit stop on the move from indiana to vermont. it was also my first soiree into canada.