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to this day i can't quite explain what it is about the kidnapping/long-term captivity trope that fascinates me. maybe it's just the microcosm of one person having nearly godlike power over your life and struggling to fight back against it, escape from it, and/or be rescued from it. something like that.
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proof of life photos of abducted whumpee and there's just... hints. nothing overt, but hints that something sexual is happening. their pants are undone. not pulled down, not ripped, just undone. there's a strange stain somewhere on their body. there's a sex toy in the background, just a little too close to whumpee's bound body. the gag in their mouth is obviously from a sex store, which... could mean nothing. their shirt is riding up and there's part of a handprint bruise on their hip. there's a hickey or a bite mark on their neck, mostly hidden by their collar. they're not overt, not front and centre. but the hints are there. whumpee's team/friends can put together what's going on.
because captivity isnât just being held in a place itâs so much more. itâs a microcosm of death. you are forcibly removed from the people who love you and the life that you live (by dying or by being trapped somewhere you do not want to be). you become an object (because youâre a corpse or because youâre no longer treated as human). losing all control and having your life being dictated by someone or something else. you donât even have to be physically unable to leave a place. a marriage can be a form of captivity. blackmail is a form of captivity. it is isolation and claustrophobia and stagnation. repeating the same day over and over and over again, unable to create new experiences, like a timeloop, cycles upon cycles.
and the scars. the way that once you get out the only thing you can think is âIâm never going back, ever again.â and it lingers. you can be the safest person in the world and youâll always be scared of going back. youâll do anything to never go back. the worst suffering you choose will always be better than being trapped.
[CW: noncon aftermath, implications of rape]
The team forces their way inside and discovers where Whumpeeâs being held. They're chained to the wall, gagged and blindfolded. Bruised, bleeding, scared, left that way as a warning for their rescuers.
I love one leg chained somewhere. You still have full range of motion, full mobility. But you're not going anywhere.
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leader sits on the floor, knees to their chest as they try to ignore the tapping of sidekick's boots on the floor as they pace the cell.
sidekick stops in front of leader and shouts, "how are you so fucking calm right now!?"
leader tenses as another one of whumpee's screams rings through the echoing hallway. "if they're screaming, they're alive. there's nothing we can do for them right now, but whumper's going to drop them back in here and we need to be ready for it."
Perfectionist whumpees who believe that every second of their day should be productive, and that time spent resting is time wasted.
They're held captive and exhausted from torture, hardly able to see straight, chastising themself for merely fantasizing about freedom instead of working on their escape plan.
They're sprawled out, breathing heavy and trying to get their bearings after the whump. They need to go fetch their first aid kit but they spend a few precious, guilt-ridden minutes bleeding and feeling sorry for themself.
Their first thought when they see whumper is no, please, not now! I have too much to do!
They flit around the house as their bandages grow steadily redder: a ticking time bomb that only further delights the one who hurt them in the first place.
Then, worst of all, they're bound and gagged, growing more anxious with the second as their inability to get anything done gnaws away at their sanity.
The whumper can't help but adore it. They didn't even need to instill this behavior: this is something their whumpee is doing all by themself.
Thinking about the transportation part of kidnapping. The logistics of it: keeping the cargo secure and portable while avoiding detection. Threats? Restraints? Mode of transport?
Shoving whumpee into the trunk of a car. A classic
Whumpee in the middle seat, squeezed between two whumpers
Carrying Whumpee's unconscious body
Carrying Whumpee's conscious and struggling body!
Whumpee and Whumper pressed back to front on a horse, Whumper's arm wrapped around Whumpee's waist
Drugging Whumpee to keep them compliant
On a private jet. No need to restrain Whumpee. Where would they run?
Whumpee going to the agreed upon location themself. They know the consequences if they don't
Whumpee trying not to get carsick. Gags and vomiting make for a terrible combo
Wagon with a built in cage
Poisoning Whumpee and promising the antidote if they cooperate
