#prompt: choking

[serickswrites]

You're Allowed to Fall Apart

Warnings: referenced captivity, referenced restraints, referenced torture, referenced failed rescue, gun, gunshot, wounds, blood, bleeding out, choking, mcd, grief, hurt/no comfort

Caretaker sat in the pew closest to the pulpit, relishing in the twilight darkness of the church. No one could see their face. No one could see their tears here. No one could see their shame. No one could see their grief. And the guilt they deserved.

They had blood on their hands. It was all their fault they were sitting here. They had no one to blame but themself. And yet, they couldn't bring themself to say the words. Not yet.

"Ah, Caretaker," the priest said as he entered the nave.

"Father," Caretaker whispered, unable to lift their head. They came here to repent, to beg for forgiveness, but they wanted to do it in solace. This was between them and God. And.....Whumpee.

The priest stopped and sat in the pew next to Caretaker. "Everything is nearly ready for the service tomorrow," he said somberly. "I think it's going to be a very beautiful service, Caretaker."

Caretaker nodded, unable to speak past the lump in their throat. It had been ever present, but at the mention of the pending service tomorrow, it grew. Grew to the point that they couldn't speak. Because the thought of saying goodbye to the one person they had failed the most was too much.

The priest gingerly put his hand on Caretaker's back. "You're allowed to fall apart, Caretaker. You don't have to be strong any more. Please, allow me to be the shoulder for you to lean on."

Caretaker squeezed their eyes shut against the tears. They very much wanted to lean on someon'es shoulder. But they didn't deserve it. Images danced behind their eyelids, a permanent reminder of why they deserved to repent forever.

Caretaker's desperate search for Whumpee had felt long, though in hindsight, Caretaker realized it had only been a few days. They knew Whumper had kidnapped Whumpee and was likely torturing them every minute they remained unfound. Caretaker had to find them. Whumper had taken Whumpee to hurt Caretaker. Caretaker couldn't let Whumpee get hurt in their place.

And so they searched. And searched. And searched until at last they found Whumper's hideaway. Found Whumper's hideaway and Whumpee tied up in the basement. Whumpee was alive and relieved to see Caretaker. Though they were all the worse for wear, they were alive. That was all that mattered.

What Caretaker had failed to take into account was that Whumpee would be too weak to escape quickly. And that proved to be a fatal mistake. Whumper returned mid rescue, gun aimed at Whumpee. Caretaker hadn't reacted quickly enough. The bullet ripped through Whumpee's chest, sending them sprawling. Whumper's gleeful cackles were quiet compared to the awful choking sound Whumpee made as they tried to breathe through the blood filling their lungs and throat.

"No, no, you can't leave me. Whumpee, you have to stay. You have to stay with me. No! Please, Whumpee," Caretaker repeated over and over as they tried to staunch the flow of blood from the bullet wound in Whumpee's chest. But no matter how much Caretaker begged, how much Caretaker pressed on the wound, it wasn't enough. Whumpee's choking slowly faded into silence as their eyes grew glassy and they stilled beneath Caretaker.

That had been a little over a week ago and Caretaker hadn't known a moment of peace since. They didn't deserve it. It was all their fault. "Caretaker," the priest finally said, breaking the silence and Caretaker's horrible memories, "I won't pressure you. But just know that I am here if you ever need me."

Caretaker nodded, unable to fight the tears any longer. They waited until the priest left before they began to sob loudly. "I am so sorry, Whumpee," they said to the empty church. "I know I don't deserve your forgiveness. I know I don't deserve anything but pain. But I...I can't live through this pain. I can't live through saying goodbye to you. It was supposed to be me. Not you. I am so sorry."

In the twilight dark of the church, Caretaker sobbed. Though they were completely alone, the quiet dark was a comforting presence. Perhaps someone, or something, heard their prayers and offered some peace, even if for a moment.

Tags: @mousepaw @jumpywhumpywriter @knightinbatteredarmor @hufflepuffwritingstuff2 @anightmarishwhump

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[alpaca-clouds]

Whumpuary 02: Just a Guy

Prompts: Choking, "Get Away from Me!"

The second story für @whumpuary is online. I went with two of the prompts today: "Get Away From Me!" and Choking. This one takes place very early in game, with Astarion knowing Tav just for a few days.

Just a Guy

Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3 Relationship: Astarion & Tav (pre-romance) Genre: Hurt/Comfort

⚠️ The story starts with a flashback to some torture through Cazador ⚠️

Astarion gets woken from a nightmare.

Another obligatory tag for @0nelittlebirdtoldme

[emacrow]

The jealous child, Three Sisters, and Consequences of a foretold prophecy

"I was supposed to be the youngest, I trained all through my childhood to save you all and yet I wasn't the glorified prophecy child that the Three Sisters foretold." Zeus snapped as he thrown his lightning at a poor mountain icy snow top above Olympus, cracking the top of it in half.

"I was supposed to be praised to lead everyone to greatness and glory that would have mortals worshipping us for eons but yet here we are split away from the mortal realms due because Pandora and that blasted human who killed our only remaining hold on the living world!" The clouds trembled deep grey as the sounds of thunder rumbled and crack, before the rains fell hard as Zeus nearly broke the stone table with his fist as he fell onto his knees.

"But even before I knew as time past on, I had cause the very downfall of Olympic Empire that the Sisters foretold if I kept what I'd done hidden away for all these years..."

Nearly all the Gods and Goddesses couldn't believe their ears, most were too shocked or disappointed to move beside Hades who steadily walked toward Zeus.

Hades help him get up from his defeated looking form before speaking.

"You have carried this secrets since the very beginning and I have only eight things to say." He said before, grabbing Zeus by his throat and literally choking the near immortal life outta of him as his black hair nearly ignited in a deep rosey red fire.

"You Cocky Fucking Jealous Son of a Bitch!" Hades growled menacingly as he topple on Zeus helding him to the ground.

"You mean to tell me that Everything we have gone through, all the crap you put everyone through with your terrible Decision making, tragical unforseenable and judgements, most of our demigod children killed or suffer a terrible fate and being trapped along here severed from the mortal realms beside the underworld could have all been avoided if you haven't killed our youngest sibling because you were jealous that you weren't the last born." Hades nearly spate hellflames as the very air cold into negative degrees while Persephone let him take his long held anger out because even her distant mother would agree that was lower then a diseased rat to do such a thing.

Meanwhile Shazam was having the most painfully split migraine, chewing on caramel popcorn as he was writing down some notes on what he was listening on from the Gods and Goddess. To later tell the other heroes about then.

Part 5 << >> Part 7

[justaz]

magic reveal where arthur doesn't say a word and starts walking away and then merlin is at his heel calling for him, pleading with him to talk, to let him explain everything, begging for him to turn around and look at him, his voice breaking with grief. arthur has never been able to deny merlin anything and turns but he is still hurt and angry and merlin can see it in his eyes before he even opens his mouth to spew accusations. merlin stands, demure, as he shakes his head yet he doesn't say anything - fallen silent under arthur's rage. arthur walks away and around a corner, merlin doesn't follow. merlin breaks down into heartbroken tears and sobs and arthur is just around the corner, leaning on the wall for support, and listening to merlin fall apart.

[defire]

More things I just conveniently know

Choking

(i just saw a post about this and wanted to make my own list)

Content: choking, ptsd

Victim that's been choked many times, eyelids fluttering closed as they try to conserve energy

First time, eyes fly open, panicking, trying to gag and can't even get that out

Afterward because of the compression of the trachea, victim ende up coughing and possibly spitting

Those panicky, gravelly breaths right after

The betrayed look sideways at aggressor as victim holds throat and tries to get their breath

Sometimes your body doesn't decide to get faint until after the breath is restored. Victim gasping, hand against the wall for support after aggressir lets go.

Rubbing their throat quietly

Chin down, pulling back reflexively whenever aggressor gets angry after that

Not liking to be touched above the shoulder

[evilminji]

You know what would be HILARIOUS?

The Flash Family, know sceptics. Men and women of SCIENCE(~✨️!). Just?? Casually rolling up one day to work like "oh BTW, ghosts are a thing. Very cool."

Like? EXCUSE ME?! Shouts furious and outraged magic users. ALL of whom had tried to explain that fact and failed... just... just SO MANY TIMES.

And the Flash are like "What?! Of COURSE Ghosts are real! There is SCIENCE to back this up!"

And? JLA Dark might? Spit blood? They are incoherent with rage. You FUCKERS.

Where are the papers? WHERE ARE THE GOD DAMNED PAPERS!? What was it? What convinced you, that their FIVE HOUR LECTURE failed to do!?!?

And it's some NOBODY named Daniel Fenton. A rebuttal of his parents earlier works.

Mother fuckers. Are these idiots POKING AROUND THE REALMS!? They... they need to sit down. Oh sweet Jesus. They feel faint.

And frankly, Barry doesn't get why ya'll are being so DRAMATIC. Why could you just explain things like THIS? Not all that... hand wavey, smoke and mirrors nonsense. This makes WAY more sense.

See? His friend, Sam, did a study on how judicious use of magic can help the environment! If you just TOLD him the "ghosts" you were talking about were just inter-dimensional extentions of life, he would have understood you! Now the NEVERBORN! Those are cool.

You should really read the paper, guys.

Might learn something.

@hdgnj

[whump-galaxy]

The team is captured and lined up in front of their captors. The most defiant among them, of course, cannot keep their mouth shut. They mock, taunt, and jeer till one captor has had enough.

They grab the whumpee by the throat, asking if they really want to die like this. The whumpee bares their teeth with a defiant smile.

And spits directly in the captor’s face.

[hypewinter]

I've had a brainworm for a few days now so here me out.

After an accidental reveal gone wrong, Danny is forced to flee the country with both his parents and the giw after him. While he's trying to find some place internationally to settle down, he comes across a secluded complex.

Said complex happens to have access to an ectoplasm run off which Danny is in desperate need of. Though it has been corrupted by whatever the people of the complex have been doing to it, that's no problem for Danny as he can easily purify the portion he takes in to survive.

Deciding this is the perfect place to live off the grid, Danny sets to work figuring out how to blend in. It turns out that's the easy part. With his temporary stint as a ninja, his training with his black belt mom, and his general ghost physiology, he fits in pretty well.

He fits in so well in fact that he is told he'll be training someone one of the head bosses has their eye on. A kid his age.

Basically what follows is Danny accidentally ruining Talia's plans for Jason by unconsciously purifying his corruption and just talking him through his emotions. When Jason gets back to Gotham, he returns without a clouded mentally and realizes just how much Bruce went through after his death.

Instead of unleashing his complicated plan, he quietly takes over the underworld. He loves his father but also knows there are situations in Gotham that require a more firm hand. Jason decides to be a firm hand in his dad's place.

(I imagine he is only revealed on accident yet his reunion with his family is just as dramatic as Under the Red Hood. Tbh it probably has something to do with the joker suddenly going missing.)

Meanwhile back at the League of Assassins, Talia is impressed by Jason's training and is under the impression that his failure in Gotham is due to him getting cold feet at the last second so she puts Danny in charge of Damian's training.

Danny this time takes a more conscious role in ruining the league's brainwashing by challenging Damian's beliefs and teaching him he should use his weapons to protect, not to harm. By the time Damian gets to Wayne Manor, there is significantly less deprogramming that needs to be done.

[whumpitisthen]

Masterlist

Grab your character and shove their head underwater. Keep them pinned until they breathe in the water. Pull them up and let them splutter and cough. Push them under again. Pull them up. Let them use their precious seconds of air to beg. "Ple-Please, please stop — " Push them under again. Feel them squirm. Pull them up sooner; they couldn't hold their breath long enough. Once more for good measure. Don't let them up until they nearly suffocate. Pull them up and throw them to the ground, let them cough up all the water they swallowed. Pull them into your lap. They are shivering, the cold water having seeped deep into their bones. They are crying. They are going to try to pull away. Don't let them. Hush them gently. Card through their hair. Let them relax under your hands. Then drag them back over to the water. Put their nose right above the surface and keep their head right there. Let them imagine how it will feel to be pushed under again, held there, pulled up just so they can drown again. They will fight, they will sob, they will plead and barter and yell. They will be scared. Answer them with an order. "Take a deep breath for me." Watch them struggle to decide if they should. They probably won't be able to take one deep enough if they tried. Push them under. Watch them squirm. Repeat.

[toonsforkicks22]

ZOOBTOBER CHALLENGE!

My TADC prompt for October!

All about Zooble! 🔺👁🦵🧤👠🟠

Hope you’ll participate, be sure to use the tag #Zoobtober (or tag me) I can’t wait to see your art!

(Seriously, help Zoobs out…)

[serickswrites]

Shake It Off

Warnings: captivity, restraints, choking, seizures, forced to watch, torture, poison

Caretaker swallowed as they watched Whumpee convulse in the chair opposite them. Watched as Whumpee's muscles contracted and their limbs jerk against the restraints that kept them in the chair. Watched as the choking sounds echoed in their ears and foam fell from Whumpee's lips.

Caretaker was utterly powerless as they watched Whumpee seize and choke after Whumper had force fed Whumpee the poison. They were utterly powerless as they jerked on their own restraints trying to be free. Utterly powerless as Whumper laughed as they watched Whumpee seize.

"Face it, Caretaker, there's nothing you or anyone can do for Whumpee."

"No!" Caretaker renewed their efforts to try and break free. Whumpee began to still and grow quiet once more. They had to get to Whumpee. Had to get to Whumpee and get out of there.

"Don't worry, Caretaker. I won't kill Whumpee." Whumper walked over to Whumpee, caressing their hair gently. "I'm having too much fun to end it now."

Whumpee's eyes were dazed and confused. They were seeing the room without seeing. Caretaker tried to catch Whumpee's eye, but couldn't. "Whumpee, Whumpee, you're ok. Whumpee!"

Whumper fisted Whumpee's hair, jerking their head up roughly. "They're too out of it to hear you, Caretaker." Whumper dropped Whumpee's head violently. "We'll see how long they can be entertaining. I'll grow bored with them eventually. I always grow bored with them. And you've seen what happens to my toys when they get boring."

Caretaker swallowed once more. Caretaker had seen the mutilated corpses. They had seen exactly what Whumper did to their victims. Caretaker couldn't let that happen to Whumpee. There had to be a way to get out of there.

"Just hang in there, Whumpee," Caretaker murmured once Whumper had gone. "I'll find a way to get you out of here."

[raynavan]

something about being out in the open mountain air... wind blowing in your face... its not something you get in the city- not this kind of clean air anyway. (not that ingo remembers) (it still feels nice.) ((for day 7 of Sept-Ingo: Freedom))

[emacrow]

Poison Ivy's little sprout

Ivy just got back to her main base after a lil three month fun vacation with Harley and Cat women. Only to see her giant plants seemingly a foot or two away from one lil growing pod sprout literally shaking as if the Fear of God was put into them.

Now she doesn't remember planting this lil bud, it was sickly green in the leaves and steam, the pod itself seem to be glowing blue that the size of a peach. The chaotic maddening whispers from the plants around her wouldn't even come close enough to where she stand right in front of the lil sprout.

They seem more afraid of this lil plant then the last time Harley accidentally brought her an invasive species plant that sass the hell out of the other plants until she secretly relocated it away.

She grab her plant shovel and replant it into a slightly bigger pot, picking it up and walking toward her lab part that didn't had much plants there, considering the big plant babies immediately took over the previous place where that tiny plant was and inched away from where she was walking to.

Maybe it was sick, with how pale and bright green the plant was and whatever fruit was growing was sucking the literal life out of the plant. She could probably add some extra nutrients and plant fertilizer to help it grow until it was ripe to be plucked. Watering it with enough to last the week after putting extra fertilizer.

Taking just one tiny bud leaf since the silent was deafening coming from this plant was completely abnormal to her to a degree that something was very wrong or this plant was alien not from earth's native plants.

Weeks of research turned to months as she watch with pure heavy fascinating interest, seeing that the leaf she cut off turn into an unstable green goopy mess of dna not even an 15 minutes off the plant. It made Ivy wonder what kind of giant peach was growing from it with how it glow so bright purple yet ominous at night. Her lab never felt so cold yet the heater was on 79 degree for her plant babies.

It was by month of September that was a surprise, when Harley came over to help pick the super sized fresh vegetables and fruits off the other plants to maks chicken salads, not noticing that Harley took the large peach fully ripe from the plant she had been observing on.

She was chopping carrots up into bite sized pieces before Harley's voice spoken out.

"Um.. Ivy? I don't know where you got this plant from that momotaro movie, but I think you just grow a boy from a peach."

Ivy turned around immediately to see Harley looking rather shocked as well, with a peach juice covered sleeping baby boy lay in a half way peeled peach. A wet curly black hair with grey eyes that she know in her gut that it will turn blue later.

Oh no.. she caught the bat-bait disease.

"We're not keeping him." Poison ivy said sternly and sharp to steel herself from that sappy adorable puppy eyed look Harley was giving her.

🥺

"Harley, we don't even have-

🥺🥺🥺

"Har-

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

"...."

"One night and then it straight to the the good orphanage near the rich area." Poison ivy sighed, pinching her nose.

"Yessss!" Harley cheered, holding the baby up like he was simba.

It was only for the night, what the worse that could happen.

......

......

......

She was weak to that stare and she knew it.

Poison could only sighed, holding two month old Dara in the baby sling, staring sat which baby outfit to pick, the olive green that had the baby duckies or fern green with the adorable flower patterns.

(Thanks the commenters for telling me the original name. All Google gave me was the Peach boy or Jack and the Giant Peach XD)

[sforzesco]

hey! hi! the cartoonist cooperative has an e-sim drive for gaza, offering art for e-sim donations (instructions etc in the link)

[defire]

Environmental hurt sounds

(kink blogs pls don't reblog it just makes me uncomfortable)

Content: choking, whip, implied noncon, slapping, belts, cutting, restraints, chains, stick beating, manhandling

Choking sounds

The actual sound of a whip hitting skin, not the cracking sound

belt clink

Jeans being pulled down

Buttons softly undone

Light slap of hands catching wrists

rhythmic squeaking of bed

Sound of rough penetration

Skin rubbing on skin

the actual sound of a slap on skin, might sound like a high-five on face or hands, a clap on arms and thighs

Belt being snapped on itself

knot being tied

Soft scraping sound of a knife cutting skin

Painstakingly dragging oneself across the floor

Chain clink

Stick hitting skin sounds more like a "thwip" when thin and like a whoosh and light slap, sometimes you can hear the wood making a musical little sound, when thicker

Restraints squeaking/twisting as they're yanked at

Throat and mouth sounds from being forced open

The "awhmf" sound of a mouth being covered

Loud thump of body hitting the wall

[oooocleo]

still surprised every time that ppl would ask Me questions about how to draw... this is why it often takes me 50 yrs to formulate a reply

also u guys wudnt believe how often i get asked what brushes/tools i use and i have to list the textured inker of the month lol (always recommend checking if an artist has a #brush info or #brushes tag or the like before sending them a message)