I Did It :)

I did it :)

Date: 29 August, 2023

Okay so I did this out of nowhere. I was on a drawing high for a minute and I was practicing with this. This is Izaak Silvera. He is @oddsconvert OC. The plushie is my favorite. (I’m too lazy to color)

Date: August 15, 2023

Short #1

Inspired by: Montammil prompts

Prompt 1: “N-no, no, no! Please! Anything… but that!”

Contents: Fear, Begging, Kidnapped, Blind/ Disability, Sensory Deprivation, Implied Past Torture, Creepy Whumper, Bound/ Tied Up.

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The familiar sound of the metal door scratching the floor raises the hairs on Jaydens neck. His body naturally tensing up, unable to move due to the thick ropes strapping him down to a chair.

“Morning Jayden, how are you feeling today?” His captor asked.

Jaydens voice got caught in his throat from fear and the lack of moisture in his mouth. Deprived of water and food for the past couple of days.

“It’s rude to ignore a question Jayden. I thought I taught you better than that.”

Jayden’s ears perked up as his captor walked with heavy foot steps towards him. His fists gripped the arms of the chair in anticipation. His heart beat increasing with every step. His captor stops just before the tips of their toes meet. He leans forward, unbeknownst to Jayden.

“It’s too bad you’re blind… your eyes look like emerald jewels."

Jaydens heard that statement more times than he can count. He used to love hearing people compliment his eyes, but now all he wants to do is keep them closed so that he can't see them.

Jayden let out a quiet gasp when he felt a hand lay on his head. His captor started to ruffle his hair. Jayden stayed still, confused as to why there hasn't been any pain yet.

"Well, I don't feel like hurting you today, not physically anyway. No, today's going to be a little nostalgic."

Nostalgic, what does that mean? His captors hand lifted off his head and he could hear his heavy footsteps moving farther away.

"You wouldn't have to go through this again if you had just cooperated. I know how much you hate the headphones."

Jayden's heart skipped, his muscles tensing, his hairs standing on end. He couldn't stand not being able to hear, it was the one sense he had honed perfectly. When he couldn't hear, it felt as though he didn't exist, all he had were the voices in his head. He didn't want to go through that again.

"N-no, no, no! Please! Anything… but that!"

His raspy voice found a way to break free from the dryness of his throat. He was even surprised that he could form a sentence.

His captors footsteps echoed throughout the room. Jayden pulled on his restraints hopelessly. A low chuckle followed the footsteps as they came to a stop.

"You had your chance Jayden. How else are you supposed to learn if you aren't taught a lesson?"

Jayden coughed to try and clear his throat. "I-I'm sorry, please don't put those on me. I understand what I did wrong, I-I'll answer you from now on... just please." Jayden felt his eyes being glossed over with tears.

"Oh Jayden, as much as I would love to believe that. I need to guarantee that you'll behave, this is the only way. Besides, this time you'll have some noise in your headphones, it won't just be static."

Jayden couldn't control his breathing, his hands were shaking. He tried to sink further into the chair to see if it would make him smaller. He whined as the headphones clamped onto his ears. His tears finally started to fall. He could hear a muffled voice say, "beautiful."

There wasn't any sound like his captor said there would be. Why would he lie to me about that? Jaydens heart practically jumps through his chest as intense screaming threatens to burst his ear drums. They were his screams... his own crying, screaming, begging was being played back to him at a volume where he couldn't even hear himself talk.

"NO NO NO, I CAN'T DO THIS AGAIN, PLEASE TURN IT OFF! I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY. TAKE THEM OFF!"

Jayden could feel his throat strip from yelling, but he couldn't hear himself. The screaming was unrelenting and it felt as though his ears were going to start bleeding. He shook his head around hoping the headphones would fall off, he pulled at the restraints to free his hands, nothing was working. There was no mercy for Jayden, all he could do was listen and pray that he didn't lose his hearing.

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Date: Feb 17, 2023

I love how when I say I’m going to post something or even commit to anything that’s internet-based my wifi just takes a crap on me. Like ‘no, you actually aren’t allowed to make any commitments and be able to stick to them, that’s just nonsense.’

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Pleasure in Pain

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Contents: Whump, Fear, Torture, Revenge, Whumper Turned Whumpee, Vampire Whump, Hurt/No Comfort, Silent Begging, Defiant Whumpee, Cut Open, Organs Exposed.

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Cordova struggled against the silver restraints as best he could, fighting the paralyzing sensation of the searing pain. His body was stretched out and bound to a table. He couldn’t believe how reckless he had been, to allow a human to catch him by surprise.

The silver door opened, the human looking at the rabid vampire with a tired expression. “Don’t you guys ever sleep, all you’ve been doing is making noise since I brought you here. Aren’t you tired?”

Cordova growled in response, attempting to pull himself up off the table. The human pressed a button and the table lifted itself so the Cordova was at an incline. He leaned forward and tried to intimidate the human, “I swear, when I get out of these, I will rip your throat out and ring you dry.”

“Jeez, you don’t even want to introduce yourself first. I thought vampires were suppose to be all proper and shit. Fine I’ll start, my name is Rojan, now what’s your name?”

“Like I’d tell you, human.” Cordova growled.

Rojan sighed. “You know, being all mean and gloomy isn’t going to help your case. Not that I’m going to treat you nice or anything, but you might catch me in a good mood.” Rojan grabbed a silver knife out of the holster on his left side. “I wonder… have you ever been cut by a blade before… have you ever experienced pain in your life up until now. I doubt it.”

Cordova tensed but his defiant attitude didn’t waver. He glared down at the human, constantly looking at his neck.

“You’re probably wondering what you’re doing here. Not that it’s much of mystery, but I want to tell you a little bit about the reason why. You see, I’m sure you’ve noticed, but I’m not that young anymore. I have a family, or well, it isn’t so whole anymore. My daughter… she was taken from me… by a vampire. My wife and I, well, let’s just say we made a hobby out of our family trauma. We kidnap, torture, and kill vampires… because we don’t want anyone else’s kid to be swooped up by monsters like you. So, although you didn’t take my daughter specifically, you were going to take someone’s the night I took you. I couldn’t stand idly by.”

“You think I give a damn what you think of me human. You’re weak and pathetic…”, Cordova chuckles, “and clearly your daughter was too.”

Rojan was furious. He walked up to the struggling vampire and laid his blade on his chest. Cordova hissed and bared his teeth at the human. Rojan pushed his blade down into Cordovas chest and pulled his knife down, creating an opening that revealed his ribcage. Cordova held back a scream but couldn’t stop a tear going down his cheek. He had never felt pain like this before. He could feel his body attempting to seal the wound, but the human didn’t let up. Every time the wound closed, he would reopen it over and over… and over again. Until one time, the human decided to cut a little deeper, exposed organs made Rojan smile.

“Now this is where it gets fun.” Rojan stared at Cordovas insides like a kid on Christmas. He simply touched the tip of his blade to his liver and Cordova wailed. His body was shaking, he couldn’t describe what he was feeling, it was unnatural, unholy. Rojan laughed at his pain and moved onto his intestines. He made a long precise cut and Cordova could barely make a sound. Tears were streaming, his eyes wide, and despite healing fast, that didn’t stop the pain.

Rojan continued to play with the vampires insides, constantly reopening wounds for what felt like hours. At some point, with Cordovas head lolled to the side, Rojan decided to see how the vampire was doing. They made eye contact, only there was no defiance in Cordova anymore. With pleading eyes, he looked down at Rojan and croaked out a simple, “please…”, barely above a whisper.

“Oh poor vampire, but I was just starting to enjoy this.”

Cordova sniffles back his tears, relieved that the human took a break from cutting, even if it was just to answer him.

“Tell you what, if you tell me your name, I’ll stop for today. Deal?”

Cordovas eyes glazed at the thought of being relieved of this torture. Defiance wasn’t on his mind, at least not for now. All he wanted was to heal. “I-it’s Cordova”.

“That’s quite the name. I guess I’ll leave you alone for now. Oh, but do you mind holding onto this for me?” Rojan plunged his knife straight through the vampire. He missed the organs, but pierced through his back. Cordova cried out as his skin attempted to heal around the knife, the handle peeking out as a reminder. He stayed perfectly still, not wanting the feel the knife touch his insides. His breathing was heavy, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of the handle.

With a big smile, Rojan said, “Well then, see you tomorrow… Cordova.”

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Date: Feb 18, 2023

Whumpril 2023

Pleasure in Pain #4

Day 1: Panic Attack

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Contents: TW threatened with burning, TW panic attack, Vampire Whumpee, Female Whumper, Whumper Turned Whumpee, Begging, Fear.

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With Lilith’s hand rested lazily on the lever, Cordova could feel his vision blur as he started to zone out. He began to feel his heart pounding as if trying to escape, his body was working overtime to compensate for the speed of his heart rate. His breath was labored as if there wasn’t enough oxygen in the world for him to breathe. He could feel the tips of his fingers tingling almost numbingly. He could have sworn that he could here his own blood circulating in his ears. His body was incredibly tense and yet he felt like his soul could leave his body at any second, if he had one that is. What’s happening to me? He had never experienced such an event, all he knew was that he wanted it to stop, but it wasn’t showing any sign of letting up. His chest was heaving and his hands shook against the silver restraints.

“Woah, no way.” Lilith looked on curiously. “You’re showing symptoms of a panic attack. I didn’t even know you could experience those. Fascinating.”

Cordova felt a his chest tighten as if a weight had been dropped on top of him, followed by a lump forming in his throat. What’s a panic attack? Am I really having one, is this normal?

“Listen, I’m not one for comforting, but maybe if I open the roof then you’ll snap out of it on your own.”

Through his wide-lens view, he saw Lilith pull the lever down enthusiastically. Almost immediately he was brought back to reality, his fight-or-flight trying to activate. He had never felt so much fear in his life, but he knew he never wanted the sun to touch even a hair on him ever again. The ceiling rumbled as the doorway to the sky was peeling itself away. He finally pushed the lump on his throat deep down and found his voice. He didn’t even think about what he was saying, it didn’t matter. “WAIT! WAIT! PLEASE! Please stop, please please please I’m begging you, please don’t let the sun in, please please, I can’t take it again, do anything you want to me, ANYTHING, just please don’t… d-don’t burn me.” Cordova continued to mutter incoherent pleas like a broken record player.

Lilith grinned from ear to ear as butterflies swarmed her stomach. She brought the lever to a middle placement to stop the ceiling from opening any further, but it didn’t retreat back. Cordova looked up at the ceiling and took a breath of relief as he laid his head back on the table.

“Oh, poor vampire. The sun frightens you so much that your own fear induces a panic attack in response to your trauma. I’d almost consider that human. But tell me, why shouldn’t I burn you? What’s going to stop me?”

Cordova lolled his forward so he could see Lilith. Her fingers danced along the lever as she leaned her back against the wall. How could I make her get away from that thing? He tried to think of what made her go over there in the first place. He remembered her faltering slightly when he cursed and threatened her, when he lashed out she seemed to want to correct his behavior. Is that it?

“Nothing to say? Well I tried.”

Lilith pushed the lever down, the opening grew wider. A ray of sunlight beamed past Cordova. His whole body shivered. “W-wait wait, stop, I-I’ll cooperate. Please stop it.” Lilith raised a brow, then leveled the lever.

“Cooperate? What makes you think I can’t force you to do what I want you to do? I mean, if you’re burnt to a crisp then that’s less restraint and struggling on you’re end which would make my job a whole lot easier, don’t you agree?”

“B-but, y-you don’t h-have to do that. I-I swear, you really don’t need to. I…” Cordova couldn’t believe he was stooping so low, so low as to apologize to a human, even begging to her put a dent in his pride, but nothing compared to the sheer force of the sun. “I’m s-sorry. Sorry for curs- c-calling you a bitch, a-a-and threatening you. I-I swear I won’t do that again, I’ll take anything you do to me w-willingly. I-I’ll answer your questions. Just please don’t do it, don’t burn me… Lilith.”

It showed on both of their faces that each of them were equally surprised by the use of her name, especially from a vampire. Lilith chuckled and sighed loudly.

“Well, how can I say no to that?”

Lilith pulled the lever up and the ceiling began to close. Any tension in Cordova’s body disappeared and he finally felt good enough to breathe. Lilith was practically skipping over to Cordova, humming amusingly. When she stopped in front of him, he could feel his chest start to tighten again.

“So, what should we get started with?”

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Date: April 1, 2023

Taglist: @turn-the-tables-on-them @whumpril

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