🦇 + 🪡 ( i coudn’t find the pin/tack emoji 😭😭 )
Leathery wings + pinned
TW: Nails, pinned, displayed
"Shut up, you fucking demon."
Whumpee screamed as the nail was driven in near the base of their wing and grit their teeth as the next nail went in the other side, forcing them to stand flush against the wall or tear their wings. Whumper got off them, moving down their wings, positioning them so they were as full out as possible, and nailing them down as they went.
When Whumper finished, they stood back to admire their work. Whumpee hung their head as they struggled to catch their breath.
Whumpee felt their feet slipping and opened their eyes in time to see the floor open out from under them. For a moment, the full weight on their pinned wings was too much to process, but after a moment to adjust to the new level of pain, Whumpee hit their head back against the wall with a restrained scream through their teeth.
"Now it's perfect. I'll just give you some time to get used to that before our event in a couple of days, hm?" Whumper turned and walked out of the room, turning out the lights and closing the door behind themself.
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At the event, Whumpee was barely awake. Even the movement from breathing hurt and they had been here for days.
Even in their half delusional state, Whumpee seemed to perceive someone stopping by regularly, just standing to stare. It wasn't Whumper. Whumpee couldn't bring themself to see the person's face correctly, but they were tall, and very fair.
The event ended. Everyone was ushered out. Whumper stopped by to see if Whumpee was still alive, then left again. A couple more hours ticked by.
"Hey." Came a soft voice. Whumpee didn't recognize it. They lifted their head as much as they could and saw the same hazy figure that had stopped by multiple times during the event. Why were they there? "Can you speak?" The person stepped closer.
Whumpee let their head fall back down. They winced and whimpered weakly as the person touched one of the nails at the base of Whumpee’s wing.
"... Hang on." The figure said as they walked away.
Whumpee closed their eyes. Suddenly, they felt something under their feet. They opened their eyes. The floor was back under them. Whumpee struggled to get their feet positioned underneath themself, taking a fraction of the weight off their wings.
The person came to stand back in front of them. "This is gonna hurt, but I'm going to get you down, okay?" They didn't wait for an answer.
Whumpee let out a choked scream as the first nail was pulled back out from the base of their wing.
"Hey, it's okay. I know it hurts, but you need to try and be quiet so Whumper doesn't come to check on you. Can you do that?" Whumpee gave a weak nod. "Good. It's gonna be alright, just hang on."
Whumpee grit their teeth and bit back their screams as more and more nails were removed. Finally only one was left at the top of their left wing. Despite their best attempts to stand, Whumpee was mostly depending on the last nail to hold them up.
Their rescuer pulled the last nail and quickly caught Whumpee as they fell to the ground, wings still fully splayed. They lowered Whumpee to the floor.
"Almost done." Whumpee heard as black started to dim the edges of their vision. "I'm going to fold your wings back and take you out of here."
Whumpee whispered something as they slipped in unconsciousness, but they were too far to understand their own words.