You Stare At The Box.
You stare at the box.
You bite your lip, fidget your weight between your feet, and blink at the box. You had put the box on the table, but you’re not sure if that’s right – if that’s where it should go. If that’s where you want to do this. The bed would make much more sense; it’d save carrying all the unboxed contents then to the bed. But, as much sense as that makes, something about it just feels way too soon. Because what if – there was a chance you wouldn’t even like what was in the box. And then, dumping all that onto the bed, into your nest, with pre-heat simmering low in your belly – well. The whole reason you even had the box was to help with your heat. The very real possibility of starting off the week with a bad nest kept the box right on the table. Unopened. Still taped up. Discreet, but addressed to you. There was no mistake. The box was yours. Which, of course it was, you’d ordered the damn thing. Clicked on some ad on some website during a moment of weakness, of morbid curiosity. And then, as a joke (you’d told yourself, anyway), gone ahead and filled out the little questionnaire. Some were multiple choice, such as designated second sex, or what your preferred mate would be (which shouldn’t have been as hard as it was to fill out, but you’ve never really given it a whole lot of thought). Were someone ever actually interested in you, like seriously so, you wouldn’t let something like their second sex get in the way of a potential relationship. As it was, you’d selected Alpha, because that was just…natural. Easiest. And then there were the fill-in-the-blanks. Questions about what scents you enjoyed, and which you despised. In the end, it asked about your own scent, which felt a bit weird, considering such a thing shouldn’t matter. You were on a website for a company that supplied care packages to help alleviate the effects of going through a heat or rut alone.
It wasn’t a dating site. You’d triple-checked. Right before saying fuck it, and jumping off the deep-end with a single, damning right-click.
“Maybe the couch…?” You mutter to yourself, one arm curled almost protectively around your middle, propping up the elbow of your other arm, so that you can run a thumb along your bottom lip. In thought, in hesitation, in…anticipation. Whether you liked it or not, you were opening that box. There was no reason not to. Either it would achieve its intended purpose and provide some much deserved relief, considering the last few heats you’ve suffered through, or it’d all just end up in the trash. No big deal. You’ve survived all your other heats with minimal help, surrounded by nothing but your own scent, and maybe a t-shirt or two from those you could consider friends. So…maybe it was just that you kind of, really, wanted it to work. Would be a waste of money, otherwise. “Okay. Okay,” you drop your arms and nod to yourself, determined and courageous. The way your toes wiggle in your socks give away the nerves, though. “Couch it is.” Before you can sike yourself back out, you pick the box up and quickly shuffle on over to the sofa in the space you’d designated as your living room. Technically, it is also the dining room. And the office. And some extra storage space.
The bedroom, at least, is only a bedroom. One of the few little luxuries you manage to afford.
You settle on the middle cushion, criss-cross applesauce, with the box a decent weight in your lap. You give the perimeter a tentative, cursory sniff, but only come back a little surprised at how well sealed the contents are. The only scent coming through thus far is the dull, familiar one of cardboard and packaging tape. And the slight tingle of neutralizer. Slowly, carefully, you start to pick and peel away at the tape. You could have, should have, grabbed a knife, or a pair of scissors, at the very least, but – if you got up to get them now, you might chicken out. So, bitten and blunt fingernails it is, until your fingertips are tacky and the top of the box is free. You don’t mean to, but you hold your breath. Your fingers curl around the lip of the lid, and while they work their way up and under, you sink the point of a fang down into your lip. A vein in your mouth pulses with the quickened beat of your heart. It’s so stupid, to get so worked up over something like this, but then – The lid is off of the box, and dropped down onto the cushion beside you. You still don’t breathe, but you do peer down into the package’s innards. You weren’t exactly sure what to expect other than fabric, so the sight of a striped sock with a kitty paw on it is…surprising, to say the least. Adorable, amusing, and – ah. It’s kind of hard to laugh without breathing, without inhaling, and the scent that smacks you right between the eyes does so with the force of a freight train. It sends a hard shiver from your head all the way down to your toes, and collects saliva on the center of your tongue. Fuck, fuck, holy fuck it’s good. It’s so good. It’s something floral and dark, with a smoothness to it; invigorating, yet all the while relaxing. Enticing in its coziness. You don’t realize you’ve closed your eyes until you’re blinking them back open. The base of your spine itches, and your thighs clench, and - and that sock is bunched up right beneath your nose. That should be gross, and it is, it is, but it could also be worse, because the sock seems clean, just heavily scented. And, it’s not like it doesn’t make sense for a sock to be in there. After all, ankle glands are a thing, and they work just as well as all the other glands. Still, it takes an embarrassing amount of effort to drop the sock, and start to sift through the rest of the contents. There’s a couple of shirts; a dark gray tank top and a low-cut black tee with long sleeves. Then there’s a pair of what could either be sweat pants or pajama pants, covered in…spiders. Itsy, bitsy, black spiders, with yellow eyes, and again, you can’t help but chuckle. Digging a little deeper, you find the other sock, a light gray scarf, and last, but definitely not least, a throw blanket. It keeps with the whole monochrome theme (excluding the socks), a soft gingham slashed through with a bright, baby blue. All in all, not bad. Not bad at all.
The exact opposite of bad, actually. You’re only regret is having not been brave enough to just upturn the entire box onto your bed, because now you have to gather each and every item up in your arms, and make a happy, hasty retreat to your bedroom, which just seems way too far away with the way your body is now thrumming, blood silently screaming to nest, nest, nest! You manage though, because of course you do, and realistically, it’s not a far or hard walk at all.
Though, it is a little bit wet. Slimy and sticky and warm, and only getting warmer, down between your legs. You’re still in pre-heat, so nothing hurts – yet. You have plenty of time to build a nest and enjoy it, before you lose your mind to it all. To the desire, the hunger, the need, the ache; the loneliness, and now…the fantasy. “Thank you, kind, smelly stranger,” you whisper with a little laugh, just as your knees meet the mattress of your bed. There’s a fleeting flicker of guilt; it almost feels wrong to be doing this, using a stranger’s scent to get off for a whole week. But then, you realize, it’s really no different than watching porn. Whatever Alpha stuffed that box full of their belongings had done so willingly. Consentingly. Caringly. So, you let that feeling go as you set about pushing and shoving, folding and tucking, wrinkling and kneading everything into place, items both old and new. In the end, you make a haphazard circle, but the shape doesn’t matter nearly as much as the feel does. The smell.
And it’s only then you realize why that website might ask for your own scent.
You’d left it blank. But, as you slowly sink down into all your hard work with a purr, you can’t deny it. You smell good together. You and this Alpha. So much so that you find yourself nosing even deeper into it, into your own pillow and a stranger’s shirt, nuzzling nose, cheek, neck. Your toes are wiggling again, stretching and flexing, curling in utter delight. When your hands start to move, it’s with minds of their own; one to smooth up under your shirt and along your chest, thumbing around a nipple, while the other slips straight down between slick thighs. Your scent is a bit of an…acquired taste. You don’t smell bad or anything, but depending on who you asked, opinions ranged from ‘household cleaner’ to ‘fancy dessert’. Personally, you always thought you drifted somewhere in the middle, like a lemon drop or something. But here and now? Together, you smell like lemon and vanilla, lavender and coffee – like tiramisu and a latte. You want to bite down on it, lap it up, ‘it’ being the stranger’s neck, an Alpha’s scent gland, your Alpha – at least, the Alpha that had anonymously decided to take care of you for the week. Alas, your pillow will have to suffice. As will your fingers, until too soaked and too frustrated, you will have to trade for a shirt and a toy. There’s no neck, and there’s no knot, but still, still. While picturing a hundred different hot, beautiful ways this Alpha could look, could sound, could touch – call you ‘mine’… It’s, admittedly, the best heat you’ve ever had.
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Danganronpa 2 Monokuma: alright here the motiv for today but there a twist. Usually you allow to kill whoever you like. But this time there a target and if you kill someone other than the target the kill won't count and you will be Executor immediately. And the target is s/o. What the cast reaction to there s/o being the target.
Ooo very interesting :3
Monokuma's Motive - DR2 Cast x Reader
When Monokuma called everyone to Jabberwock Park, everyone knew it wasn't anything good. It had been a bit since the last murder, thanks to you, and Monokuma hadn't been bothering anyone, so everything seemed to be going well.
Until he summoned the entire class to the park out of nowhere.
No one was willing to disobey him, so you all made your way there, where the bear was waiting.
"Gooood morning, my beautiful students! Now, let's get down to business! You know how this game's been going so far; you're usually allowed to kill whoever you want, however you want to do it, right? Well, I have something different planned."
You didn't like the way he said that. You exchange an anxious look with your significant other before turning back to Monokuma.
"This time, the motive I selected has a teeny-tiny bit of a twist. This time, there's a target!"
This had everyone on edge. The target could have been anyone. You and your significant other tightly take hold of each other's hands, waiting for Monokuma to reveal the target.
"And that target... is (Name)!" He shouted, pointing his left paw at you.
All color drained from your face, and your blood turned to ice. The air was filled with an agonizing silence as all heads turned to you. The others gave you looks of sympathy, and looks of fear. Your significant other was horrified.
"(Name) is the target of this brand new motive! They are the only person you are allowed to kill. If you kill anyone else, you will be immediately executed, and there won't be a class trial."
Hajime Hinata
"What?! You can't! You can't make them the target!"
"Sure can, lover boy! It's non-negotiable!"
Hajime was absolutely horrified
Why would he choose you?
Just because you were trying to keep the peace didn't mean you had to die!
But apparently, Monokuma thought otherwise
There is no way Hajime will allow this
He will never let anybody touch you ever again
He becomes a bit more aggressive towards the others and way more protective over you
He doesn't even want you to go near them
It's kind of irritating honestly
But you know that he's doing it out of love, so you suppose you can put up with it for a while
Nagito Komaeda
"Wh-What? Why (Name)? They don't deserve to die..."
Unfortunately, Monokuma didn't think so
You were the one preventing the kills, so he had to get rid of you
Instead of being hyper-focused on keeping you away from the others like Hajime, Nagito is more focused on comforting you
Being the chosen target must be terrifying, of course
So when you're out together, he holds your hand and keeps you close
When you're alone, he holds you close to his chest while he whispers gentle words into your ear
He wants you to feel safe
He feels anxious about you being around the others, but he'll let you hang out with them as long as he's with you
But he watches them like a hawk
Nagito hates seeing you scared, and he'll do whatever it takes to prevent you from dying
Kazuichi Soda
"What?! That's crazy!! Why them?!"
He's more anxious then you are, honestly
The thought of losing you has him near the edge
But he'll pull himself together and try to act strong for you
You're the one being targeted, after all
He acts like a big manly bodyguard and walks all serious and stiff while he follows you around
He's not very threatening, but it did make you laugh
Not exactly what he was going for, but he's glad that he at least helped you take your mind off the situation
Real talk though, if anyone got too close to you, he'll probably throw a wrench at their head
He doesn't want anyone to come near you
There will be some nights where he'll need you to comfort him
He hates living every day in fear of you getting killed
And he'll be there for you to lean on him too
Just be prepared for a very clingy Kazuichi
Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu
"What the hell?! You bastard! You can't do that!!"
Very VERY pissed
How dare that damn bear target you?!
But he breathes in and forces himself to calm down
This is about you, not him
He and Peko both follow you everywhere, giving anyone who looks at you a hard glare
He will never leave you by yourself again
One of them will always be with you
He will not hesitate to threaten someone with a gun when they approach you
Maybe it's not entirely necessary, but there is no changing his mind
Underneath all this though, Fuyuhiko is scared shitless
He hates the thought of you dying
He doesn't want to show it, since again, this is about you, not him
But he'll have to spill his guts eventually, and he'll begrudgingly accept comfort from you once he does
It actually helps him quite a bit
But for the most part, all his focus is on you
Gundham Tanaka
"You fiend! How dare you appoint my beloved companion as the next target of your twisted game?!"
Stressed out and angry at the same time
Whenever you roam around the island, he brings a bear with him
He'll do the most to keep you safe
Like Nagito, he will comfort you when you need it when you're alone
And when you're out?
BEAR.
And the Dark Devas of Destruction hiss at anyone who comes too close
And Gundham will threaten to curse them
Like Kazuichi, he will need some comforting sometimes
From the overall stress of the situation
But he and his bears will protect you, no matter what
Teruteru Hanamura
"Hey now, this is just complete nonsense! Why would you pick (Name) as your next target?!"
Another one who is very stressed and might need some comforting
If you have to go out, he'll stick to you like glue
But most of the time, he'll want the two of you to stay in either of your cottages
He doesn't have any fighting skills, so he just wants to keep you away from everyone as best as he can
He really doesn't want you to leave, but he can't force you
Once again, he'll need some comforting
Even if he doesn't have any fighting skills, he'll go to hell and back for you
Nekomaru Nidai
"WHAT?! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?! I HATE YOU!"
He's loud and passionate on the outside, but on the inside, he's terrified
He hates the idea of losing you
He's around you 24/7, inside or outside
When you're outside, he sticks close to you like a bodyguard
And when you're not outside, he's cuddling with you while you're in one of your cottages
He's not a violent person, but if anyone had any idea of hurting you, he'll bash their skull in
Nekomaru will do anything for you
Even stand between you and Monokuma while he's attacking you
But that's only a worst case scenario
The Impostor
"Absolutely despicable. How dare you choose (Name) as your target? Truly disgusting."
Underneath his snobby, salty exterior, he is incredibly anxious
But he won't let it show
Instead, he'll act as your bodyguard and protect you
He ends up hardening himself and becoming more distant because of the sheer anxiety he's feeling
Soon, he'll break down and spill his feelings
He doesn't feel strong enough to protect you
But a gentle handholding followed by a hug is enough to make these thoughts dissolve
He's still never letting you out of his sight though
The others can eat shit and die, but you're not allowed to leave him
Your leader commands it
Izuru Kamakura
"You disgust me."
His expression darkens and he glares daggers into Monokuma
Honestly, you were more worried about him than you were about your situation
After that, he's quickly dragging you to your cottage
At first, he sort of stands in front of the door, not doing or saying anything
Then he sits down on the bed and pulls you into his lap without saying a word
His silence speaks volumes, though
The way he holds you close to him tells you that he will slaughter anyone who gets too close
He has the talents, and he will get it done
Ain't no way he's letting you out of his sight
If you ask to leave, he'll stand in front of your door and stare you down with no expression
But eventually, he'll begrudgingly let you leave as long as he's with you
He holds your hand and glares at anyone who's nearby as he does so, though
He detests Junko for this, and he'll take care of her once he gets the chance
Chiaki Nanami
"What? Why?"
She's a little shocked
Imagine the surprised pikachu face here
She has no idea what she can do
She expected for Monokuma to choose her as the target, not you
She doesn't have any fighting skills whatsoever, so all she can do is cling onto you while you walk outside together
But whenever she can, she stays in with you and plays video games with you
Another one who will need some comforting
Sometimes she'll cling onto your arm and bury her face into your shoulder, lightly shaking
And you'll pull her into your side and hug her while she grips your shirt
Another thing she worries about is the secret about who she was
It feels like a knot in her stomach
She knows she has to tell you eventually
And she dreads it
Mikan Tsumuki
"Wh-What?! Why?! (Name) d-doesn't d-d-deserve to d-die!!"
She starts bawling right there on the spot
You'll have to lead her back to your cottage and calm her down
Once again, prepare for a clingy gf
Inside or out, she'll cling onto your arm while you walk together
Like several others on this list, she'll need you to comfort her
She tries to be there for you as best as she can, but she really is terrified
She would rather hang out inside with you, but she'll go outside with you if you so desire
Mikan doesn't want to let you go, and she will do whatever she has to in order to keep you with her
Even things she... Might not be proud of
Akane Owari
"That's bullshit! You can't just pick (Name) for no reason!"
"Actually, there is a reason, genius! Your precious little (Name) has been gettin' in my way!"
"SO WHAT?!"
Yeah, she's pissed
After calming her down, she'll start following you everywhere, glaring at anyone who looks at you the wrong way
If anyone dares to approach you, she'll punch their lights out
You'll have to calm her down a lot, and pull her away from a lot of fights
She has an even shorter fuse this time around, and she's more than ready to throw hands
As aggressive as she is, she really is worried about you
And she really doesn't want anything to happen to you
She'll also comfort you when you need it
Alongside glaring at anyone nearby, she holds your hand while she walks with you
Give it a squeeze, and she quickly calms down once she gets angry
She may also enlist Nekomaru's help in keeping you safe, but for the most part, she wants to do the job on her own
The only ones she can truly trust are you and herself
Hiyoko Saionji
"Hey! You jerk! You can't make them the target! You just can't!!"
Then she starts angry-bawling right there on the spot
From then on, she has to be by your side 24/7
She'll cling to you and she'll never let you go
Sometimes she'll make you pick her up and carry her around
She spouts insults at your other classmates, and you have to leave before she says something that might get you killed for real
Under the surface, she's terrified, and will also need to be comforted sometimes
But she'll do the same for you
She never really knows what to say to comfort you, but she shares her candy with you while she clutches onto you, hoping that's enough
Inside or out, she's stuck to you
She's horrified at the thought of losing you
Mahiru Koizumi
"What the hell?! Why would you make them the target?!"
She goes off on Monokuma, but quickly realizes that yelling will get her nowhere
She wants to spend most of her time inside with you, and will try and convince you to stay inside with her
It's safer for you, after all
But when you're out, she holds your hand and gives a dirty look to anyone who might be a threat
Which is pretty much everyone, particularly the guys
She gives comfort to you as well, and it's the only thing she really knows how to do
You can catch her looking down at the ground, sweating a little bit
She is very anxious
Give her hand a squeeze and she'll give you a small smile and calm down a bit
It helps, but she has no idea what she's gonna do about the situation
In the end, however, she'll do whatever she can to keep you safe
Ibuki Mioda
"Huh?! That's bonkers! You can't just go and randomly pick (Name)!"
Oh, it wasn't random
Monokuma deliberately wanted you gone
Her bright and energetic demeanor changes, and she tends to be much quieter and more distant
She tries to keep up her energy for you, but it feels way too forced
She mostly tries to distract herself from the situation, and comes up with fun things for you to do together
She also clings onto you while you're out together, and even more when you're inside
She really doesn't want you to leave the inside, and she clings onto you like a koala while trying to convince you to stay
"Don't go, (Name)! We can have fun here!"
But if you need to get some fresh air or stretch your legs, she'll let you leave as long as she can join you
She's terrified of the future, but she tries not to think about it too much
Sonia Nevermind
"What?! Why (Name)?! Oh... God damn you, bear!"
She's angry at first, but it doesn't last long
Her anger is replaced by complete and utter fear
When you go back to your cottage, she jumps on you and hugs you
She starts having a panic attack right there
You calm her down and assure her you'll be all right
Then you lead her inside the cottage and cuddle with her
Now whenever you go outside together, she'll link arms with you and keep an eye on anyone nearby
Kazuichi's probably gonna be the one to kill you-
She is very anxious about the situation, and she dreads what might happen in the future
She doesn't want to doubt her friends, but she may not have a choice
Peko Pekoyama
"Truly despicable. How dare you paint a target on my young master's back?"
She's angry and anxious, but she doesn't want to show it
She wants to be strong for you
Any time you guys are out, she keeps one hand on her sword
She is fully prepared to slice someone's head open
She prefers to stay inside your cottage with you though
Whenever you need some support, she'll give you some cuddles
And she might need some too
She doesn't want to appear weak, so she doesn't talk about her worries at first
But once she does, she'll accept comfort from you
She might be a little stiff sometimes, but it's only because she's concerned about you
She'll do anything to protect her young master, even if it means committing a murder herself
well, that was close! it would be awkward if there suddenly was a third body as well. yes I remember he only kills girls but I don't care, whatever.
The Captain when Mark's acting up:
“Sitting in this room playing Russian Roulette. Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet.”
AISA Update
okay, so it's been a while since i've mentioned anything about the sequel to AISA. and it promise it's not on purpose. anyone who followed me because of my In Space With Markiplier fic, i do have an update.
it's longer than i thought it'd be. in total, it's about 12k words and i'm not even halfway done with it. so i've decided that i am going to be splitting it into parts. three parts in total.
there wasn't even supposed to be a sequel, and here i am.
i might post a sneak peak on my ao3 soon, but i feel like i'm almost done with part one, so i might wait.
Parallel Lines
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I do wonder sometimes, if neither of them had become 'Brothers', how they might have fared better. . .
Taka, obviously, would not have been as vulnerable to Celeste's machinations had he not been mourning his Kyoudai. . .
But Mondo? Perhaps without the boon of his new hard won friendship with Taka, he might not have had the confidence to agree so soon to help with Chihiro's training. Deeply unsettled and antsy, newly preoccupied that his worst secret will be revealed, he may have stalled just long enough to have avoided that tragedy.
Did their bond become their millstone?
"dont die" is my favorite thing to tell people when they say theyre gonna go do something. going to the store? dont die. going to the bathroom? don't die. going to Mars? don't die. going to write an email? don't die. driving to the gas station? don't die. it fits every situation except for maybe a funeral visitation because then i think thatd be a little bit rude
There's this added layer of sadness to the Sole Survivor that I've never seen anyone talk about, and that's the fact you as the protagonist haven't just been stripped of your identity not just in a metaphorical sense, but a very literal one as well. Despite being frozen for 210 years, the world before would still be fresh in your mind.
Imagine walking down into The Third Rail for the first time to hear the angelic singing of Magnolia echoing throughout the establishment, and as you turn the corner to see her performing in the spotlight, your expression immediately changes as you realize... that's your dress she's wearing.
You're in Diamond City and head over to the office to talk to Mayor McDonough about asking permission to check out Kellogg's house, and when you're talking to Geneva at the front desk you notice she's wearing your mother's necklace. Or worse, you bump into Ann Codman and she's the one wearing it, and you barely get a chance to get a second glimpse at it before she huffily walks away.
You see old memories of yours for sale that you can't buy back because you don't have the money, finding belongings of yours in the most unlikely of places. Things of yours owned by people who can't be convinced that those items are still yours to you, because they can't believe you're really from all those years ago so they mock you instead.
Seeing old photos of you happy from your life before, being placed among photos of other people in buildings being used as some kind of decoration. A bitter realization and a constant reminder that you, the things you use to associate with and the people you use to associate with really are just relics of the past.
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