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Oooh oooh! Here’s another bondage trope I hate:

When the main character is tied up differently than everyone else, but just so they can escape easier!

Because, you know, they’re just SO special that the antagonists conveniently decided they get lighter restraints, just as a treat.

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you know you are really being very solipsistic and self-centred right now. the universe is vast and you are not the protgaonist of every story. have you considered that from some prespectives, the radiator is being handcuffed to you?

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characters who can't go to the hospital because they're on the run from the law my beloved

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Whumpee keeping their eyes trained on the floor, trying desperately to hide the tears threatening to spill.

Whumper reaching forward and gently tilting their head up, gaze trained on their face for a few moments, before grinning.

“There we go.”

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Whumpers who praise Whumpees when they finally give in/do something well. When they obey a command, when they finally break, when they no longer flinch away.

"Good, see how well you're doing?"

"It's so much easier now that you know your place."

"There you go, good boy/girl/pet."

"You're doing so good. So beautiful."

It makes Whumpee sick, but they know better than to fight back now.

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Public humilliation whump🫡

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Hired gun once-defiant whumpee being 'disciplined' in front of Criminal Whumper's colleagues.

Kingpin Whumper is holding an informal meeting in a private study. Genially drunk business associates are chattering about.

The heavy wooden doors are pulled open and a guard by Whumpee's side wrenches them into the room, one hand around their upper arm.

Whumpee is shirtless and shivering, sanguine leaking from the disorderly lines cut into their back. Fresh wounds layer on pale pink scars which layer on paler brown ones. Their arms are bound in front of them.

The sight of Whumpee sobers everyone up, but all are frozen in inaction from the threat Whumper presents.

Whumpee never cries in front of anyone.

But Whumpee's eyes are red rimmed and leaking now.

They're brought to Whumper. Whumpee picks a spot on Whumper's leather shoes and focuses on it, determined to avoid everyone's pitying eyes. The spark of anger burning within them turns it's flames inward, shame rising from the ashes of Whumpee's dignity.

Whumper smiles, and lifts Whumpee's head with a gentle press of his fingers under their chin. "Anythin' you want to tell me, pretty?"

Whumpee knows the answer he wants to hear. They meet Whumper's eyes for a moment, but rapidly abandons the challenge.

Their raw throat struggles to form the reply.

"Thank you, sir."

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A Whumpee laying on the floor, in pain and bleeding out, weakly holding their hands over their wound as they stare up.

And a Caretaker rushing to their side, dropping on their knees, their eyes going wide with panic as they take in the damage. Holding Whumpee and pressing against their wound, one bloodied hand against Whumpee's cheek, begging them to "stay with me" while they yell for help.

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the pipeline of fixating over some thingy

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JuneofDoom Day 15 - Rescue

Content: Manhandling, restraints, gags, sedation, female whumpee, pet whump, conditioned whumpee

When she was taken, she resisted as hard as she could. She thrashed, she bit, she kicked, she screamed. Even when they tied her down, she reared her head back, slamming it into her kidnappers’ chins. She would not be taken that easily.

“Let me go!” Her voice was shrill and piercing, a combination between a yell, a shriek, and a cry. They gagged her, and still she screamed, muffled shouts and guttural cries, calling out for help.

“Mngh! Mghng!!”

She kicked the ground, kicked the ones who were taking her away, she thrashed and moved wildly.

They pinned her to the ground. Still, she bucked and squirmed, even as she was held down by the weight of their bodies.

“We have her.” One said into a walkie-talkie. “Over.”

Something pricked her shoulder, and she jerked, but it was too late, whatever they had injected into her was already in her veins now.

Still muffled, she screamed bloody murder, cursing and wailing, getting slower and slower until she could no longer move or scream. She was dizzy and weak now.

She moaned, sniffling when they hoisted her up by her armpits, marching her to their vehicle.

They laid her in the backseat, buckling her in. “Shh, shh, it’s okay. We’re here to help you. You’re safe now.”

As they drove away, all she could do was feel pitiful for failing her master.

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Caretaker has finally found Whumpee, but they're in a bad state. There is no time to take care of anything right now, and they have to move quietly to avoid being detected.

The whispered "can you walk?" and "lean on me" as Whumpee tries their best to be helpful, and Caretaker half-dragging them through the dark hallways. Whumpees injuries hurt them as they move, and they can't keep the sounds of pain in.

They hear someone coming, and Caretaker quickly pulls them to the side, hiding in a small closet. Whumpee squeezes their eyes closed as they fight the pain of the sudden movement, and Caretaker pushes their hand over Whumpees mouth, apologetic, but needing them to be quiet.

Whumpee leaning forward and dropping their head on Caretakers shoulder as they muffle their groans in their jacket.

Bonus points if Whumpee is usually stoic or closed-off, and Caretaker's heart breaking to see them like this.

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the fact that isaac lahey took the bite to be able to "defend himself" and gained all of these new abilities that in theory should have helped him do exactly that, only to continue to disproportionately oscillate between freeze and flight reactions when put in violent situations, the fact that he gained this facade of confidence at the start of season 2, but that confidence really only existed when he was being ordered around, when he had an authority figure expecting obedience and telling him what to do, and the second he was left to his own devices and forced to deal with uncertainty that facade crumbled, the fact that when he was met with any kind of genuine kindness he always reacted with the sort of awkwardness and surprise of someone who hadn't experienced that in years, the fact that kindness was never the first thing he expected to be given from others, the fact that his most reckless actions were consistently taken on the behalf of the people he cared about, not in defense of himself, the fact that when he did fight for himself, there was hardly ever clear thinking behind it, it was the kind of violence you get only after backing someone into a corner, all of the things that carried over from his human life, from the loss and abuse and fear he lived with, all of these qualities that the bite couldn't magically "fix" despite how hard he leaned into it and tried to adapt to his new life, because the bite was never and will never be the cure-all it's cut out to be (both in universe, at times, and by a hell of a lot of people in the tw fandom) all of this is incredibly important to me.

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Cages without walls.

A tiny island in the middle of the ocean.

A platform surrounded by lava or high up in the air.

Chains on a post just inches away from freedom.

Whumpee can see the world that they so desperately want to be a part of, but can’t take that last step.

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Leverage 3x15 - "The Big Bang Job"

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torture that beautiful brunette man a little more. YEAHHHHHHH.

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the leverage gloat has the same energy as “and i would have gotten away with it if it weren’t for you meddling kids!”

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A gun pressed to a feverish Whumpee’s forehead, but they’re so delirious and the cold feels so good against their flushed skin, they can’t help but lean into it, much to Whumper’s shock or delight.