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whumpinthepot · 4 months
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Hamster Interactive Story
Chapter 11. Jar
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Content: Loss of a disability device, trapping, mending wounds, sticky trap, fear/begging, power dynamics, Giant/tiny, pet trope, 
Pov: Soap Scrub
Poll winner: Get the tape off with oil, bandage him, then cage him. 
ART, WRITING, AND POLL UNDER THE CUT
This is it. You’re going to be killed by the human. Squashed like a bug under her thumb unless you can talk her out of it. Except when you open your mouth nothing but air comes out in a strangled huff. 
Ashley stops staring at you, and puts Hamster back in her cage in a hurry. She comes back and hovers her hands out in an unsure motion and for a second you think she might slam her palm to flatten you. Instead, she grabs some supplies from the cupboard. Some oil, gloves, scissors, and bandages. She sets them all down around you, staring down at you with more disgust than worry. 
“P-Please don’t kill me!” You finally find your voice, but it comes out in a desperate squeak, “I’ll do anything…” 
“Were you the one who hurt Hamster?” Ashley’s voice booms over you, and she slams her hand onto the counter next to you. You scream in terror, recoiling as much as you can without yanking on your trapped skin. 
“Wh-What? No! No, I didn’t hurt her at all. Ask her. Right? Girl?” You snap your attention to Hamster who’s staring at you in worry from her cage. Her lip is trembling, and she’s holding the bars. 
Ashley looks over to her pet, and her face goes from terrifying to nurturing, “Did this boy hurt you, Sweetheart? Mummy can make him go away, don’t be scared. You can tell me.” 
Hamster glances at you, and you shake your head quickly, silently pleading at her to save your life. Hamster copies you, and shakes her head. She looks close to tears herself and reaches her hand out to point at you, then makes a grabbing motion. 
“Did he scare you before?” She changes the question and tilts her head slightly. She starts putting the gloves on while keeping her attention on Hamster. 
Hamster pauses, and looks at you again. You shake your head more desperately, with fresh tears welling up in your eyes. You’re sorry. You’re really sorry… 
Hamster starts to nod, but then stops, and shakes her head vigorously. Maybe she’s figured it out that you’re about to be killed. She reaches towards you with more force, her face pressing against the bars. 
“Are you worried about him…?” Ashley hesitates, and then pulls Hamster cage closer to the sink so she can see better, still talking to her. “Oh Honey, I’m so sorry I scared you. I won’t hurt him, okay? Please don’t cry…” She puts her finger into Hamster’s cage and rubs her cheeks softly. 
You can’t believe it, Hamster might have just saved your life. Tears fall off of your chin with relief. Still, when Ashley’s fingers come near you the fear is overwhelming and you feel as though you might faint. She pauses, waiting for you to start breathing again. “Don’t be so scared, I’m helping you,” she says, then squints. “Hey, wait a minute. Is that my jacket?!” She pulls your coat out of the goopy mess, and holds it up to her face. 
You start apologizing profusely but she stops you. “We’ll talk about this after.” She chucks the jacket off to the side and grabs the bottle of oil.
The human starts dabbing oil around the sticky parts of the trap, and carefully picks the whole trap up with you on it. You yelp, and cower with your head bowed, but she simply places you in the kitchen sink so she can keep working. 
She’s rough, and prods at your skin with an oiled gloved finger, “You know, I don’t believe her, but I won’t hurt you. I would never do anything to upset her. You know that right?” It sounds like a threat towards you, and you grit your teeth with a pained cry when she pops your damaged hand free. 
You can’t see Hamster from the cold metal walls of the sink, but you know she’s right there listening. Ashley seemed to value Hamster’s opinion, and it would probably be in your favour to suck up to the pet to keep her more inclined to vouch for your safety. 
You plead with Ashley while she oils around your face, and she flinches away as if you’re about to bite her. “What- What are you going to do with me? I- Please let me go! I promise I’ll- You’ll never see me again!” 
“I don’t know yet.” Ashley murmurs, pulling the piece off your face with a yank. It pulls a chunk of your hair out with it and you cry out, cradling your face. 
Her hands move down to your prosthetic doll leg before you have time to recover from the assault. When she pinches it, your panic spikes.
“Wait- Wait, no, don’t touch that!” You’re growling, and grab at her finger to try to stop her. Ashley pulls away with a sharp startled inhale, like you scared her, and her expression goes dark. 
Two fingers are suddenly pushing you down against the sink floor, and your leg is twisted off with a harsh tug. You scream, and she lets go. You watch your leg get lifted out of sight, and you start to sob. You’re immobilized without it, or at least at an extreme disadvantage. 
You can hear Ashley reassuring Hamster again, and you curl up into a ball with your free limbs, crying uncontrollably. Ashley oils up your legs next and starts massaging them free, until your sore raw skin is separated from the trap completely. 
She must feel bad at this point because her sadistic tone dissipates, and she’s suddenly apologizing and telling you not to cry. She wipes your wounds with antiseptic wipes, which sting badly but you’re already crying uncontrollably so the noise doesn’t make much difference, “I can’t afford another vet trip, I'm sorry…” She’s apologizing again, and you have half a mind to tell her off. But you don’t. She could hurt you too easily, and you’d have to be an idiot to bait her right now. 
The bandages go on next, and you’re sniveling with hitched shaky breaths. When her hand wraps around you in the motion to pick you up, you can’t take it. You push away from her and duck out of her grip, trying to crawl away from her. “Please stop touching me!”
Ashley pulls her hand away with her mouth turned down, then she grabs an open jar to hold out to you. “Get in this then.” 
You look at her like she’s insane. “To be trapped?! No way… You have to let me go, I’m not a pet!” 
Ashley sighs, and pushes you in with a frightful lurch. Her strength is incomparable to anything you can do, and you’re brushed into the jar like a dust bunny. You tumble when she lifts it, and land at the bottom with your knees and elbows smashing against the hard glass. You’re placed in front of Hamster so she can see that you’re okay. Well, as okay as you can be. Her eyes are puffy from crying. 
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The lid is screwed on after Ashley stabs some holes in it, so you’re really trapped, but you’re given a thimble of water and some granola to hold you over. Hamster and Ashley are both staring at you expectantly. Ashley starts asking you some questions about yourself, but you’re too upset to talk. You’re not telling her your name, or where you’re from, or how you lost your leg, but you do have to stay alert. So you just stare at her with your back pressed against the back of the jar. 
You’ve never been so scared in your life… 
Special thanks to my beautiful @alittlewhump for proof reading <3333
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gtinthepot · 1 year
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If I made a G/t interactive story with the pet trope would anyone be interested? (The choose your own adventure poll game)
I know that a lot of people don’t prefer that trope so I thought I would ask and see if anyone would be. It would be sfw mostly fluff probably with some fearplay potential. It would have art included!!
Also if you DO and want to be added to a tag list please let me know!!
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faeinthepot · 1 year
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mottinthemainpot · 2 years
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Well i cut my hair and I feel pretty rad honestly
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tangledinink · 9 months
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Can we see what's at the bottom of the lake if there is anything?
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swordsonnet · 11 months
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lately, i've seen more people in the online autistic community acknowledging the struggles of people with higher support needs, which is of course an important development. but for some, that seems to come with the implicit assumption that low needs autistics "have it easy" or experience no stigma at all, which is just wrong??? people with low support needs are still disabled by their autism and still face discrimination because of it. sure, they are impaired to a lesser degree than those with higher support needs, but that doesn't mean you can just erase their struggles, y'know?
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breezypunk · 1 month
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Rest of the photostory under the cut ♥︎
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“A soulmate will never leave you. They will always be apart of your life until one day the chance is given for them to become your life. It is then you will become one.” ― Faye Hall
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breezycheezyart · 29 days
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cooking up something soon ✍🏽👀
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lpmcquack · 1 year
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bonefall · 4 months
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Head's UP new followers who came for the herb guides! I manage an AU which is a fix-it redux of WC in order to make it thematically consistent, called Better Bones. I take the messed up things about warriors and address them, dragging the stuff like abuse, xenophobia, ableism, and so on to the spotlight so I can stab it with knives.
I am about to be VERY mean to Crowfeather <3 Make sure you've got your tag filters up if you need CWs for abuse and such, because I wrote an interaction that is a doozy.
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whumpinthepot · 5 months
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Hamster Interactive Story
Chapter 10. Trapped
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Warnings: Sticky traps used with descriptions of what they do (It’s more like a special tape), trapping, blood, skin stuff, gore, pet trope, swearing, being watched/ spying, forced hair cut
Pov: Soap Scrub
Poll winners: set up sticky traps, and ask hamster what she wants to do (She wanted to stay with Ashley) 
ART WRITING AND POLLS UNDER THE CUT
You’re awoken by a loud boisterous sound that's hard to ignore, even from a few rooms down. The human’s alarm clock… You sigh and pull your doll leg on before getting up. 
The human had been acting strange the last few days and you’re pretty positive the pet has told her about you. You glance into the kitchen to see Hamster’s cage untouched from days ago. The human had been bringing her to work lately. 
It’s a little humiliating to watch those two together. Something about their relationship had piqued your morbid curiosity, like a train wreck. However even train wrecks become boring once you've stared long enough, and you sense it's time to move on. Honestly you shouldn't have stayed as long as you did, but having a prosthetic leg does make moving houses by foot a huge pain in the ass. 
You need to gather some things from the kitchen, and scope out the best route to take before you can leave. Maybe you’ll take some more fancy doll clothes from the human as well, for your collection. 
You scurry down the side of the counter, staying close to the wall while you head towards the food pantry. If you pack some dry rice it should keep you on your feet for at least a week; it's light and expands in water. Perfect for travel. 
The human had put yellow tape around the cage and counters. You wonder if it's a sort of caution tape for Hamster so she doesn’t fall off the counter again… Though you find it a little odd you ignore it, stepping onto the fluorescent strips without a second thought. 
Until something snags from under your feet. The momentum of your strut is halted, but gravity pushes your body forward with a frightening lurch. You fall onto your side against the tape and find that you stick against it with a forceful grip. 
Shit. 
Fear tingles into your limbs, screaming at you to move, to get away, but logic keeps you still while you think. You need to get out of this before the human comes home. You could remove your clothes and slip free but… Your long black hair is caught in the glue and it's holding your head down. The knife in your bag is your only chance, but the thought of cutting your beautiful hair off has you in tears. You slip an arm from your jacket, and reach for the bag on your hip.
The glue attached to your cheek and ear pull painfully while you reach around for the knife, and you fear your skin will tear right off if you yank hard enough. Gripping the handle of the blade you’re able to twist your arm above your head to start cutting away at the strands of hair sticking against the trap. You carefully cut into the tape around your face to free yourself. This proves to be harder than you thought and you spend several minutes slashing at the material with little progress.
By the time you’ve cut enough to lift your face, you’re out of breath, and half your head has the sticker stuck to it like a mask that was crudely shaped to fit. After giving it another minute you start to wiggle your other arm free from under you, slipping it out of the jacket. You’re able to sit up at an angle with some strain, and your hacked hair falls into your face when you peer down the kitchen counter. It startles you more than you want to admit, and you flinch backwards. The knife flings out of your grip, and you land a hand directly into the trap to catch yourself. 
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You watch in sheer horror as the knife clatters against the floor several feet down. Real panic flutters through you, and you could curse yourself for letting such a simple thing catch you off guard. You hate to admit that it's because you were scared… You are scared. In fact, you’re pretty sure you’re royally fucked if you can’t get out of this. 
Tears cloud your vision as you yank your hand hard to try to get free. Your skin threatens to rip off around your palm with a burning pull, and the panic has you tugging with enough force to turn threats into reality. Some skin rips away and hot slimy blood trickles around your fingers. Shock from seeing it freezes in your limbs. All logic is thrown out the window, overtaken by the terror of being caught. 
Your legs are pinned against the tape, and when you try to pull on your prosthetic it feels like it’s trapped in cement. Your other leg has exposed skin against the trap, and tugging on it hurts just as badly as tugging on your bleeding palm. 
With your last free limb you brush back your choppy hair, feeling the short length slip from your fingers. Nervous laughter pushes through your teeth while you break down. You really cut your hair off for nothing, like a sick joke. 
The next several hours you fruitlessly work at freeing yourself but all it does is hurt you further. More blood seeps around you, and you have to stop. You’re not going to make it out of this without endangering yourself with the wounds it’s inflicting. Using the blood to soften the glue helped some but not enough. Besides, you’re exhausted by this point. 
Your breath catches in your throat when you hear the human’s car pull in from outside. Then footsteps with a soft cooing voice behind the door. She turns the knob, and opens it, entering the kitchen with Hamster in the traveling case slung around her shoulder. 
Ashley gasps when she sees you, and then proceeds to shriek as if you have scared her. The sound has you cower away from her, visibly trembling. When you breathe again it's short quick breaths that burn your lungs in a plea for more air. It makes you dizzy.
Ashley gets closer, and looms over you with a hand over her mouth. Her eyes are wide with what looks like worry. It almost makes you mad seeing it, but fear is taking over the majority of any other emotions. 
You have no idea what she’s going to do with you…
Thank you @alittlewhump for beta reading <3
Tag list: @frogkingdom @verkja @whumpsday @octopus-reactivated @marvel-gt @rsitb-second-account @fallen-grace-smd @winged-wolf-s-collection-of-arts @kyp-the-spacekiwi @ilasknives @hollowgast-whump @whither-wander-whump @redd956 @zobodahobo @alittlewhump @blackrosesandwhump @angst-after-dark @sandygarnelle @copperyote @kim-poce @mayisreallygay @smoll-stace @demondamage @vickytokio @sunshiline-writes @whump-in-the-closet @coyotehusk @sunrisedotnet @shadowsnowdapple @whumpy-wyrms (ik some of these didn’t link idk whats up w that but its fine)
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gtinthepot · 11 months
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I was trying to order craft tweezers but ended up with THIS. Any giants need to borrow these for their eyebrows?
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faeinthepot · 2 years
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mottinthemainpot · 1 year
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I have to admire how casual Sonic is with Breezie. Bro knows how Breezie is, yet he is just truly being kind and whatnot. And Breezie immediately used their arrival there as a way to cash in. She wants da big cash, guys!
Amy is IMMEDIATELY overprotective, and Tails is EFFECTIVELY wary. Both of them don't trust Breeezie or anyone there, but just look at Sonic smiling and acting all casual! Like, bro is completely fine with it, lmao!
Little Autistic Bro is trying to find any danger, and Overprotective Fangirl is trying her best to find out if her idol is going to get hurt! The two are just full-on, like: "We don't trust Breezie, and we never will."
For the record, I do remember reading this issue, but not much. Post-SGW Archie was never my thing, but it's funny to see this again.
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ingravinoveritas · 4 months
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Hi there! Please, I'm struggling to remember where did we first hear Michael being called a "welsh seduction machine" and David a "soft scottish hipster gigolo". I really wanna know! Do you?
Hello! Well, by no means do I want to take credit if this isn't the case, but I actually started using those tags here on Tumblr four years ago (the tag for Michael in June 2019 and the tag for David in August 2019). After watching GO season 1, I got into Michael first, and so #welsh seduction machine came pretty readily as a tag, though I couldn't say for certain that I was the first one ever to call him that.
(Michael did once mention in an interview when asked about something untrue yet hilarious that he'd read about himself, that he'd read that he was going to name his hypothetical daughter "Sexma"--a.k.a., "Sexma Sheen." Not exactly the same thing, of course, but the closest I think I've come across.)
It took me a little bit longer to become a fan of David's--not because there is anything wrong with him, but because I was so enchanted by Michael from the start and mainlined his filmography first. Once the DT spell was cast, though, I specifically remember trying to think of a way to describe David that would also work as a hashtag, and so #soft scottish hipster gigolo was born. (I also have several other newer tags for David, which can be found in this post.)
What's really surprised me is how both of these tags have suddenly taken off over the last few months/since GO 2 came out. I used to only ever see #welsh seduction machine and #soft scottish hipster gigolo in my saved tags (which aren't even saved anymore because Tumblr glitched out a few months ago and pretty much wiped them out), but now I've been seeing those tags under "Popular Tags," which is absolutely wild. I'm glad folks are enjoying them, though, and it is rather lovely to see my 'children' go out and thrive in the world, as it were.
I hope this helps to answer your question. Again, if anyone knows of any instances of those tags/nicknames that predate my own use, please do feel free to comment on this post and let me know!
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