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[a-crumb-of-whump]

I cradle Carlos in my arms, his arms tied behind his back with a soft fabric and his body lying across my lap, and feed him spoonfuls of blood with a silver soup spoon. cooing to him, praising him for how he's being such a good boy.

Content: Burns, mouth whump, little bit of gore, torture, vampire whumpee, intimate whumper, carewhumper.

Carlos is grateful for the blood, despite how you're doing it. He obediently opens his mouth, trying to avoid touching the silver as much as possible, but you make it impossible to get it off the spoon without closing his lips around the cutlery.

He clings to every word of your praise, unable to help the choked sobs and constant weeping. If you press the curve of the spoon down on his tongue for long enough, burnt pieces of flesh even cling to the spoon as you pull it away again. He can no longer speak. He can no longer taste the blood. His tongue remains sticking out to avoid contact with the rest of his mouth, and you can feel him holding his breath to avoid the sensation of breathing on the sensitive flesh.

[a-crumb-of-whump]

how would it play out if Carlos had gotten to see Malcolm one last time?

[Masterlist]

Content: Stockholm syndrome, past pet whump, recovery, carewhumper, vampire whumpee, PTSD/trauma, past conditioning.

Carlos is very ashamed by how much he wants to see his master, especially as he knows how Adam and Ryker feel about the man. He experiences self loathing and guilt despite Adam promising him that it's okay to want to see him. Nobody's mad.

They organise to have dinner one evening, and Carlos spends the entire lead up to it mentally reciting the rules he spent so many years learning and perfecting.

What does he call his master now? Does he know about the strange new life he lives? Will he be disappointed? Will he be proud?

Master greets them at the door when they arrive. Ryker's arm firmly hooked around his stops him from kneeling, and that's already one rule broken.

But Master doesn't get angry. He smiles at him, calls him by his name and gives his hand a squeeze as he shakes it.

He gets to sit at the table with everybody instead of kneeling on the floor. There's a fresh glass of blood that lets him know where his spot is, placed invitingly between the meals of his humans. Despite being treated like this every day since moving in with Ryker and Adam, he feels so spoilt as he eagerly takes his seat.

It's awkward for a little while. Master, or Malcolm as he was told to call him, is well aware of the bitter stares he keeps receiving from Ryker. Adam is a lot better at faking a smile as he engages Malcolm in idle, meaningless conversation to try and learn a little more.

Eventually, Malcolm turns back to Carlos, voice abnormally gentle as addresses him. "I was told you had some questions for me this evening."

It startles him. He can feel his chest beginning to tighten, wide eyes staring into Malcolm's in an attempt to figure out if he's being given permission to ask them or being scolded for it. Eventually, he reaches into his back pocket and unfolds the crumpled piece of paper with his shaking hands, scanning through the long dot point to find one he can ask.

How are you? Will you take down those photos of me? Why did you leave me What did I do wrong? Can May I have a hug Sir? Are you happy?

He skips over most of the questions. Doesn't want to ruin the evening by further proving that he's forgotten his place, especially when Malcolm is being so, so nice to him. He seems delighted to be given the opportunity to talk about himself, and as hard as he tries not to, Carlos zones out a bit. He'll regret every question he doesn't ask. He knows he will, but right now he's just happy to see a smile on his master's face. A smile caused partially by him. He wishes he could take a photo for his younger self.

By the end of the evening, Carlos doesn't care that his humans are watching. He doesn't care about the pit in his stomach from the questions he never got to ask, or the way Ryker gently tugs at him to get his attention as they leave. He makes his way back onto the front deck where Malcolm his standing and wraps his arms around the man in a tight hug that sends them both stumbling back a little.

He cries harder than he has in months, unsure if the tears spilling down his face and staining Malcolm's shirt are meant to be happy or not. There's a firm, soothing hand on his back and he can hear Malcolm hushing his cries. It's such a distant, yet familiar feeling that he only cries harder.

He doesn't want to come back. But it hurts to leave.

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[a-crumb-of-whump]

Can i tie carlos up with his hands behind his back and a muzzle on his face and let the blood from a cut on my finger just trickle down the inside? i give him lots of pets and tell him how good he's being, just a little longer

Content: Starvation, recovery, muzzles, vampire whumpee/whump, blood.

Captive/starved Carlos is quick to break down in tears. The smell is so close, and yet so far from his mouth. Assuming it's a closed muzzle, the small amount of blood pools at his chin and leaves him desperately trying to lap it up, but the tightness from the muzzle prevents him from opening his mouth far enough to reach it.

Even after you take it off and give both it and his face a thorough scrub, he takes it back and licks it clean when you're not looking, just to stop his brain from obsessing on what could be left.

Present Carlos handles it a lot better. He's still rigid and holds his breath the entire time, and his eyes are big and pleading because of course he wants it, but he remains still. Even as his lungs start to burn.

[a-crumb-of-whump]

Do you have a favourite AU!Carlos? does that question make sense? 😅

For sure! At the moment i'm experimenting with an au surrounding Ryker's parents and their treatment of Carlos.

Content: Mentioned torture, multiple whumpers, sadistic whumper, pet whump, recovery, vampire whumpee/whump.

They're considerably more sadistic, but it doesn't really start to show until Ryker leaves home.

Carlos has already started to go through that period of "I'm not supposed to feel things, but I do" by the time he's rescued, so the reunion is a lot more emotional.

He associates Ryker with safety due to how bad things got within weeks of him leaving, so the beginning of the present arc is also a lot more rocky. They've gotta go back to work at some point, but he's absolutely terrorised by the thought of what could happen when Ryker's gone.

And then you've got Ryker himself, who is not only struggling with immense guilt and self-loathing over leaving him there, but also dealing with the devastating realisation that:

He never truly knew his parents.

Carlos had silently enduring this for nearly two decades, and he "let it happen".

He's angry, and while it's not directed at Carlos, there's no doubt times where it looks like that to him. So more setbacks.

uugghhhh i'm constantly thinking about it

[a-crumb-of-whump]

Carlos, did you know there's a community of people who want to see you in pain?:) (talking about the whump community)

Content: Past sadistic whumper, recovery, vampire whumpee, past slavery/pet whump.

Carlos does not know you're talking about us, but still looks down at his lap and gives a small nod. "It's... I thought that I was being educated when my humans would hurt me. Teaching me how to be better for them, so I could serve to the best of my ability."

His nose twitches a little as he sniffles. "I knew, even then, that there were some that truly enjoyed watching me suffer, but I just didn't realise how many."

[a-crumb-of-whump]

with the knowledge that period blood probably doesn't taste too good to vampires, would carlos drink it if i just... came to him with a small cup and gave it to him?

Content: (Period) blood, past starvation.

He absolutely does, thanks you politely. It's far from the worst thing he's ever tasted. Not nutritional, nor is it as fresh as most vampires would prefer it to be, but he is long past caring.

[a-crumb-of-whump]

Would Carlos rescue Ryker if his parents kidnapped him?

Without hesitation. He'd be terrified - These aren't just random people, but those who were responsible for two decides of his captivity. At his current stage of recovery, he's still not sure if he could trust himself to do anything if they decided to take him back. That conditioning is still deeply engrained in him.

While Adam worries relentlessly over their options, Carlos has already made up his mind. That's his human. The human he spent over fifteen years protecting from the very people who have him right now. He knows what they're capable of, and he knows that it will be worse now that Ryker is an adult.

He's never felt rage like this in his life. Not even Adam can talk him down from it. He even braves the sun just to make sure they're on the road as soon as possible.

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Did Ryker ever tell his parents that he was leaving? or was it just Carlos?

Both. His parents knew before Carlos, simply because he'd been working to try and find a way to bring Carlos with him and didn't want to get his hopes up by not having a definitive answer.