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Jason was asking her to choose. Mother or child But how could she?
desperately need more stereotypically noncon whump tropes used in completely nonsexual whump scenes
weeks after being rescued whumpee finds a video of their torture on the darknet with millions of views and sickening comments
whumpee worrying/thinking that whumper is right about that whumpee being high on the pain means whumpee likes what whumper is doing to them
whumpee who is fine otherwise until someone does something relatively mild that whumpee associates with the whump. whumpee getting instant flashbacks and being reduced to a shell of themselves for the time being / pales immediately, not getting out a single word, completely frozen like a deer in headlights
rescued whumpee worrying that everyone who interacts with them secretly harbors the desire to hurt whumpee for their own enjoyment. that no one can see them as human, that everyone sees them as just a punching bag
whumpee who freezes with wide eyes at the slightest sign of violence against them
whumpee who is incredibly embarrassed about what whumper did to them
"it's your fault you look so punchable" / whumper victim blaming whumpee
whumpee being scared caretaker might drop their act and behave like whumper
"Don't believe the narcissism
When everyone projects and expects you to listen to 'em.
Make no mistake, I live in a prison
That I built myself, it is my religion.
And they say that I am the sick boy;
Easy to say, when you don't take the risk, boy.
Welcome to the narcissism
Where we're united under our indifference."
~
-Sick Boy, Chainsmokers
Whumptober No.2
Not even the one with the most walls built was immune to the enemy's will.
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Due to a magical mishap in the lab Viktor ends up de-aged. Little Viktor comes to himself in a place he doesn't recognize, with no clothes and no cane. He is very obviously in Piltover, and there is a very large man calling his name and asking him if he's ok and what he remembers. The poor boy is very frightened, and it doesn't help that they are not speaking in his first language, so he is still having some trouble with words at this age. Jayce, of course, helps the little one up and puts his own shirt on him, which hangs down like a dress, but little Viktor is even more terrified because of the strength in Jayce's arms and the fact that his hand practically covers his entire torso.
Of course, the poor child tries his best to put together how he got here. He understands that he is missing memories, but he doesn't know he's been de-aged, so he is trying to figure out how a crippled child from the undercity ended up in the rich part of Piltover. The feeling of being out of place gets even worse when he finds out that Jayce is a councilor and when he meets Mel, who looks extremely extravagant and is also a councilor. Any and all ideas he can come up with are, of course, bad ones, but there is little good he can figure from his situation. He had never thought of himself as one of the ones to sell their body for food and shelter, much less to big, strong, rich pilties, but he assumes his past self must have had a reason and tries to be good and not make himself sick with his own thoughts.