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Riot Kings, page 163

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#riotkings #wesgoesbrr #whump comic #stress position #sensory deprivation #escape attempt #comic #i agonized over the pacing here 😭 #i don't think next week's has words either so round two! #163 #also when mel said hours he meant HOURS wes has been putting in WORK to get those unlocked

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Scene from a rp with @turn-the-tables-on-them , featuring my boi Wes from The Riot Kings. For context, it's set in a futuristic high fantasy au and this is basically just me being self-indulgent lol.

cw: beatings, language, noncon drugging

It was obvious Wes wasn't gonna get much sleep during his stay here.

Winter was in full throttle, and the stone cell he'd been thrown into didn't offer much protection from the chill. All he could do was curl in on himself, shivering and cursing his situation.

He'd stolen from royalty, killed guards, ambushed rich assholes, and gotten away scott-free, but somehow couldn't walk away from a single act of petty theft.

Wasn't his fault lord whats-his-face couldn't hold on to his wallet. Wasn't his fault the guy's kid was sharper than he looked and prone to snitching. And it certainly wasn't his fault that such a small offense could get you locked away to freeze to death.

Wes clenched his jaw to try and keep his teeth from chattering. He guessed he was still sorta lucky though. At least no one here seemed to recognize him as one of the rebels terrorizing the upper class.

Hopefully it stays that way, he thought as he finally sank into sleep.

When he woke, it was late in the day. He was aware of being hungry, of a dryness in his throat, but he couldn't do shit about it except hope someone came by soon. Night fell, and he tried to sleep. Not like there was anything else to do, and he had to conserve energy if they weren't going to fucking feed him.

It was well past morning the next day when he heard someone outside his cell. Fucking finally, he thought, but when the door swung open it wasn't food on the other side. It was a pair of armed guards. He cursed under his breath as they seized him by the arms, cuffed his hands behind his back, and began to march him down the stairs.

He decided not to struggle, despite really really wanting to. If he were about to be released, he wasn't gonna make trouble, and even if he weren't, the last thing he wanted was to be thrown down the fucking stairs.

They brought him to what he assumed was their main base, leading him down a corridor and into a small room. Inside was a single metal table and chair.

Fuck.

The guards pushed him into the seat, securing his ankles with a pair of handcuffs that had been bolted to the floor. As they left, an older man in an officer uniform stepped inside.

Fuck.

A cold sweat broke out on the back of his neck as the man moved to stand across from him. His name tape identified him as 'Nault'.

"I'm sure you already know why you're in here, boy," he said. "It'd be in your best interests to make this easy for me. We'll start with something simple." He leaned in. "What's your name?"

Wes didn't answer, keeping his eyes glued on the table in front of him. It was probably just a ploy to get him to crack, and he wasn't falling for it.

Beside him, Nault shrugged. "Suit yourself. But you're only making this harder on yourself, Wes."

The surprise must've shown on his face, and the other man chuckled. "Like I said, that was something simple. We already know who you are. Got profiles on dozens of you rebel delinquents." Nault moved to stand behind him. "Never would've known you boys were on this side of the realm if you hadn't been arrested. How's that feel?"

Shitty. Absolutely shitty. Not only did they know who he was, they knew the rebels were on the move, and it was his fault.

Whatever. They would've found out sooner or later. All he could do now was not let anything else slip.

He swallowed nervously. No matter how hard that might be.

"Still not talking? Alright, but at least answer this: what's your band doing this far North?"

Silence was a good strategy, right? If he didn't talk, they couldn't learn anything from--

The blow caught him off guard, Nault's hand seizing him by the hair and slamming his face into the table. Pain exploded in his skull, making his eyes water.

"Fuck!"

"Not the answer I hoped for, but I suppose it's something. Now about the rebel movements--"

"None of your fucking business," Wes snapped, the pain overshadowing his reason.

"That so?" Nault replied, voice level. "Maybe you're right, but we'd like to make it our business. Can't have rebels terrorizing the kingdom, after all. So I'll ask nicely one more time. What are you doing in the North?"

That was nicely? Wes spat a glob of blood onto the table. "Eat shit."

Nault sighed. "Fine. I see you've made your choice."

He left the room, and before long, the pair of guards who'd brought him here reappeared.

For all of a second, Wes was able to entertain the idea that he was done here, and they were taking him back to the cell. That happy thought died as soon as they drew their batons and closed the distance on him.

Blows rained down hard and fast. He couldn't move away, couldn't even raise his hands to try and shield his face. Best he could manage was to tuck his chin into his chest and hope they got this over with.

It wasn't long before he was thrown from the chair, hitting the ground hard enough that it knocked the wind out of him, the first boot to the gut compounding the feeling. Wes choked on the air, unable to even find the breath to cuss them out as the blows kept coming, boots colliding with his stomach, his ribs, his back. One kick caught him in the jaw, dazing him, but they didn't stop. His will to stay awake was rapidly failing, and after a few more well-placed kicks, he blacked out.

He came to back in the tower, hurting like hell. His head was pounding, and every little shift of movement sent a wave of pain through his body.

When the guards returned, he couldn't even find the energy to try and get away, but this time all they did was throw him a water bottle. It wasn't until he'd chugged the entire thing that he noticed the bitter aftertaste.

Fucking drugging him now? Didn't they have some kind of code?

Apparently not, he thought as the room started to spin around him, a weird haze clouding every thought. A few minutes later, the door opened again, and the guards dragged him back to the room.

And so the cycle continued. The guards brought drugged water, or shitty food, or escorted him to the next interrogation.

If you could even call them that. He had only a vague idea of what happened in the room, forgetting each question almost as soon as it was asked. The only thing he knew for sure was that they always hurt him.

Wes wasn't sure if he'd given anything up at this point. Whatever drug they had him on made it hard to think, but he couldn't just start refusing the water. He doubted they'd give him anything else, and he was still determined to survive, even if every day brought on some new hell.

He had no idea how long he'd been there. Everything blurred together, and it wasn't like he was scratching fucking tally marks into the wall of his cell. Maybe he should, just for a single bit of clarity. But in the rare moments he was left to rest, he couldn't find it in him to get up off the floor.

Everything hurt. He was almost certain he had a few broken ribs with how painful it was to breathe, and a few of his joints weren't feeling too hot either. To say nothing of the bruises, the burns, the cuts... Fuck. They liked getting creative, and he was so fucking excited to see what tomorrow would bring.

He'd probably die here. They didn't seem to care how much they hurt him. All they wanted were answers, and whether he gave them up or not, it was only a matter of time before his body gave out.

With that cheery thought in the forefront of his mind, Wes did the only thing he could:

Curl up against the chill and try to sleep.

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(in-play he got rescued right after this by @turn-the-tables-on-them 's OC Aliyah so no worries lol)

#its been fun so far #i missed roleplaying #its been a minute since i did anything besides dnd #whump #whumpflash #whump writing #riotkings #wesgoesbrr #beating tw #tw noncon drugging #environmental whump #defiant whumpee

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@befuddled-calico-whump you gotta stop putting assholes in dangerous situations (don’t ever stop pls i love it so much)

#befuddled calico whump #riot kings #wesgoesbrr #whump #whump art #i know this isn't my best work but i just wanted to doodle wes #i am IMMENSELY enjoying his little side story #doodle

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Riot Kings, page 171

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#wes can rant a little #as a treat #riotkings #wesgoesbrr #angst #beaten #bruised #whump comic #171

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Riot Kings, page 168

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#nabi doing her best to find a loophole #riotkings #168 #wesgoesbrr #yes greer is bad enough to toss a teenager alone in a room with a guy he's deemed a terrorist #but hey at least he tied wes up first and has guards on standby to further kick the shit out of him if he tries anything :) #whump comic #bruises #beaten

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Riot Kings, page 165

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#greer showing up to ruin everything again #he and nabi are at opposite ends of the whump scale #constantly counter-weighing each other (with doc on nabi's side and random clueless soldiers on greer's) #whump art #riotkings #165 #wesgoesbrr #beaten #bruising #blood #failed escape attempt #whump comic

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redraw of this page!

#wes gets an extra shock #as a treat #🥳 #riotkings #regular pages will resume next week #wesgoesbrr #electrocution #duct tape gag #blood #whump art #whump comic #redraw

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Riot Kings, page 164

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#riotkings #get takld #in all fairness he's doing his best #wesgoesbrr #whump comic #escape attempt

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Riot Kings, page 141.1

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#okay so from a purely story point of view this has little purpose and slows down the momentum of the scene/transition to the next scene #but from a whump point of view? completely necessary #so i went back and added it lol bonus content #riotkings #wesgoesbrr #somewhat unrelated but i didn't realize how well the scar reveal scene a few pages back segues into a flashback #especially cause his first real arc WAS the flashback #so kinda nice #whump art #whumpy art #whump comic #tw electrocution #partial nudity #crying whumpee #tw drool #is that a warning? i swear ive seen it tagged #tw blood #tw torture #obviously this is a shortened version of the scene #it went on for an indeterminate time but it definitely wasn't just one pulse with zero questions #time to do 12 part comment tag list again 🥲

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Riot Kings, page 138

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@appy-polly-loggies , @shydragonrider , @professional-idiocy , @burtlederp , @unicornscotty, @whumpwillow , @transjenderdeanjail , @bliss7575-blog , @grizzlie70 , @whatwhumpcomments , @madrono-but-i-am-not-a-fruit , @whumpzone ,. @maracujatangerine , @whump-em , @crystalquartzwhump , @outofangband @onlywhump , @badluck990 , @kixngiggles , @whumpacabra , @whumpy-catfish , @throwawaywhumper , @dont-touch-my-soup , @uvanuva , @kiichu , @dreamsofwhump , @valiantphantomturtle , @voidviewer-blog , @whumpsday , @kira-the-whump-enthusiast , @poorlittlekittycat , @finaldreams1106 , @slimesheep , @redwhump , @apokolyps , @wolfeyedwitch , @emmanemanem, @briars7 , @stuffmyfriendssay , @stuck-in-this-mortal-form , @whumpedydump , @fleur-alise , @basica11ywhumped , @hold-back-on-the-comfort , @withdrawingramen , @daddy-cowgirl-boots @sodacreampuff , @shywhumpauthor , @caughtinthera1n , @distinctlywhumpthing , @randomlifeunit ,

#*insert SpongeBob meme* tHe fLeEt dOeSnt toRtuRe pEopLe #i dont know if i have time for another war crimes argument scene but i might need one #fourth panel was fun 😌 #anyway time for a bit of a break. we'll return in June :) #riotkings #whump #whump art #whump comic #comic #wesgoesbrr #stress position #interrogation #tw torture #blindfolded #unfortunately for everyone Greer is the highest ranking onboard aside from Captain Ramirez

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Riot Kings, page 141

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#this time he actually *verbalizes* the do your worst #and he still regrets it lol #idk what's the deal with the zappy box i just drew a box and added stuff #not too unfun either it just looks pretty low tech #greer blowing dust off old equipment in the Torture Closet #riotkings #wesgoesbrr #whump art #whump comic #scars #tw electrocution #tw torture #defiant whumpee #riot kings is a story where torture doesn't work very well for information (unless you're a psychic lol) #but i guess greer has seen too many movies #partial nudity #stress position

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Riot Kings, page 140

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#greer you bastard #doc doin her best #will tag in the rb hopefully hellsite likes that better :/ #whump art #whump comic #riotkings #comic #wesgoesbrr #tw scars

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Riot Kings, page 137

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#if i missed any new additions to the tag list im sorry lol #couldn't remember if someone asked to be added last week or not #dr benjamin here to be the voice of reason i love him #this is what the blindfold poll was for #whump #whump art #whump comic #riotkings #comic #wesgoesbrr #stress position #shaking #blindfolded #tw torture #interrogation

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Hand in Hand (part one)

A Riot Kings AU: When Melchior is betrayed by his men, Wes tries to help him escape. Before long, both men are captured.

@whumptober No. 6: Made to Watch

cw: torture, burning, death threat

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The scream is almost loud enough to blow out the speaker, and it's all Dan can do not to cringe away from it, closing his eyes and covering his ears and pretending it's all a bad dream. Instead, he sits straight-backed in the metal chair, poised like he's attending a meeting in spite of the bruises blooming on his skin, the cuffs locked around his wrists. His face is expressionless, in spite of the man on the screen, bound and shaking.

In spite of being forced to watch the torture of the one person who cared enough to try and save him.

Dan almost flinches at the next scream, as the masked soldier presses the hot iron into Wes's bare chest. There are already a half-dozen similar burns scattered across his ribcage, standing out against pale, sweat-damp skin. Dan tries staring at the dingy wall behind his friend in an effort to avoid looking at his face, avoid seeing the desperation there. But every cry of pain only pulls his eyes back, sharpening the deep ache in his chest.

Swift knows what she's doing. She must've seen the burn scars covering Wes's back, must've known how much this would terrify him. If this is a game, she's already several moves ahead of Dan. His only weapon in this scenario, his only defense against this attack, is indifference.

And it hurts so much to play at indifference. But he knows it will be so much worse for Wes if he doesn't. There's no telling what Swift will do if she learns that this is a weak point.

When he's sure it's been long enough, when he can feel Swift's eyes on him, watching for a reaction, Dan finally speaks.

"Why are you showing me this?" he says, and it takes a considerable amount of effort to flatten his voice, but somehow he manages.

"Oh Mr. Melchior," Swift says in an oversweet voice. "Don't you care for the only man who remains loyal to you?"

"One man is insignificant," Dan replies, staring past the screen. "You've already won, Swift. Answer my question."

She doesn't, a smile playing on her lips as she pushes a button with a gloved hand, leaning forward to speak into the microphone above it. "Kill him."

The words rip through Dan like an electric shock. He can't keep his voice steady as he utters a quiet, "What?"

As the masked man on the screen reaches for his gun, Mercury grins at Dan, not even trying to feign surprise. "What's wrong? Didn't you just say he was insignificant?"

He tries to recover, tries to smear the callous expression back onto his face, but he knows it's too late. "Why waste a bullet on him?"

"Would you rather I have him beaten to death?"

The image is in his head before he can stop it; Wes lying bloody and unmoving on the cold concrete, Wes in agony right up until his last breath. "No."

"So you'll see no issue if--"

"No," Dan says again. On the screen, Wes is looking at the gunman, his executioner, with fearful eyes. His face is streaked with tears, and his mouth is moving with frantic, silent pleas. Like he's begging Dan to save him. Like there's anything Dan can do besides prolong his suffering. The gun is raised, pressed to Wes's forehead, and Dan flinches with him.

"Please don't hurt him." The words spill out, the facade fully broken. "Please. Just tell me what you want."

To his relief, she hits the button again. "Stop. Our guest has reconsidered." The man holsters the gun, and Dan wonders if it's even loaded, or if it's just another part of her game. Either way, Swift has accomplished her goal.

"There's a good man," she says, pulling at the edge of a glove. "I knew you were soft."

"What do you want?" he tries again through gritted teeth, but Swift only laughs.

"Patience, Mr. Melchior. We'll discuss terms once you've become more familiar with the stakes."

The stakes? She's already made those abundantly clear. Do her bidding, or Wes gets hurt. But what is her bidding?

When Swift speaks again, it's not Dan she's addressing, but the guards flanking the door. His own men, or at least they had been until last night.

"Put him in the cell," she orders. "We'll continue this conversation in the morning."

#whumptober2023 #no.6 #made to watch #oc #fic #torture tw #burning tw #death threat tw #wesgoesbrr #angst #forced to watch #riotkingsau #here's the next miniseries then #whump #i was iffy about this because getting in Mel's head? hard #especially because i get the easy way out by seeing actions and words in a comic #not tagging the comic crowd but i can make a separate tagging list for this! not sure how long it'll get

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Riot Kings, page 139

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wanna know how Wes got these scars?

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#oops #anyway #it's early #riotkings #tw scars #whump comic #whump art #wesgoesbrr

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punch Wes until he begs you to stop

this one is less canon but I'm loving the back and forth

#just one long terrible night #anon #wesgoesbrr #whump art #whumpy art #tw blood #beaten