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cybertied · 2 days

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tied up park ranger

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jessiemotionlessxxx · 3 days

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How do you think I ended up hogtied and gagged? 🥺🥵

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bloodybosom · 3 days

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Spectacle of Human Madness, 1872. Auguste Glaize (French, 1807-1893).

#fine art #burned at the stake #captured #excecution #hanging #enslaved #abduction #gallows #martyrdom #religion #bare breasts

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boneywhump · 8 months

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pov: your future husband comes to your rescue

#whump #whump art #captured #caretaker #restrained #caretaker rescue #held captive #chained up #mlm

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loveisinthebat · 3 months

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Confused about Capture

#White Winged Vampire bat #Bats of Central America #Bats of South America #bat of the day #daily bat #bat #bats #batposting #cute bats #cute animals #Contained #Captured #even

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whumpy-bi · 11 months

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Whumpee in an enemy hospital. Forced into medical treatment after being captured.

Always restrained to their bed, always under supervision by someone—a nurse, a guard, a doctor. All part of the enemy forces, all regarding them with a detached coldness.

They don’t know where they’ll be taken after they’re healed, they’re afraid to ask. Maybe, if you’re into it, Whumpee fights like hell for the first few days because they were still captured and finally stop after days of drug induced sleep. Hoping for rescue, because there’s absolutely no chance at escape with their current condition.

They try to plead with doctors, asking for any small mercy—to let them go, to take the restraints off, anything!—but to no avail.

Just…captured in an enemy hospital.

#whump #whumpee #writing #whump writing #whumper #whump thoughts #captured #kidnapping #hospital #medical whump #tw hospital #tw restraints

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how-much-for-a-whump · 5 months

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Kuruluş Osman 137. Bölüm

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short-form-whump · 10 days

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The Whumper doesn’t look up when the door to their office opens. They sit at their desk with their attention buried deep into a mess of pages, trying but failing at finding answers within them. Their henchman enters and drags something - or rather someone - with them. They drag the bound Whumpee up to the Whumper’s desk and drops them in front of it between the two guest chairs. The henchman takes a seat in one of them as if they’ve arrived for an appointment, but the Whumper still doesn’t look up. The henchman waits until they do, greeting the Whumper with a small smile on their face as their eyes meet. The Whumper leans over the desk and barely looks the collapsed and battered Whumpee over before leaning back and ignoring them both. “I don’t have time for this, I don’t even know who the fuck that is,” the Whumper growls, looking back down. The henchman stands and looks around, their eyes landing on a pitcher of water resting on a table across the room. Before the Whumper can say anything, they’ve grabbed it and are dumping it on top of the Whumpee’s bloodied and dirtied head. The Whumpee lets out a grunt and gasps in air once the water tumbles off them. “Because the only thing that smells better than a stray dog is a wet dog, right?” the Whumper says angrily. The henchman grabs the Whumpee by the back of their coat and lifts up their face, and the Whumper stops muttering to themselves about the now-wet floor when they see it. The Whumper slowly stands in their chair and the henchman just keeps smiling. “I know they say you shouldn’t meet your heroes, but there’s exceptions to every rule.” The Whumper nods as they take in the sight of the revealed face of the familiar and now-shivering Whumpee. “Indeed there are.”

#whump #whumpblr #whump writing #whumpee #whumper #whump scenes #whump blog #captured

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cybertied · 13 hours

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batman bound and ball gagged ai generated image

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linecrosser · 1 year

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#achaar djaanib #shakkau #captured #chocked #grabed by the neck #at swordpoint #whump #whump art

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lulublack90 · 3 months

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Prompt 6 - Murder

@jegulus-microfic February 6 Word count 487

Murder had never been very high on Regulus’s to-do list. But when you’re part of Voldemort’s inner entourage, murder is expected.

Regulus didn’t like it, but he did as he was told. That was until he had his ex-lover on his knees in front of him, his chin held up by the tip of Regulus’s wand while his fellow death eaters cheered him on over finally getting the Potter boy.

Regulus couldn’t do it. He stared into James’s eyes, knowing James would be the only one able to pick out the fear in his eyes. James’s lips were moving. He concentrated on the words coming out.

“It’s ok, love. I know you have to do it.” James gazed up at him, completely relaxed and calm. Regulus’s wand hand shook, prodding James in the throat. James swallowed hard but didn’t take his eyes off Regulus.

“Alright, Black, enough gloating. Finish him already so we can go.” One of the masked men spat out, getting bored of the situation.

Regulus had only let his eyes flick away from James for a second to acknowledge the speaker before turning his full attention back on James.

James smiled at him again and nodded his head minutely. Regulus shook his head with a similarly almost invisible movement.

“I can’t.” He mouthed soundlessly down to James, lowering his wand slightly.

“If you’re not going to do it, Black, move out of the way!” The other death eater stepped forward just as the wall beside him imploded, and Sirius Black came leaping through the dust swirling around the gaping hole.

He started blasting before his feet even hit the ground. Sirius took out three death eaters without blinking and rounded on the remaining two, the bored death eater and Regulus.

Regulus, shocked at the sudden interruption, stood frozen. His wand still resting under James’s chin.

Sirius knocked the other death eater out, leaving only Regulus. He pointed his wand at his brother.

“Give me a reason, Regulus!” Sirius murmured, his voice deathly quiet, his stance showing he wasn’t messing around.

Regulus didn’t move, but James did.

He stood up, gently moving Regulus’s wand away from him and reaching his hands to cradle his face.

“You okay?” He asked, ignoring Sirius’s protestations. A tear dropped from Regulus’s eye, and his jaw quivered in James’s hands, but he managed to twitch the corner of his mouth into a smile.

Their moment was broken when ropes shot from Sirius’s wand and wound around Regulus, pinning his arms to his side so forcefully his wand clattered to the ground.

“Grab him, and let’s go!” Sirius yelled as he summoned Regulus’s wand into his hand. Regulus found himself being hoisted into the air and over James’s shoulder as he was carried indignantly away from the building as a prisoner of the Order.

He contemplated whether murder would have been the easier option. But no, this humiliation was still preferable.

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#February 6 #james potter #regulus black #sirius black #death eaters #regulus arcturus black #james fleamont potter #dead gay wizards #wizarding war #jegulus #jegulus microfic #regulus x james #regulus and james #james x regulus #james and regulus #captured #Sirius the big damned hero #Murder

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whumpy-bi · 7 months

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Whumpee watches through blurred, rapidly darkening vision as a new person pushes Whumper out of the way.

Even from their position on the floor, Whumpee can identify the newcomer is wearing the same uniform colors as their torturer. Different clothes, but…the same colors, Whumpee was sure of it. They moaned quietly—were they changing shifts?

The voices were distant. They bounced around Whumpee’s head like an echo along cave walls.

“Whumper. What have you done?”

“I…was questioning the detainee, Commander.”

“Questioning?” The newcomer’s voice rose a little. Whumpee half registered them looking down at them. “They’re half dead!”

“Well, they wouldn’t answer my question—“

“They can’t answer any questions, not like that.” They dropped to one knee, ignoring Whumpee’s mumbles of protest as they shined a flashlight across both of their eyes.

“You’re lucky you didn’t kill them, Whumper.”

“What does it matter? They’ll probably be executed, anyway—“

“This prisoner is under my authority, do you understand? It will cost all of us if they die, but especially me. Which means you will be the one paying for it. You won’t be questioning them again.”

A long, uncomfortable silence enveloped the cell as the commander pulled Whumpee up to sit against the wall. Whumpee was silent and pliant, their entire body still aching from earlier.

“What did you do to them?”

“Standard procedures…blunt force, electric shocks—“

“Back to back, clearly. And why is there blood on the wall?”

“I…may have thrown them against it.”

“Whumper, you’re dismissed.”

Whumper left without another word, feeling a burning sensation from their commander’s harsh tone.

Whumpee closed their eyes, finally losing themselves to exhaustion as Commander sighed and spoke into their radio.

“Prisoner was injured during questioning. May be a concussion—“ They tapped Whumpee’s jaw. “Hey, stay awake. Stay awake.”

“May be a concussion, prep a medical bed. I’m taking them in myself, Whumper is no longer authorized to deal with this one.”

The words were starting to blur and mush together, Whumpee couldn’t make sense of them anymore. They weakly attempted to squirm, shifting away from the high ranking official looming over them.

“Stop moving.” Their voice wasn’t exactly gentle, but it wasn’t quite harsh either. Whumpee found themselves obeying, despite their fear and the increasing haze in their mind.

“I’m not hurting you. Do you understand me?”

Whumpee managed a weak nod.

“Good. You will be questioned again, but not now. Now, you’re receiving medical attention. I’m telling you not to fight us, it will not help you whatsoever. Do you understand?”

Another smaller nod.

“Good. Let’s go, before you actually pass out on me.”

#idk what this is #whump #whumpee #whump writing #writing #whump thoughts #whumper #torture #captured #interrogation #military whump #medical whump #kinda

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how-much-for-a-whump · 4 months

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