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kintsugi #16

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Whumper kisses his skin, lips lingering on Whumpee’s bare neck.

“Brace yourself Whumpee. I think you’re all warmed up.”

Stepping back, the snap of leather rings out.

The first strike of the belt across his back tears a cry from Whumpee’s throat, then before he can catch his breath - three more harsh licks across his back, in quick succession, barely a beat between them.

Pain blossoming hotly across his back fast and somehow agony just builds and builds – each whip adding to the last. He’s shaking against the table, he’s – never felt pain like this. Bright and searing, leaving a dull agony, pulsing with his pulse’s rhythm.

Stealing his breath away.

Another whip hits him, criss-crossing the earlier ones – agonizing – his arms give out and with a whimper, he collapses unto the table.

“Whumpee!” His Caretaker calls out.

Instantly – the belt strikes his protruding backside harshly.

Whumpee cries out hoarsely – clawing at the table – ears ringing.

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ropes or chains | deprivation or overstimulation | Mental torture or physical torture | Beatings or whippings | whumpee turned caretaker or caretaker turned whumpee | hurt or comfort | Dehydration or starvation | defiant whumpee or obedient whumpee | muzzled or gagged | branding or collared | successful rescue or failed escape | vampire whump or fairy whump | hidden injury or known whumpee | blood or tears | non-con or torture | multiple whumpees or multiple whumpers | servant or pet | fangs or wings | tiny whump or giant whump | hypothermia or hyperthermia | sick or injured

oh, some of these were hard to decide on <3

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kintsugi #15

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“Oh, little Whumpee. How exquisitely you suffer.”

Whumper is suddenly right behind Whumpee, body close enough to feel his body heat, hand curling around his naked hip.

Whumpee jerks, but is unable to escape and the digits dig into his flesh.

He can’t muffle a noise, and Whumper presses in close, shirt touching his hot and sticky back, grating his fresh hurts, and – something hard poking into Whumpee's backside.

Ice hits his chest as Whumper nuzzles his hard cock against him.

Humiliation twirls hotly, intertwining with anxious trepidation. Lips kiss his shoulder, travelling up his neck, coarse beard rough over his skin.

A lingering kiss is pressed to the delicate skin right behind Whumpee’s ear.

“Oh, yes, Whumpee. So very delicious.” He mumbles into his ear.

Whumpee suppresses a sob.

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kintsugi #14

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Whumpee cries out, stumbling into the table, eyes stinging.

He breathes through the burn, barely able to stay upright by supporting himself on the table; pulse rushing by his ears.

Agonizing trail several centimeters wide, from his shoulder, down across to his hip.

It’s – Whumper’s leather belt, he thinks distantly.

The pain dulls to a harsh ache.

“Mn, beautiful,” Whumper moans.

Shutting his eyes, Whumpee swallows any protests.

Another snap and he tenses before a split second later, pain flares brightly in a another long line.

Whumpee chokes back a cry.

Legs shaking, fingers curling into the hard wood under his hands.

A third harsh whip hits him.

He trembles; barely able to upright - and tears start spilling from his eyes, hotly falling down his cheeks.

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kintsugi #13

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“Stand up.”

Whumpee just blinks, not knowing if – no.

Not complying is not an option.

Trembling as he tries to push himself to his feet; he has to pause briefly, and he stumbles – arm caught harshly by Whumper. Shame burns as Whumpee is pulled fully up, swaying, the older man cupping his cheek.

“Good boy,” He smiles, darkly amused. Whumpee wants to punch him. “Come.” Whumper drags him over to the table. “Hands on the table. Eyes front.”

Whumpee complies, legs unsteady; palms shaking as they splay on the cool surface. It gnaws at him to turn his back on Whumper.

Cold sweat all over his naked skin makes the cool air bite.

Thread echoing horrifyingly in Whumpee's mind. So; he stays still.

Mostly.

He hears a rustling, something metal and fabric sliding. Something creaking.

Caretaker makes a choked noise and everything in Whumpee tenses up.

“Now, pet. Keep standing right there.” Whumper's voice is smooth and heavy, and Whumpee doesn’t know what to expect, an ugly anticipation freezing him. “What do you say, Whumpee?”

“Yes, Master,” Whumpee whispers.

“Good.”

A snapped wheeze is the only warning before a strike licks across his back –

Searing pain blossoming harshly in its wake.

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kintsugi #12

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“Now, Whumpee. You are going to call me Master.”

Whumpee's eyes flies to his Caretaker’s eyes – equally startled – the stark anxiety he sees spiking a distant panic in himself.

His Caretaker never worries.

Fingers dig into Whumpee’s chin, pulling his face away from looking towards his Caretaker.

“Mn, no Whumpee. Don’t look at him. He can’t help you now.”

The truth of the words make his blood run cold, and his tummy tighten in knots. His gaze flickers up to cruel eyes; vision suddenly blurry.

“Do you understand, Whumpee?”

Whumpee nods, hoping his Caretaker will forgive him.

“Tsk, little Whumpee. I expect you to answer me clearly when I ask you a question.”

“Yes – Master.” Whumpee croaks, the word unbearably painful to utter.

Whumper laughs, “Good pet.”

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kintsugi #11

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Whumpee’s vision cleared –

His Caretaker, strapped into that chair, wet trails of tears on his face; pained gaze on Whumpee.

Cruel fingers sunk into Whumpee’s hair – pulling his head back, leaving his sore throat arched. Whumpee whined, panicking feebly as his airflow changed.

Whumper whispered harshly into his ear –

“Now, pet – you'll do as I say, or I'll kill your Caretaker where he sits. I’ll use his own sword to shove right through his heart – and it'll be your fault. Do you understand?”

A broken cry escapes him – screwing his eyes shut; the image clear and horrifying before his mind’s eye.

Agonizing.

Caretaker made an uncertain noise, yet Whumpee knew he couldn’t have heard the thread to his very life.

“Look at me.” Whumper murmurs.

He opens his eyes, lashes wet and sticky; meeting dark ones.

“Do you understand?”

Whumpee can only nod.

“Out loud, pet.”

Licking dry lips, Whumpee croaks out a barely there, “Yes.”

“Good boy.”

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kintsugi #10

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The slap echoed horribly.

Caretaker had to clench his jaw shut – hard, as Whumper petted a bright red cheek.

“Are you tracking, pet?”

“Fuck you,” Whumpee croaked.

Breaking out into a terrible cough, dry and pained, like his throat was closing up, body contracting weakly.

Chuckling darkly, Whumper watched the boy struggle several moments, lips parted in excitement and arousal heavy - before Whumpee’s breathing eased minutely up.

Tears falling sluggishly from those beloved blue eyes.

Caretaker sagged in uncertain relief – only able to look anxiously to his Whumpee’s continued breathing.

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kintsugi #9

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“Whumper – take me instead. Please, do anything you want to me -”

“But I already am, aren’t I?”

Caretaker protested, struggling against his restraints.

Glancing up, Whumper thumbed mildly along Whumpee's bruised neck. Cold smile on his lips.

“Anything, Whumper. Please – don’t kill him.” His voice broke.

Whumper scoffed. “Oh dear Caretaker – I’m hardly gonna kill your precious Whumpee now. The fun has only just begun.” He palmed at Whumpee's face.

Caretaker's mind spinning horribly –

He slapped Whumpee’s already red cheek, the noise ringing awfully out with the boy’s weak cry.

“Ah, better – wouldn’t want him to miss out on all the fun.”

“Whumper – please. Let me take his place.”

“No.”

The icy word, as Whumper finally looked – up at Caretaker, made the blood in his veins turn equally icy.

Swallowing thickly, several times around a hard lump in his throat. “What do -”

“Shut up.”

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My VERY top go-to filter on AO3 is wordcount above 50.000! Go for it - plenty of readers enjoy long-form content.

Have fun, and try to ignore any idiots who might think they're entitled to control what you write - which nobody is. You do you, baby!

I have been writing a fanfiction series for over a year. It's almost at 100,000 words at this point, the series in broken in many several short stories that are posted individually. I'm staring the series mid canon because I don't like what they did with the characters, and changing/fixing canon. Nothing has been posted yet, beause I'm not writing in order, but I know I'll get some hate beause I am going to break up the second bigest ship in the fandom in a really bad way. I'm going to change relaships and stuff but I love the idea of the story so much, but I don't now is people would be willing to read a 50+ fic story

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kintsugi #8

CW: strangulation

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Whumper groaned in pleasure as he again started strangling the very life out of Caretaker’s precious Whumpee.

“Stop! Please, I’m begging you, Whumper! Enough.” Caretaker’s voice broke.

The hand loosened minutely, yet Whumper kept it lingering on the bruised neck in obvious threat.

Whumpee wheezed in desperate air.

Excitement heavy – Whumper’s attention rapt on the lithe form, and the bulge in his trousers a nightmare.

Caretaker choked out, “Whu- Whumper, please stop this. Take me instead.”

Barely glancing to Caretaker –

“You can do whatever you want to me – please. Stop hurting him.”

That hand finally released his Whumpee’s neck.

Whumper sat back; the small, limp body trapped underneath his – hand gliding down the sternum, palm splayed wide as Whumpee’s lithe frame rasped weakly underneath him.

“Oh look at that – our poor boy’s already tapped out.”

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kintsugi #7

CW: strangulation

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“No – Whumpee! Sta– stay with me! Whumper – enough – you’re gonna -”

Kill him.

“Ah.” Whumper breathed.

Easing the grip his long fingers had around Whumpee's fine neck.

Caretaker broke off, shaking.

Whumpee wheezed painfully –

Whumper caressing his throat as he tried so very feebly to curl in on himself, convulsing weakly from coughing.

“Shh,” The older man shushed at Whumpee; like some obscene imitation of care.

“Whumper, please stop. He’s just a boy.”

“Mn, so he is. And what a beautiful one, don’t you think?” He whispered, tone almost intimately hushed.

Whumper shifted on his knees, sitting himself astride the naked form beneath him, trapping it under his larger frame.

Hardness tenting his trousers - eagerly rubbing into Whumpee's stomach.

Molten lead sank in the pit of Caretaker’s gut.

Those hands caressed pale skin, touching persistently as they slid up – inching towards that bruised neck –

“Please, no – Whumper.”

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kintsugi #6

CW: strangulation

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Long fingers released their pressure minutely –

Barely long enough for Whumpee to wheeze in a few breaths, before squeezing ever tighter – long fingers almost encircling that fine neck.

Tears leaked down the side of Whumpee's face, eyes fluttering furiously.

Caretaker’s eyes burned.

Whumper’ arousal was horrifyingly plain.

Leaning down, Whumper’s face mere millimetres above his captive’s, he lessened his grip just enough for Whumpee to suck in stuttering breaths.

Waiting a long moment; drinking in his struggles, before constricting once more – the boy choking wretchedly; face reddening.

His Whumpee’s writhings weakened to nothing – grip around Whumper’ wrist slackening – and he couldn't –

“Stop.”

Caretaker begged.

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Definitely and always happy ending!

A happy ending is actually a pre-requisite for me to properly enjoy the story and whump - especially afterwards, without it i feel like i just swallowed a stone that's sitting poorly ;/ and any whumperflies or high will be totally wasted on me..

For my whump enjoyers, do yall prefer happy endings or sad?

Cause me personally I want my blorbo to go through hell, be promised salvation, go through hell again, and then have a smidgen of hope.

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kintsugi #5

CW: strangulation

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“Enough, Whumper, you -”

“Stop talking.” Whumper snapped, yanking at Whumpee’s arms.

He whined in pain, weakly pushing at the larger body above him. Whumper easily caught a lithe wrist and pinned it to the floor by Whumpee's shoulder.

Caretaker grit out, “Whu -”

“I said to shut the fuck up.” Long fingers snaked around his Whumpee’s slim neck, tightening –

“No!”

Breath freezing in his chest –

Whumpee heaved, feeble fingers prying at the hand around his neck – a small scared noise escaping him.

Caretaker lurched against his restraints – cuffs biting into the flesh of his arms and legs; the collar around his own neck keeping him trapped.

“Keep talking old man.” Whumper taunted.

Caretaker clenched his jaw shut.

Whumpee flailed awkwardly; Whumper firmly pressing him into the floor beneath them – lips parting as dark eyes were utterly transfixed by Whumpee's silent gasps.

His sweet face turning pink.

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kintsugi #4

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“Caretaker?”

Whumpee sounded so very hurt.

Anger swirled hotly in Caretaker yet he swallowed it down - having nowhere to went it; aware of how Whumper was watching, like a feline observing its wounded prey.

Whumpee's head fell to his side, blue eyes wet and wide as he looked to Caretaker, flimsy shivers passing over his small body; his skin starkly pale.

“I’m here Whumpee. It’s – I’m here.” It’s gonna be alright, he prayed silently.

“Yes, Whumpee. Our dear Caretaker is here, isn’t it wonderful?”

“Fuck you.”

Caretaker's chest swelled in pride and agony at Whumpee's whispered words.

Oh, his sweet, spirited Whumpee.

Whumper laughed – loud and darkly amused.

“Well, well, well – such coarse language. How we are gonna have fun.”

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KINTSUGI MASTERLIST

For ease of tracking, hereby a masterlist of all KINTSUGI posts, in chronological order ^.^

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CONTENT WARNING

Just wanna take a moment to warn for some pretty heavy and dark content, such as:

Violence, Torture, Non-Consensual Drugging, Strangulation, Whipping, Psychological Torture, Degradation, Force Orgasm and Non-Con/Rape

The specific snippets will be marked clearly.

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THE POSTS

--- Intro Arc ---

#1 -> Caretaker's breath caught

#2 -> “Whumpee?”

#3 -> “Leave him out of this, Whumper. Your quarrel is with me.”

#4 -> “Caretaker?” Whumpee sounded so very hurt.

--- Strangulation Arc ---

#5 -> “Stop talking.” Whumper snapped.

#6 -> Long fingers released their pressure minutely –

#7 -> “No – Whumpee! Sta – stay with me!”

#8 -> Whumper groaned in pleasure

#9 -> “Whumper – take me instead."

--- Master Arc ---

#10 -> "The slap echoed horribly."

#11 -> Whumpee's vision cleared

#12 -> “Now, Whumpee. You are going to call me Master.”

--- Whipping Arc ---

#13 -> “Stand up.”

#14 -> Whumpee cries out

#15 -> “Oh, little Whumpee. How exquisitely you suffer.”

#16 -> Whumper kisses his skin, lips lingering on Whumpee’s bare neck.

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BACKGROUND

So.

KINTSUGI is a fic I'm working on currently, which was definitely influenced by the Whump Community here on yee olde tumblr.

As I was writing it, I thought some of the paragraphs themselves would make great little whump snippets, so I played around with it, and kinda sanitised the snippets to more generic Whump language, stripping away fandom and character specific things.

Snippify-ing these little blobs turns out to actually be a great writing exercise - looking at the snippet out of context, having to make each and every word and phrase count for max effectiveness!

SOOO WHAT IS IT?

Title: kintsugi (ao3 link) Fandom: Star Wars (prequels) Staring: Obi-Wan as Whumpee Qui-Gon as Caretaker Xanatos as Whumper Endgame ship: Jinnobi aka Jedi Husbands aka Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan

DISCLAIMER

(Because - internet)

THIS IS FICTION ! Fiction =/= Real Life

Like, for realsies, ppl. This is just purely a work of fiction, and yes - the content is very heavy, but fantasies do not have to, in any shape or form, reflect your feelings or thoughts on a particular subject in real life.

So - yes. Even though I write about these topics in gratuitous detail, does not mean I think they are Good Things (tm) and should happen to anyone in real life...

Just like I don't want people to be murdered so I can enjoy my silly murder mysteries...

Writing about whump and non-con is purely for entertainment only! And sharing with people who equally enjoy reading about dark subject matter.

In short: DON'T LIKE? DON'T READ

Otherwise? Enjoy!