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Gideon belongs to @soggythecereal
whump prompt: magical brands/tattoos
THANK YOU
Tw: brand, burns, captivity, punishment
Whumpee trembled on the cold concrete floor, heavy breathing interrupted by the occasional hiccup or sob. Their body didn't feel right, shaky and weak.
Pain radiated from the spot on the small of their back, the spot Whumper had chosen to mark. If the branding iron wasn't lying discarded on the floor beside them, they would have sworn it was still pressed into their skin, sizzling as they tried to bite back their screams.
Now, whumper was waiting, foot tapping on the floor impatiently. Whumpee wanted so badly to curl up and cry, but this wasn't over. Not yet.
"It hurts, doesn't it, Whumpee?" They finally mused, excitement peeking through their cold facade.
"You fucking branded me," they muttered, squeezing their eyes shut tight. "Of course it hurts."
"Let's try something, hm? I'm... interested, to see what effect this will have on your behavior." They paused for a moment, and Whumpee braced themself for the kick or hit they assumed was coming.
Instead, whumper delivered one simple command. "Kneel."
Whumpee had a meer moment to feel the relief of not being beaten.
Then, the brand on their back was on fire once more.
They had thought it hurt to be branded the first time. Somehow, this was worse.
They shrieked in pain, limbs spasming as the agony traveled up their spine, radiating through their very soul.
Somehow, some part of them remembered that last command, and they managed to push themselves up, into a pose that could possibly be called kneeling.
The burning died down after a moment, returning to the manageable throb of before. Whumper grinned, slowly circling their quivering, kneeling form.
"I don't think disobedience will be a problem much longer, don't you agree? There are some cases, Whumpee, where pain really is the best teacher."
"Define ‘hurt.’"
mag169 the cultural reset you were for me
Poll for some ideas for a potential alt verse (Velvette's actually the youngest Overlord and died fairly recently), under the cut for. death lol
Cause of death
Some kind of 🔥(matches with main verse false memory of being burnt as a witch)
Plastic surgery complications
Kale button
We like to think that the Spectre would be insanely cruel to the X’s.
Because in our AU, the Spectre has minimal influence over other worlds, given that the X’s, which were from the human world where Roblox is simply a game, have been Forsakened.
We feel bad about writing this death for them, but the Spectre was able to do something that caused a fire. In the chaos, the X siblings died together.
They have a shared skin called “Burn”.
Draw enma yuuken cooking in the kitchen and it blows up
@diviningtime gets a plotted Angelica starter
This was the second time Angelica had been led to her death, barely able to hold herself up from mistreatment while she had languished in a cell. Before, she had been taken to a hangman's noose, now it was to a stake. There would be no reviving her after the flames had taken her, as Edward had done when he cut her free once the crowd had been satisfied that she was well and truly dead.
With this knowledge came a sense of finality, and the Lady Fanshawe allowed it to embolden her voice once she had been tied to the stake. Even as the flames were licking at her feet and smoke filled her lungs, she spoke out about the King and tyranny, calling for a commonwealth, until she started to dip into unconsciousness.
This or that… Whump Edition
Heat burns
Cold burns