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avvail-whumps · 5 months

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ok so i just saw the prompt that you reblogged on your other account and.. i was wondering if you ever had the time would you write something about a hypnotized whumpee?

content warnings: intimate whumper, hypnosis, conditioned whumpee, non-con touching (not explicit), mentioned non-con (not explicit)

“Aren’t they just so pretty?”

The caretaker says nothings. It’s obvious by the grim expression on their face that they don’t particularly want to encourage the whumper’s behaviour.

The last time they had seen the whumpee, they had been kicking and screaming. Putting up a fuss any chance they got, making life as difficult as they could for their captor. They had this fire in their eyes that didn’t seem to be dying out any time soon.

But now?

They’d almost been surprised by the quietness of the house. The whumper would usually have them restrained in some way, and they’d be writhing and kicking up a fuss, making lots of angry noises.

Instead, they observed their quiet, stiff form on the sofa. There was something eerie about their eyes; blank, unfocused, hardly even blinking. Even when the whumper carded a hand through their head, there wasn’t even a flicker of emotion on their face.

The caretaker was in awe at how complacent they were being.

“What did you do?” They find themselves asking absentmindedly, unable to tear their eyes away. Because they are genuinely shocked.

The whumper hums softly under their breath, scraping the hair away from the whumpee’s forehead. They’re devoid of usual cuts and bruises - the caretaker wonders how long they’ve been like this.

“I tried a new method,” the whumper answers vaguely, steely eyes staring into theirs. “This way, I can’t get bored.”

The caretaker doesn’t realise their confusion flickers in their expression, but the whumper notices it, as observant as they are. They gently run a finger under the whumpee’s chin, who still has that blank, half lidded gaze. Like a China doll.

“If I want them to be an eager little thing that serves to please me, then I can make it happen with just one word,” they hum, snapping their fingers in front of the whumpee’s face, as if to prove a point. They don’t even blink. “I like it when they put a fight, too, but too much noise, and I can simply admire them like this.”

They tilt the whumpee’s head back, just enough to admire their slack expression. “Isn’t it perfect?”

The caretaker’s mind swims. “So, you hypnotized them?”

A cruel smile appears on their face, squeezing the whumpee’s shoulders.

“Yes,” they answer. “Yes, I did.”

They slowly nod. That explained the sudden change, but seeing the whumpee like this, so dazed and so relaxed, they can’t help but shudder. There’s something really eerie about it. That the whumper holds their mind in their palm of their hand, triggered only by simple words.

“Was it hard?” They find themselves asking. The whumper smiles.

“They’re a stubborn thing,” they chuckle, tilting their head. “You know that. But I can programme them to do whatever you or I want.” Their voice drops dangerously. “You can take them to the spare room, if you really want.”

The caretaker immediately cringes, and they shake their head. They feel more disgust towards the whumper than ever before, and they don’t want to imagine what the poor whumpee’s been through already. If they remember it...

“No, thank you,” they grumble. The blank stare is unnerving them. “I’ll pass.”

The whumper chuckles, still running their fingers through the whumpee’s hair. They stop to observe their face, before a crooked smirk spreads across their lips. They tap their nose gently, cupping their cheeks as though they would with a lover. The whumpee does nothing back.

“Your loss.”

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blitzy-blitzwing · 10 months

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They should kiss in front of Valentino just to piss him off 🤣

Definitely. 😎😎

#this is an old ask #finally got around to finishing the doodle #hehe #my doodles #Hazformers #blitzhusk

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cocamalfeta · 18 days

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shit gets said by both jkkrs and tkkrs about all 3 of the magnae line lets not pretend that tkkrs are angels who have never said a bad word against jimin (tho it is usually jungkook that gets bad mouthed). most shippers who are ass holes are akgaes so it is not surprising

I did find Jimin to be a bit questionable at times, so in my view some Jimin criticism wasn't always groundless, but yes, you're right, akgaes are really the worst. I was reading a few weeks ago some Jimin-biased blogs who happened to mention some things that grabbed my attention. In no time, I realised they're actually very bitter, very nasty former shippers, tearing down half the band --besides their former ship. They'd have their moments of clarity though, before bitterness and hate dominate again. I get they can't stand Jungkook, Taehyung thriving together. So yes, I’d never believe I’d see the day when a Jkkr would seem to me like a decent people, in comparison.

#old ask #taekook #jikook #bts ships #I'm sorry #this is an old ask

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rosemarytrash · 2 years

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Draw Karkat and Crabdad pls and thank you

hes debating eating him

#homestuck #karkat vantas #this is an old ask

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dearweirdme · 4 months

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https://www.tumblr.com/dearweirdme/736712703499010048/it-just-bothers-me-when-fans-feel-entitled-to It is not ridiculous to "side with the company" on this one. I'm Hybe hater #1, can't stand corporate bs in general, but in this instance I agree 100% with previous anon who talked about their relationship not being content. I can easily believe this is their way of protecting them, even if it seems like too much at times. Of course not every interaction is going to expose them. You can get away with a lot that most people will brush aside as just good friends behavior. But obviously what we've seen has convinced us that they're together. So something is showing in their interactions. Who am I to calculate the current risk for them. And who am I to demand that they put on the bro act for the official cameras just so I can get some content. Content that people can call awkward like that anon talking about the May 2020 VLive. That VLive was the first one of just the two of them since 2016 by the way. When I saw the news that they were on VLive I didn't believe it because I was sure we were never getting another just TK VLive and it had been four years. When I tuned in and saw they were obviously being chaperoned, it made sense. On Twitter, Taekookers threw an embarrassing fit about not getting to see Taekook's final goodbyes before enlistment. I saw very few acknowledge that these moments should be just for them. It reeks of insecurity and selfishness. They needed Taekook to prove something. They wanted their moment to shove in Jkker's faces. In 2-3 days, they'd be back to whining for more. Instead of protecting them, Taekooker's make it about the company trying to make it look like they're not even friends. If someone genuinely believes they're not even friends, they're probably a Jkker or an idiot or both and no one should be concerned with what they think about TK's relationship based on official content only. As far as Inkigayo also being absent, they snuck Tae into and out of the building without anyone knowing (and I still think it's possible he went in and left with JK). It was the only time a member attended another's performance and didn't go in through the front door in front of media cameras. They hid it very well then, and must have had a reason. So I wouldn't expect to see it in official content. Again, I don't need "moments" fed to me in official content. I don't need the company choosing moments to allow to keep the bro narrative going. What Taekook choose to show us means everything to me, and they showed so much in the last year. They showed what they wanted to just before enlistment. That's enough for me.

Hi anon!

I think BH cutting out Tae and Jk is very much two sided. It’s to protect Tae and Jk as persons, as artists who want to have a career, to protect BTS as a group, but it’s also to protect the company. The question I ask myself is: if Tae and Jk wanted to come out, would BH let them? And I do not think they would, at least not at this point. Not because they’re homophobes, but because it’s a risk to their biggest source of income. And in the end, I think it’s always money that makes the decisions.

I think Tae and Jk at times showed they didn’t enjoy being placed apart. They were very young though, so maybe that’s why the company felt they had to take charge and Tae and Jk couldn’t be trusted. Being young and in love does make people unpredictable at times, and young people in general are not as good at hiding their feelings as much as they think. I think it does show that after 2019 they were able to be together more, so possibly at that time BH decided to easy the rules a bit (enter the ITS talk and Taekook diving into closeness again).

I do feel the balance could have been better and I think BH is scared of rumors getting too much. Which may be valid. I don’t think Tae and Jk want to actually be out themselves at this point, but I do think they would’ve wanted to do some projects together and I absolutely think it’s the company that holds them back in that.

But you are very right. We have no right to expect or want anything regarding their relationship from them. That’s private and is supposed to be private. I did not want to see their last goodbye and I am very glad we didn’t have to witness some strained interaction for the sake of fandom.

#taekook #fandom shenanigans #this is an old ask

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lokigayforhela · 1 year

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Hi could you write a hela x reader where r starts preparing for spooky season and gets hela accustomed with the traditions but forgets to mention to not actually raise the dead ( maybe with hela and r scaring her brothers if you're comfortable with it)

Happy spooky season 🎃👻

A/N: Yes, this is an OLD prompt, no I'm not dead (I just work a famous haunted attraction at a theme park and it takes up my entire September and October). I hope this silly little spooky Halloween prompt makes up for my absence. Once I recover from working until 2am for two months straight, I'll be posting much more, I promise. Happy Halloween!

Rating: G

WC: 2210

TW: None

“So… explain to me again why we’re buying all of these decorations that look like ghosts and ghoulies and… gourds, for some reason?”

“It’s to decorate for Halloween, darling. Do you need me to explain Halloween again?” You glanced over at your girlfriend, in whose arms were cradled a rather obscene amount of black and orange garland, a pair of ghost figurines, and various other Halloween decorations piled nearly as high as her chin. She was being such a good sport about being used in lieu of a proper shopping cart, and you made a mental note to make it up to her later.

“No, no. I remember. It’s a holiday where children go from home to home requesting candy from complete strangers. Which, in my opinion, is a horrid idea. Very unsafe. Mm.” Hela mocked an expression of concern that simply did not convey any real worry at all, and you had to roll your eyes, even as you breathed out a soft laugh.

“They aren’t alone. Parents go with them. And that’s just a small part of Halloween. Really, only one night of it. In this household, we celebrate Halloween from August first all the way through November second.”

“That’s very specific.”

“That’s because I love Halloween. And because I can’t disrespect my ancestors by forgetting Dia de Los Muertos. Though, that’s not really considered much to do with Halloween, to most white people.”

“Well, then if Halloween itself is only one day, why decorate and celebrate for so long?” Hela glanced at you as you began to carefully set item by item on the conveyor belt at the checkout.

You shrugged a shoulder. “’Cuz it’s fun!” You set the last of your decorations on the belt and shuffled past Hela so you could greet the cashier.

“Besides. There’s other aspects I think you’ll find much more up your alley, too,” you continued after you’d had all your new home décor bagged and paid for, the both of you loaded with several grocery bags on each arm.

“Such as?”

“Well, it’s a time of year that’s deeply rooted in… well, ancient times. Traditions and stuff like that. The Celtics were believed to be the first that truly celebrated it. They believed that All Hallows’ Eve, which we call Halloween night now, was when the veil between this world and the next was thinnest, meaning that ghosts and demons and the like could walk among them and wreak havoc. The idea of dressing up in costumes was borne of the idea that if you dressed yourself up to look scary, the demons and ghosts wouldn’t know if you were a human or another ghost, and so would leave you alone.”

“Demons aren’t scary.”

“Maybe yours aren’t, but the Christian-based depictions of demons, especially back in the day, were certainly nightmare-inducing. No one would have wanted to be associated with them in any way.”

“And look at you now, dating a literal Goddess of Death who could summon the equivalent to demons at any time, if she really wanted to.” Hela was smirking at you, but you pointedly kept your eyes on the road as you drove.

“Look, all that’s telling me is that Halloween is going to be your favorite time of the year, too. We’ll do all the fun Halloween things. We’ll carve pumpkins, and do cute coupley costumes and shit. I’ll even take you to Halloween Horror Nights. Though maybe not. You do tend to have a… reaction, when you get scared, and we do not threaten scare actors.”

“Darling, you’re assuming anything could actually make me scared.”

You finally glanced over at Hela, just so that you could give her a look with a raised eyebrow. “Do you really want to risk it?”

“…for your sake, no.”

You nodded, and the both of you fell into a comfortable silence as you drove the rest of the way back to your apartment and unloaded the car, carrying in your haul and emptying all the bags out onto the dining room table so that you could get a good look at everything while you planned where to put them.

“Okay.” You clasped your hands together in front of you, and Hela turned to look at you expectantly, an amused expression on her face as she regarded you with arms crossed over her chest as she waited to see just what you were planning. “I have a vision. Cobwebs on the doors. Don’t worry about them getting dirty or anything like that, they’ll get thrown away at the end of the year. There’s just not a good way to clean them. The ghosts, I think, are gonna go around the tv set-up. That seems like a good place for them. The glasses and stuff, obviously, are gonna go in the sink to be washed so we can use them. Vampire teeth pillow will go on the couch, and then… I’ll have to get out my other stuff and go from there.”

“There’s more?” Hela asked, and you couldn’t quite tell if she was amused or concerned for your well-being.

You only grinned. “I told you. Halloween is my favorite.” And with that, you began placing everything just how you wanted it.

Hela, for what it was worth, was a very good sport the whole time, helping you make sure that everything was angled just how you wanted it while not impeding with the usability of countertops or electronics, and she could reach the top corners of the doors to drape the cobwebs with an effortlessness that you would have never managed.

Later, once everything was exactly how you’d imagined it and you stood looking around the living room with a sense of contentment, Hela sidled up behind you, watching the Halloween ambiance video you’d found on YouTube for a moment.

“You know. I’ve been thinking about what you said earlier. About the demons and stuff.”

You looked over at her, brow furrowed. “What about them?”

“Well… I suppose what I mean to say is that… Well, your decorations look all well and good, but… they could be a bit more… more.”

Before you could even open your mouth to ask what she meant, her hands began to glow green and with a wave of her hand, your living room was suddenly filled with a number of… well, you weren’t sure what they were. Dead bodies, perhaps? Though they glowed green and looked how you imagined a ghost might. And really, what was a ghost if not a dead body, anyway?

And then you realized that you were rationalizing the differences between ghosts and dead bodies instead of addressing the fact that there were creatures in your apartment that absolutely could not stay.

“Hela.” You looked over to see her grinning such a self-satisfied smirk that you couldn’t even find it in you to be all that mad. Even if it was very peculiar having a bunch of random dead people in your apartment. “They can’t stay.”

“Aw, why not? They don’t make any messes.”

“They’re dead.”

“They’ll hardly make a sound.”

“We can’t have anyone over!”

“Why not?”

“What do you mean why not?”

“I’m calling my brothers. They’ll have the scare of their lives.”

“Hela…” But you hesitated, because if you were being honest, the idea of seeing Hela’s brothers’ dignity knocked down a peg or two was something that would be quite humorous, if you did say so yourself. “…just this once. And then they’ve got to go.”

“We’ll see.”

Ten minutes, and one innocent phone call later, and you were waiting for the tell-tale knock at your door that meant Thor and Loki had arrived for, to their knowledge, a perfectly normal visit to their sister and her girlfriend.

“You really are trouble, you know that?” you teased Hela, leaning against the kitchen counter while you waited.

“What, am I going to be sent to Hel for being a bad girl?” Hela gave you a pointed look, followed by a quirk of her eyebrows, and you ignored it to the best of your abilities. You were not about to let her distract you right now.

As luck would have it, you were saved by the sound of a rhythmic knock at your door, and you glanced at Hela, making sure she was ready for… whatever exactly it was she had planned. She had been more than a little secretive as she’d gotten all the ghosty-dead-body-people hidden away in your room while you complained that they’d better not ruin anything while they were in there.

She gave you a single nod, smiling innocently, and you nodded, as well, before going over to the door and greeting her siblings. “Thor. Loki. So good to see you. Come in, Hela’s just inside.”

Thor gave you a warm-hearted smile, while Loki gave you a much more reserved nod, and they stepped inside as you held the door open, closing it behind them as you followed them.

“Sister, good to see you.” Thor wrapped Hela up in a tight hug, which she pretended to be disgusted by, but you knew she relished in the familial affection she’d been denied growing up. “Loki’s glad to see you, too. They’re just being quiet today.” He lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “Loki’s in a mood.”

You looked over at Loki just in time to see them roll their eyes dramatically. “I am not in a mood, brother, I simply am curious as to why our sister invited us over out of the blue.”

In amusement, you glanced back over at Hela, who was smiling in the most innocent way she could manage. “Can a sister not invite her siblings over to partake in the viewing of Halloween decorations without having an ulterior motive?”

You would have facepalmed, if it wouldn’t have put even more attention on the fact that Hela was very obviously hiding something. Instead, you decided to try to cut in and save face as much as possible, even though you weren’t entirely sure why you should. “Hela’s just really excited to celebrate her first Halloween, and couldn’t wait to show off all the decorating she helped with.” You smiled and nodded, and Thor grinned as well, clearly buying, while Loki only narrowed their eyes, clearly not buying it.

“Well, go on, then. Show off!” Thor turned to Hela, who only continued to smile, but you could see that familiar mischievous glint in her eyes.

“Of course. We’ll start here.” Hela gestured to the line of ghosts around the tv and began fabricating a story about them in such great detail that, you had to admit, gave your own Halloween setup a charm that it had lacked before. It was endearing, in a way, watching her give backstory and information about each and every ghost and decoration. You made a mental note to write some of it down, when you had the chance to later.

“But the truly amazing decorations are in here. We went all out,” Hela finished, stopping in front of the bedroom door. Loki opened their mouth to make what you were almost certain was going to be a semi-inappropriate quip regarding the decorations being in the bedroom, but Hela cut them off without a moment to spare. “Loki, do get your mind out of the gutter. It’s nothing quite like what you’re imagining. Go on, have a look.” She gestured broadly to the door, and Thor excitedly reached for the handle, grinning as he opened the door unexpectingly.

The next moment, a number of the ghosty-dead-body-people were streaming through the open door, running straight into Thor with such force that it knocked him to the ground. The response was almost immediate. Thor began to absolutely shriek in terror, making sounds so un-Thorlike that you had to cover your mouth immediately to stifle your giggles as you watched him try to claw his way out from under the pile of bodies.

Loki, on the other hand, looked neither amused nor frightened, instead only nodded along as Thor shrieked, clearly having expected something of this sort from the very beginning.

And Hela… Well, she was absolutely beside herself with her guffaws as she watched her poor brother cower in terror. You were mildly surprised that she didn’t have her phone out to record the whole ordeal.

The three of you let Thor to continue to freak out for a little while longer before Loki finally took pity on him and waved a hand, magicking away the spectres and leaving Hela to scowl at them.

“What’d you do that for?”

“He’s emotionally scarred as it is, don’t you think? Why ruin him even more?”

You and Hela both made a face of consideration at that, and then Hela nodded. “Fair enough.”

It was only then that you all seemed to notice that Thor was still mid-shriek, eyes squeezed closed, and you all three fell silent, waiting for him to realize that the threat was gone.

It took a solid further ten seconds before he seemed to catch on, and peeked an eye open, looking around the room.

“…phew. They’re gone. I fought them off.”

This time, all three of you lost it, while Thor looked on with a pout.

#Hela x reader #Hela Odinsdottir x reader #Hela #Hela Odinsdottir #Marvel #spooky #silly #shenanigans #feat. Thor #feat. Loki #anonymous #ask #answered #this is an Old ask #but I had fun writing it!#thank you for the prompt

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