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hotasfahrenheit · 5 months
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"Smile again, please?"
Love Senior, Ep 1
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Hey guys so I plan to revamp the Paxton and Amal series.
Returning to its original comic format and rewriting some parts of it to spin the mostly unconnected dribbles I have of them into a more coherent narrative.
I plan to draw five chapters and check out how my workflow is and all and if I still feel motivated (and my shoulder won’t start hurting to bad) this will be turned into a webcomic that I plan to not only post here but Webtoon and tapas as well.
I would love some feed back for the new art style I choose for this series :3
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Lily is a Doll
Hello everyone. This is second post of my Jack Series (still needs a good name). Lily is a small girl with big dreams and a bigger heart, so this is mostly just some fluff with her and Jack
Weeks 1-2 of Jack’s Captivity
tw: brief mention to Jack’s past in training, but no snippets from it or anything (if you guys wanna see that let me know) Enjoy!
Previous // ~ Jack Masterlist ~
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Her blond braided hair was bouncing around as she ran around her room with her toys. Flapping her arms around like crazy. And Jack found himself smiling.
His smile had broken in the first two months of training.
But he couldn’t help it. She was a little marshmallow of joy. And she was always laughing and always talking and always smiling. When she was alone, or with Jack that is. In front of her family though, her mother or sister, even her grandmother, she was quiet.
It puzzled him.
She had two personalities, and he didn’t understand how the little 7 year old couldn’t combine them into one.
“Jaaack… c’mere.” She waved him over as she sat in the middle of her bed. He nodded while standing and going over, his smile fading away at once, not because of her.
Because he wasn’t allowed to smile.
He looked down before she patted the bed and he sat beside her, holding out a couple of her toys before setting them down in front of her.
She glowed in excitement, making them all sit up in front of them, leaning against the pillows. He found himself smiling once again. Watching as she sang softly to herself.
Something about a dragon and prince. He wasn’t listening, just looking at her. She was happy.
After a while, she looked up at him, into his soft chocolatey brown eyes, suddenly making him go still while keeping eye contact.
Don’t look away. Don’t pull away.
“You don’t talk much. Do ya?” She pouted a bit.
He blinked. Caught off guard by the question before simply shaking his head.
“Why not?”
Why Or, in this case, why not. He hated these questions. It meant he had to talk, no simple nod or shake of his head would do.
“J-just don’t…” He trailed off, hoping that would be a sufficient answer for her.
“But whyyy?” She persisted, scrunching her face up in frustration.
He shrugged a little, using the motion as an excuse to think for a few extra seconds. She seemed like the type who wanted the truth, but he knew he couldn’t rightfully tell her the truth, she wouldn’t understand, and even if she could, he didn’t want her to.
She was so innocent in this mad mad world.
Lying was easy, it was keeping the lie a reality which was the hard part. So he settled for the in-between option. Half-lie. Half-truth.
“I d-don’t like my voice.” He mumbled.
She nodded a little, thankfully accepting the answer. After a bit, she giggled while giving him a doll, one she had affectionately named Miss Hanelle Vance. She had golden curls and unrealistically blue eyes.
All her dolls had first and last names, a couple had middle names too, but only the special ones. Some of the dolls were rich and some were poor. The rich ones got to wear the best and newest dresses, while the poor ones got the used dresses which were dirty or a little ripped.
She never had any human pets in her games. That was another thing Jack liked about her.
His favorite part about being with her was her windows. They were so much bigger than a normal bedroom window and she liked when they were open. It would leave sun patches on the ground and when it was open he could feel the cool breeze against his skin.
The air was so fresh and he got to look into the sun until his eyes hurt too much and he had to look away. Lily would get mad if she saw him looking at it.
“Stop it! Stop! You’ll go blind stop!” She’d pull on his arm until he looked away. “Don’t do that!” She pouted and glared at him all at once. It was the only time he ever saw the little kitten angry.
It helped his smile.
It hadn’t taken long for Lily to find him the best roles to play. She loved how Jack would make sounds for her stuffed animals, and so she asked him to quite frequently. It was easy for him to do, making soft noises like clicks or whistles. He liked it better than talking, and she was happy when he did the animal voices for her.
He had never refused to do anything for her. Though of course she never asked him to do anything besides play games with her. She had never asked him to do anything he would consider refusing.
She didn’t know what else could be done with him.
She didn’t know what he was made for.
He played with her for hours. At the end of the day, they were sitting at her little table as she had a tea party with fake food and drinks. He wished the food to be real. It had been a whole month since he first arrived there and he was itching to have more than a couple of meals once a week.
It wasn’t that bad though. Almost every night she would bring in tarts or candies from dinner, and she’d always share half of it with him. She liked the strawberry-flavored ones most. Even when she let him pick first, he always made sure she got the strawberry ones. She’d get the cutest little smile on her face and it would stay there until she was distracted by something else.
But she talked a lot about how she’d soon be going back to school, though she wasn’t all that upset about it. She’d talk about her old friends from school. It made him upset though.
It made him incredibly sad at the thought of losing his friend. She’d be gone half the day and then he’d be stuck with the rest of the family. Who he was easily learning to despise. Mostly Victoria. She knew he was made for pain, and she loved giving it to him.
But for now, he was content being with Lily. She was like a little doll herself with her perfect clothes and smile, which were so sweet and cute.
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Written on June 1st, 2021
Next // ~ Jack Masterlist ~
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absolutebl · 6 months
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There was a surprising amount of sex in Be Mine Superstar! I really wasn’t expecting it…. Similarly, Love Syndrome had a LOT less sex than I was promised by the trailer…
Are there any BLs that had either many more or many less NC scenes than you were expecting before you started watching them?
BLs that exceeded (or underperformed) sexy expectations
Interesting question. So far, not that many Thai BLs. But I think that's just because I pay attention to the pairs and the actors in Thai stuff, and you sort of get a feel for what they will (and won't) take on. So in your examples: I know JaFirst did high heat so I expected the producers to lean into that advantage as part of BMSS because, frankly, it didn't have much else going for it.
I haven't watched Love Syndrome III yet but knowing Frank I wouldn't expect it to go super high heat in terms of actual physical contact.
I guess the ones that have surprised me are mostly out of Thailand are pulps that I knew nothing about going in. Let me see...
Thai BL that ended up being way hornier/better than I expected
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Secret Crush On You - such a weird show but BillySeng brought IT, whatever IT is, they got it.
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Love in Translation - yeah, what happened in that sauce isle boys? Very saucy. Whatever pun, more please.
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2 Moons 3 - about on par with ForthBeam from 2 Moons 2 but nothing else in the previous 2 series would lead one to expect the horny we got in this show on the main.
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Second Chance - yeah it was a throw away pulp and this studio is hit or miss on chemistry but it had one of the best kisses of its year.
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Big Dragon - I don't know what I expected form the trailers, but it wasn't as good as it turned out to be. Don't get me wrong, the rest of the show is naff, but the chemistry/heat levels are scorching.
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Ghost Host, Ghost House - generally the horror stuff doesn't do chemistry well, but these two have some of the best chemistry EVER put into a pulp. I really hope we see more of them.
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KinnPorsche - It's no secret I'm not as wild about this show as most, but I did think the VegasPete stuff was unexpectedly killer in all ways.
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Oh My Sunshine Night - yeah it was exactly what one expects from OhmFluke but THE SIDES!!!! I mean... WHAT? I'm not mad, just pleasantly surprised.
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TharnType - Okay but remember at the time what we'd had from Mame was LBC (relatively low heat) and other Thai stuff I was familiar with at the time was Make It Right, Love Sick, SOTUS, and UWMA. TT was way higher heat that I'd seen from Thailand before. And then...
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Why R U? - ZeeSaint's "away trip to the beach" full on sex scenes plus repping for verse was just crazy at the time. Especially since Saint played Pete in LBC before this and Zee was new to BL. Add that to the very odd and disjointed (and miss-matched) SaifahZon counter story and WRU? was this insane all over the place viewing experience, including the heat levels. There was this "what will they do next?" kind of tension over the production. Not the story (because who was following that?) but the PRODUCTION. At the time, it was welcome, but truly bonkers. What a way to drive narrative tension... pure high heat chaos.
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Thai BLs where chemistry failed meet my (relatively low) expectations
My Ride - honestly, if they had just gotten the kiss right this might even have earned a 10/10 from me
Unforgotten Night - ugh
Bite Me - double ugh
Friend Forever - I know I'm the only person who watched this but why could we not have gotten ONE kiss from the leads?
Nitman - studies have since shown us it is entirely not Noh's fault... see Oh My Sunshine Night
Wedding Plan - the leads were fine, but Mame usually fails me in every way except chemistry, so "fine" is not up to her usual standards. Those standards being predominantly "they hawt together" and nothing else. There wasn't even a side dish couple to pick up the slack noodle... so to speak.
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Korean BL
For most of 2022 I was consistently getting surprised by Korean BL's chemsitry when it was good but now I've settled into half expecting it yet still being delighted when it happens and is well done.
I do think Semantic Error was a bit of a seed change for them.
The problem is, now we know they can do it, we are starting to get pissed when it's bad or entirely absent.
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Taiwanese BL
Taiwan is the opposite of Korea.
I expect good chemistry and almost always always get it. I struggle to think of a time when they've disappointed me (in this arena). Maybe a few? But I tend to cut Taiwan more slack than other countries because they have so few BLs and they are generally so consistent. If they falter at all, at least the side couple will pick up the slack.
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Japanese BL
I have no expectations of Japan. Life as a BL fan is a lot easier that way.
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here222lurk · 1 year
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Toji Fushiguro Vs. The Plushies - Part 2!
Will Toji win the IDGAF war? 
Part 1
Warnings: 18+ only, fem!reader, fluff, blowjob, and toji being a big big softie
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Bored out of your mind, you watch the sky turn from pink to blue. It’s a nice Friday to be out. Here you are spending it in a grey conference room lit with lights fit for a hospital room 23 floors off the ground.
Your phone buzzes with a text from Toji.
wru?
Still stuck in a meeting
Just ditch it? It’s way past 5
It’s 5:03…but i get u
tell em it’s an emergency 
What??
Your bf needs to cum or he’ll die? 🥺
🙄🙄🙄
I’m srs
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You bolt the minute you exchange “Thanks,” “Bye,” and “Have a good weekend” with your coworkers. Toji greets you outside your office building and takes your stuff to carry it for you. He’s wearing a white long sleeve shirt with a fuzzy black jacket that you’re definitely stealing later. 
Toji’s face lights up and breaks the stern look on his face. He looks rugged but when he greets you he turns into a puppy. A puppy who is six feet tall and has claimed innumerable lives. He’s the best. 
He wraps his arm around your waist as you head home. There’s a big crowd in your usual route, urging you and Toji to take another street instead. You didn’t mind. It was nice to take the longer route if it means being away from a huge crowd. Anything feels bearable as long as he’s by your side. 
Along the seemingly never ending rows of stores, you pass by a series of claw machines. Nothing looked appealing until something caught your eye.
Toji wait– you abruptly stopped walking.
Huh? 
You tug his sleeve so to the side of the street and point to the machine with a banana plushie with duck-like features.
You want it?
You nod.
But it’s not even that cute. 
No plushie. No head.
Toji takes a deep breath as he searches his pockets for loose change. 
After about 12 tries and thumping on the glass out of frustration, you and Toji decided to stop. “I think let’s cap it at ¥1,200 and quit before we spend enough to buy a new plushie without the torture…” You watch his scar as he clicks his tongue in frustration. “So… no head?”
“Yup. No head for a million years.”
“That right? Let’s see you take that back in a few hours.” Toji chuckles and kisses your forehead. You catch a whiff of Toji as he leaned to kiss you. He smelled like fresh laundry and safety. There are probably no words to describe how comfortable his scent is. But if you had to try to describe it, you’d say he smells sweet like a floral dessert and a warm blanket comforter at the same time. 
After a train ride and a short walk, you arrive at your flat where you prove him right and give him head just cause. 
In the morning you wake up and find yourself alone in your bed. The only thing in the bed with you is your army of plushies. You grab Jiji and hug him until you doze off again. The sound of Toji bumping his toe on your furniture and muffling a curse woke you up. Your hazy vision focuses on his bulky silhouette.
“Did I wake you? Sorry babe.”
“It’s cool.” You reply while struggling to open your eyes fully.
“Wanna eat?” He asked while placing a paper bag on your bed. You inspect the bag and find your favorite BLT sandwich. 
“You’re too good to me. And you went all the way to The Sandwich Club?! That place near my office? That’s so far.”
“Chill. It’s a sandwich. Besides, you haven’t seen the best part.” Toji grabs something from his back to show you the banana duck plushie from last night. 
“Am I still dreaming??” you say letting go of the sandwich to hold the banana duck. Toji sits on the bed and as soon as his butt touches the mattress, you place the plushie on the left side of his face, squishing them together. You feel your chest tighten as Toji’s cheek presses against it. “Thank you baby…How fucking cute. This means the world.” You gave him a barrage of soft kisses. 
An unfamiliar feeling washes over Toji. He melts into your touch. He feels his cheeks ache as he tries to tame his smile that just won’t go away. It was nice to be held and taken care of. His early life may not have granted him this privilege, but he could definitely get used to this. Maybe allowing himself to be seen like this isn’t the worst thing in the world. 
“How many tries?” you ask biting into your sandwich.
“I plead the fifth.” he replied with the cheekiest smile.
“I love that. Be hot. Do crime.” 
“Do crime.”
The next time you pass by that street for fun, you see the claw machines with a couple new extra locks.
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justplainwhump · 8 months
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Promise
Noor gets into a car.
Belongs vaguely to the [Pet Safety] series, set right after [Raid].
The concept of demo pets is something @ashintheairlikesnow came up with like 3 years ago, and I loved it, so now it found its way into my BBU as well.
Content: BBU, BBU recovery, runaway, implied forced prostitution.
Agile. That had been one of his main selling points, his entire life. Agile, flexible, eager to please. He'd heard that so often, it had become his mantra. 900014, we call him Noor, he's a perfect romantic, agile, flexible, eager to please, why don't you spend some time with him and if you're content, we'll have a look at the full product catalogue later.
Agile, flexible, and fast. Noor had made it out of that window and down to the road almost soundlessly, hidden in the shadows between the flashing blue lights of the police cars parked on the other side of the building.
Noor's new home, one of the people who ran the place had said, with a sarcastic smile that had made it sound like a particularly cruel joke. Noor hadn't gotten it, though. Home. The word didn't mean anything to him. He knew everyone strived for having one, especially the other pets. Everyone dreamt of having a home, having an owner. Normal pets got to have that, eventually. Demo pets didn't. Demo pets had a small cell that they slept in, and a nicer room that they performed in.
Noor didn't know what a home was, but he knew what wasn't. WRU facilities weren't it, and neither was the building behind him. His life had been mostly the same here. Sleep, eat, fuck, make someone else earn money, survive.
That's Noor, boss stole him from WRU. Absolute high end material. Best of the best. Agile, flexible, needy.
The clients at WRU had been better groomed, more subtle in their cruelty. The clients here had been simpler, straight-forward in getting what they wanted.
Noor wouldn't miss either.
You've run away once, the WRU handler had said. You can do it again.
His back pressed to the wall, he could see the red car. There was a person sitting in it, another leaning to the door and peering towards the building, both of them highly alert.
You'll be safe, the man had said.
Safe. Another word that others gave so much meaning, that didn't hold any to Noor.
He'd always been safe, or never. Always been at home, or never. When he looked back and forth, pushed himself off the wall to sneak towards the car, it wasn't because he hoped for a home, or for safety. It was because the man in the house had talked to him. To him, not about him. Without demanding anything in return.
The person next to the red car noticed him approach and opened the door, almost casually, while the motor sprang to life. She smiled, as she gestured at the door. Noor smiled back. He didn't get into the red car for the vague promise of an empty word. He got in for the promise of a difference. It was enough.
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snakebites-and-ink · 3 months
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I've been thinking about tackling—or at least starting to tackle—another whumpy writing project, and I'd like help deciding which one to do next! This poll probably won't be the only determining factor, but it will definitely be taken into account.
These aren't all the WIPs I have, just the ones that are developed enough to maybe work towards posting. Though tbh they are all still in the fairly early stages.
I need to focus on just one or else my attention will be so so divided and progress will be extra slow. And I need help picking which one I should work towards posting next. The losing options will NOT be abandoned, they will just not be prioritized for the near future.
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generic-whumperz · 7 months
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Intro Post & Masterlist(s)
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THIS BLOG WILL CONTAIN ADULT CONTENT, VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! 
Anything explicitly NSFW will be marked “Mature,” but still this isn’t really a kid-friendly space so minors please DNI!
Side blogs:
•@generic-whumper (SFW whumping) •@generic-throw-away-blog (random bs & some fandom stuff) •@generic-writing-tips (exactly as it sounds) •@generic-horror-slut (for just straight up horror and gore)
The Aid Masterlist (current WIP, 18+)
Other works can be found at the bottom of this post under “Story Stuff,” but there isn't much else because I'm focusing on The Aid for now.
Congratulations, you have stumbled upon another (generic) whump blog, hence the name! New whumper in town, made this blog Aug 2023, and just started writing. Currently just working on one story right now (yay hyperfixations), that is slowly consuming every waking thought. Help
Other blog info below the cut!
About me:
🔪I prefer to be anonymous on here, so just call me “Generic/Gen,” them/them, mid (quit lying to yourself) late-20’s.
🔪Dyslexic bitch & silly goose—please excuse typos, misspellings, and any grammatical errors! I don’t have an editor or beta reader, so cut me some slack; I re-read and edit as best as I can, but my brain be playin’ tricks on me, and shit falls through the cracks! Just manage your expectations is all I’m sayin’, I’m not a professional.
🔪I’m (unfortunately) an American and my obnoxious word choice will probably reflect that.
🔪I’m currently a full-time college student taking a fucking break! But still, any written works I choose to share will not be uploaded on a set schedule (I write slow, my brain only occasionally works, & I’m busy), I apologize in advance!    
🔪I run a queue- there I said it! I am shameless about it, and nah I won’t tag it.
🔪I’m not a professional writer nor am I going to school for an english degree. I write for funsies and this is mostly just a hobby for now.
🔪Lover of cryptids (Mothman fucks), paranormal enthusiast and certified Haunted™️. Weird shit WILL leak into my writing eventually. Don’t be surprised if a ghost or skin walker makes a cameo. It’s more fun this way, just go with the flow.
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What You’ll See Here: 
All types of Whump; I’m talking all of it bay-bee (detailed types below this section), including: polls, writings, prompts, tropes, scenarios, art, gifs, etc.
Reblogs-a-plenty
Really bad home grown memes 
Whumpy rambling coming straight from my delirious brain
My own sub-par short stories, ficlits, and maybe even an eventual series or two
My own mediocre art (eventually)
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Whump I fuck with (like a said, pretty much all of it!):
All gender & POC whump (including lady whump, lady whumpers, mixed gendered Whumpee & Whumper combos, etc. Errybody getting whumped ‘round here.)
APOCALYPSE
Hurt/comfort
Hurt/no comfort
No hurt/comfort
Physical, emotional, and mental (if there’s all three it’s a magical trifecta of hurt)
Sickfics (I HATE being sick so I get it)
Medical (totally have iatrophobia—I’m a wuss who’s terrified of doctors and hospitals—so once again, I gettt ittt)
Lab (this is like medical, but worse)
Pet (including WRU, BBU, etc.)
Dehumanization
Captivity (short & long term)
Multiple Whumpees, multiple Whumpers
All types of Whumpees, give me stoic, give me angsty, defiant, broken, cursed, conditioned, big, small, ALL OF IT
All types of Whumpers, but especially those creepy and intimate ones that make you want to rip your own skin off (look, I’m here actively seeking out to have a bad time—bad time=good time)
Caretakers in any and all form, my favorites are platonic or found-family caretakers, but if Whumpee just so happens to find their new boo-thang, love that for them just the same.
Recovery and caretaking
Gore and body horror
TORTURE
Chains, restrains, collars, rope—just tie that B down!
Fantasy, sci-fi, paranormal, supernatural, magic
Historical, present, future
Non-human (and human)
Cannibalism
Explicit stuff like non-con, dub-con, forced drugging, etc. I will always add TW’s and tags to my posts containing hardcore stuff and it will be marked ‘mature’!
 
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Whump I refuse to Touch with a 10-foot pole:
Anything explicit with minors
Furries (sorry, I just fucking CAN’T)
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Other Story Stuff & Random Things:
Subject X: BB217 Intro
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the-scrapegoat · 1 year
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Was chatting with @whumpshaped the other night and had a series of thoughts that led to this:
I was thinking of a sweeter(?) Situation in a WRU/BBU setting where a caretaker takes on a rescue pet whumpee, maybe ex guard dog? Or just recognized legally to have had an abusive owner previously, he's gotta wear a muzzle and a labeled nervous vest in public for safety reasons, but he's a sweetheart.
I don't usually get into wru or pet whump stuff on my blog but this has been living in my brain and giving me so much dopamine <3
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highwaywhump · 1 year
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Surgery, part 1
This is a series! Masterlist here.
another panic attack? you bet. also hurr durr i’m not a medical professional. 
this was originally 3.6k so i cut it on half. watch out for the other part
CW/TW: text not proofread. doctors, talk of surgery, struggling pet/dehumanized whumpee. not much honestly, next part is worse
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The orthopedic surgeon works at a private medical center on the southside, too small to be a hospital but too big for a clinic. They’d been there one time already, to get x-rays, so the parking lot felt familiar to Aaron as the car rolled in.
“You okay?” he asks, looking over at Joey in the passenger seat. 
Joey just nods, a stunted, staccato movement. His hands are tightly wound in his lap, partially disguised by the sweater he’s wearing. He’s good at hiding his feelings, but Aaron can tell. He’s not okay. 
“I understand that it can be scary, Joey,” Aaron says softly, even though he doesn’t really understand. Can’t understand. The regulations for medical care at the WRU training facilities aren’t exactly open to the public, not to mention the sketchy care he’d been given by his previous owner - if he’d been given any at all. 
Joey had been shaking like a leaf during the entirety of the previous visit, so much so that Aaron had been given one of those heavy aprons and had sat with him, holding his hand, while the x-ray technicians had set up the machine and taken the pictures. He hadn’t said a word during the whole visit, not for the car ride home either. When they entered the house he’d asked to be excused (which Aaron obliged to, of course) and he’d moved up the stairs with unusual velocity and been in his room for the rest of the day. Aaron took it to mean he wanted to be alone, so he had come up with a tray of dinner, lightly knocked and left it outside the door for him. 
He pretended not to hear the stifled sobs behind the door as he went downstairs again. 
“I wouldn’t ask you to do this if I didn’t think it would help you. You’ll walk normally again in a few weeks, and your collarbone will stop hurting.” 
Joey nods again, not looking Aaron in the eye. Not that he did much of that anyways, but today he seems extra careful to keep his gaze on his hands. 
“Look,” Aaron starts, turning towards him. He offers up hand, laying it to rest on the center console. “If it becomes too much in there, you just tell me and we’ll go home. Come back another day.”
Joey turns his head, carefully testing the waters as he movs his gaze up, first looking at Aaron’s open hand and then onwards, upwards, meeting his eyes. His look is unwavering, but wide and clearly terrified. 
“I’ll be a good boy,” he whispers, and puts his own hand in Aaron’s open one, as if to stress the sentiment.
Aaron smiles, if only to hide the slight melancholy that blooms in his chest. 
Of course you’ll be a good boy, he thinks halfheartedly. It seems like a survival technique, to retreat into that pet-mentality which admittedly was supposed to keep him safe. Pets had guidelines to follow, and were promised an easy go of it if they just adhered to them. 
“But remember, you can’t call me Sir in there, okay? Just Aaron. Or nothing at all.” He adds the last part when he saw how Joey’s jaw tightened. He nodded again. Aaron squeezed his hand. 
They had been offered a late appointment. Sunday night, which meant no other scheduled surgeries and probably no emergencies that needed attention. Dr. Perez had assured Aaron over the phone that she only trusted a select few of her nurses with patients such as Joey - who evidently wasn’t the first ex-pet she’d treated. They’d get a private room at the end of a hallway, which meant no reason whatsoever for anybody who didn’t belong there to come in. 
The x-ray appointment, which had been an in-and-out in 30 minutes kind of situation, had been the same; outside normal office hours and with only two or three nurses who knew exactly what they were dealing with. They had an in-house accountant to handle the payment. It still meant insurance fraud, but it wasn’t Aaron’s fraud, and that made him feel marginally less worried about it all. 
Aaron had carefully proposed the idea of a surgery on the last day of Joey’s sickness. They were both on the couch, Joey in Aaron’s arms with a thick blanket wrapped around himself. He hadn’t slept properly for days, except for short and fitful bouts here and there whenever the fever finally let him rest well. Aaron wasn’t much better off, worrying so much for his ward he’d probably developed gray hairs from it.
“Dr. Simmons gave me the contact info of a surgeon who could take a look at your leg. And your collarbone. Do you think you’d be up for that?”
Maybe it was unfair to ask him while he was so tired and out of it. Aaron knew he’d go along with any mere suggestion he’d come with - that was the nature of his training. But the bloodshot eyes that looked up at him from the bundle of blankets in his lap, told another story. Pain and fear, sure - but also relief, for the first time in days. Joey nodded, too tired to say anything. Tired from the pain, the fever, and probably from having to hobble along when walking, and from a throbbing clavicle that kept him from using his arm for anything other than scratching his nose.
Aaron had accepted the answer with a reassuring hand in his hair. He’d held the little one close, kept him warm and safe, and lulled him gently to sleep with a few fingers rubbing soothing circles on his temple. 
But that was then and this was now. Gone was all the relief and the warm safety. Joey was stiff as Aaron helped him out of the car. Yes, they’d been here once before - but that time Joey had only been laying on his back on a table for a bit and then they’d gone home again. 
Aaron supposed he could understand. Today, they’d cut into him. 
Dr. Perez has a great bedside manner. She speaks directly to Joey in a tone without any condescension or disdain, Aaron notes, as she points to different parts of the x-ray picture on the screen of her tablet, explaining the procedure.
“What I’ll do is that I’ll make a tiny cut here, and then put the bone back together so that the angle is right, and put in a couple of screws to make sure it stays. And in six to eight weeks, you’ll be walking like it’d never been broken at all. Sounds good?” 
Joey is timid and still almost petrified with fear, but he manages a slight stiff nod, a dip of his head, up and down. “Yes, doctor,” he whispers. His eyes even flit up to meet hers for a fraction of a second. 
“You will be asleep during the whole procedure. You won’t feel anything at all. Okay? You’ll get all the pain medication you need after, as well. We will make this as comfortable for you as possible.” She leans forward and reaches out a hand. Joey stares at it, and for a few long seconds Aaron thinks he won’t do anything. But then he carefully unwinds his own hand from where it is gripping his other wrist, and gingerly places it in Dr. Perez’. 
“Do you believe me when I say that, Joey?” she asks, and he nods again. 
She smiles warmly at him, and it’s a true smile that shows off the crow’s feet around her eyes. She really means what she says next. “It’s important to me that you feel safe here, Joey. I want to help you. That’s why Aaron brought you here.” Aaron nods, even though Joey can’t see it, with the way he so stubbornly studies the toes of his winter boots, neatly placed by the edge of the hospital bed. He’s seated on it, already dressed in a patient gown, his bony shoulders protruding more than ever. His feet hang off the edge, slightly swinging.
Not for the first time, Aaron is struck by how young and fragile he looks.
“Okay,” Dr. Perez says as she checks her watch. “Becca will come by in a bit to prepare you. She’ll give you some medicine you need before we give you the anesthesia. In an hour, I’ll come get you and we’ll operate.” She guides Joey’s hand back into his lap and lets go. “You will be all good, Joey. I promise.” 
Aaron has seen enough medical dramas to know that doctors can never promise anything, lest they’ll be sued. Dr. Perez means it. 
Then again, they’re operating outside the law tonight. This surgery is officially not being performed, especially not on a person that officially doesn’t exist anymore. 
Dr. Perez meets his gaze on the way out. Her brown eyes are genuine and solemn, an expression born of many years of soothing worried patients. They manage to calm even his pulse a little, even though he is not the one being cut open. She closes the door as she exits, leaving him and Joey alone. 
“You doing okay?” he asks as he rounds the bed and sits down on the chair next to it, facing Joey. He takes the glass of water from the bedside table and offers it to Joey, who plucks it out of his hands and drinks - judging from the look on his face as he swallows, not because he’s thirsty. Just because Aaron asked him to. 
“Yes, Sir,” he whispers weakly, and squeezes his eyes shut as he catches his mistake. “I’m sorry.” 
“It’s okay, sweetheart. Just… try not to, when there are other people.” Even with all the precautions that have been taken, Aaron still can’t be entirely sure. They can’t risk any uninitiated understanding the full extent of their relationship. It’s better if they see him as a concerned friend or brother or uncle, not as… well. As Joey’s owner. He has seen the occasional headline of a pet who has been caught in situations they’re not allowed to be in by law. Usually, the punishment is a hefty fine. Sometimes it’s prison and forced removal. 
Aaron has naturally read up on the legislation. If caught, tonight’s activities would result in the latter. 
“Hey,” he mutters and reaches out, brushing Joey’s dark locks out of his face and behind his ears. 
He seems to have a conflicted relationship to touch. Only a few short weeks ago, Aaron moving his hand towards his head would have resulted in Joey in a hysteria of apologies and groveling, afraid of being hit. But at the same time, he’d always chase after it when Aaron would remove his hand. All the hugs they’d shared in the time they’d had together had built a tiny pillar of trust, and now he leans into the palm of Aaron’s hand, turning his face towards it. For a moment he closes his eyes, takes a deep breath - as deep as he can, with how taut his muscles are wound.
“You’re going to be alright, Joey,” Aaron says and allows himself to lightly scratch him behind one ear. 
He knows he shouldn’t. He knows it probably reinforces all the boundaries he’s working to break, and he knows all sorts of different thoughts will awaken in Joey’s head. But right now, maybe there could be an exception. Just to make him feel a little bit safer, given the circumstances.
And he does. Joey nearly melts into his hand, his eyebrows turning up. He bites his lip and Aaron can nearly see the stress running off his shoulders. He counts to three in his head, thinking he’ll retract his hand when he gets there, but changes his mind and counts to five, and then to ten. If Joey had been on his feet, his knees would have buckled.
At last, he lighty pulls back. Joey blinks his eyes open as he straightens his back, sitting back up. 
“I think I saw a vending machine down the hall. Think you’ll be okay alone for a few minutes?” 
Joey looks up at him, looking marginally less worried now. “Yes,” he says, his voice meek. Aaron isn’t sure if he agrees because he thinks he will, or if it’s to appease him. Nevertheless, he smiles at him as he moves towards the door. 
“Okay. I’ll pick something up for you. Salted caramel, right?” 
Joey nods quickly. Aaron thinks he can even see a slight upturn of the corner of his mouth. 
The vending machine turns out to be on the floor below, of course, and it jams, of course, and several more minutes than Aaron would have liked have gone by before he finally reaches the hallway where Joey’s room is. Only… the door is open. 
It hadn’t been when he left. He’d closed it, he’s certain. 
A nurse rushes past him and dashes into the room before he can react. Something’s wrong, he figures. 
Terribly wrong, judging from Joey’s frantic voice inside, begging for mercy.
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Passed from house to house by a series of owners ranging from uncaring to incompetent to unkind to cruel, Platonic Companion - Medical Specialty boxie Matti endures the WRU system's toll on his body and spirit with fewer and fewer hopes for the kindness and safety he was once promised. In the end, leaving is the easiest decision he's ever made. It's recovery that's hard.
Pet Arc
Intro
They Don't Care About You
Solitary Confinement
Shock
Return
Recovery Arc
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gottawhump · 11 months
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New Arrival
CW/TW: pet whump, BBU/WRU, older whumpee
So this is more of a snippet than a scene, but that’s never stopped me before. Here’s a starting point for what will probably be a new series. Since it’s a BBU series, it will probably overlap with Forgive and Forget at some point, but no guarantees on how or when.
Welcome to Old Friends Senior Pet Sanctuary! A place for older Pets and those unlikely or unable to adapt to more traditional safehouses and rehabilitation.
It’s a great sprawling mansion surrounded by equally sprawling grounds, an old multistoried structure that needs a large live-in staff just to keep it up. It exudes wealth and authority, just like the man who steps out of it, dressed casually in a T-shirt and jeans that are just as tailored as an expensive suit.
Sometimes that’s reassuring to new arrivals who want the reassurance of ownership and routine. But today Carlisle Black is trying consciously to tamp it down. He knows his newest resident isn’t looking for a new owner. He’s grieving the loss of the old one.
The older Guard Dog is wearing a well-tailored suit, black with silver accents that match the grey streaking his hair. He looks well fed, well cared for. He’s here because his owner made arrangements for his lifetime care in the event of his passing.
So many don’t.
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My Masterlist of Favourite Works, so I can reread them whenever~
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• Pet Whump:
1: WRU: Pet 205-843 (No official title) — 29 Chapters &C (Ryan/843/Pet/Joey - Human Pet, Pet Whumpee, BoxBoy Universe, WRU, Extreme Conditioning, Dehumanisation, Institutionalised Slavery, Physical Whump, Medical Whump, Compliance, Sir/Master/Handler, Reluctant Caretaker, Regression)
Written by @highwaywhump
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2: Unintentional — 25 Chapters &C (Whumpee = Aiden/839, Clueless Caretaker = Leo - Human Pet, Pet Whumpee, BoxBoy Universe, WRU, Trauma, Recovery, Experimentation, Drugging, Dehumanisation, Institutionalised Slavery, Medical Whump, Conditioning)
Written by @distinctlywhumpthing
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• Captive Whump:
1: In The Woods Somewhere — 36 chapters (Whumpee = Buck, Whumper = Fletcher - Held Captive, Torture, Physical Whump, Mental Whump, Violence, Stockholm Syndrome, Training Camp, Whumper Turned Caretaker)
Written by @knivestothroats
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2) Behave — xx Chapters (Medical Whump, Hospital Whump, Drugging, Experimentation, Whumper Turned Caretaker)
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3) The Basement Whumper — xx Chapters (Torture Whump, Sadistic Whumper, Violent Whump, Captive Whump)
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• Uncategorised:
1: MD-264N — 13 Chapters &C (Living Weapon, Dehumanisation, Conditioning, Whumpee Escape, Caretaker)
Written by @pigeonwhumps
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2: A White Rose — xx Chapters (Non-Human, Kidnapped, Put On Display, Physical Whump, Loss)
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angst-after-dark · 11 months
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BBU Community Days - Day 1
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Please Note: This blog and most of the stories written here are 18+ and deal with themes such as noncon/dubcon, abuse, inequality, and racism!
Hey, I'm Vee! Happy to be here and happy to have this event happening!
I came to the BBU community pretty late but now that I'm in it, it's been the only thing I've been able to write. Funny how that happens.
Like a lot of the folks on here that are interested in it, I've been drawn to the collaborative nature and I've had a blast writing with some of my friends. Most of my writings in the bbu are collaborations although I do have a couple of my own original stories!
As a person of color, I really enjoy exploring how WRU and the BBU would affect minority communities and BIOPOC so expect to see a lot of that in my writing as well!
Stories below the cut!
Collaborations:
LIKE A BULLET LOVES A GUN is an ongoing series written with @wildfaewhump. It follows my own Damiel Cartier, a former guard/romantic with an inability to feel pain, who has been free and has had their own life for a number of years. They're recaptured by their old owner, spoiled actor Thane Barlow, who has never stopped searching for them They're torn by the desire to endure and escape or help Thane's new pet, Peyton, find a freedom and humanity of his own.
Taron and Jameson AU: Shells and Spikes with @ashintheairlikesnow
THE DAMIRA AU: explores what would have happened if Damiel had met @justplainwhump Ira White!
Original Stories:
GOOD AS GOLDIE is the story of a failed Romantic turned Domestic as she navigates caring for an elderly woman with dementia, the family that comes with her new owner, and the grief and rebirth that eventually finds her.
LOCATION: REDACTED explores what happens when science, justice, and race are corrupted by capitalism and WRU's greed. It follows the story of a few people as they're used for organ donation and experiments for the sake of the "greater good."
UNNAMED: Tells the story of a wealthy chronically ill Christopher Wickham as he struggles to release his best friend and Platonic/Guard Dog, Leigh Kestrel. Wick will have to redefine for themself what it means to be a good person and a friend as Leigh explores and rediscovers her own humanity.
I love exploring domesticity in the safehouses and have a few characters who wouldn't leave me alone floating around as well!
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Wait a minute... I’ve seen 'em before? 
BL Actor Guest Cameos! 
I’m choosing only leads or mains or icons showing up in other shows. 
A Man Who Defies the Wold of BL 2 feat Izuka Kenta from the Pornographer (AKA the Novelist) series - I love this one because he’s an iconic character in the Novelist, a college kid seduced and gaslit by an older man, where as in ABL2 he plays the opposite, a seductive older man who messes around with the heart of a younger one. Japan is, as usual, being very trixy. (He ALSO shows up in Ameiro Paradox) 
Kieta Hatsukoi AKA My Love Mix-Up! feat Shirasu Jin from Life Love On The Line - Japan being cheeky again by putting an actor who perviously played a character who could not come to terms with his sexuality, having a real hard time coming to terms with someone else’s sexuality this time around. 
Secret Crush on You feat Saint from Love By Chance & Why R U? (Thailand) - yes he’s got a producer credit, it was still fun to see him pop in and smile. 
Cutie Pie feat BounPrem from Until We Meet Again (+others) - they came, they shilled for marriage equality in Thailand, they conquered. 
What’s Zabb Man feat Bas from 2 Moons (+others) - yes, Thailand’s Star Hunter studio does a lot of crossovers, but I found this one particularly amusing. 
SOTUS S feat Gun (for OffGun) at the time from Puppy Honey (Thailand) - it was just amusing to see OffGun show up in their nascent form. 
Plus and Minus feat Akihiro Kawai & Lance Chiu from See You After Quarantine? (Taiwan) - they even snuck in the name Haru (the fake name that started the romance in SYAQ) but they clearly aren’t playing the same characters. 
Plus and Minus feat Arron Lai & Hank Wang from Be Loved in House I Do (Taiwan) - ostensibly playing different characters but only JUST. 
Nobleman Ryu's Wedding feat Lee Sang from Wish You (Korea) - this was really cheeky since he was previously paired with the same lead, in other words this was a cameo of “the other man”. 
Ocean Likes Me feat Park Bum Jun from Behind Cut (Korea) just looking gorgeous in the background of a crowd scene. I mean, I get it, why not? 
Mark from Bite Me and Love By Chance popping in to play an actor member of the cat tribe in Meow Ears Up, he also showed up in love 
Mechanics as the momentary love interest for Nuea we all actually wanted to see happen. 
About Youth feat Wilson Liu from HIStory 3: MODC & HIStory 4 as a senior student speaking English.
Choco Milk Shake feat Yeon Seung Ho from Long Time No See (Wild Dog) as the one good ex-boyfriend. 
I dithered over Mean and Prem in The Yearbook, but then decided not to bother. Kinda my general feelings about that show. 
And... 
BL Character Crossover Cameos! 
Since characters are IP this is a much more dangerous territory. Often you’ll notice they aren’t called by name, or the name is spelled differently than the original. But we ALL KNOW what’s going on here. 
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Why R U? feat TeeFuse, the main characters from Make it Right (Thailand). 
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Why R U? feat TharnType, the main characters from TharnType (Thailand).
Korea also got in on the game and had MaxNat (whose couple originated in WRU?) appear in their remake of Why R U? as a background couple. Very clever.  
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Tan & Dr Bun the leads from Manner of Death (MaxTul) in Triage the series (Thailand) - this is a full on character couple cross over, named (and married) and authorized, and rare to see. It’s because the same author is responsible for both source y-novels. 
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HIStory 3 Make Our Days Count feat Cheng Qing from HIStory Stay Away From Me (Taiwan) - he’s not named, but he is referred to as an idol and he alludes to his secret relationship so I think we can assume he’s the same character. 
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The side dishes from HIStory 3 Make Our Days Count (they got engaged) show up and get married in HIStory 4 Close To You. Which was cute. It’s a bit more than a cameo spanning several episodes, but it was very fun to see. And they play the same characters. 
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Be Loved in House I Do feat Hao Ting from HIStory 3 Make Our Days Count (Taiwan) - I think we can assume from the advice he gives that this is the same character on the, shall we call it, Taiwanese timeline as opposed to... 
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My personal favorite, Hao Ting & Xi Gu (in an alternate timeline and billed only as Taiwanese tourists) from HIStory 3 Make Our Days Count (Taiwan) showing up at the end of Life Love On The Line (Japan) in the only known country cross over of BL characters. I love the irony of this, since apparently took Japan (NOTORIOUS for it’s unhappy and dark BL endings) to give these two an actual happy ever after. 
For once, we all preferred the Japanese ending. 
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And then they did it AGAIN in Plus & Minus. 
And AGAIN in Kisseki: Dear to Me! 
Honestly it feels like, sometimes, Taiwan is constantly trying to apologize for HIStory 3 Make Our Days Count with all these cameos, WHICH THEY SHOULD. 
In Thailand it’s director Cheewin who likes to do this a lot. He’s also very cheeky in Y-Destiny doing a love triangle (sort of) between YoonLay (YYY’s KnottPunn) and PerthLay (My Engineer’s RamKing) as one of the story arcs - making his pair (from YYY) the “winners.” 
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He got ahead of himself by featuring the main couples for Middleman’s Love in Cutie Pie but then JimmyTommy pulled out. So this is a very brief look at a series that never was (in this form?) crossing over. 
Like faux crossover.  
However, TutorYim, also from Cutie Pie, show up very briefly in Jun & Jun as friends of Simon for no apparent reason. 
When Korea goes all on of a trope they really, the same year all their crossover couples started to appear (2023) they also had Love Class original couple show up in Love Class 2. 
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Honorable mention to Ae’s Tote from Thai BL Love By Chance getting a cameo appearance in Taiwanese BL About Youth. 
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post dated Aug 2023, not responsible for studios being cheeky after this date
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