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Hear me out (again).
Superhero whump, where VIllian’s power is to hurt people with touch.
So, basically, Villian can torture Hero for hours without having to stop because they aren’t hurting Hero’s physical body (if that makes sense?)
(And what if, since it doesn’t leave scars nobody believes Hero later?)
DUDE YES. YESYES YES. there is so much angst and suffering
At first, Hero didn’t understand why Villain wore gloves. Then Villain traced the tip of their finger over Hero’s jaw, and it made sense.
If someone had shoved a cattle prod under their skin, it would have hurt less. The pain was electric, and throbbed through their entire body— pounding behind their eyes—sinking deeper than any physical blow.
Hero didn’t realize they were shaking until Villain laughed softly. “Why, I’ve only touched you.”
Villain wrapped a hand around Hero’s wrist, watching as they jerked back against their restraints, back arching in a silent scream. “I thought you were tougher than that,” said Villain and took hold of Hero’s other wrist. This time, Hero cried out— the sound more animal than human.
The torture session lasted six hours. After, Villain pulled out a handheld mirror. Hero didn’t know what they expected to see but…they looked the same. Like the past six hours never happened.
The second session lasted seven hours. After the fifth, Hero stopped screaming because their voice no longer worked.
“It’s not like you have information I want,” Villain told them. “This is just fun.”
When Hero’s teammates find them, they expect Hero to be battered, beaten, unrecognizable. Sure, Hero was chained to a table, but they looked fine. They had deep purple bags under their eyes and looked terrified, but other than that? they looked fine.
“You couldn’t manage to get of here on your own?”
They undo Hero’s restraints but make no other effort to help them.
Later, no one notices how Hero flinches from touch.
Hero doesn’t allow anyone to place a hand on them. Ever. Everyone assumes Hero is simply paranoid. But when it continues, the team grows tired.
“You’re fine. Villain didn’t even hurt you.”
“You really expect us to believe you got hurt in there? The medic’s report said you had no physical damage.”
“Stop trying to make us pity you. It’s not working”
Hero looks in the mirror and tries, desperately, to find any sign of the electric pain they endured. There’s nothing. Their eyes are emptier though, glassy and cold.
#whump#whump writing#whumpblr#whump prompt#whump ideas#whump community#whump scenario#troy talks#thanks for the ask anon you’re so right for this#hero whumpee#hero and villain#villain whumper#team dynamic
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Maybe somewhat predictably, I am a big fan of when a team goes into a high-stakes mission where failure of some degree is all but guaranteed, where there's basically no way that everyone is going to get out unscathed.
But something that might rival that for me is when it's a low-stakes, run-of-the-mill mission. An easy op, where no one is supposed to get hurt. And then it goes wrong--intel was bad, there are baddies they weren't expecting, or there's just a series of flukes that go the bad guys' way.
Whatever the case, no one sees it coming when one of their own gets badly injured. And they aren't equipped for it. There's no back up, no evacuation plan. The up-beat (maybe even playful) attitude the team had going into the op is all but shattered as they scramble to rescue one of their own, who's as confused as everyone else is worried about the blood that's pouring from their body. It's a sobering reminder that what they all do is always dangerous, even when they aren't going up against a big bad.
#whump prompt#whump trope#team whump#whump scenario#hurt/comfort#team dynamic#writing prompt#whump#mine
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trick or treat!!
Heya :D Here's a treat for you :D
TW: death
Dying whumpee cracks a joke to comfort their teammates but never got the chance to finish it.
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Everything Is Going to be Okay
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Summary: the team gets held up at a base where one of the members of the team decides to give herself up in exchange for the safety and freedom of her teammates.
Warnings: language, creepy pet names, past abuse/torture, abuse/torture, sexual harassment, sexual assault (not detailed), non-consensual touching/stripping
Word Count: 2,089
Prompt: Team Dynamics, hostage situation, take me instead, recorded message, rescue
A/N: day 6 of March Trope-A-Thon by @amonthofwhump (not proof read, sorry for any errors)
They weren’t sure where everything went wrong. One moment, they were in an abandoned base for some type of extremist group that they had never heard of before, or so they had thought, and the next, three members were being held hostage in the northwest wing of the base.
One member, who was assigned to the northeast section, had previous experience with this group. She didn’t say anything because she didn’t want the repercussions that would follow. Surely, they would have to go through a long process of questioning her to see if she was an undercover agent or not. It would be pointless. So she decided to save them all the trouble.
As soon as she heard things go awry, she separated herself from the group she was assigned. There is no doubt in her mind that they’re looking for her. Quickly, she recorded a message for her team. She had to explain to them why she was giving herself up. It was the only way to make sure that the rest of the team got out safely. She told Friday to deliver it to the team.
She ran to the southwest section as fast as she could. She didn’t want them to do anything to the guys before she could reach them. She wouldn’t allow that to happen.
A man met her outside of the room they were being kept in. He immediately smiled when he saw her familiar face. “Hello, nice of you to return.”
“Let them go, Charlie,” she grumbled, not up to conversing with any of these assholes. He wasn’t at all surprised that she was so rude. He didn’t even appear affected by her grumpy attitude.
“What are you offering in return?” Charlie smirked, knowing full well that she’d offer herself up. They were never able to break that part of her that was always so selfless. At that moment, it seemed to have paid off.
“You know damn well what I’m ‘offering’, asshole.”
He grinned, wanting to hang this over her head like a piece of meat to a dog. When she had left, she told them that they’d never see her again, that she’d die before she’d end up stuck with them again. Yet there she was. “I wanna hear you say it, sweetheart.”
“Take me instead, alright?” She snapped.
“And how can we be sure you won’t just turn around and kill us?”
“I’m not stupid. You of all people should know that. I’ll go with you guys willingly. Beyond that, I can’t promise I’ll comply.”
“Good enough for me, sweet cheeks.”
Anger flared in her every time he used one of those god damn pet names. That was definitely something she didn’t miss.
She was taken away to an exit before she could check to see if the others were released. Luckily, they didn’t remove her earpiece, so she was able to hear the group’s confusion as they were released without any harm coming to any of them. That was all she honestly cared about, so when the man held out his hand, she willingly gave over the earpiece.
The man was surprised that she complied so easily, but he definitely wasn’t complaining.
Of course, they had a sedative to inject her with when they arrived at the white van they’d be taking her in. She didn’t fight, as promised, when they injected her.
The men made sure to strip her body before they left. They didn’t want to take anything that might have a tracker on it.
When she woke up, she was lying on a standard cot in a cell. She sighed but didn’t make any movement. There was no point in getting up.
It seemed like hours before the door was opened. She didn’t even bother to look at who entered. She didn’t care.
“Glad to have you back, pretty thing.”
Her gut twisted hearing the voice she never wanted to hear again. An onslaught of memories that she had tried her hardest to erase from her mind came flooding back.
No matter what, she wouldn’t let him see that something as simple as his voice had affected her. She had to stay strong for the sake of her dignity. He would only be satisfied if he knew what effect he had on her anyway. And she absolutely refused to give him any more satisfaction than having her back already did.
“I missed you,” he sincerely said, “I missed the feeling of your body against mine.”
She didn’t respond. She just lied still on her back, looking at the ceiling.
“Oh, come on. Don’t be like that, baby.” He moved to sit next to her on the bed. “I know at least a part of you missed me too.”
She internally scoffed. In his dreams, she thought. She always knew that man was deranged. That only proves her point. Who on earth would ever miss the man that repeatedly raped them? She didn’t have Stockholm syndrome.
She didn’t even flinch when his hand found her calf. She just closed her eyes, mentally preparing herself for whatever he was going to do to her.
It was as horrible as she remembered it being. During the time she was held down to the bed as he assaulted her, she stared off, focusing on a spot on the ceiling. She didn’t cry unlike the first few times. She had no tears left to cry. Not after everything she had been through.
When he left the room she felt like a shell of herself. She was on the road to recovery. She had just begun to receive touch from her teammates, who never so once showed any bad intentions, without dissociating. All of the progress she made on her own without the help of anyone was flushed down the toilet. It had taken her so damn long to recover and she was back to square one. It wasn’t fair. Not in the slightest.
The next time the door opened, Charlie had some food for her. She didn’t sit up. She just lied there, staring at the same spot on the ceiling. Even when he threatened to take away her food, she didn’t move. She knew that Charlie’s threats were empty anyway.
He would never allow anyone but himself to keep food from her. He was the only one allowed to touch her, the only one to allow her to have clothes or blankets. He was in charge of her. Everything she got was from him.
She supposed that she should be grateful. She was being fed well and taken care of. He could have beat her and starved her until she was on the brink of death.
But he didn’t.
He loved her. In his own sick, twisted way, he loved her.
Unfortunately for him, she didn’t give a shit about his feelings. He could treat her like a princess and apologise until he turned blue and she still wouldn’t forgive him. He didn’t deserve forgiveness.
She turned her head to look at what food he had offered her today. Charlie had left, she couldn’t tell you when he had, but she was alone again. Being alone there was a relief. It was the only time she truly allowed herself to have any emotions or reactions.
Sitting up, she winced at the uncomfortable feeling in her gut. She hadn’t felt that for such a long time. She had almost forgotten what it was like.
There was a bowl of soup on the tray. Wild rice soup. There was a dinner roll and a salad for her as well. He had even gone all out and got her a dessert. Sure it was just a simple fun sized candy bar, but she never usually got anything sweet unless she did something really good. It was probably a welcome back gift, she mused.
Picking up the tray, she placed it on her lap before digging in. She was able to stomach the food despite what had just transpired mostly because she had grown accustomed to it all those years she had been trapped with him. Even though she hadn’t been with him for years, everything was still ingrained into her brain. It was as if she took a very nice extended vacation from this treacherous place. She only wished it could have been longer.
The next day was marked by Charlie bringing her breakfast. She was glad that he didn’t decide to join her as he used to do. She didn’t think she’d be able to stomach eating around him that time around.
The whole day passed by pretty uneventfully. There’s not much to do when you’re trapped in a room with nothing to occupy your time with, after all.
She didn’t want to keep track of the time she spent there because it was too depressing, but she knew that a lot of time had passed. He had come into her room plenty of times for his own entertainment. Whether it be by using her body or just simply attempting to have a conversation with her unwilling self, he managed to find time every day to visit her at least once.
She wondered how the team was doing in her moments alone. Briefly she had wondered if they might be searching for her, but she brushed off the idea. She didn’t know why they’d bother. After all, she did give herself up—even if it was for the greater good.
After a session of abuse that had been particularly rough, she was exhausted. Sleep pulled her into unconsciousness almost as soon as she was alone.
It didn’t feel long until she was woken up by the door opening. That time, however, was different. Instead of the calm way that both him and Charlie used, this was rushed; frantic.
The door slammed against the wall, probably making a dent if she had to guess. She tried not to move, but she couldn’t help but to flinch. Memories of past experience told her that whatever was in store wasn’t good.
If he ever slammed the door open, he had usually been pissed off. And that meant he’d take his anger out on her. She’d remember the bruises that he would leave on her body after days like that. It made a shiver run up her spine.
Her heart skipped a beat when she heard a metallic voice say “I found her.”
Sitting up, she had seen Tony wearing his latest suit. He retracted the mask and rushed to her side.
He was so relieved to find that she had no fatal injuries. The team had feared the worst when she had disappeared, only her suit and comms left behind. But she was alive. Alive and well, so it seemed.
“Nat, bring the go bag to my location,” Tony ordered, checking their surroundings. There were no visible torture devices in the room which was a bit of a relief.
“You’re not hurt anywhere are you?” Tony asked, looking over her body once more, that time a bit more closely. His heart stopped and his face paled seeing a white substance between her legs. There were fresh bruises on her hips that made his gut twist in the most unpleasant way. They should have found her sooner.
“I’m fine, Tony,” she murmured, placing her hand on his forearm. It was both a relief and a great stressor that he knew the truth at last. She had never told anyone because she didn’t want to be viewed as weak, or lesser than everyone else on the team. But not having to keep such a prevalent part of her life a secret lifted a weight off of her shoulders.
Natasha came into the room soon after with a duffle in hand. She unzipped it and grabbed out some clothes for her to wear before they left in the Quinjet. Tony left, not wanting to invade her privacy any more than he already had. Plus, he figured Natasha would be best equipped to handle the situation.
“He can’t hurt you anymore,” Natasha assured her after she got dressed, holding out her arms out in case she wanted some physical comfort. She didn’t expect it, but it would be better to offer than not.
She crashed into Natasha’s arms, finally letting years of unshed tears fall from her eyes.
Natasha soothingly rubbed her back as she sobbed into her chest. Tears came to her own eyes as she whispered words of affirmation to her.
“Everything is going to be okay.”
#amow tropeathon 2023#avengers fanfiction#marvel fanfiction#mcu fanfiction#mcu fic#avengers fluff#domestic avengers#avengers angst#team#team dynamics#team dynamic#tony stark angst#tony stark#natasha marvel#natasha romanov#natasha romanoff#natasha romonova
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THE WHUMP POTENTIAL BETWEEN THESE THREE
#whump#comfort#reluctant caretaker#team dynamic#team whump#sunshine whump#spiderverse#across the spiderverse#into the spider verse#spider verse#hobie brown#spider punk#miguel o'hara#pavitr prabhakar
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Context: Team dynamics. Kaeya and Tartaglia are in Dragonspine. They’re sitting at a log, talking about snow.
A drabble from some time ago turned out to be me figuring out how would Kaeya react to suddenly being “attacked” harshly from someone like Tartaglia. I think Tartaglia is far more straightforward and honest and physical compared to Kaeya, who’s more distant and keeps his secrets while maintaining a lighthearted exterior.
I like the idea of Kaeya applying Cryo when touching someone but then I realized Kaeya’s attacks are usually defensive so the idea is less “retaliate agajnst Tartaglia” (left) and more “get Tartaglia away from me physically” (right)
#team dynamic#dusk fan writing#Kaeya#Tartaglia#Childe#Genshin impact#fan fiction#genshin fics#Genshin fan fic#kaeya alberich#violence#?
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I want to share my mental nicknames for some of my team. I ordered it by who I made up nicknames for first. This is specifically drive team:
Movement Control:
-The HAIR
-Speedy
-Whiny
-Sleepy
-SLOW DOWN
-Stop crashing!
-Get your Gatorade and move. Please?
-Second to get a fan club
Human Player:
-Human
-“Rizz Tutor” (you don’t want to know)
-FIRST (pun intended) to have a fan club
-“secret weapon”
-move, there’s peanut butter
Mechanism Control:
-“Rizz Student”
-normal one
Drive Coach:
-really wants a drinking party with all the mentors
Safety/Technician:
-Safety Tech
-somehow sane
-overly tired
-double booked (works with drive team, pit crew, and coders)
#if you have met us you’d agree#the hair#look up our team#you will know who is who#smh#I pity the safety tech#and the rizz thing just sort of happened at dinner during NEDCMP#pit crew opinion#drive team#frc#FRC Robotics#peanut allergy#safety tech#technician#charged up#robotics#team dynamic#team dynamics#mojo 8085#first robotics#safety captain#8085#drive coach#had to ask a scout what rizz meant…
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Transitioning Teams: Navigating Personal Challenges Beyond the Game
TSDS 277, sheds light on the profound personal challenges basketball players encounter when navigating the treacherous waters of team transitions. El Uno and TraB engage in a thoughtful dialogue, dissecting the difficulties players face and the impact these changes can have on their personal lives.
The Persona Clash:
One prominent challenge explored is the potential clash of personalities that…
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#basketball players#bond#building relationships#city#disruption#emotional toll#Expectations#fans#loyalty#personal challenges#personal life#personality clash#podcast transcript#pressure#sacrifices#support#team dynamic#team transitions#Understanding
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best teamup in the show
#the bad batch#star wars#fanart#tbb crosshair#tbb omega#batcher#i love their sibling dynamic#omega's driving energy#cross being grouchy but also a mentor#they fight like they've always been a team#ugh i love them
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A Tight Team, Wherever They Are: 7 Ways to Create Remote Togetherness
When it comes to creating a successful team, we’ve all got our work cut out for us, especially as most employees are now demanding a more flexible approach to working.
Remote working has undoubtedly been the savior of so many employees’ morale. However, this can mean that there are a few issues in relation to keeping that team spirit together, which would potentially be easier in an office…
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#business fun#business growth#celebrations#clever business advice#collaboration#communications#employees#staff management#team building#team dynamic#teamwork#technology#working remotely#workplace culture
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[ID in ALT] I've made posts before about Talia/Dick co-parenting Damian moments (will never happen but let me dream) and this came to me in a vision. Took me ages to finish for some reason 😭 and then even longer to post
#dc comics#dc#damian wayne#dick grayson#talia al ghul#batfamily#dc robin#nightwing#anyway. yes im a self-indulgent ''dick as damians secret third parent'' truther#like i DO think it's way more complex and nuanced than the schmoopy affectionate fan portrayal of it#they're brothers they're father and son they're partners they're the dynamic duo except only in past tense etc etc#but consider! I'm not immune to schmoopy affection in fanworks. it compells me despite itself#anyway it's technically not that crazy when it comes to dick and damian. they hug! often! at least they did#it's not as big a leap to these types of scenarios#also talia ''somewhat absent for complex reasons on both her and damians part but very loving and loved by her son'' al ghul#you will always be famous to me#son of the demon origin...bwahhh#anyway. someone made a comic kind of like this/like a post i made abt this topic#but way funnier bc dick and talia starting trying to beat each other up#so go look at that as well#anyway. it's been a somewhat difficult few weeks so I'm. desperately trying to take it easy#i got some reading with me (first vol of kevin smiths GA run that i found second hand and jaimes BB run vol 2!)#so we'll see how far i get through those. considering there's demons in my head telling me to re-read things (LET ME OUT!!!)#when i finish GA and BB i do plan on rereading robin 2021. as a treat to myself#it's a run I've really warmed up to as time went on#I'm keeping up w/ the current b&r run even though it is. admittedly very slow w/ some weird dialogue#i read it for the damian content more than anything. also nikas back so that's neat :]#idk I have a feeling that after absolute power shakes out we might get some more creative team switch ups#so if anyone at dc is interested in taking over the reigns on b&r...that could be very neat#(it's me they should hire me. please DC i have ideas listen to my red hood pitch PLEASE-)
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ahahaha what if we kissed but we were both batshit insane, wreaked divine vengeance and had parallel religious motifs
#nerdy prudes must die#npmd#starkid#hatchetfield#team starkid#grace chasity#max jagerman#love the completely insane dynamic here. obsessed w them#my art#fanart#holyghost#i think is the ship name?#I love completely terrible toxic evil people mwah#they fr looked at each other and went i can make them worse#illustration
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trick or treat!
Hello! Here's a treat, or a trick, you decide xD
Character A sacrifices themself so the rest of the team can escape. The team has to drag character B, who is close to A, away because they cannot let A's sacrifice go to waste.
Bonus point if A is later found alive but badly hurt, and B blames themself for not staying with A.
Send me an ask with Trick or Treat and I'll post one of my unpublished prompts!
#whump#whump prompt#r prompts#emotional whump#team dynamic#left behind#self sacrifice#whump trickortreat#guilt#aftermath
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violently shakes out my bag of random team dark art
#team dark#shadow the hedgehog#rouge the bat#e 123 omega#sth#hi have i ever mentioned how much i love omega#the omega and shadow dynamic is truly untapped comedic potential#fern's sketchbook#🦔🦇🤖
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clara oswald is the only doctor who character who could have made torchwood MORE fucked up
#clara oswald#dw#dr who#torchwood#doctor who#imagine what she could do if she was allowed to like have sex and stuff#ari opinion hour#she would fit so well in with the torchwood team tbh#any season 1-4#also my GOD her dynamic with john hart would be. so. so unbelievably. just. it would. it jsut. i dont even know what the fuck to say abt it#itd be ungodly fucked up though
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Between these two “bad weather” team names, one of them is Kaeya’s worst nightmare and the other is mine
Ah but they’re such cool team names though
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