#mwm

[serickswrites]

Loved the Rain

Warnings: captivity, torture, blood, wounds, mcd, hurt/no comfort, caretaker and whumpee

"I always loved the rain," Caretaker murmured as they stroked Whumpee's hair. Through the thick stone walls of the dungeon, they could hear the pitter patter of the falling rain. "It always relaxed me so much. Just to sit and listen to the rain," they said as they continued to stroke Whumpee's filthy, matted hair.

"You loved the rain, too," they whispered as the tears they had been trying to hold back finally came. The tears tracked down their cheeks and dripped onto Whumpee's upturned face.

"You would really like this rain, love," Caretaker sobbed as wiped their tears, trying not to think about the blood that coated their hands.

They hadn't bothered to close Whumpee's eyes yet. They couldn't bear it. But they also couldn't bear to stare down into the lifeless eyes either. And so they stared out into the dingy, damp dungeon as they stroked Whumpee's hair.

Whumpee had bled out in their arms hours ago. Whumper had spent days torturing Whumpee only to end it suddenly by stabbing Whumpee in the chest and throwing them to Caretaker.

The sound of Whumpee's choking breaths fading as they struggled to breathe around the blood filling their mouth would forever echo in Caretaker's ears. The light fading in Whumpee's eyes would forever haunt Caretaker's dreams.

It was all more than Caretaker could bear. And so they sat, Whumpee sprawled across their lap, as they listened to the rain and stroked Whumpee's hair. "I used to love the rain."

[itzgmann]

The plain old mischief makers, Big Left Hand Guy and Invisi-Bill are here!

And why not mix my old hyperfixation with my new one? They're now a MWM render!

[micer2012]

THIS WAS TRULY THE SUMMER OF SCOTT FOR ME. mwm and stw took up my entire summer so much that i didnt have time to draw8X

[sturgeonz]

neil cipher from mashup week or whatever it's called for my friend @shinyyturtleperson .they said it went hard so I'm posting it

[mistakes-were-made-jsabb]

*He’s sitting in his room, alone. He looks to have been crying for hours on end, his eyes bloodshot and face stained with pinkish-red tears*

[russet-writing]

03 Lost

“See what happens” | Screwdriver | Club

Content: Profanity, Drinking (in a club/bar setting), Some violence, Threats, Whumpee kind of having a position of power, Whumper not respecting that at all lol

“They’re startin’ their shit again, Whumpee.”

The Scotch he had been drinking got caught, choking him for all of two seconds before he managed to swallow it down. Out of the corner of Whumpee’s eye, he could see his bartender. She was hovering next to him, looking a whole lot more uneasy than usual, just mindlessly twisting a rag into a martini glass– Nervous energy. His eyes flicked to hers for a brief second and he knew exactly what was wrong just by the look on her face. They came back. Of course they would come back. No measly little warning could keep the Harpoons out of his hair…

“What do you mean they’re starting their… I– Didn’t I tell you that next time they come in you were supposed to fucking–” He cuts himself off and pinches the bridge of his nose, nostrils flaring. Reel it in, Whumpee. A deep breath.

“Didn’t I tell you,” A low murmur this time, “that the next time they tried to come in, you were supposed to turn them away?” When he opens his eyes again, he allows them to drift past the bartender, over to the bar and the crowd that had accumulated there. Sure enough, in the sea of faces and emblazoned leather jackets, his gaze catches on one staring right back at him: Whumper. Whumper, with those same fiery eyes and that same shit eating grin that widened as he lifted a mocking glass to him and downed it. Last time the bastard was here, he had broken about six of those glasses, the shards of which had ended up half-lodged in some poor drunk asshole’s scalp. Whumpee’s eye twitches.

“You don’t think I tried that?” The Bartender hisses with exasperation, following his gaze to the leader of the gang who… was now waving her over for yet another drink. Pompous prick. She bristles and whips her head to look at Whumpee, all tucked up frozen in his armchair. She turns back to Whumper. Back to him. And then, finally, she makes up her mind. With what has to be the most gall he had ever seen her display, she slams the martini down hard enough to nearly crack it and steps towards him, brandishing the damp rag.

“You are the owner of this club, you hear me? Be a man, get off your ass, and go get those psychos off my bar!” The last two words had spit flying at his face. A beat passed as he stared up at her. The bartender’s eyes slowly widened, coming to the realization she had just shouted at her boss, regretting it, and hoping to God it wouldn’t get her fired… but then, Whumpee lowered his gaze and slowly rose to his feet. His jaw was clenched, determination knitted between his brows.

Wordlessly, he makes his way over to the bar.

“Hey, pal…” Whumper called out in that sing-songy voice (the kind that makes you want to beat the everloving daylights out of him.) Whumpee knew he had probably heard that whole interaction judging by the knowing look in his eyes and his lax, confident posture. Whumpee didn’t care, not anymore. He was tired of this. “Long time no see. Starting to think you’ve been holding out on m–”

“You need to leave.”

It came out a lot hoarser than he would have liked, but they seemed to hear him just fine. For a small moment, it felt like the air shifted. The idle chatter around them seemed to falter before, ever so slowly, every head turned to the two of them. Whumpee swallowed, gaze flickering briefly over the watching eyes. Whumper never looked away. Whumpee takes a deep breath and meets Whumper’s gaze head on. 

“You need to leave.” It came out firmer that time. More like how the club owner should sound. But all that determination and feigned confidence simply crumbled the moment Whumper rose from his seat, movements fluid and agile like something ascending, something not human– it was nothing like the sweating and scarred men around him. No, Whumper was something entirely different. Something otherworldly. All that previous arrogance was gone, replaced now with something… terrifying. Whumpee almost misses the arrogance. When he rose to his full height, he only had about two inches on Whumpee, but God it felt like he was towering over him. Whumpee barely managed not to cringe backwards when the man leaned in and whispered,

“Or… what?”

A small part of him wanted to give in and say ‘Or nothing! Hah, what a funny prank– I definitely got you. Drinks are on the house tonight, fellas!’ but he could still feel his bartender’s eyes on him… Damn it, he had a reputation to look after. He wasn’t going to let some rag tag nobodies tell him how to run his club.

“Or I’ll have you arrested, Whumper.” He shoots back. “I’ve asked you not to come back here and I’m allowed by law to refuse you service.” 

He takes a small, menacing step forward. “Go ahead, call them, Whumpee. See what happens.”

Whumpee can’t help but flinch slightly at that, but he steels his resolve and shoves a hand into his pocket, pulling out his phone. “Fine then, fuck you, I will! Then maybe finally they’ll get you off the streets, you absolute mutt–”

There was a sudden flash of movement that Whumpee’s mind didn’t quite catch up to in time. He dropped his phone. Then, the pain hit him all at once, hot and searing like a knife all along the bridge of his nose. He cries out and cups his hands over it, feeling the warm slick of blood streaming between them and down into his sleeves. Fuck! Shit, did he just punch my fucking– He jerks backwards as he notices Whumpers vague outline reaching towards him through the water in his eyes. He stumbles dizzily against the counter, rolling over slightly until he’s practically bent over it. 

Whumpee doesn’t really know why he started reaching for something. Maybe some small part of his mind knew if he didn’t defend himself there was a real good chance the man would just kill him right here, right now, in his own club. Either way, he starts grappling blindly on the other side of the counter.

Just as he feels Whumper’s hand fist into his hair, rearing his head backwards, Whumpee’s hand locks around a handle, smooth and rubbery against his sweaty palm. He somehow manages to twist his body around in time before the other man can slam his face into the countertop, ignoring the burning sensation in his scalp. Better than having his nose broken anymore; He can still feel the blood running down his face… and neck. He blinks tears from his eyes and with a final burst of energy, he thrusts whatever was in his hand out blindly. It doesn’t make contact. Instead, he feels Whumper’s other hand lock around his wrist. A screwdriver. It was just a fucking screwdriver. Before he can even try to squirm out of the grip, he’s already being thrown backwards once more until he’s arched over the countertop, feeling it bruising into the small of his back.

“Wait!” He gasps out, scrambling frantically as Whumper wrenches the handle from his grip. “Wait– I’m sorry! I–”

The other man simply slammed his head against the counter one, two, three times until he started seeing stars and couldn’t get in enough air to scream. Distantly, he wondered why nobody else was trying to help him but deep down he knew why. Nobody would be able to fight off Whumper if they tried. He manages to work his eyes open once more, trying to ignore the low throbbing in his nose and now the back of his skull but then… he sees Whumper looming over him, screwdriver in hand, poised overhead, ready to come crashing down and pierce right through his fucking eye socket. He’s suddenly breathless.

“No, no, no– Stop! Please don’t–” His voice cuts off with a frantic cry and he feels that woosh of air and a sharp sound that must’ve been his world crashing around him… but the pain never came. It wasn’t delayed like before. It wasn’t there at all. Whumpee’s eyes slowly cracked open, breaths coming much too fast, and he met Whumper’s stony visage… those dark, intense eyes. Whumpee’s eyes shift to the side to the screwdriver, now lodged into the intricately carved cedar countertops… right next to his head. He gulps and doesn’t say a word.

The club is entirely silent now. The next words are whispered even quieter, but they come out crystal clear.

“Call me a mutt again.”

Whumpee’s eyes stay locked on the screwdriver, thoughts spiraling, mental images of that lodged in his skull and blood and agony and— There’s another sharp tug of his hair and his eyes shoot to Whumper’s once more. He’s closer now. A mere breath away.

“I said… call me a mutt again, Whumpee.”

It was hard to shake his head with that hand still gripping him by the hair, but he did anyway, managing only a small whimper that sounded vaguely like ‘I’m sorry’. A few moments pass of this neverending standoff. And just when Whumpee was half convinced it would never break and that those eyes would eventually leave two burning holes in his head, Whumper tilts his head.

And he smiles.

And he murmurs, low and charismatic like it had been when he first walked in, “Well… I’m glad we got that settled then. I would hate to not be able to support my favorite club.” His fingers loosened and slid from the tangled hair, giving him a condescending pat. “And my favorite club owner… Right?” Again at a loss for words, Whumpee just nods. Finally, mercifully, Whumper recedes and lets Whumpee crumple bonelessly to the floor.

For the next two weeks, the Harpoons stopped by and visited every night. Whumpee never said a word about it. Not a single peep.

[lighteraryloredump]

I didn’t realize quite how long it had been since I had posted, but have some doodles as proof that I’m cooking up something really cool for October 🍁🎃

[parageist]

also i made this cool thing :3

[glamourcityrp]

this blog is so detailed :') mwm from members?

Thank you! Admin Kaitlin did an amazing job setting it up. I'll leave this question up to the members. Fam, who are your most wanted males you'd like to see on the dash?

[diamondbrickz]

HOW did your shirtless forum freakshow drawing make it into the Direct (MINI)

honestly no clue. probably 1. for the funnies and 2. i’m in backroom

[redcreekfm]

mw fcs?

          𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄 ! we prepared this in advance , and since the list is rather long , i'll leave it under the cut for you anon ! here are our most wanted fcs , in no particular order , semi sorted by age :

MWM 21+

mason gooding , charles melton , thomas weatherall , taylor zakhar perez , harris dickinson , avan jogia , damian hardung , archie renaux , alex fitzalan , lorenzo zurzolo , daniel ezra , drew starkey , jacob elordi , cha eunwoo , kim seok-woo , rudy pankow , damson idris , keith powers , kim minkyu , woo dohwan , sean teale , fabien frankel , antonio cipriano ,  jeong yunho , jacob anderson , callum turner , bill skarsgard , win metawin , danny ramirez , clinton liberty , xolo maridueña , jonhatan daviss , michael evans behling , nam joohyuk , cody christian , felix mallard , charlie  plummer , luke pasqualino , paul mescal , bright vachirawit , nick robinson , kubilay aka , evan mock , emilio sakraya , david iacono , broderick hunter , alp navruz , berk cancan , deniz can aktas , mert ramazan demir , byeon woo seok , kento yamazaki , kim jiwoong , d'pharaoh woon-a-tai , owen teague , noah lalonde , assad zaman , toby wallace , richard harmon , lakeith stanfield , song kang , dev patel , dominic fike , enzo vogrincic , park solomon , apo nattawin , joe keery , kiowa gordon , aaron piper , kofi siriboe , raymond ablack , kim min-jae , froy gutierrez , john boyega , jeremy allen white , logan lerman , jung jaehyun , matthew broome , tom blythe , mackenyu , michael  cimino .

MWF 21+

julia dalavia , ayo edebiri , jenna ortega , quannah chasinghorse , zion moreno , benedetta porcaroli , kitty chicha , taylor russell , giovana cordeiro , rabia soytürk ,  khadijha red thunder , moon gayoung , go minshi , davika hoorne , alice pagani , maris racal , kawennáhere devery jacobs , aubri ibrag , anya chalotra , sophie thatcher , ashley liao , nicole wallace , chase sui wonders , park sooyoung , ashley moore , jung hoyeon , melissa barrera , zendaya , jessica alexander , hunter schafer , mikey madison , madelyn cline , savannah lee smith , yang hyeji , ellie bamber , lizeth selene , yara shahidi , diana silvers , jung somin , samantha logan , margaret qualley , bahar sahin , aslihan malbora , halston sage , choi heejin , jasmin savoy brown , alva bratt , olivia holt , ayca aysin turan , melisa asli pamuk , odessa young , silan turkoglu , sobhita dhulipala , simay barlas , brianne tju , greta onieogou , bae ganghee , özge yağız , han sohee , jeon jong seo , yandah sallah , cierra ramirez , elle fanning , havannah rose liu , jennie kim , lola tung , madison bailey , maia refico , lily-rose depp , jane de leon , alisha boe , india eisley , ella purnell , milena tscharntke , daisy edgar jones , seychelle gabriel , laura harrier , grace van dien , sadie sink , kathryn bernardo , victoria pedretti , courtney eaton , maya hawke , emily rudd , kristine froseth , simone ashley , christian serratos , bruna marquezine , sadie soverall , krystal jung , laura kariuki , katherine mcnamara , adria arjona , eva de dominci , megan suri , niamh mccormack , anna sawai , pinar deniz , zorzo natharuetai , anya taylor joy , sarah gustafsson , seo yeji , antoinette robertson , derya pinar ak , celeste o'connor , amber midthunder , sofia carson , lovie simone , sasha calle , im jinah , adeline rudolph , ryan destiny , kim yerim , sasha luss , yaya urassaya , nana komatsu , neslihan atagül , paulina singer , ju jingyi , sasha lane , valentina zenere , camila mendes , amita suman , keke palmer , olivia cooke , isabela merced , gigi zumbado , frida gustavsson , samara weaving .

MWM 35+

oliver jackson-cohen , serkan çayoğlu , boyd holbrook , manny jacinto , santiago cabrera , kyle gallner , kim jihoon , oscar isaac , kivanc tatlitug , tom ellis , max riemelt , seo in guk , garrett hedlund , daniel sharman , ben barnes , lee je hoon , theo james , robert pattinson , gong yoo , lee pace , max irons , rahul kohli , shiloh fernandez , collin o’donoghue , daniel henney , tom hardy , sebastian stan , regé-jean page , nick sagar , michael b jordan , dan stevens .

MWF 35+

angela sarafyan , sophie cookson , ni ni , deniz baysal , katie mcgrath , keira knightley , lily gladstone , hazal filiz küçükköse , sonoya mizuno , rebecca ferguson , deborah ann woll , ming xi , lee dahee , nathalie emmanuel , ana de armas , angelina jolie , lupita nyong'o , anne hathaway , lea seydoux , yoghurt  nattasha .

MWM 50+

mads mikkelsen , colman domingo , timothy olyphant , idris elba , mahershala ali

MWF 50+

melissa mcbride , mädchen amick , rachel weisz , courtney cox , michelle yeoh

[asburyparkrp]

hi, do you have any mwm ?

Sure do! Brian Tyree Henry, Aaron Taylor Johnson, Theo James, Dev Patel, Alfie Enoch, Tenoch Huerta, Taylor Zakhar Perez, Jeremy Allen White, Manny Jacinto, Bill Skarsgard, Michael B. Jordan, Archie Renaux, Austin Butler, Justin H. Min, Diego Luna, Rahul Kohli, Paul Mescal.

Members, feel free to suggest as well!

[itzgmann]

MOU5'd my sona-

17Z_5M4NN

[cardinalhq]

most wanted out of gavin leatherwood, sean teale, brandon flynn or thomas doherty?

I very quickly and enthusiastically would decide on Brandon Flynn! But if any members want to see any of the others more, I encourage them to speak up in the replies!

[moldytrashcan]

once apotn a time,,,

forum utzsuho,,,,,,,,, ,

[abyssalhq]

Well, hello again! Just popping in to ask who you all would like to see here most - looking forward to your suggestions in the notes below: