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Forced piercings have such good whump potential

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Whumptober day 22 - Reopening Wounds

picking

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most important part of the writing process actually is when you loop a single song on max volume and stare at the word document and imagine the characters doing things for 14 hours. this is known as getting in the zone

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big big biggest possible fan of when a whumpee who sacrificed themself for their friends/teammates is publicly displayed for their friends to see. Like their capture is broadcasted, or a video sent to the team, or its some sort of public setting where whumpee follows whumper around on a chain or more humiliatingly, a leash and collar. Even better if whumpee was someone they used to look up to as someone stronger/ more powerful than them and. Is now reduced to a toy

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I need help to move somewhere safe, badly.

Kansas is becoming worse and with local law enforcement knowing that I'm trans (as do the courts since I attended court in gender-appropriate attire), it's only a matter of time before that happens. I don't think I need to spell it out.

So I have started a new fundraiser.

I know...I hate having to ask as much as I have, but I'm in a corner and I need a leg up to get on my own two feet again. My housing isn't going to be available soon and I need a way to get to a safer state.

The details are in this link.

I'm sorry. I'm trying to do better. 😣

If can't donate, signal boosting helps. 🙏

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Don't you just love it when the team get captured and it's revealed that Whumpee has met Whumper before.

The twisted delight in Whumper's voice when they say "Oh, has Whumpee never mentioned me?"

The shame burning in Whumpee's face as Whumper recounts the fun they used to have together.

The confusion, disbelief, and horror on the teams' faces as the truth unfolds.

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“They won’t tell me anything, they won’t answer any questions.”

“Of course they won’t…you’re treating them like a suspect. They think we captured them, they don’t understand we rescued them. They’re terrified, and I would be too.”

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95. On the phone 7

CW: institutionalised slavery, dehumanisation, box boy universe, pet whump

“Hi Benjamin.”

Lydia’s voice was thin and tired, she sounded pale and worn-out, like she hadn’t slept properly for quite some time.

“How are you doing, Lydia?”

“It’s fine…” She paused, cleared her throat. “Actually, it isn’t. Everything is weird, and tense. We are honestly mostly avoiding each other.” She sighed. ”Christmas was… stiff. Cory is doing his best ’respectful pet’-impression, especially when we are having company, but we aren’t close anymore.” Another pause, her voice shivering. ”I think neither of us knows what to say, really. Or what to do.”

“I can understand that.” Benjamin said, gently.

He took a breath, too.

”I have done some research on your behalf, but I’m afraid you’re not going to like it.” He paused. ”Like we discussed, what you are looking for probably can’t be done…”

A rustling on Benjamin’s side of the phone. ”Andrew is here with me now, too.”

”Hi Lydia!”

”Hi Andy.”

”Well,” Benjamin continued. ”As you know, when Coriander became a pet he was declared unfit for life as a person. That means that he was defined as non compos mentis - of unsound mind - and not able to look after himself, or able to take decisions on his own. All his rights were ceded to first WRU, and then to his legal owner, that is, you.”

”We already knew that. So what about reversing the decision?” Lydia sounded tense, on edge.

”There are few precedents of pets being disowned by their owner, of them yet fewer still have had their personhood legally restored. I could only find a handful of cases, and they all include the former pets still being declared non compos mentis.”

”What does that mean in practice?”

”It would likely involve an institution of some sort. A few have been staying at locked wards at mental health institutions, some at facilities designated for people with dementia. I found two cases of pets being kept in prison despite not being sentenced.

There are rumours that the WRU are somehow involved with the institutions.”

Andrew’s voice. ”It makes sense the company would not want the evidence of their wrongdoing out and about in society. Also, if pets can become legally human again, doesn’t that mean that the whole idea of pets being unfit for life as humans is discredited? I’d bet you anything that the full force of WRU lobbyists is marshalled against any idea of former pets gaining independence.”

”Also.” Benjamin sounded grim. ”There’s more. A not insignificant number of these former pets have died shortly after being disowned. Various reasons, from ill health to traffic accidents. Now, it doesn’t have to mean anything. Death from health reasons could be a result of them being mistreated and thus vulnerable. Accidents could be bad luck and simple chance. Since the numbers of pets involved are few, it is impossible to be sure.” He cleared his throat. “I still don’t like it.”

“There is another option.” Andrew said. “There are safehouses. Underground Railroad type of things. I have mostly encountered them overseas, but there might be some in this country as well. It is hard to be sure. They don’t really advertise.”

“It is an option.” Benjamin said. ”But it is illegal. That would mean a life on the run. Coriander would have independence, but it would not give him back his personhood.”

”Maybe it would still be worth it?” Lydia sounded thoughtful. ”Is it true freedom?” She sighed again. ”He would be free of me. The way he has to react to me, the feelings they installed in his head. Maybe that would be worth it for him?” She paused, taking another shivering breath. ”It’s so hard…” Her voice broke, she tried again. ”It’s so hard to know that my feelings for him are genuine. At least as much as possible in this situation… but that his feelings for me are manufactured.” She tried to laugh, shakily. ”Look at me being all self-pitying. Let’s go, what can we do?

”Do you want us to come over?” Benjamin asked. ”We could sit down with him and go through the options.”

”Yes.” Firm decision in her voice. ”Cory deserves to have all the cards. He should get to choose for himself.” Another pause. ”Not yet, though. What you are telling me is pretty bleak, and I don’t want him to feel that I am using you guys to strong-arm him into saying that he wants to stay with me. I will talk with Carla, we should discuss less drastic options first, and then present your findings.” A bleak smile in her voice. ”Thank you so much. I really appreciate you having my back.”

”No worries.” Andrew said. ”And don’t be too hard on yourself, Lydia. None of us knew about this. It isn’t your fault.”

”Thanks Andy, thank you Benjamin. Take care.”

”Take care.”

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I am on a bit of a hiatus at the moment, but there is more Lydia and Coriander on the way. Thank you for your patience. ❤️

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A character so keyed up after an ordeal, having been continuously 'on' for so long, so far past the point of exhaustion, running on fumes and determination and stimulants and sheer bloody-minded stubbornness, that they're operating by rote, fallen into a single-minded rut of goal and action and incapable of switching off, even once they've achieved their purpose or it's been rendered moot, until given permission by a trusted companion or authority to stand down, relax, sleep, rest- and it's that that has them finally dropping like a puppet with its strings cut, either metaphorically or literally.

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Survived cataract surgery. Have progressive lenses now in my glasses. Eyesight still not very good. (But is evenly bad now.)

Still, hope to put some writing out soon. Ideas, story follow ups, stuff is percolating and needs outlet. Posting will probably require some changes, I’m thinking, but doable.

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sci-fi corporal punishment: stasis

- victim is given cuffs or a collar that effectively freezes them in place. They still feel the passage of time, and will still feel anything that happens to them

- victim is then placed in a public location (city square, atrium in a shopping area, central office, etc) and left in the hands of passersby

- their crimes are holographically projected from the cuffs/collar to alert everyone of the severity. Despite this, even petty crimes are often met with great force from passing strangers

- it is legal to shield victims. Kind strangers or loved ones may stand sentry around them, but must be wary of using force, lest they end up in the same position

- sentences cap out at 48 hours, but multiple sentences may be consecutively served with a day's break in between

- more severe offenses sometimes see the victim stasified in an isolated location, which is then broadcast to the public. This is meant to encourage anyone who was hurt by the victim to seek retribution away from the public eye, but it often leads to more extreme injuries on the victim, dealt by strangers who no longer fear the shame of a crowd

- anonymous mercenary groups can be hired to protect a victim---or hurt them

- the victim's eyes are always closed before stasis. This is to preserve their sight and reduce damage. It also means they never see what's coming.

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"I warned you not to get attached to them."

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I love when characters scream each other's names in panic, helplessly watching as someone they care about gets hurt or dragged away or threatened.

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whump responses to "are you going to hurt me?"

whumper:

"Oh, sweetie...of course I am."

"What do you think?"

"What does it look like?"

"Not if you're good for me."

"I sure am. And I'm gonna enjoy every second of it."

"You've left me no choice."

"Aw, look who's finally catching on!"

"Don't act so surprised, you know my rules."

"That's really up to Caretaker."

*immediate punch to the gut*

"It's for your own good."

"Just a little."

"Are you going to make me?"

caretaker:

"What? No, of course not."

"You have to stop asking me that."

"No, we're here to help you. My name is Caretaker, can you tell me your name?"

"No one is ever going to hurt you again. I promise."

"....It's just a bowl of soup."

"It might sting for just a second, but we really need to make sure this doesn't get infected."

"Shh...it was a nightmare. You're with me, you're with Caretaker."

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you know once you make a supplementary OC for your main OC's backstory you're doomed

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people might think creating OC lore involves a lot of thinking & planning, but in my personal experience, OC development is more like a divine vision from a god slamming you over the head with a mallet while ur doing the fuckin dishes or folding laundry

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"Tell me," whumpee says, hands shaking as they point the gun in caretaker's face, "the truth this time."