Forced Comfort

Day 4. Four Calling Birds - Hosted By @amonthofwhump

Muzzled | Memories/Flashbacks | Favorite Holiday Memories

(TW: anxiety mentions, muzzle/bit, intimidation, threatening dialogue, implied past abuse, pet whump, kennel/caging)

They didn't know why they did it in the first place. They were stupid, stupid to think that he wouldn't hear when they'd said it so loudly to him. They even tried to hide it in their sobs but he'd tormented them so badly, they couldn't control the single word that might cost them their tongue.

In all their years with Whumper, they didn't utter such damning protest. Whumpee had never gone as far as to tell him 'no'. Especially not as loudly and as demanding as they had en route to a direct question of his. But now the damage was done and hours later, they laid in wait for him to punish them.

When the door creaked open and Whumper's shoes tapped at the flooring, each step made their heart skip the beat he aligned with. It was agonizing but they listened for his arrival and kept their head low in their kennel.

Nothing was said but Whumper opened their cage and left the door wide, insinuating he wanted them to come out. They crawled through the opening and sat just outside, waiting obediently for command.

"I know you remember what you did," Whumper spoke in an easy voice, intentionally trying not to startle them yet.

"Y-Yes, sir.." They saw the edge of something leather bulging from their pocket and they already knew it wouldn't be fun for them.

"I think you've been too spoiled if you're losing control from a little pain." He announced and took out the item they had been living in anxiety from. A muzzle with an internal bit.

They wanted to beg, to plead again but they swallowed it back, they wouldn't allow themselves to speak out. They couldn't earn something worse, he was indeed being gracious when they themselves thought they deserved to be muted. Their Master must have really been thoughtful with his punishment.

"Open your mouth pet, for telling your Master 'no'." He ordered lowly, intending to give no room for question.

They merely complied. They dropped their jaw and refused to look at him as he placed the bit between their teeth and strapped the first buckle to the back of their head. A second strap latched a small external cage over their parted lips and crossed behind their ears. It wasn't too bad until he tightened it.

He pulled the tension as far as it could go and shoved the center nail into the shortest latching hole to secure it. He heard them gag and sputter, fighting for a moment against the metal shoving against their tongue. They wheezed and fought for breath with panic but forced themselves calm at the risk of passing out.

"There there, surely this is better than a clipped tongue, right?" When he raked a hand through their hair, it didn't comfort them and they stifled another gag. They couldn't bear the thought of how long they would be left in the torturous device.

"I know if you could thank me, you would."

forever thinking about recapture

whumpee getting grabbed on their way home and dragged into a car thats hauntingly familiar

whumpee getting chloroformed again while a familiar voice is telling them to relax

or alternatively "did you really think i'd let you run?"

whumpee realising their home has been broken into and finding a threatening message somewhere. even just a found you scribbled on the wall

whumpee attacked while they're fumbling with the key to get inside, then promptly shoved inside the apartment and being tied up in their own bedroom

whumpee approached in a public setting, frozen in fear and unable to alert anyone because they know whumper has the ability to cause a bloodbath and they don't want to get innocent civilians involved

whumpee approached in a public setting and whumper showing them a photo of a tied up caretaker in a room that has served as whumpee's prison for months. "how about a trade?"

whumpee waking up in a familiar cell, having panic attack after panic attack, sobbing and screaming their throat raw because this can't be happening again

whumpee going docile and quiet as soon as they realise what's happening, their conditioning kicking in to protect them

"i'm so glad you still remember me"

"you haven't forgotten your manners, have you?"

"i heard you went to therapy, hm? i hope they haven't stuffed your head full of too many lies"

whumper bringing out their most common torture instrument. "for old times' sake"

caretaker realising that whumpee didn't send them their daily text, the one they agreed on specifically so they'd know whumpee was okay

whumpee not picking up the phone for the third time

whumper picking up whumpee's phone. "oh, thank goodness whumpee, i thought-" "i'm awfully sorry, they're a bit preoccupied at the moment." caretaker can hear whumpee's muffled cries and screams in the background

caretaker arriving home and finding the apartment ransacked and empty

caretaker finding a letter from whumper. "thanks for watching them while i was dealing with the police <3"

caretaker finding a stack of photos of whumpee being subdued in their own apartment

Trope Talks: Manhandling and Touch Starvation

Manhandling is a classic and staple trope of whump, and one that I love. There's so much to expand on and enjoy regarding whumpees being touched and shoved around by whumpers. As for touch starvation, it's excellent for humiliation, projection, intimate whump, and more. Tws for drugging mention, intimate whump throughout, and lots of noncon touching. For the last prompt, tw for noncon kissing, creepiness, and somnophilia.

- A whumper kicking the back of a defiant whumpee's legs hard, forcing them to their knees. Their hands rest on each of whumpee's shoulders, they press their weight firmly on whumpee to keep them from getting back upright. Whumpee struggles weakly, but their blood loss and the pain of the deep cuts over their body make it all too easy for whumper to subdue them. Their cheeks flush with humiliation, and whumper grins condescendingly at them.

- A whumper scooping an exhausted, beaten, maybe drugged whumpee into a bridal carry. Maybe whumpee struggles, insulted and humiliated by the gentleness of their torturer's touch. They thrash and kick against whumper‘s vicelike grip, furious, but whumper just holds them tighter. Maybe whumpee melts into their captor's arms, too touch starved and tired to care who it is touching them. They can’t remember the last time they were touched, let alone held. So they sacrifice their pride, their face reddening ever so slightly as they loop their arms around whumper’s neck and snuggle their face into their chest.

- A whumpee being shoved roughly against a wall, whumper throwing their hands against their captive’s chest and throwing them against the hard concrete. Whumpee lets out a hiss of pain as their body hits the wall, their head exploding in agony where it made contact. Whumper presses an arm over whumpee’s body, pinning them to the wall effortlessly as they place their other hand around whumpee’s throat.

-Whumper grabbing whumpee’s chin to tilt their face up, forcing their captive to make eye contact. Such a subtle show of power, but an obvious message. I’m the one in control. Maybe whumpee is too terrified to move. Maybe they lean into the touch subconsciously, unable to help themself after having been starved of affection for so long. Maybe they jerk their head away, struggling to escape whumper’s grip- but it isn’t as if they can do much with their hands shackled behind their back.

- Whumper isolating a whumpee for days, maybe weeks, to ensure their captive will be touch starved when they’re released. Whumper comes into their cell at long last, carrying a knife, and whumpee slumps against the wall in relief that they at least won’t be alone. Whumper holds their delicate whumpee in their lap, stroking their hair as they drag long cuts down their chest. Whumpee barely even cares about the pain, although it’s sharp and stinging and furious. At least they’re no longer alone. At least they’re being held.

- Whumper presses possessive kisses up whumpee’s neck as they sleep, and whumpee wakes up to whumper‘s lips on theirs. They jerk away, humilated and ashamed, and tears begin to stream down their face. Whumper grabs them by their hair and pulls them closer, tasting whumpee’s tears as they kiss them once again.

Whump Prompts: Whumpers “Caretaking”

Oh I’m SUCH a sucker for Whumper administering comfort or healing. Whumpee needs it so badly even when every fibre of their being is screaming for them to run. It’s not like they can, anyway…

(If you use these as pompts please tag me cuz I wanna see! 🥰)

Whumper holding a curled-up whumpee to their chest, rubbing smooth, warm circles against their back.

“Shhh….It’s alright. You did so good. Rest now.”

Whumper tenderly cleaning and wrapping wounds. Pausing when Whumpee winces away.

Alternately, Whumpee knows they need to be bandaged, so they hold still, but Whumper is having a grand time watching Whumpee wince and jerk away. They dig their fingers into the wounds to see it again.

“Stop crying. You’re done for today. I said stop crying.”

Carrying a dazed Whumpee to bed when they can’t stand on their own.

“You look so tired, darling. You can rest now. Go ahead and sleep. I’ll hold you and keep you safe.”

Whumper pressing gentle kisses along the ring of bruises circling Whumpee’s throat. Maybe biting gently when Whumpee tried to squirm away.

Whumper tipping a glass of water up to Whumpee’s lips. “You lost a lot of blood. You need to stay hydrated.”

Whumper casually moves behind Whumpee mid-conversation, massaging their shoulders when they look tense.

“Aww, who did this to you? You’re black and blue, sweetheart. How awful.”

Whumper makes Whumpee a nice cup of tea to calm down. Whumpee drinks it under their gaze, even as it burns their lips.

“Try not to stress about it. There’s nothing you can do to stop me anyway, so why worry?”

Whumper gently combing Whumpee’s hair. Keeping it trimmed just how they like it.

Whumper’s fingers gently massaging Whumpee’s scalp, kneading warm, sweet shampoo into their hair to ease away mats of dried blood.

“You look so tense. Take a deep breath. Here, give me your hands. Breathe with me. In…And out….In….And out….”

Whumper singing softly to Whumpee as they pass out from the pain fall asleep.

“Shhhh…sh sh shhh…you’re done. I’m not going to hurt you anymore.”

Whumper brushing away Whumpee’s tears with a gentle finger. Or kissing them away. Or licking them off their face..

“Okay, all done. Now what do you say?” “Th-than…thank you, S-sir.” “Mmm, you’re very welcome.”

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(tags: @prisonerwhump @whumpawink @mabledonut @paleassprince @distinctlywhumpthing @wormwriting @tropes-for-my-md-daydreams)

Idk who wants to be on what tag lists anymore, just let me know and I’ll actually write it down this time. So sorry. You’re lovely.

Making flags for some aplspec terms, based off of existing acespec terms. The flags are also based directly on their ace counterparts.

Requisplatonic / Requiesplatonic 

Requisplatonic / Requiesplatonic : Being aplspec due to emotional exhaustion.

Bliskoplatonic

Bliskoplatonic: Only feeling platonic attraction when directly interacting with someone; said interaction can include texting, being near someone physically, playing a game together, etc.

Vitrumplatonic

Vitrumplatonic: Feeling disconnected or separated from one's platonic attraction. One may feel like they're viewing their platonic attraction through a glass wall.

Feaseplatonic

Feaseplatonic: A frayplatonic term for those whose platonic attraction turns into hate or disgust when acted upon.

NSFWhump dialogue prompts

⚠️ TW: explicit NSFW… SORRY MOM LOL

“Don’t just lie there all limp, act like you wanna please me. If I wanted to fuck a corpse I would just kill you.”

“You’re a little whore just like your [person] was.”

“I’ll tell everyone what a slut you are, remember I have pictures. And what would your poor mother and father say?”

“Get the hell up. You still got three clients left out there who paid good money to fuck you, so you better show them a good time.”

“Strip. Now. Or do you want me to do it for you?”

“Take your clothes off, baby. That’s it, nice and slow for me.”

“Come on, dance for us, give us a show!”

“Don’t try and cover yourself up, I’ve already seen every part of you.”

“Here’s what we’re gonna do; I’m gonna hurt you, and your gonna pretend to like it.”

“Im not a sadist but seeing you in pain is really turning me on.”

“Crawl. On your hands and knees. Ass up. Stick your tongue out like a good little puppy. That’s it, just like that.”

“You screaming like that makes me so hard.”

“It’s not assault if you like it, I mean look at you. Your so hard/wet.”

“I could sell you to some really nasty people, you’d never be seen again. They would do worse to you than I’ve done.”

“Make yourself useful and come suck my cock.”

“All that I’ve done for you and you can’t even do this one thing for me? I think you owe me.”

“Dumb little whores like you don’t get to wear any clothes.”

“Is that blood? Oh, don’t tell me your a virgin!”

“You should be thanking me, no one else would wanna fuck an ugly little thing like you.”

“Come on, baby. I want you nose deep in this pussy.”

“Lick Clean up this mess.”

“Did I give you permission to cum?”

“I don’t wanna feel any teeth or else I’m gonna knock ‘em out.”

“I wanna hear some pretty moaning and slurping sounds outta you.”

“You put on a good show tonight and maybe I’ll reward you.”

“You want me to take you home, pretty thing?”

(Whumpee)

“Don’t do this to me… please, I’ve never done this before…”

“Come on, y-you don’t want me, I’m not very attractive or anything.”

“Please don’t hurt me!”/ “Oh I won’t hurt you, baby, I’ll be real gentle.”

“I don’t belong to you! I have a master and they’re gonna be really mad if you touch me!”

“You said you wouldn’t do this, you said you would never force me-“/ “I said I wouldn’t force you if you didn’t want it, but clearly you do.”

“Please, just not inside me…”

“I’ll- I’ll do what ever you want- just not here, not in front of everyone.”

Some responses to "I'm fine":

"Bullshit."

"Then how do you explain that?"

"Uh huh. Sure you are buddy."

"You know, it's ok if you're not ok."

"There is no way you're 'fine' after that."

[skeptical silence]

[worried silence]

"[name], it's ok..."

"We talked about this."

"Please don't lie to me."

"You call that 'fine'?"

"Then why are you [action that reveals distress]?"

"You don't look/sound fine."

"Something's bothering you; I can tell."

"You can talk to me... "

"You're not fooling anyone."

"I just want to help. Will you let me?"

"No you're not."

"You're shaking..."

Whump dialogue #55

"Please, I'm really sorry," Whumpee droned, staring at the floor. "I won't do it again."

Whumper hummed and nodded. "And now the honest version?"

Whumpee glared up, making direct eye contact, "Fuck you and everything you stand for."

Whumper grinned and pulled out a whip.

"See, I like it so much better when you're honest."

Aplatonic (apl for short) flags part 2 :3 ⭐️ (This set uses yellow, there's another set that uses green+blue+purple for apl instead.) (Due to the image limit, this is split into 4 posts.)

I noticed some a-spec flags were missing tertiary counterparts, so I made some. Some of these flags have already been made before, so they're not all original (I still wanted to have all the flags together in a set, and all in the same res).

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loveless apl | lovequeer apl | heartless apl

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aplvague | caedplatonic | autiapl

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I'll also note that some of these terms can have multiple names, with the "platonic", "aplatonic", & "apl" part being interchangeable. This isn't applicable to every term though. I also chose not to list everything to try to keep it brief. So for example, loveless apl can also be called loveless aplatonic.

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[A-spec flag sets masterpost]

♱ Holy NPD｡ 

A flag for beings whose NPD [ Narcissistic Personality Disorder ] is directly connected to the concept of holiness & divinity. This can mean that one's NPD makes them feel like or believe that they are a holy, divine being.

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