#implied torture

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CAN YOU BELIEVE THE FACT THAT I NEVER ACTUALLY DREW THE BEGINNING OF THE AU????

Anyway, here it is XD

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Whumper shoving or literally throwing Whumpee back into their cell after a session, making them stumble, wince in pain as their body can't keep up, and they fall right into Caretaker's arms.

But consider. An alternative.

Whumper unlocking the door to the cell. And Caretaker inside jumps up. "Where's Whumpee?!"

"Relax, Caretaker. Give them a sec."

And to Caretaker's horror, Whumpee has to drag themself back in there, biting through the pain, no support, limping. Or worse: Crawling.

[go-whump-in-the-night]

"If you touch me again I'll fucking kill you..."

"Oh? Then I suppose you're okay with me moving on to Caretaker."

"No!!"

"Haha, so predictable. Let's see how long your little martyr act can last."

[keebwee]

i had an edgy caption idea for this one but cant get it right so its just the file name now. so edgy self-indulgent traumatized sonic be upon ye

[selineram3421]

здраствуйте можно сделать реакцию на ревность аластора

Translated:

Hi, can I get a reaction to Alastor's jealousy?

Yes.

Jealousy Headcanon 1

Alastor X Reader

Warning! ⚠

⚠ platonic to romantic, violence, all caps in bold italics = SOUND EFFECTS, implied torture/murder, gore? eyeballs, possessive? Alastor wants all of your attention ⚠

Alastor has never felt jealous! How absurd of you to think that! Hahaha! Ha... Who is that demon taking up your attention?

He always had your attention.

You could be talking to the Princess but still focus on him.

Hell, you could be checking in a guest and still keep up with his tale of the day.

But now it was quite odd.

There was a demon coming by the hotel, not to see if they were interested in the cause but to use up his friend's precious time.

Even now the beastly thing walked up to the check in counter and started up a conversation with you.

He watched from the bar.

"Hey! I see its dead as ever in here.", the dragon demon grinned as they leaned on the counter.

"Not true~", you had replied. "I checked in four new guests!"

Yes, you had a knack of persuasion. Able to convince many to do almost anything. Sometimes even him.

"Oh yeah? How many sinners walked in?", the scaled creature leaned close.

Far too close for his liking.

"I just told you how many.", you replied and placed a finger on the dragon's snout, pushing them back as well. "Personal space."

He didn't like this demon.

Everything about them set something off. Their manners, their way of speaking, the way they move-

"Oh come on, I don't bite sugar cake~", the beast took your hand and kissed their way up to your elbow.

The way they t̵̬̥̻͂̿̈́ȏ̴̒͠u̸c̷̈́̊̆́̓͘h̷e̴̖̖͒̓͂͋̎ḑ̴̣̋͜ you.

"Nope!", you yanked your arm away and held it close. "None of that.", you laughed nervously with an uncomfortable smile.

It looked wrong. Your smile should be a happy one.

"I said I don't bite!", they laughed and tried to grab at your arm again. "You know I'm messing! When's your break?", they leaned over the counter, still trying to get at something to pull you closer. "I know a good bar to go to, or we can go to the club! I'd like to see your ass in something a little less-"

"Ew, no.", you rejected and backed away.

"Come on!", they started to climb on the counter. "Its just one time! I'll even help you get in and out of your clothes.", they grabbed onto your sleeve.

That's ENOUGH!

He quickly shadow traveled and snatched the wrist of the dragon.

"I believe they said no."

The beast growled with a sneer before looking at him, freezing up once realizing who had their wrist.

"I was just joking man. Haha..", the dragon looked between him and you. "I understand! I'll back away. The slut is yours."

"Excuse me!?", you said angrily.

His antlers grew, the low static that hummed now raising up in volume.

"₵₳ⱤɆ ₮Ø ⱤɆ₱Ɇ₳₮ ₮Ⱨ₳₮?"

"The slut-"

SNAP

He held the demon's snout shut as they screamed and cried over their broken wrist.

"Now, there is a no killing rule in the hotel.", he said and then grinned menacingly. "But that doesn't apply outside."

His smile widened after seeing the panic in their eyes.

"Dear.", he turned to face you. "Has this guest overstayed their welcome?"

You stared at the beast with such a terrifyingly hateful glare.

"Yes they have.", you replied, crossing your arms. "I'd like to keep a souvenir, for memories."

And then you gave him that lovely smile.

"Alastor, do you think you could get me a dragon eye or two? I hear they make nice details to things."

"I'll make sure to get them.", he released the demon, only for his tendrils to take hold of them. "I won't be long.", he reassured, lifting up your hand to kiss the back of it.

He saw you blush before he 'escorted' the demon outside.

After finishing up (and calling Niffty to clean up), he returned with two freshly picked dragon eyes.

You thanked him with an odd little gleam in your eyes. No doubt your mind jumping idea to idea of what you could create with them.

Now with the pest gone, he would have your attention again.

Just like he wanted

"Thank you Alastor. I'll be able to make something interesting with these."

"I can't wait to see what you make this time."

Perhaps he'll ask you that question sooner than later.

Of course he has to prepare everything to properly court you.

I am using a website to translate requests. Please let me know if I have translated anything wrong.

~Seline, the person.

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[unfortunatelysleepy]

cw: blood

accidentally went too far，，，

(coms open for a lil while in dashboard :) )

reference:

[bowenoke]

not a real hc i have abt the watchers its just that the sentence "the watchers top surgeried grian" is so so funny to me.

I was gonna apologize for the accidental horror but I did remember that this is the story where they beat each other to death so like

[envy-of-the-apple]

i am so excited for your upcoming avatar fic 😛😛🙏🙏🙏

okay OKAY JUST HEAR ME OUT....not the actual na'vi fic that im planning but-but just lkfjslkfjsdkfjsdklfjklgj stick with me here

(Warnings: yandere, dark, kidnapping, implied torture, trauma bonding(?), etc etc)

okok so the rda decides to have the very brilliant not at all stupid idea of kidnapping the son of the Olo'eyktan from a nearby Na'vi clan. they do it mainly to have a prisoner they can negotiate with and maybe gather some much needed intel but this particular prisoner is not too keen on chit-chatting

somehow he's managed to hurt each one of his caretakers, and he manages to break millions of dollars of tech a week so the RDA start cutting corners a bit.

instead of sending in some highly-skilled personnel soldier, they decide to send in you, some low-ranking factory worker. you were not licensed to handle a 9 foot tall Na'vi warrior but your pay was small enough that the RDA wouldn't consider it a huge loss if he decided to kick your head clean off.

However, much to everyone's surprise, the warrior does not immediately try to kill you. You serve his meals and food in relative peace. After a while, the both of you bond over being forced away from home and being trapped in a place completely alien to you both.

You develop a friendship with the warrior. You don't exactly trust him. You he could easily kill you within a second if you weren't so obsessively cautious. it's a very superficial acquantanceship.

meanwhile, the Na'vi warrior becomes extremely attached to you. You're the only nice thing in that prison, some days. He especially likes how open your expression is everytime you see him coming back from yet another pointless interrogation. He may not like humans but he considers you the exception.

It gets to a point where he thinks you're in the same position he is: captured and trapped. He dreams of saving you and taking you back with him.

Eventually, his clan comes for him. The Na'vi are quick to dispatch the humans, not a single one is spared. During the breach, you manage to evade the massacre by stashing yourself in a corner somewhere but that doesn't keep him away.

So far, you've only seen him through a three foot glass, or he's tied down to his knees, completely incapacitated.

This is the first time, you two are meeting face to face....but only one of you truly appreciates that.

You think he might kill you, and fulfill the fantasy of murdering a human by popping out their eyes he's told you so much about.

But when he grabs your chin and gives you a look you can only describe as lovestruck, you start to realize there are fates far worse than death....