umm…guys

YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

IM, UH, IM—

I AM SO COMPROMISED RIGHT NOW JFC

Let’s also talk about the hilarity of Rogers and Hook trying to do police work together. 

Rogers: You can’t just break and enter and then threaten people. 

Hook: Really? That’s how Dave and Emma do it. 

Rogers: *beleagured sigh*

no one:

literally not a soul:

me: do you ever think about how Rogers not only was feeling the loss of being separated from his daughter, without of course knowing how to explain that feeling, but he was also deprived of his connection to the sea? like the curse made it specific that he never visited the ocean despite having had a strong wish to do so and that made him even more miserable and sometimes i wanna cry for sweet detective muffin ;_;

Ah, Gothel’s curse is so beautiful, because while most of the recipients of it are just, like, different or whatever, but getting on with their lives, whatever, the curse did Hook SO dirty that it had to have been done on purpose.

Granted, he was already separated from Alice before the curse, so their separation IN the curse was a given. But that separation is Gothel’s fault in the first place, so it just adds to the petty shit she’s done to him.

But the sea thing you said. I mean, the sea calms and comforts him. OG Hook said as much, and even Dark Hook found its presence soothing. To deprive him of it entirely is just needlessly cruel.

And the loneliness. I mean, the angst when he explodes with, “Because I don’t have anybody!” is so painful to watch T_T Hook always had a crew. Acquaintances. People around. Friends, even. Rogers was just... so alone.

And she channeled his obsessive need to reunite with Alice into an even more obsessive need to find her, so she could use him to free herself when the time came. She fucking used his pain to benefit herself.

Sorry, I could talk forever about the curse and how it did him wrong.

I mean, I hate it... and I love it. Gothel is just the kind of vindictive villain who literally fucks people over just to do it. And that is SO great from a whump standpoint. I mean, that kind of villain will toy with their victim just to watch him squirm, simply because it amuses them. There’s nowhere you can’t take that kind of dynamic. You can do whatever you want. I love it.

And she’s unconscious or something or very weak and she can’t yet use her magic to find him. 

Then Henry suggests they find Nemo (pun intended) but he’s as hard to locate as Killian, so they’re like, out for both.

Not knowing that, actually, they’ve bumped into each other and now Killian has hidden the Jolly Roger away and is leaning on Nemo for support, and he’s being a perfect Dad and all…

And then idk you go on I didn’t intend it to go so far XD

I approve this sequel! Especially Dad!Nemo

YOU JUST HAD TO POST A NEMO GIF DIDN’T YOU T_T

like I’m not compromised enough already... T_T

@cocohook38

I was going to say “Guess who’s awake??” but THAT is a brutal show of love coming from you while I WAS SLEEPING.

I’m not sure if anyone else is up though… maybe @killian-whump?

I’M HERE!!!!!!!!!!

Curse of Undoings - Part 4

So we have a slightly longer installment this time as these two scenes fit together. Killian’s short reprieve is over and he’s about to face all new torment. The snow globe will also make a brief appearance in this chapter. I really liked the thought of something so pretty being a prison like was presented at the end of S7 so I added my own twist. And now - on to whumping a pirate again…

Tagging my whump-loving cohorts @killian-whump @hookaroo and @castielamigos  For those who’d like to read from the beginning:  Part 1 Part 2  Part 3  Also on AO3 and FF.net  Reminder that this contains graphic portrayal of violence

No stranger  to prison cells throughout his lifetime of piracy, Killian had endured more than his fair share of humiliation and tribulations. He’d been on the receiving end of far more beatings than he cared to count but there was something about the woman he loved dishing out said beating that was weakening his resolve rapidly. He knew her head was filled with lies so it was of little use to fight her. He’d rather suffer the torment than dare raise a hand against his beloved, not that his current restraints allowed for that anyway. He wouldn’t play into the madness either. If she intended to keep him gagged so he couldn’t speak the truth, he would have to find another way.

He now steeled himself for another round of her interrogations as he heard the rattle of a key in the door, bracing as it swung open to reveal the faces of Gideon and his dungeon assistant.

“The Sheriff is ready to continue with your session now,” Gideon announced as he pressed the business end stun gun into Killian’s side as his silent partner released all of the padlocks from their tethering chains. Once their prisoner was free of the chains, the two men each grabbed hold of one of Killian’s arms and dragged him from his cell.

Killian was taken to a different room this time, a little larger than the first torture chamber, but no less intimidating. In the center of the room, instead of rusting chains and iron shackles, there was a slab of rectangular metal positioned vertically. It resembled some type of examination table standing on end, but this one had the addition of metal loops along the sides and bottom and a length of chain at the top. It didn’t take long for Killian to figure out what those fixtures would be used for when he was forcibly spun around and his back was shoved against the freezing cold metal. The shock of the icy metal momentarily soothed the welts on his back, but that would be the extent of any pleasantries with this experience.

Gideon’s hand pressed against the collar ringing Killian’s throat, holding the pirate’s head in place as the collar’s padlock was attached to the short chain atop the metal table. This new tether was so short that Killian could barely raise his head from the table nor could he look down without the collar cutting into the tender skin below his chin or choking himself. He didn’t need to see what his captors were doing to know what was happening though. His hand was yanked to the side and the shackle was attached to one of those steel loops, but then his perspective was drastically changed as the metal slab was pushed backward, jolting to a stop with Killian now laying uncomfortably on his aching back. Staring at the single lightbulb dangling from the ceiling above, he could feel a shackle being attached to his previously unrestrained ankle while hearing the clicks of padlocks securing both legs to the table. Only his stumped arm remained free but it seemed to be of little concern to his captors who clearly believed he was fully restrained and now ready for the next interrogation, although the realization that they’d not removed the gag meant he probably wasn’t expected to do any talking.

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Mmmm. This good. Me like. Yes. Need mooooar.

Aesthetic #27

Desperate screams behind a gag while tears flood down their cheeks.

So yeah, I have this banner thing at the top of my dash that looks like this:

and it leads to the URL: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/queen-mabs-revenge/review

which has all of my flagged posts (OC and reblogs) collated. I don’t think it’s fully rolled out yet, but you can try and sub your own URL and see if it works for you?

Nope... Not working for me yet :( Guess I have to wait :(

Vocivore, Ltd. (5 of ?)

A OUAT WINTER WHUMP FIC

Also on FFN and AO3 (ListerofTardis)

Tagging @ouatwinterwhump​, @killian-whump​, and  @killianjonesownsmyheart1 <3

Present (Tuesday)…

The Tripod. Prostrated before his Master. Broken, drained of spirit, devoid of hope. Wrapped only in that delectable darkness that elevated him above all others. The indisputable favorite. Something about him tasted of long years of despair, endless agonies that spiced their sessions into unparalleled delights. His screams were scarce but exquisite. Always enough from the very start, yet sinfully addictive, sometimes dangerously so. Requiring hours of rest, to the point of lethargy, even vulnerability. Fortunate, that Master could exert such control even in hibernation.

A tentacle trailed through sticky blood, rewarded by a shudder beneath. The caress was thanks, praise for unmatched longevity. Approaching four weeks now, in human terms; double the record of the slave who’d achieved the second-longest lifespan. And this one served nearly every day. Unheard of. Doubtless his hours had blended now into an endless haze of pain. Did he still remember his original purpose? That inconsequential plea, that bargain with no payout?

Balanced on Master’s shoulders, pink pigeons gurgled and fluffed their feathers, undisturbed by the mad scramble made necessary whenever their perch shifted positions. The tentacle stretched further, found a new rent in the flesh, somewhere beneath the deformed limb trying fruitlessly to conceal it. As if it had a mind of its own, the appendage wormed its way into the breach. So warm. So pulpy. The endoskeleton there for the stroking. Tripod’s responding sounds tantalizing but empty. Growing weaker, in fact. Too much?

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I WANT ALL THE CHAPTERS NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW

Vocivore, Ltd. (2 of ?)

A OUAT WINTER WHUMP FIC

Also on FFN and AO3 (ListerofTardis)

Tagging @ouatwinterwhump​ and @killian-whump​ <3

12 weeks ago…

“Got another one for us?”

Sheriff Emma Swan marched into Dr. Whale’s office without waiting for an invitation, her deputy husband hot on her heels. Whale tossed aside the chart he was currently skimming and leaned back with a sigh.

“Afraid so. Just got the autopsy report back; you said to call…”

Emma didn’t bother to take a seat. “Everything the same as last time? The brand, the marks, the… brain thing?”

Whale got up with a weary,

“Yup. I’m assuming you want to take a look?”

“If it’s not too much trouble,” Emma replied dryly.

*****

Down in the morgue, the medical examiner gave the group a rundown of his findings, concluding with the cause of death, which he explained as “brain shriveling.”

“Almost like the moisture slowly evaporated away, like a grape becoming a raisin.”

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JFC THIS IS SO GOOD

I want all of it, like, NOW D:

random Outlaw!Colin bc damn the facial hair

Is that the one where he’s got the long hair? Or is there another one? I’m not seeing any chest hairiffic manips on the Colin tag…

looool @killian-whump I think nonny is talking about the one where he’s got an angry looking canon jutting from his pelvic area

Wait. Wut. Wuuuuuuut.

Who do I have to whump/fuck/ply with baked goods for a link to this?!

psst…just finished my latest piece of fanart and i do believe @hollyethecurious @sherlockianwhovian @killian-whump @killianmesmalls  @cocohook38 @lillpon are going to, how to put this…

LOSE THEIR SHIT.

I can’t contain myself…

ME ME ME ME ME SHOW ME SHOW ME PLEEEEEEEEEASE?!?!

killian-whump replied to your post “@fantasticveganstudent just random images from a google search for…”

Listen ya cheeky git… if I had pics of him like that, the last thing i’d be doing is sharing them LMFAO.

Listen, bitch, if you had pics of him like that, you better be fucking sharing them with me. I mean, fuck everybody else, man, but at least give me the goods.

Meet me on the 4th floor of the parking garage….

I AM ON MY WAY