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whumpflash · 1 year
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cw: slavery, dehumanization, noncon strip/nudity (nonsexual), adult language, alcohol mention
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The sun was rising when they reached the slavers' camp. The journey has dampened Judd's unwanted hangover enough for him to focus, and he made an effort to determine their direction of travel.
East. Right into the fucking sun.
He angled his head to avoid the light, doing anything he could to lessen the pounding in his skull.
Fucking wine. He almost wished Skye would've just kicked his ass instead of resorting to creativity. It had been almost a whole day since he'd had any water, and the booze only served to rush the dehydration process.
Water first, he thought. Then I'll get the hell out.
The slaver camp was a lot smaller than the site Judd called home, just a few makeshift buildings and a public area protected from the sun by a tarp. There was a weapons rack, and a pile of what looked like spare speeder parts. Tools he could use to escape, or fight his way out when the time was right.
He tried to ignore the other objects in the area. Shackles. Whips. A metal pole with a length of chain welded to it, and a small rusted cage a foot away from that. Cage and manacles were both empty. He'd find no allies here, but there didn't seem to be many enemies either. Aside from the two that had snatched him, there were only a handful others, coming out of their huts or getting up from cleaning their weapons to see what their buddies had returned with.
Judd was dumped just shy of the shade, struggling to lift his head as a pair of boots came into view. They were attached to a woman, well-muscled and covered in freckles.
"Brought me back a treasure, eh?" she said, lifting his chin with the toe of her boot. He jerked away, falling back onto the cracked dirt, and wincing as the movement drove a fresh spike of pain through his head. 
"Wreck was deserted by the time we got there, but this idiot made the mistake of sticking around," Rika replied.
Sticking around? Yeah, picking on the kid had been a mistake, but Judd wasn't fucking stupid.
"What do you think, Sonora?" Rika's partner said. "Good haul?"
"Should make us a pretty penny," the other woman said, approval in her voice. "Get it settled in."
It. He was already written off as an object to them, something that had no value aside from a price tag.
The pair moved to obey her, dragging Judd under the tarp and into the marginally cooler shade. His arms—by now well past aching—were freed at last from Skye's bindings. Rope was swiftly replaced with metal cuffs, each one connected to a long chain that trailed upward, wrapping around a beam that sat a few feet above his head.
Not just a beam, he saw, noticing gears on either side of it, interlocking all the way down to hip height, where a handle jutted out. Some kind of mechanism, probably designed to shorten his leash whenever they saw fit.
Clearly the group had way too much time on their fucking hands, but if nothing else, the machine told him this was their permanent base.
Good. When he got out, he'd come back here with a hoard of scavs. Burn it down.
"Let's get a look at it," Sonora said, and Rika moved to the handle, confirming his suspicions as she cranked it until the chains were taut and his arms were suspended above his head. Maybe it was procedure, maybe she'd just made up her mind to give him misery, but she didn't lock the mechanism in place until Judd's feet were barely touching the ground.
He cursed through the gag, shooting her a hateful glare that was pointedly ignored.
Sonora selected a knife from the weapons rack and closed the distance on him. He did his damnedest to jerk back as she set the blade against his chest, but she didn't cut him, instead slicing through the fabric of his shirt.
Judd let out a muffled yell of protest as she moved to his jacket, a fancy sun-reflecting thing he'd paid out the ass for. She didn't seem to care what it was, cutting it away without hesitation and discarding it at his feet.
His pants and boots followed it, but Sonora didn't stop there, slicing away in cool-eyed silence until he was stark naked.
Judd tried to reign in his pride and breathe steady through the gag. If he let the frustration, the humiliation, get to him, it would just make his headache that much worse.
Nudity didn't bother him. Water was too scarce for showering to be a private affair, and scavs were generally too pragmatic to find a lack of clothes taboo.
This was different. This was being put on display, stared at by his captors while they figured out how much he was worth.
I'll break out. Pick the locks. They'll be sorry.
"Hm," Sonora said, and he flinched as she ran a finger across his abdomen. "Strong enough for the pits, pretty enough to be a pet. What do you think?"
Rika snorted. "I think it's the highest bidder's choice."
"So it is." She stepped back, kicking away the remains of Judd's clothing. "Go ahead and let it down. Can't put it up for auction half-dead."
Rika pulled back on the lever, and the chains went slack. Judd cried out as he hit the ground, pain shooting through his knees as they took most of the impact. It was becoming more and more difficult to want to get up, but he did, pushing himself to a sitting position with a groan.
Sonora had reappeared beside him, a canteen in her hand.
Water.
She was close enough that he could probably grab her. Get her weapon, use her as a bargaining chip. But he was too thirsty to try.
She reached behind his head, untying his gag and removing it from his bone-dry mouth.
Despite the burning urge to start cussing her out, Judd held back. Drink first. He reached for the canteen, but Sonora took a quick step back.
"Ah ah. You get what I give you or you get nothing," she chided. "And I only give what is earned."
Because of fucking course she did.
"Kneel," Sonora continued. "Hands on your knees, head bowed. Show me you can be obedient."
As debasing as it was to follow her commands, Judd wasn't about to give up the water. He moved to his knees, glaring up past sweat-damp hair.
"That snarl could use some work, but we have time," Sonora said. "Good boy."
All reason fled his body at her words, his head snapping up. "The fuck did you just call me?"
Behind him, Rika let out a short laugh. "Told ya it had a mouth."
"It just needs to learn some respect," Sonora said, looking vaguely annoyed.
"My name is Judd," he spat.
"You don't have a name anymore," she replied, not flinching as he lunged forward, the chains halting his movement before he got within a foot of her. The sudden stop, combined with his bound ankles, unbalanced him, and he landed gracelessly on his side.
He saw Rika reach for a whip, but Sonora held up a hand to stop her.
"It has enough scars as is. We don't need any new marks before auction."
"My name is—" He was cut off by a boot to the gut from Rika.
"Bruises will heal," she said, in response to the stern look from Sonora, who sighed and shook her head.
"I'm sure they will. You and Bo go ahead and get some sleep. I'll take it from here."
As Rika and her partner disappeared into one of the huts, Sonora moved to the mechanism Judd was attached to, adjusting the upper bar until it was level with the ground, then reeling in the chains until he had no room to move, arms once again restrained behind him. Once that was done, she left.
Judd let his head drop, drawing his knees up to his chest. Maybe he was stupid. Letting his anger get in the way of fucking survival.
She'd be back, wouldn't she? They'd gone through the trouble of taking him, they wouldn't just let him die and miss out on their payday.
He pulled at the cuffs. Just needed to wait until Sonora tried again. He'd choke down his pride and comply. Get her to drop her guard.
It hadn't been long before she returned, still holding the canteen. She knelt in front of him, much closer now that he was locked up tight.
"Good boys get water," she said, but held the canteen to his lips anyway. 
He drank so quickly he almost choked, feeling relief wash over him as the liquid ran down his throat. It wasn't until he'd drained the entire thing that he noticed the strange aftertaste.
Sickly sweet, like something on the verge of rotting.
He knew what was coming then, the kind of bullshit these people would resort to in order to keep him down. Sonora smiled at him as she capped the canteen.
"Bad boys get Compliance."
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@kira-the-whump-enthusiast
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calmingpi · 2 years
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AND IN COMES MONAHAN WITH THE STEEL CHAIR
(based on tags by @anoutrageousamountofowls)
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turtleplushi · 2 years
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Kirbytober 2022 Day #14: Sprout
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alright this oness kinda late but ITS OWL HOUSING TIME
Im watching it rn and its so fudhfhdjbdfhd MY BABIES
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reeativity · 2 years
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be gay do crimes? nah. be ace invade denmark.
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wasyago · 8 months
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i imagine it's quite chilly in the black sea (for the lack of sun and color), so they're wearing slightly warmer clothes now uwu
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inverse-problem · 8 months
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okay look I know this sort of concept has been done a dozen times, but I, too, had to get it out of my system
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quartergremlin · 4 months
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to the shine...
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hyperfixationtimego · 7 months
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I love you fucked up tv shows I love you gorey movies I love you traumatized characters who perpetuate the cyclical nature of abuse while still managing to remain sympathetic I love you intentionally morally ambiguous media that exists specifically to pose questions about psychology, ethics, and human nature I love you unflinching examinations of what it means to dance the line between acceptable and unacceptable behaviors I love you I love you I love you
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gracefall-mcyt · 2 months
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...SO. Hermitcraft Lifeline AU trailer I made for a class last semester.
Does contain spoilers but they're left vague-ish? Vague enough that I don't think it spoils the experience at all. Go read SlashMagpie's Lifeline AU. Please.
Now crossposted to Youtube!
Notes about stuff under the cut :)
Okay so. I know there are some inaccuracies to the actual fic, major and minor alike. However, this took me around 60 hours to make, and I wasn't able to work on anything else in between because of my deadline. I am not going back to fix things now. I spent the entire latter half of my winter break pretty much just working on this, because, like I said, I was doing it for an assignment.
It was a film studies class, and we had to create a pretend cult classic and then create some creative representation of it. I chose to do an adaptation of Lifeline AU for mine! That's why there are the black frames near the start–originally there was some pretty typical movie trailer text, I just didn't feel like including it here.
I'm going to be real, I would not have been able to get through that project if I wasn't doing it with LLAU. Lifeline AU was my lifeline, in a way. If I had stuck with my original plan, then I wouldn't have come up with such a GOOD final product. I probably would have quit the trailer and settled for a poster. With this, that never crossed my mind. I wound up with a product that I had genuine creative passion for, based on a story that I have immense love for.
@slashmagpie , thank you so much for writing this fic. I have said it before and I will say it again; this is my favourite thing I have ever read. Between its plot, characterization, worldbuilding... EVERYTHING. It's such a beautiful story. It's one of few works to actually make me think, to make me consider what's right and wrong, in a sense. Every time I reread it, even if it's just a small little section (or all of Asking for a Miracle. I'd say that that one has the biggest chokehold on me of the llau fics), I feel myself experiencing the fic all over again.
Going to be honest, I wasn't going into LLAU with any expectations. I found Lost Boys bc i was looking for fics with aliens, and so i decided Empty Oceans would be my "last fic before sleep." I ended up not sleeping that night, spending the next few hours reading through all of the series (aside from Twenty-Eight Days of Delirium, but I did go back to that one later that day), listening to the same song on loop the entire time. I was so engrossed by the story I didn't even notice until I was halfway through Asking for a Miracle.
I rambled on about the fic to anyone who would listen. My best friend, my cousin, my younger brothers, my older sibling, everyone. Eventually, when one day my cousin came over to have a sleepover, I was like. I know you're not going to read it. Would you like me to tell it to you? And she said yes. I expected it to take maybe a half hour. She expected it to take one hour. It ended up taking two and a half. By the end, she said "this sounds like it would make a great movie", so we ended up writing out the script for the very trailer you see above.
My cousin is actually the one who drew the beautiful clock seen at the beginning and on the monks' robes! She gave me permission to use it. I would tag her, but she doesn't have any public social media accounts.
At some point I'll come back and list all the small details, bc I put in quite a few, but for now I'm tired of typing up this post so you'll have to wait :)
Song used is Imaginary Worlds by Tyler K
I forgot where exactly I got the clock ticking sound effect but I will try to find it and link it eventually.
As stated before, this is entirely based on Lifeline AU by SlashMagpie. Go read it if you haven't already, I'm begging you.
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a-single-melon · 4 months
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do you think we can be friends again
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starishsky · 7 months
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love grows where my rosemary goes
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iluvvaporeon · 19 days
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starlo definitely has the FAKEST southern accent you've ever heard and that pains me as a texan bc i know my boy absolutely sucks at it but i refuse to believe it
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keiyaku-tako · 7 months
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Azul walked up to Yuu's dorm, sighing softly. He couldn't believe this... He had to quickly figure out a date all to make up for a small misunderstanding.
He didn't hate that he had to plan a date, per se, he just disliked how he was forced to think of something that wasn't fancy or expensive. But it was for Yuu, so he wouldn't protest.
He knocked on the door. "Yuu? I'm here for our date."
He was pretty nervous. Who wouldn't be? He had looked up ideas before, but he didn't think he would actually put them to use. But, this was the situation now.
He held a small bouquet of flowers in his hand, his other hand nervously fidgeting with his clothes. He had decided on a more casual outfit today - still neat and put together, but just more casual than his school or dorm uniform.
He had eventually decided on a small library date. It was something small and simple, and they could go to a café or something if they got hungry. Or maybe he could make some food for Yuu... He wasn't completely sure yet.
@blanketorghost
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salsa-di-pomodoro · 1 year
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Guys i know Christmas is overrated on every possible level but if at the end of december i don't see at least ONE submas reunion fanfic featuring Emmet (and possibly other characters if they're staying over) finding Ingo passed the fuck out under the damn tree during Christmas morning with maybe a little note of apology from Arceus taped to his receding hairline ass forehead i will riot
Or! He could be found under the communal (is that the right word) Nimbasa city/Gear Station tree. That would also make for some fun shenanigans i think. Imagine being a depot agent and getting a call for something weird at the christmas tree and you get there and fucking boss Ingo is just sleeping under there with a little bow on his hat
(it doesn't have to be Christmas btw. If you want to put a different holiday or celebration or tradition that's also cool christmas is just the one i celebrate so the first that came to mind. Also its the funniest to me but what do i know about other religions? Absolutely nothing so if you've got a funnier alternative go for it. It could also be and invented religion from the Pokémon world. Hmm)
Edit: by the way the same thing is happening on Akari's side. I just didn't mention it cause i was in submas brain mode and did not think about it
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solthesilly · 3 months
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shes right behind me, isnt she
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other version (i couldnt decide on one, sorry)
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feral-firebrand · 10 months
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I dont Normally Post about oc's- but heres my Ninjago Villain Oc's- Mimic and Toybox- I Really wanted to make a Fan season- and They just sort of happened- Toybox is the Em of Imagination- Since it Fit with the Toy/Circus Theme I went with- and Mimic is Someone Toybox Made with their Elemental Ability- These images are Sort of old- but lmk if y'all would be interested in hearing More abt them ig-
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