A Delicate Kind Of Torture

River They/them, 20’s, aspec, queer Sfw whump only, prompt blog Asks and prompts always open

[hurtthemgently]

Call me river

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My writing is usually based in fantasy settings (some modern fantasy worlds, sometimes a little high fantasy) Let me know if you want to be tagged!

Favorite tropes:

Drug whump (especially paralytics)Defiant whumpees Breath whump/asphyxiation Gilded cages Intimate whumpers Failed escapes Whumpees being chased

Masterlist of my writing  //////

Bigotry and hate will get you blocked

Don’t like, don’t read. Block and move on

hp fans get blocked

[deerslayer14]

Playing darts with defiant stoic whumpee

[gojinka]

This post is so funny like comment subscribe if you picture your favs bloodied and coughing on the floor and flinching

[chainandfeather]

I should do more with attack dog -ish / living weapon whumpees…

[chainandfeather]

I should have one that’s a vampire

[chainandfeather]

Adding to the list: Assassin whumpee

[grocki]

sci fi is all about getting so scared and ripping tubes out of yourself. people miss this

[grocki]

sci fi is all about desperately trying to reclaim your violated bodily autonomy. it’s all about asserting that you are a being with agency, and you can choose what happens to your own person, even if that’s ripping tubes out of yourself. and also sometimes an alien is there

[goddesstrolls]

For all your blorbo microwaving needs

[magpie-angel-boy]

Boys like it when you tie them to a chair, sit in their lap, and slowly glide a blade over their cheek while threatening them with torture

[riverlett]

Schrödinger’s accessory spleen

[reapering]

out in public looking tortured

[mid-knife-crisis]

You have to shove your whumpees to the ground on their stomach and yank their arms behind their back to tie their wrists before pulling them back to their knees with a harsh yank on their hair otherwise they're not getting proper enrichment

[adrenaline-whump]

*raises hand* Is it OK if we shove them into a wall or slam them into a filing cabinet if they've had a lot of floor time recently?

[mid-knife-crisis]

Yes absolutely! The most important part of the enrichment isn't the floor itself but rather the physical manhandling and degradation. If anything it's best to switch up what you're slamming them into regularly to keep things fresh and interesting for them. You don't want a bored whumpee on your hands after all!

[sourcengine-moved]

[utopians]

duuuuuude you have GOT to come out tonight we're enacting cruelty upon those who have transgressed so badly that we can justify any act against them... and you KNOW we're interpreting our delight as moral righteousness... Yeah it's fucking crazyyyyyyy get an Uber

[butch-witches-deactivated202412]

what doesnt kill you is still valuable data points for a graph im working on titled "how to kill you"

[newbornwhumperfly]

happy pride, everyone!!! ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🩷🤍🩵

fuck ice, fight fascism, protect your neighbor, be radically pro-transgender, & of course…write someone bleeding and crying 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

[isabelopaque]

I just don't know anymore

[isabelopaque]

Reblog if you glorify harming people

[forthetaintedsorrow-whump]

Whump for the win, baby! 👍

It's always a moral choice! 👍 To harm fictional characters! 👍

[skittles-the-whumpee]

...sigh...

Ok. So. I have finally gotten on Washington food stamps and begun the process for cash assistance. My psych eval (yeah...oh boy is she in for a whirlwind of a patient x-x) is tomorrow to progress towards getting disability and cash assistance. After tomorrow's evaluation, it'll be two-ish weeks until they add cash benefits onto my card.

Point is, I'm getting the help I need. I just need a little gas money to last until then, if anyone is able to spare a few bucks. I'm low on gas and I need to move my van someplace cooler or run my AC 🥵

Cashapp: $JuggernautShark

PayPal: SweetSkittles90

[tedthetalk]

Everyone shut up I’m thinking about necromancers again

[tedthetalk]

Injured necromancer leaving a trail of death in their wake, footprints dry and barren in the foliage, blood smeared trees they leaned on to rest cracking in the wind and sending newly dead leaves off in billows, squirrels who wander too close falling over mid-stride as their life is pulled out of them in pure self-preservation reflex