Dehumanising even Nazis and terrorists just removes the obligation and responsibilities we all have to understand how radicalisation into violent extremism happens, how seemingly ordinary people can become convinced that mass murder is a moral course of action.

No one who becomes an extremist thinks of themselves as monstrous, they truly believe that all of their actions have a just reason and if only they could make everyone else understand, everything will be fine.

they will go down hissing and spitting. they have to be restrained because they WILL take out someones eye. when whumpee isnt sedated, whumper ends up covered in scratches from the struggle.

even whumpee's rescuers aren't exempt. whumpee's blind panicked reaction is just as violent. they have no idea where they're being taken but they damn well wont go without a fight. whumpee's rescuer's don't want to tie them up, but they have to or else someone'll end up with a broken nose. it takes weeks before whumpee will even let caretaker get close to them, pressed flat against the wall with the energy of a feral cat, all hackles raised and muscles tensed.

thief whumpee: silver-tongued/ can't keep still/ uses humor as a coping mechanism-> gagged/ stress positions/ a casual whumper whose indifference immobilizes whumpee

royal whumpee: stoic/ proud/ seeks revenge after their imprisonment-> forced to kneel/ public humiliation, dragged around like a trophy, collared, branded etc/ enough scars to look like a constellation on their skin

healer whumpee: kind/ keeps up an image for the sake of others/ skilled in their trade-> pushed to the edge/ others have to take care of them/ hands or fingers so badly damaged they'll never be able to help anyone else again

innocent whumpee: naive/ trusting/ hopeful-> "no one is coming for you"/ left to die/ a whumper who twists whumpee's anger against their friends

bitter whumpee: apathetic/ shrugs off what they've been through/ exhausted-> "I'm fine." followed by collapsing/ vivid flashbacks where they wake up screaming/ refuses to fall asleep after their ordeal

leader whumpee: independent to the point of isolation/ tries to protect everyone/ mentally well-adjusted (mostly)-> set up to fail/ forced to hurt their teammates/ they come back changed, and everyone avoids them

Of being restrained under a desk, with my wrists and ankles bound, bent in half with just my ass and cunt up in the air... and while someone sits at the desk, instead of fucking me or rubbing my throbbing clit, they just... use me as a pen holder.

Just sticking their pens, markers, whatever into my waiting holes. Treating me more like furniture than a person.

Your whumpee has been turned feral/into a living weapon/villains pet.

They're often kept on a leash or kept tethered to a post - always in sight of the Villain who often smiles and pets them on the head. Sometimes they even let the whumpee use cutlery at meal times, and if the missions go particularly well, they're allowed to see a human doctor instead of a vet. The Villain keeps photographs of all their past 'pets', sometimes stating it was a shame to have to "put them down" when they were no longer useful.

However, during a mission, the whumpee realises it's their old team/friends/family the Villain is after, and it takes every single thing in them to break the programming that was every so painfully instilled in them.

As tensions rise, the Villain turns, preparing to set the Whumpee on whoever was getting in their way... only to see the handler unmoving on the ground, and the leash broken.

The whumpee helps from the shadows to assist their old team. They take the blows for them, unlock doors where possible, and keep the guards at bay knowing damn well this insubbordination will be punishable by death, so they give their last bit of allegiance to the team that kept them safe... even if the same team stopped looking for them long ago... (or so they think)

Just… *hits desk repeatedly* so fucking good! Especially in Whump Art. It is just so fucking delicious to me, watching small little Whumpee glare and glance or look up with utter devotion at a person that is just from that scene established as being “above them”.

Whumpee has to be on the floor, they are small, they are angry or scared or docile, and they look up at Whumper, sitting over them, sitting on furniture like a normal human being, maybe smirking down at them, maybe glaring right back, maybe not paying any attention to them.

Okay, Adolf.