#ignore any spelling mistakes i wrote this on mobile and i have fat fingers 💔

[whumpndump]

“put on display” is a good general one, and i particularly like things in the area of “magical battery” or “source of x ingredient for potions/enchantments/etc” for fantasy settings in particular

- tiny whump anon

Fairy whumpee panted heavily, folded over with their hands on their knees, trying to steady themself. Once things stopped spinning, they took several steps back before charging forward, slamming themself into the wall of the glass terrarium they were housed in, to just as little effect as the last 15 times they'd tried. Deciding not to risk brain damage, they sat down on the slightly damp moss covered dirt beneath them.

All things considered, it wasn't a bad home for a fairy. The glass box, around the size of a microwave, was filled partially with soft dirt and small stones, with mossy pieces of bark and a few twigs scattered throughout for decoration. There was even an overturned flowerpot, with a small hole cut in the front, that served as a sort of makeshift shelter. If there wasnt an obvious sparkling fairy flitting around in it, one might imagine a small frog or similar living in it.

Whumpee was ripped from their thoughts regarding their accommodation when footsteps resounded from outside the room the tank was in, down a short hallway they had only seen briefly on the way in. Fight or flight kicked in, and considering their opponent was at least 100x bigger than them, whumpee chose flight. Not literal flight of course, no, the heavy glass lid above them frustratingly prevented that, so scampering into their terracotta flowerpot home was the next best course of action.

Cowering in the dark, the fairy heard a door open, followed by the glass lid clinking above them, and finally a flash of light as their one form of protection was swiftly lifted away, revealing their shivering form to the towering beast above them.

"Hello little one! I'm in need of your help once again." Whumper smiled, voice struggling to hide a hint of sadistic pleasure. Their rough hands reached in and grabbed the fairy, who dared not try to fly away lest they be brutally swatted by whumper's comparatively massive hands. They had seen it happen before, with a pixie who took a wrong turn and ended up flying through whumper's window. When they saw whumper they had seen an opportunity for mischief, as pixies often do, but before they could even think of an idea for a prank the giant person had simply swatted them back out the window, with enough force to break a limb at best, and end a life at worst.

Whumper picked whumpee up as gently as they could, although it was still quite a harsh grip for the small fairy. Whumper opened a draw and rummaged around before finding a small glass jar. Removing the cork from it with their teeth, they set the jar down on the table and held whumpee over it, who was dreading what came next.

"I just need some fairy dust, for a spell I'm working on. You helped me before, so you're fine to help me again, right?"

Whumpee weakly shook their head no, knowing deep down it'd make no difference.

"Great, lets get started then!"

It began as a gentle movement, slowly back and forth, before evolving into a shake, then a full of throttling as whumpee was thrown around, trails of sparkly powder falling slowly off their tiny body into the jar below. To an outside observer it might seem quite painless, whimsical even, the beautifully glittering dust betraying the true agony whumpee felt. Fairy dust was their source of power, it kept them alive, and they only made so much every day. Whumper may as well have been shaking the blood from their body.

Each shake jostled their limbs painfully, as they grew weaker and weaker from fairy dust loss, and to make it all worse, the violent, messy shaking was causing half of the dust not to even land in the jar! Due to this, whumpee was shaken for at least twice as long as it should have taken, until the jar eventually filled.

Whumpee was placed back in their terrarium, on the edge of passing out, breathing laboured and eyesight blurry. They honestly thought they were going to die that time. They almost wish they had.

"Thank you!" Whumper said cheerfully, either unaware or uncaring of whumpee's state as they turned to leave the room.

Once the door clicked shut, whumpee noticed out of the corner of their eye a miracle. Whumper had left the lid slightly ajar! If they could fly up there, they could get out and escape!

...At least, it would have been a miracle. Whumpee was struggling to find the energy to breathe, let alone fly, so they did all they could at that point in time. They dragged themself into their little flowerpot home, and prayed to anyone that would listen that the lid would still be opened the next morning.

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