On the same notes, there was this Iranian series about prophet Joseph when I was a kid, and little me had a big crush on the actor that played Joseph, right? So when I saw those episodes where Joseph was imprisoned, I was looking with too much interest for a kid...
Also there was this scene where they whipped him in prison and I was all👀👀👀👀
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I dare you to look me in the eyes and tell me that this isn’t the most slave whump you’ve seen in a children’s movie. And it’s only two minutes long.
Katara actually exhibits a lot of the same traits that I see in Zuko as "autistic", but instead of those traits being loved by the fandom, she gets called a "preachy crybaby".
Human sculpture - whumpee is restrained, beaten, bruised, and bloody, and paced in whumper’s gallery. Further ideas: whumpee is supported some how, bondage equipment, metal or wooden rods, ropes, barbed wire. Broken bones to create intersecting shapes.
Canvas - whumpee’s body is their whumper’s canvas. Tattoos, carvings, burns, embroidery, or anything else they can think of before displaying their hard work for all to see
Choreography - whumper forces whumpee to learn and preform intricate dances without breaks and gives them punishment if it isn’t perfect
Performance art - whumper makes a show of torturing whumpee for other whumpers
Muse - whump paint/ draws/ sculpts/ takes pictures of whumpee in various positions and states of distress. They capture the way blood rolls over the curves of their body.
You guys I need your help to spread this and get this trending
Please watch this video and help spread awareness!!! I know for a fact that everything in this video is true
I know I don’t have a big platform but if you could reblog and share this it would make ALL the difference!!!
The internet has been able spread awareness like this before countless times so let’s do it again!
There currently is not a perfect solution to help the Iranian people but WE CAN STILL SPREAD AWARENESS!!! We can still bring change but the first step is to educate!
CW: Referenced beating, pet whump, conditioned whumpee, depending on youtubers/online persona's for comfort
Whumpee swallowed down sobs as they crawled back to their dog bed. They had been bad, touching Master’s things they knew they weren’t allowed. They deserved the welts from the belt, they were a bad pet.
Collapsing down onto the worn padding, Whumpee let themself sob into it. It hurt, it all hurt so bad. The guilt and shame and burning ache from their back mixed together into something that felt like it was squeezing their heart, like it was unbearable.
Whumper passed by the room, pausing to look in with a roll of their eyes. Stupid thing. Honestly they would have gotten rid of it a while ago, but there was a fee. And, they had already posted about it. Friends would ask, it would get awkward.
Sighing, they pulled down the old tablet from the shelf and clicked it on. They strode over, only half-noticing the gasped off cry at their presence. Whumper squatted down, flicking through apps and searching until they pulled up the video.
“Here,” they said, flipped down the stand to prop up the screen in front of Whumpee. “Put it back on the desk when you’re done.”
Whumpee thanked them over and over, eyes glistening with misplaced affection and tears. Whumper grunted noncommittally and left.
A trembling finger reached out to press play, snuggling into the fabric.
A quick intro of colorful animation started, upbeat music in the background. There was a young woman on screen, smiling and waving to the camera.
“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel. Today we’ve got Pepper who’s gonna be getting his hair done! What do you think bud, are you excited?”
The Pet smiled warmly and nodded. He was clean, bright eyed, dressed in a shirt from her channel. He was well fed, happy, loved. Everything that Whumpee wanted.
Whumpee watched video after video, desperately wishing that they were the smiling pet on screen, that the woman with the gentle voice was taking care of them and cleaning their hair. They watched, pretending their torn back wasn’t on fire and the pet bed underneath wasn’t old and frayed.
They watched until they managed, somehow, to fall asleep.