He'd be so, so humiliated! Being caged is bad enough, but being made fun of this way is unbearable, and he just wants to disappear, to be alone with his shame. He doesn't strike me as the type to beg unless in extreme circumstances, so he'd have to sleep like that, and the constant rustling and scratching would frustrate him to no end.

He'd go for humiliation more than anything - having Wren at his beck and call, using him as a footstool, pointedly treating him like dirt. He's not big on the kind of torture Daniel enjoys, and he wouldn't want to risk going overboard and hurting Wren too much, so instead he'd put him in stress positions, drug him, find excuses to taze him. It'd be a delightful few days for him and absolutely miserable for Wren.

Glass Day

[Masterlist]

I didn’t manage to finish this piece for the original Glass Day, but @brutal-nemesis Rewind Month motivated me to come back to it, so now, after a year and two months - a totally reasonable amount of time - here’s a new Hell’s Bakery piece.

cw: pet whump, fairy whumpee, child whumpers (nothing too drastic), motherly lady whumper, dehumanization, humiliation, mouth gore (not witnessed by the children), cuts, blood, restraints.

~~~

“I’m not lying! Benji said-”

“Then Benji’s lying!”

“He’s not!”

“But it’s stupid!”

The twins have been bickering since they returned home - their raised voices flooded the apartment with the force of a tsunami when they opened the door, startling Lys. They’re loud, too absorbed in whatever Benji had told Igor to care about the noise they’re making, throwing their backpacks on the floor with enough force that Lys can’t help but worry about the contents. He takes comfort in their quarrel; it means he gets left alone - neither of the twins so much as addressed him after coming home - and he wouldn’t mind it lasting for the rest of the day.

The twins are… unpredictable. He’s terrified of Barb with her unsettlingly warm motherly facade, but her actions seem purposeful, calculated, and she clearly understands that he’s not a pet. That idea she seems to have created specifically for the kids - and it worked wonders.

Birdcage

[Masterlist]

Continued from Proper Introductions.

cw: hero/villain whump, pet whump, defiant winged whumpee, captivity, dehumanization, caged, restraints, threats, forced name change, humiliation, manhandling, mention of strangulation, hand gagging.

~~~

“A bird joke. Isn’t that too original?”

“Couldn’t help myself”, Bradley laughed, draping a large towel around Oscar’s shoulders in an attempt to dry his wings at least a little bit. “Black birds are so serious, but canaries? They’re fun! They’re adorable! They’re… pets.”

Oscar’s stomach sank at that, and he swallowed. Deep down he’d known that was basically what Bradley had made him into when he decided to keep him - a phrase that made him nauseous the first time he heard it - but hearing it said out loud still felt like a punch, a series of punches, each more painful than the last.

“I’m not your pet, and my name is-” His words turned into a sharp mmph! when Bradley covered his mouth with his hand.

“Ah-ah, I know it, but I don’t want to hear it. You’re Canary now. Get used to it.” There was genuine sadistic glee in Bradley’s voice, and yet Oscar felt as if it was the glee of a first-timer, reveling in this unique opportunity to humiliate and threaten.

He had just been given a new toy, after all.

Movie Night

Trope: Blindfolded Fandom: Original Work

[Masterlist]

[blue for requested, red for completed]

Timeline: set after Drowning Sorrows.

Requested by anon, loosely inspired by this (visual, nsfw)

cw: slavery, blindfolds, restraints, humiliation, degradation, swearing, human furniture, creepy/intimate whumper, mention of Stockholm syndrome, self-loathing, very fucky thought processes.

taglist: @faewhump @inky-whump @whole-and-apart-and-between​ @garbagewhump​ @slaintetowhump​ @moose-teeth​ @whatwasmyprevioususername​ @insanitywishes​ @special-spicy-chicken​ @redstainedsocks @luminouswhump @untilthepainstarts @lonesome--hunter @spookyboywhump @ohmywhump @renkocchi

~~~

Berkeley makes the most of his intergalactic retreat, much to Wren’s misery. 

“Rackham, coffee.”

He scowls, but sets his own cup down and goes up to the coffee machine.

“How do you want it?”, he asks through gritted teeth, his entire being screaming at him to resist; his anger is kept at bay by Daniel’s words from earlier that morning - you’re following his orders too, sweetheart - and knowing that Berkeley’s favorite way of dealing with disobedience is through violence.

“Iced, with milk”, he replies, sitting down at the kitchen island. “It’s been so long since I slept so well, damn.”

“Nothing like some fucking torture for a good night’s sleep”, Wren mutters, staring at the coffee splashing on the ice cubes as it slowly fills the glass.