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Pinned Down

Premise: A giant pins down a tiny by their stomach no matter how much they writhe and squirm.

Little does tiny Lai know, but his high school bully Core is about to make that the least of his worries.

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"C'mon sweetheart, put some effort into it," the giant - Core - encouraged oh-so-caringly, his grin widening as Lai continued to struggle fruitlessly from beneath his thumb.

Lai pushed hard against the underside of the pad of the digit, arms straining with the effort, but it was for nothing. The giant's - his bully's - his tormentor's - thumb remained pressed firmly against his vulnerable stomach, keeping him pinned to the desk beneath him.

Sweat was beginning to bead along the tiny's brow from the exertion of his efforts, but he needed to escape - fast.

School had only just ended a few minutes ago, which meant that there were still plenty of tinies and actually decent giants roaming the halls to help him. The longer Lai stayed stuck under Core's thumb, though, the more his chances of escaping and finding someone to keep the giant away dwindled down to nothing.

Core rubbed his thumb along Lai's stomach, brushing up against the tiny's ribs and back down over his abdomen, pressing ever so slightly more against the soft, squishy skin.

Lai squirmed in discomfort, squeezing his eyes shut and trying to shove himself forwards to slide out from under the giant's thumb instead of uselessly trying to push his massive finger up, but it didn't work.

His tormentor just laughed, head propped up against his free hand with his elbow resting against the table to support it. His cheek was pressed against his fist, further crinkling his eye, which was already crescented with the force of his too-wide smile.

"Get. Off of me." Lai wheezed up to him, baring his teeth through his panting.

Core only laughed, rubbing another circle against the tiny's stomach that might've tickled if Lai's abdominals weren't already burning from his continuous strain.

His giant captor leaned in, coming closer and closer until his face was only a scant inch from Lai's own, the tiny's eyes going wide and his form still like a hare under a hawk's eye.

"Or what?" the giant breathed, the warm mintiness of his breath gusting out over the tiny trapped beneath his single thumb.

It took Lai too long to find his words, and when he did, he tried and failed to ignore how they trembled. "B-because - I - I'll tell," he strangled out, swallowing forcefully around the quiver in his throat.

Core only laughed, showing off his sharp canines and exhaling another too-warm breath over Kai's trapped body, eyes glittering. "'cause that's worked out so well for you so far," the giant teased, giving a careful yet firm press of his thumb against Lai's stomach that had the tiny gasping and squirming again at the uncomfortable sensation of his organs shifting ever-so-slightly with the force of it.

Almost worse than that, though, was the cold, hard truth to Core's words. Because Lai had tried to speak up about the bullying before. About how Core wouldn't leave him alone even when Lai explicitly requested him to. About how Core would pick him up without permission, carrying him around wherever he wanted and ignoring Lai's cries until they petered off into defeated pleas. About how Core would poke him whenever he felt like it, an action made monumentally different than how it sounded when a single prod from the giant often sent Lai toppling over.

Lai had told of it all. After months of the same treatment, of bearing it with thinned lips and a set jaw, he'd broken down.

And nothing had happened.

Or, well, something had happened: his life turning into a living hell.

He'd thought Core had been bad before, but it was nothing compared to how the giant treated him after.

Before, Core's attentions on him were definitely intrusive, crossing boundaries and disrespecting his autonomy. But at least it wasn't for too long. Just half an hour at most during their free period, where there weren't classes to restrain the giant from acting out. And it wasn't every day either - closer to once or twice a week.

Now, however, Core's presence was constant. Every day of the school week and nearly every hour within that, the giant found some way in which to torment Lai.

And the tiny was soon informed why by the gleeful giant himself.

The principal was Core's father. Not only that, but the man had a not-so-secret disdain for tinies as a whole. Of course nothing would be done about Core's treatment of a single one of them.

It seemed the very proof of as much was what had 'freed' Core to fully letting loose his desires on tormenting his unwilling little tiny.

And Lai hated him for it. Hated Core for his blatant disregard of Lai's autonomy, his person-hood.

It was that sudden, horrible thought that was what made Lai's next words spill free from him in a rush.

Those thoughts were what had Lai making the worst mistake of his short life.

He blurted out, "I'll go to the Dean!" The Dean, who was the only man above the school's principal that had any sway over what happened within the facility. A man - a giant - who was also firmly in support of the protection of tiny rights.

Above him, Core stilled.

Lai stared up at him, wide-eyed, his breath momentarily pausing in his chest as he found himself caught under the giant's gaze.

Core had stilled, yes, but not in the way Lai had. Not like prey under the eyes of a predator.

No, Core's eyes darkened slowly, inexorably, and fell half-lidded. His lips tilted up into a gleefully cruel smirk, and his thumb carefully pressed down just enough for Lai to gasp in fear at the threat.

"We can't have that, now can we?" Core murmured gently, even as his hand moved too fast for Lai to even process, catching the tiny up in the giant's too-warm fist.

"Wh-what?" the tiny forced himself to stutter out, his breath hitching. It was only now, as he stared up into Core's blank eyes that were usually so expressive, that he truly felt the stirrings of complete, irrefutable fear at being within the giant's hold.

"We can't have you go tattling to the Dean," Core obligingly explained, rubbing his thumb against the tiny's cheek despite how Lai tried to squirm away from the intrusive touch. Core clicked his tongue scoldingly, making Lai flinch. "Guess I'll just have to take you with me."

For a second, the tiny didn't process the words. Even when he did, he could only stare up at the giant uncomprehendingly.

Core saw his look - his lack of understanding - and gave a sickeningly sweet coo. "Don't worry, little thing, I'll take good care of you."

Lai's cry of disbelieving, rapid and all-encompassing panic was muffled as he abruptly found himself encased in darkness, the giant's hand still firmly around him and keeping him locked in place.

It dawned on the tiny. He was in Core's pocket. He was in Core's pocket, and he wouldn't be let go.

There was shifting and movement around him, no other acknowledgment to the tiny's trapped form, and the realization was set in stone.

The giant was taking him home, and Lai didn't know if he'd ever escape from it.

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Wuh oh! ;333 oops, I did it again~

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vxixhu · 3 months

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#edit #manga #black and white #capture #mangacap #art manga #aestethic #Jkrs #Name:#Genocider (Akiyoshi Takahiro)#Fireee

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ruby-pink · 6 months

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#texture #photographers on tumblr #nature photography #forest #cornwall #trees #bark #autumn #fall #capture #red leaves #explore #woodland #english countryside

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whumpacabra · 29 days

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The villain scrambled back, bloodied and bluffing through their fear with a shaky false grin.

“If you kill me, you’re just as bad as I am.”

The hero’s face was calm, eyes alight with cruel amusement as they continued to approach. They had no intention of killing the villain. They had no intention of showing mercy, either.

“I won’t kill you. Not because I’m better than you - no,” the hero crouched before their cowering nemesis, “I am so much worse.”

#whump #whump prompt #heroes and villains #capture #threats #anticipated violence #whump words #idk this brief interaction has been in my head for a few days and I don’t really write superhero:villain stuff #so pls if you feel inspired write it :]

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blopnsfw · 8 months

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Hunter and his prey🙃 Capture scene #MerMan EN and FR for once 🧜🏼‍♂️🤿 #OC #art

#my art #oc #merman #art #capture

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yourfavblueee · 1 year

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Cold ..

#my 📸#alexandria #random #capture #mine

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2022dirt · 24 days

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Someone captured the exact moment this frog jumped out of frame.

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distantsonata · 7 months

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scifi-fantasy-horror · 11 months

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#Capture #Cosmic #Star #Fae #Fairy

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iononmichiamo · 4 months

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nye ✨

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emanuelacauphoto · 6 months

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The time left is short, be kind to me da "Il mio vero" di Mariangela Gualtieri

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ruby-pink · 2 years

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#photographers on tumblr #nature photography #cornwall #forest #nature #woodland #sunlight #reflection #river #valley #golden hour #photographers on Tumblr #canon #capture

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gigiadelina97 · 9 months

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#san francisco #california #california vibes #city life #city #beautifulscene #photography #worldphotography #nature #natures beauty #capture #love #scenic #buildings #gigiadelina97 #sparkle #twilight sparkle #sunset #bridges

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jabberock · 3 months

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Capture scenarios without sedatives. You agree.

#Whump #My Contributions #Capture

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the-broken-pen · 5 months

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The hero woke up with a start, tears streaming down their face as their book went flying. They rubbed their palms against their cheeks angrily, but it did nothing to stop the flow.

Across the room, the villain coughed.

The Hero’s gaze snapped to them, and they regarded the hero calmly.

“Bad dream?”

The hero looked away, embarrassment coloring their cheeks.

“No.”

The villain sighed.

“Good dream, then?”

The hero said nothing, and the villain nodded in understanding.

“I see. Would you like to tell me about it?”

They studied every inch of their room, the silence fidgeting between them like an anxious child, before the words fought their way out.

“I—we, saved the world.”

The villain hummed. “Ah.”

The hero sniffed and tugged the blankets higher on their lap. The book lay forgotten on the floor.

“I can understand the tears, then,” they said sympathetically. The hero let out an unamused laugh.

“No, you can’t.”

“Just because I do not empathize does not mean I cannot understand,” the villain tipped their head. “You have many regrets. That much is clear. It is written upon every move you make. So do not preach understanding, Hero, when I know how you work.”

The hero stiffened.

“I hate you.”

“You hate yourself more,” the villain said conversationally, and the hero’s chest welled with pain.

The silence roiled.

“Yes,” they agreed quietly. “I do.”

The villain tapped their hand once against the door frame.

“I’ll leave you to your dreaming, then, Hero.”

Hero.

Nothing more than a bit of mockery, now.

Their eyes met, the villain’s gaze burning into them, before they turned from the door of the hero’s cell.

They paused. “You cannot change the past, fallen one,” they said softly. And then they were gone.

The hero lay back, and closed their eyes.

Maybe if they tried hard enough, they could bring their dreams into reality. Maybe they could save everyone—could be the hero everyone had worshiped them as. Could rewrite the ending and bring their friends back to life. Could make it so they ended up in a pedestal and not in a cage. So many maybes. The hero dreamed of all of them, constantly. It never really made a difference.

In their cell designed by the villain who had beaten them irrevocably, the hero fell asleep, and outside, the world burned.

Unsaved.

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