I don’t believe in DNIs, but this blog’s content is mostly SFW (if violence and gore can be considered safe for work, lmao). The occasional nsfwhump will be tagged as such.
About me: Zipper (they/them), 20s, aro-ace
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My writing tag is #zipwrites. My current-ish projects are The Ol’ Ball and Chain, The New Roux, and On the Wing. Everything I post is some form of rough draft. Some go through more variations than others.
Archive of my writing: thezipperzone.blogspot.com
More about me n’ my blog under the cut!
Likes: lab whump, medical whump, hero and villain whump, dehumanization, kidnapping, captivity, pet whump.
Squicks: nsfw, cannibalism (please don’t ask me about these things)
My archived (unfinished, no longer being updated) whump series are The Animal I’ve Become, The Apprentice, Roux & Ambrose, and Box Bastards.
I usually tag trigger warnings with the “tw” after the content (ex: “blood tw”), or with the word “whump” after it (ex: “medical whump). I trigger tag my writing more than reblogs; you can expect to see/read gore and violence here, though, and if that makes you uncomfortable, feel free to unfollow or block me.
Feel free to send me asks or talk to me about whump stuff! Especially lab whump!
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Love it when characters are taunted and tortured and beaten to within an inch of their life extensively. But then they need to be picked up and cared for by someone so softly. pleeaseee
A group of characters rushing into a beautifully appointed drawing room or parlour with a wounded, bloodied companion supported amongst them, leaving muddy and bloody footprints across immaculate rugs, depositing the injured character on a sumptuously upholstered sofa that is soon discoloured with bloodstains and tearing down swathes of elegant curtains and draperies as the nearest fabric to staunch the bleeding.
I need more living weapons having crazy reflexes. catching shit, adjusting, deflecting, etc without flinching or even seeming to process what is going on. and like, in mundane ways specifically ! catching someone from falling or slipping, deflecting things, etc.
idk I've just been watching a lot of compilations of people having good or weird reflexes and I need to see / hear about this more with living weapons because they probably would have really excellent, if not superhuman, reflexes.
I think there's a lot you can do with it too. is the living weapon surprised ? are they embarrassed ? etc
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I think the prevalence of bad writing advice in the world helped me grow my critical eye from an early age. the thing you have to understand about advice and criticism is that you shouldn't take them like a soldier takes orders. obedience is not a virtue. soldiers shouldn't do that either, nobody should be a soldier, but that's off topic. you have to evaluate whether they are good. you have to criticize the criticism.
I LOVE STORIES!! I LOVE STORIES AND SYMBOLISM AND CHARACTERIZATION AND CONNECTING OVERARCHING THEMES AND WRITING AND MOVIES AND TELEVISION AND MUSIC!!!!
“You,” Team Leader growled when the door opened to the room they had been locked in.
“Funny,” Whumper started, lingering in the doorway. “That was my reaction as well when I saw the security footage of you three sneaking into my facility… Leader.” He nodded at them, looking at all three. “Caretaker,” he said casually, in greeting. Then his eyes whisked over Whumpee and a hungry glint lit up in his eyes. “Whumpee. Back out here already, hm? Looks like you made a full recovery?”
“Looks like your nose did, too,” Whumpee fired back, trying to contain their surprise being face to face with him once again. “Did someone set it for you or did you do that yourself?”
At their first meeting, Whumper had severely underestimated Whumpee. After Whumpee broke his nose, that one-on-one quickly turned to a five-on-one. And yes, their broken bones had taken weeks to heal. But Whumper’s broken pride must have taken way longer, and from the looks of it – the man narrowed his eyes – it still hadn’t healed.
He covered it well with a predatory smile, bearing his teeth.
“Oh, it is good to see you again,” he sighed. A short pause. Then he stepped back. “Come with me.”
The atmosphere shifted at that. Whumpee hesitated and glowered at him.
“Don’t make me come get you.”
Caretaker and Team Leader shifted closer, ready to shield them. But Whumpee kept them away. “It’s okay,” they said. “I’ll be okay.”
They didn’t say anything, keeping their eyes on Whumper, but reluctantly stepped aside to let Whumpee pass.
Caretaker’s hand snapped around their wrist as they walked towards Whumper, but very loosely, letting their hand slide through, giving a light squeeze in reassurance, and he only let go when Whumpee’s middle finger slipped from his fingers.
Whumpee had no illusions that this time it was going to be a fair fight.
But maybe… they could slip away, run off? Or distract him so the others could run.
Those plans were dashed as soon as they stepped through the door.
One of Whumper’s henchmen was leaning casually against the wall, and pushed off as soon as he saw Whumpee step into the hall. Without a word, he blocked their path and closed the ranks, keeping them between him and Whumper.
“Where are we going?” Whumpee asked, as Whumper closed the door to their room—cell.
“Not far.”
And indeed, he only took a few steps to a room just on the other side of the hallway, one door down.
“I still need them to be able to hear you,” he said casually, unlocking the door.
Whumpee paled.
“I’m not going to scream for you,” they growled.
“Yes.” Whumper opened the door and let them walk past him into a dark, empty room. “You will.”
Something tingled over the heavy sensation of fear settling in their chest; something prepping them, for what was to come. It was making them even more antsy. Their fight response? Getting them ready? Better not waste it…
They didn’t wait for Whumper to come at them.
Whumpee launched themself at him. Raised an arm, clenched a fist. But before they could strike, a hand clamped around their wrist, pulling them back, stopping them. That goddamn henchman.
Whumper let out a taunting, triumphant little chuckle, but his laugh quickly shifted to an alarmed “Whoa!” when Whumpee, despite being held back, managed to kick him in the stomach.
Not as hard as they would have liked, but hard enough to make him reconsider his odds in this two on one thing.
They slammed an elbow back at the henchman at throat height, and bucked free before he could pull them in and really trap them.
Unfortunately, that kick was a reminder for Whumper not to underestimate them again, and he too struck before Whumpee could come after him. He closed the distance in a step. Two hands tightened in the front of their shirt. Tilted them off balance—
Their world spun as Whumper slammed them hard against the wall with a loud thud to grab the attention of his audience across the hallway. The grunt it punched out wasn’t enough to satisfy his demands for a scream. Not yet. But he could whittle them down. Daze them with a quick barrage.
The tactic worked. Unable to do more than flail against him, Whumpee crashed against the door again, this time with their head, disorienting them even more.
A brutal backhand crashed against their face. They fell back. Stumbled, barely able to stay on their feet. But something caught them. And they landed hard against Henchman’s chest.
They couldn’t break free from Henchman’s grip this time. And didn’t see the punch coming until it connected hard.
Whumper punched them full in the stomach.
It slammed the air from them in a shocked grunt. No screams. Not yet. And they wouldn’t.
They tried to push Whumper away. Regroup. But he didn’t let up.
He grabbed their arm, twisted it to their back in one fluid movement, spun them around, and slammed them face first against the door.
A sharp pain shot through their shoulder as he twisted their arm further up, taking them by surprise, and they let out a yelp.
“Come on…” Whumper tutted. “You can do better.”
His hand was tight enough on their wrist to make the bones crunch against each other. His other was on their face, thumb bruising their cheekbone and pressing their head against the door, while keeping them in place with his body. They bucked against him, fruitlessly, and he responded by twisting their arm tighter.
Slowly, very slowly, he forced their arm further up.
Whumpee squeezed their eyes shut against the pain. Held back a warbled little cry behind grit teeth.
It slowly build up; from uncomfortable, to concerning, to painful, to unbearab—
“No! N-ghh—Let go!” A strained exhale, closer to a grunt than a yell.
“Almost… keep going.” Spurred on, Whumper pressed up tighter against them.
Whumpee barely registered how he pried their fingers apart until it was too late.
A sharp pain exploded. Their little finger snapped sideways, out of its socket.
And at the same time, he forced their twisted arm up between their shoulder blades in a sharp tug.
Their surprised cry at the sudden sharp pain warped into a scream. Followed by a loud explement.
Immediately, Whumper let go, satisfied. They hoped. Immediate relief washed over them. But Whumper grabbed them forcefully by the shoulders and spun them around, slamming their back against the wall, forcing out another cry.
He got up close with a vicious grin. And covered their mouth with his hand, to their surprise. They panted hard against his palm. He brought a finger to his lips. Then pointed up; behind them.
A muffled banging sounded from outside, across the hallway, accompanied by angry shouting.
“Whumpee?! Whumpee, are you okay?!”
“Whumper you bastard, if you hurt them—"
Fists continued ramming against the door in a frenzied desperation.
“Must be nice, to have your team so concerned about you,” Whumper crooned and removed his hand.
"It is. Not like you would know anything about that," Whumpee spat back.
He sneered a smile. "Let's continue..." He grabbed Whumpee by the front of their shirt and pulled them in close. "You need to know how loved you are."
They teetered and their legs wobbled, pain still zapping through them. But as Whumper let go of them, they struck.
They bit him hard in the wrist.
Whumper roared.
Their cue to bite down even harder and they shook like a rabid dog. To their satisfaction, his howl raised a pitch.
A fist connected hard with their cheekbone and he literally punched them off him.
Whumpee stood, hunched over, breathing hard, but they straightened up a little. They twisted their shoulder, massaged it lightly, testing it. And flashed a smile with bloodied teeth.
Over the panting, they could both clearly hear it.
"Get him, Whumpee!"
"Get his ass!"
The cheers were louder than their concern. Whumpee broke out into a wicked grin.
Whumper looked from his mangled wrist to Whumpee and back. Shock quickly turned to a frenzied rage.
Whumpee spat out a bit of blood. Wiped a thumb over their mouth.
So gross. And definitely life-shortening. Not improving their chances at all. They stood straight, and baited Whumper with a little come-get-me flick of their hand.
… but so worth it.
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Caretaker calling whumpee dear, baby, sugar, sweetie, champ, and anything similar
Like "Stay with me baby. You're doing great, just stay with me."
Parental caretaker guiding/encouraging whumpee with their words
"Hold on to me tight dear."
"I've got you... [Caretaker's] got you."
"It's alright. I'm here... I'm here now"
Caretaker giving whumpee permission to express their pain or cry
Caretaker hugging, holding, or cradling whumpee
"It's okay- It's okay... You did everything right..."
"I'm not going to let anything happen to you."
Caretaker patting whumpee on the back as they embrace
Drying whumpee's face with their sleeve
Lulling a whumpee to sleep. Maybe they're telling a story, humming or singing. Maybe they got whumpee a priceless gift like an white noise machine or music box, and whumpee is listening to it in order to sleep
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i have a question for you all (well, probably more a select few of you, actually). i know the absolute basics about the omegaverse. my question is: should i learn more about it before attempting to write it? and follow-up question: do i have any followers who are willing to answer some other questions for me 👀
It's possible to write omegaverse with the absolute basics, though I personally like to read as many variations of things as possible to pick and choose which I like best when creating something of my own. Which I think is true of most writers of Omegaverse, as I've yet to read any writers who write it exactly the same/with the same worldbuild as another.
That being said, if you want to ask me questions, I'm happy to infodump! I'm not an expert by any means, but I do know at least a decent amount, I think.
alright so this question might be made moot by the whole "everyone does it differently" point, however, my biggest question is:
does gender never matter in omegaverse? because in most of the conversation i see around the genre (and i acknowledge that the written reality might be different), it seems that the alpha/beta/omega system is the in-universe replacement for the male-female binary and other gendered dynamics. like, gender is present but it's not that important, was my understanding.
regardless of your answer i'll probably be throwing that out the window, but i am curious about the answer.
Oh boy oh boy oh boy, I cannot say how much I got so excited to see this question you have, along with your tags, lol. My favorite things to read (not really watch because like, most of the watching stuff is usually the same like, 3 stories told by different people, that I've seen anyway) is when the omegaverse is explored with "gender vs assigned sex vs a/b/o dynamic" and all the intersectionality fun! Especially when you've got things with like purity culture whump thrown in and stuff like that. Oh, so good!
Gonna put this under a cut because I have a feeling it's gonna get long lol
First, this tag here? #Omegaverse worldbuilding? Very good for seeing other's input on Omegaverse stuff. Feel free to browse for anything I maybe forgot or just didn't think about in my ramble here.
So, depending on how you go about it, I guess dynamics can be a replacement, in a way. But more often that I've seen it in my personal reading rabbit holes, it's more like an added characteristic. Like being blonde or being gay or needing glasses.
When gender is present, oh my goodness, it can be so impactful and important depending on how the hierarchy of society is set. Since internalized misogynistic societies are the most common in what I've seen, I'll make a little ranking here from "most valued" to "least valued" (at least in the general populace viewpoint of those worldbuilds).
#1 combo- Alpha males (valuable, the "leaders", the "strongest")
#2 - Beta males (neutral, but men, so they're important)
#3 - Beta females (neutral, not as "valuable" as men, but not an "emotional omega")
#4 - Alpha females (strong, but women and "unnatural")
#5 - Omega females (valuable, vital to reproduction, but emotional and malleable)
#6 - Omega males (disgusting, basically a woman but worse)
Now, take this with a grain of salt because I've seen the rankings change depending on situation and who's involved and all that, but generally that's how it goes when ranked like that for certain stories. Add in if they're trans or gay or anything out of "cis+hetero" and you've got even more fun intersectionality to play with.
Other things that can effect it are how you have things ratio-ed. I've seen it before where Betas make up 1/2 the population, Alphas 1/4, and Omegas the other 1/4. Or you could have it in even 1/3s. Some people even add in other omegaverse dynamics, such as sigmas, but I really don't know as much about those to talk about them (though I know there's a few posts out there explaining additional dynamics).
There's also the consideration of how Betas themselves are seen in your worldbuild. Like, I've seen them ignored as the "neutral" party, the focus going solely to the Omegas+Alphas, the Betas basically just a footnote. And I've also seen where Betas are more fleshed out. They're not just "neutral", they're the negotiators, the compromisers, the ones thinking with a clearer head when the other two are more hormonal.
Of course how much stake you put in traditional gender vs omegaverse dynamics and how their behaviors effect each other is indeed another factor. If you don't put as much stake on gender, then yeah, dynamics can replace them. But if you put them on equal footing? Then it's a whole fun matching and combination game, lol
Feel free to ask more questions if need be! This was so much fun and I mean that so very genuinely. I rarely get to indulge in my omegaverse infodumping, so this was such a pleasure to do. :D
hey do you think. after bailey learns that zipper can just die and get resurrected with all their injuries healed. that he might string them up in the basement and go at them with a baseball bat.
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god it’s so sad living in an allocentric world. There are so many relationships that are so complex and nuanced that are all put under the label of ‘romantic’ and immediately all the intrigue is taken from it. Like don’t you realize that these relations are actually ENHANCED by the fact that they are not romantic or sexual?
