#captive in public

[whumpbees]

I'm actually still brainrotting about Whumpees held at gunpoint- But!! This time in Public

Whumper hiding a gun under their coat, or in their sleeve. Pressing it to Whumpee's lower back, pressuring them to behave or else

Or! Maybe threatening Everyone Else, telling whumpee to act normal, or anyone who notices will get Shot

#whump #honey posts #whump prompt #whumpee #whumper #captive whumpee #tw gun mention #tw gun #public whump

[saggernooseai]

woof

#hanged #gallows #execution #public execution #hang em high #military execution #executionbyhanging #executed #noosed #choke and strangle #strangling #hanging scene #hanging #hanged man #public hanging #military deserters #treason #men in trouble #guys in distress #whump #rope suspension #roped #combat boots #leather boots #captured #captive #prisoner of war #war crimes

[cynosurus]

I feel embarrassed to request Captive Prince at the library yet again for whichever time.

But I feel it's exactly what I need to read right now.

#captive prince #cs pacat #public libraries

[weirdlookindog]

Acquanetta in Captive Wild Woman (1943)

#captive wild woman #acquanetta #universal horror #1940s movies #publicity photo

[jrueships]

FERROR ROCHAE!!!!!!!!!

#maxey doing everything for this team as per usual #HIS LITTLE CHEEKY SMILE AS HE TRIES TO BE SEEN BEHIND THE BEHEMOTH #school of rebounding 😸😸!!!!! #terqs fingers ... #i love you terquavion smith #ive heard so many youtubers use ur name as a fake name for one of their pretend characters #embiid looks like someone strutting around a lamppost that u could pick up on the side of the road #furkan 😭😭 thinking ' still in this bitch -_- ..' #our captive forever 🩵🩵🩵🩵 #MAXEY ACCIDENTALLY MIKE WAZOAICKING TOBIAS'S FACE LMFAO #i feel like maxey is teetering on his tippy toes #every now and then i have to remind the general public that i am #unfortunately #a sixers fan #maxey #indeed embiid #terq #tobi

[cpshit]

Here’s the second installment in a series of Laurent’s many favorite ways to get on Nik’s nerves.

Laurent ever-so-gently runs into Nikandros whenever they’re riding in even relative proximity to one another. Oh, Nikandros is in sight? Better go out of my way just to run into him. Always says “oh sorry” so monotone afterwards and then does it again like 3 minutes later. Also does this while walking. As the Kyros of Ios, Nik by default is typically riding/processing to the front near the Kings, so there is really no avoiding this.

#things Laurent does to annoy Nik #laurent #laurent and nikandros #nikandros #captive prince #Laurent counts it as a victory is he can goad Nik into a shoving match #especially if they’re in public

[x-xhiro]

I just remember the possible tan lines Damen had from the slave cuffs

#im just trying to draw and now im trying to to laugh in public #captive prince #damianos of akielos #damen captive prince

[thebadasshistorian]

Giving a talk to the community tomorrow about the book I’ve been writing. I’m so excited about it!

#personal #I love a captive audience #and talking about characters and research I love so much!! #I haven’t given a public lecture in years and I’m so excited

[wingsau]

"You should have your slave fetch you some."

"Fetch me some."

And Damen standing up to do so at Laurent's request, has the exact same exact energy as the,

"pass the salt, daddy" meme

#damianos of akielos #laurent of vere #captive prince #decs talks #I'm reading this at work #oh the exhilaration of reading these tjings in public again #i feel like a 10th grader... #dont read inti that

[saggernooseai]

#hanged #gallows #execution #public execution #hang em high #gay undies #executionbyhanging #executed #noosed #hang'em #men in trouble #guys in distress #captive #captured #capital punishment #hanging scene #hanging #public hanging

[pretty-face-breaker]

Dragged by the Ankle - BTHB

Requested by @suspicious-whumping-egg for @badthingshappenbingo​ (original work).

c.w. noncon touching, violent beating, angry whumper, broken bones, head injury, public torture, noncon branding, military whump

— 

“No, no, please.” 

“What have I told you about English?” 

“N-... Nyet, Pavel. Proshu vas, poshchadite menya-” 

Pavel’s eyes lit up like a shark who had scented blood at Emir’s broken pleading. “That’s better.” He squeezed his nails further into his wrist as the man tried to scramble away, his eyes flying frantically from the iron set next to the bowl of water and, finally, back to Pavel’s own delighted expression. 

That morning, they weren’t alone. 

Five other men watched from their beds, all wearing identically lethargic smirks as the prisoner tried to escape his early greeting.

Pavel’s morning tortures had become routine ever since Stanislav had publicly whipped him unconscious. It had set the precedent that Emir was nothing sacred - that discipling him should be a collective effort and, most importantly, it had reminded eager soldiers that nobody was coming to his rescue. 

Emir considered this to be the most appealing thought of all.

Anybody could do it, given they were in the mood to wipe the blood off their boots. He wondered if everyone who had watched him getting his back torn into shreds had fantasized about doing it themselves and how it could be possible that he had lived this long.

“Quit struggling, foreigner,” Pavel said, chuckling. “You’re making a scene. Come on, don’t you want a little warming up?” 

“Please.” 

A round of laughter paralyzed Emir as he continued clawing at Pavel, simultaneously pulling his arm away as he fought for something to hit him with. Pavel snatched his other wrist as Emir attempted to grab his bed’s metal headboard and pulled him so violently over the mattress that, for a second, he felt weightless. 

With that, he was pinned against the bed.

“Come, Emir, you’re ruining my mood. It won’t be for long, though, when I brand those gorgeous hands of yours-”

An explosive CRACK and spurt of blood knocked Pavel to the side before he could finish. Emir scrambled away, leaving him groaning and swearing whilst holding the bridge of his nose. He heard another round of roaring, indignant laughter from the onlookers, and at that point, his heart really started to race. 

But before long, Pavel was up again, nose bloodied and eyes suddenly lit with a newfound fire. “You…” He started with a half-crazed chuckle.

The intensity of the look made Emir think for an instant that he may have been better off going quietly. 

The iron hadn’t moved an inch. 

“Really should not have done that.” 

Pavel let the blood dribble down his lip and stepped forward, in time for Emir to take a trembling step back. In a sudden explosion of energy, he fucking lunged, too quick for the man to react other than by staring in horror as Pavel’s fist slammed square into his head from above. 

He hit the ground with a crack and the voices around him became an indistinguishable flurry. 

All he felt were the blows hailing down through his poorly shielding arms, breaking and re-breaking, leaving livid bruises, blinding him until Emir could only thinly wheeze through the mess.

“Ngh- Poshch-'' Emir choked on blood mid-sentence, hearing Pavel’s breathless laugh in return. “S-Stoy-” 

“Stoy? I will stop when you’re dead. Though between then and now…” Pavel mumbled, toying with Emir’s lolling head with his shoe. He shot a glance back to the branding iron. “It was going to happen anyway, right?”

A broken sob rang out of his mouth. “Don-... ‘lease. Pavel-” Emir ensured his accent was cleaner when he said the name “You’ll fuck my nerves, you psycopath-.”

Pavel kept his wrists pinned above his head. “Tsk, that is the idea. I was going to be gentle, since you just woke up but my intentions have…evolved.” 

As he was dragged across the floor by his ankle, Emir fought and screamed the entire way, trying to latch his fingers into the planks and pulling on his assaulter with as much energy as he had left. It made no difference - the iron only got closer. The whoops and cheers only increased in volume, spiking when Pavel tossed him against a cabinet and his head bounced off the handle of the drawer. 

He really screamed at that.

Besides his blood-soaked nose, Pavel was nonchalant as he spun the steel in the furnace and Emir could only weakly watch the glow - a menacing white. Though he couldn’t make out the symbol in the spin. Only that it would soon end up on his body.  

He let a few more pleas slip through but none could be heard above the whoops, chants, and now, Pavel’s approaching footsteps. When he reached him, he kicked Emir’s hand out. 

“Turn it over.” 

“Pavel-” 

“I’m running out of patience for you, Emir.”

In turn, Emir was running out of time to be conscious. That, and bones he had left to break. 

He weakly complied, tears slipping down his face, and squeezed his eyes shut to brace for the pain. He tried not to think about how this might become a daily occurrence. 

Whether Pavel would repeat this performance every day until his body ran out of space.

Whether he would die of infection, in agony, from the accumulated wounds. 

But what came next was a splash of liquid cold on his hand that made his eyes pop open and panic stab into his heart. Just as Emir looked down again, pain whited out his mind and within a second, he was wailing. 

Pavel had pressed the iron down in its full glory, generating a deafening hissing noise that would have made him sick if he weren’t already screaming. 

Right there, in his right palm, as he lay slumped by a cabinet. 

Emir didn’t count the seconds of agony the iron pressed home. He only screamed as long as his body registered the pain, his skin melting away under Pavel’s unyielding hand and vicious smile.

His wails grew fainter and fainter until the world dimmed to black. 

–-

It must have been the afternoon when the sun cut across his face again. Emir stirred and filled his lungs, feeling unnaturally heavy and damp, as if awakening under thousands of pounds of water. Until he opened his eyes and registered the blood splattered across the floor, dried along his neck and face.

His body was in agony. 

As he tried to piece together what the morning had brought, he glanced at his palm where the pain was most potent. 

There, almost stitched into the skin, lay an abnormally large “п” character, an inch under his middle finger. The letter was cursively styled and burning, searing red in his palm. Amid his livid confusion, pounding headache and too many sources of pain, Emir tried to remember the letter. His heart stopped when he did.  

P.

He stilled, head spinning. Suddenly, the memories of the morning tied together. 

And, through the dried tears, blood, and burns, Emir's chest rumbled with laughter.

That lunatic. 

--

Tag list: @straight-to-the-pain @heathenville @quirkykayleetam @yet-another-heathen  @undertheburrow​ @lektricfergus @punchhimagain @whumpasaurus101@crystalquartzwhump @suspicious-whumping-egg

#whump #whump writing #military whump #captivity #sadistic whumper #beating #violent whumper #soviet union #prisoner of war #creepy whumper #noncon touching #begging #Branding #bad things happen bingo #bthb #public torture #original work #prompt: dragged by the ankle

[ocdhuacheng]

wtf @ the new csm chapter

#ooogh a few of my predictions came true. was not fucking expecting the amputation though what the fuck. also fumiko kill yourself #'nothing short of a war will compromise this facility' OOOOOOOOOOGGGHHHHHH BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK THAT WAS SO HOT #asayoru please save my sson........ tho in doing so theyre gonna find out that csm is denji so... rip #wonder if they even know csm is there (maybe fami told them?) and/or theyre just going there to #release all the devils they have captive there #to cause chaos #and denji/csm is just an added bonus. if you wanna call it that. what if they go in expecting chainsaw man #and they just see a broken denji on the hospital bed. what then. #cc #denji #csm #.txt #also........ please reze be here please please please #i think shes held captive here and then gets released by asayoru along with denji and whatever other nonsense theyre gonna let free #cuz i doubt she'd agree to have been working with public safety. i doubt she'd go to the chainsaw man church either. #so i think post part 1 she probably went rogue but maybe she was captured before she could escape #i mean there are some people thinking thats not asayoru at the end but reze. i see you and i hear you. i am still betting on asayoru tho. #feel free to clown on me if im wrong tho. i just think reze is being held at public safety like denji is. if they could even get to her #also i love yoshida he is so different from when we first met him hes so resigned and just. dead. #like contrast this scene with the last time he had denji captured. he was all smug back then but now hes just so resigned and defeated

[orangerosebush]

Do you think that Artemis and Butler ever explicitly told Angeline and Tim that they orchestrated Fowl Sr's rescue from the Mafiya, or did that just never like... come up

#artemis fowl #it would be very funny if Fowl Sr said something along the lines of 'ever since -- well of what I remember that is -- I was rescued from #captivity at Britva's hands I just... cannot do sea travel anymore.' and butler kind of... hums noncomittally and then says -- thinking #nothing of it due to the fact that it's years post-series and everyone who is a Butler or a Fowl knows about the People and their #adventures -- 'It was horrifying waiting to see if you'd survived the fall from the ship. Holly was looking for you for what felt like ages #to Artemis and I'. and Fowl Sr pauses because wait. why was *Holly* the *elf* from *Haven* fishing him out of the fjord in Murmansk?? #'well' Butler continues reluctantly - having not foreseen Fowl Sr being out of the loop on this - 'of course. it was part of why Artemis a #and I were involved in quashing the rebellion Opal was orchestrating in Haven at the time' #and Fowl Sr has this moment where his brain just... buffers. because he KNEW that there must've been *some* reason for why Artemis went #from being public enemy number one to the People to saving their civilization time and time again. but he had assumed that it was largely #an alliance engendered by Artemis and Butler feeling guilty? or something? CERTAINLY he did not think that he was being dangled as a #bargaining chip with sentience into affairs lol

[awesomehoggirl]

poem from months ago about joan jett's double venus necklace

#more broadly abt sexuality #the necklace thing really captivated me. if you dont know #theres this interview where the interviewer complains that joans biopic has no place at a queer film festival because shes never formally #'come out' to the public #and she basically says FUCK YOU! and pulls out this double venus pendant and says i wear this every day #what do you mean i havent 'come out'? ive been living this since the 70s #she says 'i dont know how much more you can declare' #and i think she does actually say 'eat me' to the interviewer word for word #i cant tell now because. the new york times put up a paywall :/ #fucking ironic #anyway love you joan. love you forever

[evilwriter37]

Winter Whumperland 2022

@amonthofwhump

Prompts: Forced Celebration | Public Whump | Comfort: Getting a Letter in the Mail

Rated: mature

Warnings: rape/noncon elements, implied/referenced rape/noncon, noncon kissing, noncon touching, broken bones, kidnapping, captivity, ableism

Pairings: Viggo/Hiccup

Word Count: 4,181

Summary: Hiccup is Viggo’s “special guest.” Viggo is throwing a Christmas party and forcing Hiccup to attend. Will Hiccup be able to follow all his rules?

#amow winter whumperland 2022 #forced celebration #public whump #comfort: getting a letter in the mail #whump #hiccup!whump #rape/noncon elements #noncon kissing #noncon touching #broken bones #kidnapping #captivity #ableism #angst #modern au #httyd au #httyd #rtte #httyd rtte #fanfiction #writing #nsfwhump #nsft