Why are we here?

- pet whumpees getting to know their handlers, learning their schedules, some get excited on certain days when their favorite has a shift. Whumpees that learn to dread certain days because of who’s their handler that day.

- “reactionary” pet whumpee fitted with a collar that tracks their heart rate so it can shock them when they get angry or upset.

- socialization for broken whumpees who are sat in a room with a volunteer that can teach them that “some owners aren’t all that bad”

- whumpees who connect with each other, who become codependent and then can be sold more for a package deal.

- whumpees born into the shelter knowing nothing else!!!

- whumpees who are barely dressed or not at all, and handlers who are in full proper uniform, pressed shirts and ironed pants, shined shoes while whumpees are lucky to get a scrap of fabric to cover them.

- whumpees getting wrongfully beaten by a handler, the handler’s punishment is likely going to be a slap on the wrist compared to what they did.

- good whumpees given dog toys for enrichment. It’s better than nothing but it’s still humiliating.

- Whumpees taught that being bought is salvation because they get a way out of the kennels.

A nurse inconveniently missing the vein for the IV multiple times.

“Rate your pain.” “…Eight.” “Two? I’ll let the doctor know to lower your dose.”

Being sedated whenever Whumpee gets too “aggressive” even though they’re trying to communicate that they’re in pain.

Whumpee asking to talk to the doctor, but getting “They’re busy helping people who deserve it.”

Meal trays being left on the table, just out of Whumpee’s reach.

The room is set cold, lights left on. They don’t bother giving Whumpee a blanket.

Once Whumpee is walking, the humiliation and dread of asking to be uncuffed from the bedrail just to use the bathroom.

Pressing the call button, but no one comes for hours.

And then that one heart-of-gold nurse, or even Hero, finally comes to check in on them.

Finding Whumpee with bruises all over their arms, shivering on the bed with their wrist attached awkwardly to the bedrail.

Even though they’re usually stoic about pain, Whumpee is writhing on the bed, desperately trying not to make too much noise for fear of being sedated again.

“Whumpee,” whumper interrupts, voice grim but calm, hands steadying. “Look at me.”

Whumpee does.

Bonus points if he’s kneeling next to his boss.

Bonus bonus points if he’s weaker than his boss so the entire thing of him getting on his knees is just to humiliate him.

It’s… complicated? Like i’ve read a fic that had something like this tangentially. It was a Batcest Angst Evil Bruce, Evil Jason fanfic with noncon.

Carefully pulling on their gloves and snapping the hems with satisfaction.

Picking up weapons and implements and carefully inspecting them with a smirk.

Pushing their hair into place and squaring their shoulders.

Hi yall this isn’t my normal type of content but as an avid reader of fanfiction in this here hellsite i have recently started noticing something called GlimmerFics, I had never heard of this before and reading the description on the OPs post (who i am not going to tag) which read “an interactive choose your own adventure fanfic” i assumed that it would be like the choose your adventure quotev quizzes that i used to read many moons ago. unfortunately i was incorrect as i read through the fic the first red flag popped up for me

would stop the joker inflation in the comic book market and force them to use another character

It's just that both writers and readers straight-up forget about all those successful examples and focus so much on the Joker, the one villain who seems to be doing villain things with the very specific purpose of forcing Batman to break his no-kill rule.

They weren’t even the one who got the worst of it. What is wrong with them, that they’d sit there and relive their friend’s worst moments like that?