#torture with wrench

[brienneoftarth1989]

Undercover part 6

Miranda Hilmarson x fem reader

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Summary: Miranda didn’t like the show you had put on for her to the point she ended up leaving. You confronted her there and then to which you were told that you were messed up for doing that to people.

Warnings: gangs, extreme torture: use of wrench (breaking bones), car battery (electrocution) and pliers (teeth removal)

Requests open

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Once Miranda arrived in the white room she was shocked to see the scene in front of her. The man she brought in just days ago was strapped to a wooden chair with a heart rate patient monitor attached to him via the chest. They did not look like they were in great condition at all and then there was you.

You were standing there with a smug expression plastered on your face while standing next to your table of torture devices. On your table you had a jerry can full of petrol, a car battery with crocodile clips attached to the battery, a wrench as well as a pair of pliers. Miranda could only imagine what you could possibly do to this poor man. “Miranda! I’m so glad you could join me. I really do have a show for you today. I’m sure you’re going to love it” you said quite happily.

You ran your hands over the selection of tools that you had laid out in front of you trying to come to a decision. You finally came to the decision of using the pliers. “Now are you going to tell me what I want to know or will I have to rip your teeth out?” you smirked at the man in front of you.

You could tell he was scared even if he was trying his best not to freak out. “Please! I really don’t know what you're on about. There must be a mistake. I don’t have any dirt on you at all” they begged you. “Yeah, I’ve heard that line before. Well at least you won’t have to go to the dentist anymore” you laughed as you gripped one of his molars and started to wiggle the tooth before ripping it out of his mouth completely. The scream that came out of his mouth didn’t even sound human. “Don’t worry I will leave some teeth left in your mouth! Maybe like ten” you laughed as you continued to rip his teeth out of his mouth.

You were also keeping a close eye on his heart rate making sure he didn’t get to the point where he would die. That takes out the fun of all this plus if he is dead then you wouldn’t get the answers you wanted from the motherfucker. You looked over to Miranda to see how she was doing and the look she had on her face was not the look you were hoping for. Normally your crew love to watch stuff like this but Miranda looked distraught.

You decided that maybe he had has enough teeth taken out and moved on to the next torture item. You placed the blood covered pliers on the table and picked up the wrench. You turned back to your victim to see tears streaming down his face. “Come on my friend, if you just tell me what I want to know this will be over very soon. You’re just going to make life more difficult for yourself” you laughed.

“Ple..Please” he coughed “my gang. They are after you” he mumbled as blood dribbled out of his mouth. “I’m sorry but I’m going to need a lot more information than that. You gripped the wrench before swinging it at one of his shins which caused the leg to break instantly. You heard the bone break before the room was filled with his deafening scream.

“The Banner Riders! They want to destroy you” he sobbed to himself. It was clear that he didn’t want to give out a lot of information because he knew it was going to get him in trouble with his own gang. The problem is though if he doesn’t get talking soon he might not be alive to go back to his gang. “Now we are getting somewhere. Unfortunately I’m going to need more information than that in order to stop this torture” you smiled at him.

You placed the wrench back onto the table and looked between the gasoline and the car battery with the crocodile clips. You turned on the battery letting it charge up so you could torture him further. “Are you sure about this?” Miranda asked you from across the room. “Why are you questioning me Miranda? Just you remember who I am. If I want to torture my victims like this then I will and I don’t expect anyone to question my decisions! Is that understood Miranda?” you started to shout at her.

“Yes Boss” Miranda responded, making sure to use the phrase that everyone else has to use. “Good now don’t interrupt me again or there will be consequences” you said sternly. You picked up the crocodile clips which were bound to have enough charge in them now. “Now I’m only going to ask this once. What does your gang want with me?” you asked your victim.

“I honestly don’t know. It’s all top secret. Not even I was supposed to know” they pleaded. “Wrong answer” you laughed before attaching the clips to his nipples sending waves and waves of electricity running through his body. You were quick to take the clips off letting him breath for a second before reattaching the clips back to his chest.

“Stop it for fuck sake! I think you have torture this man enough! Honestly y/n you are one sick motherfucker!” Miranda screamed as she stormed out of the white room. “Fuck you Miranda! Just you remember who the fuck you are talking to!” you screamed back at her. You so desperately wanted to finish what you were doing but you couldn’t leave it like this. “I will be back” you told your victim before placing the clips back on the table and following after Miranda.

“Miranda wait” you shouted after her. Thankfully she hadn’t got too far and she had heard you shout after her. She knew better than to keep walking so she stopped and waited for you to catch up with her. “What was that about Miranda? I was putting on a right show for you. Do you know how many people in this gang would love to be in the position that you were in? People would pay me so they could watch that kind of action. I thought you would have enjoyed it considering you joined my gang out of all the gangs out. You knew what I was like so if this isn’t for you why did you join?” you asked Miranda.

“Honestly y/n you are just fucked in the head and you’re just one sick motherfucker. I know you want an answer but there are better ways to go about it” she argued back. “Actually Miranda there is not. Do you know what being in gangs means? You not only have to prove to your gang that you mean business but you also have to prove it to your competition. No gang in the history of gangs have ever gone the right way about things because that is unfortunately not how you gain respect. I don’t understand why you still want to be in my gang if this is how you feel?” you questioned Miranda.

“I can still be a part of a gang and not agree with all aspects of it. I’m happy going out and listening to intel but I draw my line at whatever kind of display that was” she said before storming off to her room. You were getting angry at this point and couldn’t deal with it anymore. You left Miranda to her own devices before heading back to the white room to finish the business you had started.

[jasonsbruce]

[ourmaladies]

i don’t know how to word this properly i’m sorry but it just came to me the way you’re losing me has the right tempo for CPR and it’s also a song about begging her partner to do something because her heart won’t start anymore and in so long, London she says “i stopped CPR, after all it’s no use”. SICK.

[wolfywolfy]

Obsessed with the fact that dnd Elves have canonical Soulmate bonds and almost nobody knows it or utilizes it in Astarion and/or Halsin fics

"red string au" "fated mates au" guess what besties. ur favorite trope is built in!!!!!

The best part is it's dnd so it literally doesn't even matter if ur tav is an Elf or not. U can make Thiramin whatever u want it to be. It can even be a temporary soul bond (bc that is A Thing!!!) to add to angst if u wanted. So much potential!!

[glackey]

i drew wrench smiling ashdsjsjhjdsh<33 im quite happy with how he turned out. its him:]

[daddy-long-legssss]

you're getting cynical and that won't do

i’d throw the rose tint back on the exploded view

darling, if I were you

and how's that insatiable appetite?

for the moment when you look them in the eyes

and say, "baby, it's been nice"

[andr0nap-wf]

Yknow whats, imo, worse than being turned into a random monster and losing your sanity? Being turned into a weapon of war and being FORCED to kill for the same people you either worshipped or rejected. Like, no shade to the infestation ask, but i feel like a lot of the horror comes from the frames. And the fact that EVEN ALBRECHT cared so little about human life that he designed a frame specifically to protect an Operator is just...cruel. Did he learn nothing from the Cavia?

oh definitely. the tragedy of becoming a warframe could be a 200 page essay, esp with the likes of umbra (and chroma too actually)

i think what other ask meant more is the body horror aspect of it? where yeah the infested look more gruesome. at least the frames still maintain their humanoid form and look nice (which is horrifying in its own right)

listen as much as i love albrecht, hes an asshole. he does show some level of regret but that sure as hell doesnt stop him or his martyr complex (regarding himself and throwing other ppl under the bus for the "greater good")

youd think for a guy who apparently has the uncanny ability to predict events hed have the foresight to stop before things got worse

instead he poked god with a stick and when that didnt give him the desired results he switched to hitting it with a hammer.

the source of all our problems, truly...

[francesderwent]

another highlight of the night, Billy Joel saying “why didn’t I write more music? I didn’t want to. I always suffered from songwriting” iconic of him tbh!!!

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

So I was reading articles about John Hurt (as I do when I procrastinate on life in general lol) and I saw a still shot of a movie I’ve never seen still shots of before; so I looked it up. It’s a play. I was worried I wouldn’t find it in full online; but I did, so here it is in all its glory:

He’s just… ugh I want to gently hold his face in my hands he’s just so sad and lonely with his weepy voice and eye bags. I couldn’t process half of what he said but I think this is a warning about always speed-running through life to get to the next good thing. We should appreciate the moment; because in the end, we’ll have nothing at all but our memories. If we rush through life, we won’t have any memories to keep us warm at night when the chill of death creeps up on us in our old age.

Also, spool, spooooooooooollll…….

spoooooooooooooooooooooolllllll [cackles in mentally unstable]

@kaleidoscopr @theindo @possessedbydevils @randomtwospirit

[serickswrites]

Wrench

Warnings: restraints, captivity, torture, sadistic whumper

“I won’t break for you!” Whumpee said fiercely as they stared up at Whumper. Their hands had been bound at the wrist behind their back, but other than that, since their capture, Whumper hadn’t touched them. They knew their time was limited. But they just had to hold out for Caretaker and the team. 

Whumper chuckled. “Everyone breaks, Whumpee. There’s no shame in that.”

Whumpee thrust their chin out as they spoke, “I won’t break. No matter how much you beat me. Caretaker will find me. And they will end you!”

“Oh, Whumpee, I’m not going to touch you. I don’t need to touch you to break you.” Whumper hooked something to the bindings on their wrists. “You’ll break just fine all on your own.”

Whumpee screamed as their wrists, arms, and shoulders were suddenly wrenched up. “I never need to touch someone to break them. You’ll see. They all break on their own after a while.”

Whumpee panted as they tried to regain their footing to relieve the pressure on their shoulders, arms, and wrists. They felt as though the cuffs would wrench their arms from their shoulders. Their toes scrabbled along the ground trying to gain purchase as they swung from their wrists. 

“We’ll see how long you last,” Whumper purred as Whumpee stopped swinging. “I’ll be back in a bit to see your progress.”

[gumy-shark]

if we system ify mob (one million percent on board btw) then why not add mogamiland mob to the mix alongside mob and shigeo. like why aren’t we doing that

[reawakentheinsect]

just came so hard i actually lost my vision for a second or two and made a noise not unlike sneakers on linoleum

[despemania]

another guy in a weird outfit capturing my heart and mind

[petrenocka]

"X is just a guy" is a popular phrase to throw around these parts when talking about blorbos, but I swear, and I am 100% stone faced serious when I say this, not a single character has ever done it quite like Geralt from The Witcher books.

[neiled-it]

taylors new album is giving dead poets society

[unityrain24]

OHOHOHO... about to go to bed (i hope T^T) but just thought of character (loki) having to like kneel down to like get something that fell or something like that and then getting flashbacks to all the times they were made to kneel while captive and tortured...