#✯ ✧ ✧ future verse. ☾ ✞ ☽

[revclver-jesus]

@amalaverse || plotted starter.

✞  ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ The return to city life... after his pilgrimage to practically the boondocks felt somehow like a bittersweet normalcy. It was a strange thought, that perhaps he enjoyed the quiet and dead nature of a smaller, more rusting and decaying town. But fate has dragged him straight back to the opposite-- all the way to Tokyo. Perhaps it was a matter of time before rumors of strange occurrences happened here, in all of Japan. And my, how the crowds have grown, even with all his congregations being invite only. He imagined it a touch bizarre to his followers... his choice of "touring" must have seemed random and sporadic. Good. They seem to adore things they struggle to understand-- the void gives them room to fill in their own fantasies.

There were slight signs of the prophet's true temperament, if you knew to look for them. He seemed to effortless endure the crowds, and he spoke without hesitation or stutter, even when questioned, all with an even and 'enlightened' tone. And yet, the moment he turned to leave them, he was quick to disappear, to be alone again. Any allies the prophet used to be known to keep the company of... they're forgotten, now. Dust. He does not keep company, not anymore, not often. Most never follow him as he leaves simply because they don't understand how he exits the event. By jumping roof tops, of course. However... it seems some young lamb has actually caught him before he leapt away. Very unusual.

The hood of his pure white cloak was pulled up, though his pale waterfall of hair poured out of it. ( still never cuts it, after all these years! ) He pulls it back down to look at them with gilded eyes-- eyes that pierce and immediately sense something unique within them, though this sixth sense of his never did give specifics. But as his curled lips part he says very little. ❝ ... Hello there. ❞

[revclver-jesus]

✞  ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ He heard rumors... but to see them in the flesh...

They may have seen the crack widen in his sanity for the briefest moment, as his otherwise resting expression showed nothing he was thinking, but suddenly his only response is just to... laugh.

It's a quiet laugh, almost to himself, as he pinches his often aching brow now feeling painless from some rush of cosmic euphoria that clearly tickled him quite a bit. He's not going to bother asking how or why-- after all he's seen, anything is possible... Finally he speaks. " Bounded-- chained by fate...I will just... never be rid of you, will I? "

He throws his head back, and with it tosses from his eyes the mop of silver locks, hair that has gotten only longer the more it's been left uncut. He's sitting, perched up in some location people aren't meant to sit, like the alley cat he's always been. Little has changed it seems, even his face looks barely older-- perhaps only slightly worsened dark rings under his eyes. But he always did look close to death as it was. " Welcome to May 15th, 2016, hero. " He smiles with all his teeth, and it would be such a bright and charming smile, if it didn't have so much unrestrained spite.

" Since your gallant battle efforts, the world has tried to end itself approximately... oh... three times? That is-- that of which I've been personally privy to. It might be even more. Isn't that delightful? "

Recalling of past events well despite what seemed like a long sleep for him till seeing a face he didn't expect to see after returning and giving that slow blink at the man, "Here I thought you may have died but... I guess fate is twisted in some weird way." emotionless when talking like that but the subtle notes of his posture said otherwise when rigid out of being wary due to the past, "Death does some weird things to a person that much can be said, hnn... what year and day is it now even...?" sounding a tad lost but then again the concept of time be lost on him when stuck in the Sea of Souls for a period of time until released from being a seal to a door really.

Odd that the Wildcard would be staring over at someone who he fought when climbing Tartarus at one point before his death but then again things may be different but who knew, especially when Orpheus was humming within his mind as if trying to assess the situation if it be good or bad right now but one couldn't tell yet. (starter for @revclver-jesus)

[firstwcman]

𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙𝖜𝖈𝖒𝖆𝖓 / firstwcman; a somewhat divergent & personal portrayal of Lilith Morningstar from Hazbin Hotel, woven with pieces of mythology and headcanons, written by Red.

𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘 / expectations; this blog will feature dark and sexual content, seeing as the setting itself is placed in Hell and Lilith is a highly sensual character. there will also be mentions and discussions of child loss, miscarriages, and the grief of difficult conception as this is a core part of Lilith's character. muns below the age of 21 will be blocked on sight. you're pushing it at 20 lmao.

𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌 / blog; this blog is somewhat private & mutuals only (opens are free game, however). original characters are very welcome, and I am crossover friendly to an extent. please read Lilith's about before interacting. this blog does not tag trigger warnings.

activity: very low for grieving.

𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 / about.

𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘 / rules.

𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖘 / verses.

𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖙𝖘 / credits.

𝖒𝖚𝖓 / mun.

𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖔 / promo.

𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖘 / opens.

𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖙𝖘 / prompts.

𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑 / permanent starter call.

𝖑𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖍'𝖘 𝖜𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖊𝖝𝖙 / lilith's wall of text.

𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖗𝖙 / pinned art by hinsou.

𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖋𝖞 𝖆𝖗𝖙 / spotify art by hellpple_hz.

lilith icon by ChandlLucky.

𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌 𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖑 / blog roll;

@gctchell - my hellaverse multimuse where this lovely lady was moved from.

@dustedlilac - my take on vaggie which dates back to 2018, very canon divergent.

@crimsonfacets - my general multimuse, comprised almost entirely of animated characters.

@krupnick - my jessica rabbit who is on a long hiatus at the moment.

@faircanopus - my elizabeth m. from black butler / kuroshitsuji.

@wolfofwinchester - my take on claudia p. from black butler / kuroshitsuji, heavily canon divergent.

upcoming events;

all is quiet on the circus front..

Divergence notices;

I play with both version ideas of God creating Lilith and Adam as well as the Angels. I can swap easily depending on my partner's preference, though to keep with canon, I'll default to the Angels for casual. My portrayal was made 1/30/2024. The beach scene is not my lore, nor is this vague deal made with Adam. If I like it in the future, I might play with it, but for now I'm just doing my own thing. I've had this woman for a year prior in private and am going with some of the things I have worked into her from behind the scenes to mix with canon as much as I am comfortable with. As my default, Lilith and Lucifer are not actually separated in my portrayal. Hell could certainly think so, and Charlie could definitely think that they have some issues going on, i.e, the last time she saw them together, it was in disagreement over the Sinners and the Extermination, the one thing that Lilith and Lucifer collide on as they exist at polar opposite points on the spectrum in their personal regards. If separation is something that you as my rp partner would like to play with, please discuss it with me first! As stated in my rules, I personally do not accept the sexual innuendo involving the apple. I have been playing the marriage as monogamous and do not have interest in playing with an open relationship/marriage concept.

[idolsgf]

☽ unusual oc associations ☾

i was tagged by @demandthedoodles a few days ago to do these, thank you!! <33 these are so interesting and it was very fun to think of things you don't normally think about. this one's just gonna be for mori'na so as to not have a super long post but i might have separate ones at some point in the future for faye & ashari as always, keeping this an open tag

mori'na

Seasoning: thyme; minty, earthy, with just a hint of sweet in the back note

Weather: you know that certain late spring weather where it's just the perfect warmth with a slight breeze but there's that slight scent of petrichor from a storm growing in the distance? yeah, that weather

Colour: dark moss green

Sky: it's that mid point between early morning in late, where it's mostly blue but still has that hint of pinks and oranges from the sunrise, but the faint gray clouds rolling in from the distance (as indicated before, the oncoming storm)

Magic power: freeze time, all she wants is to take a nap

House plant: i'm not that well versed in house plants because my cats won't let me live in peace, but i'm gonna go with pothos

Weapon: bow and arrow; her life, her beloved. has been a struggle to adjust to not using after losing her arm

Subject: botany or anthropology (elfy version tho)

Social media: pinterest is probably the only one she looks at personally, all the rest is managed by josie and only to keep up the inquisitor image

Make-up product: a slight lip tint is all she has on, all natural face babyy

Candy: werther's original caramel

Fear: losing all sense of herself

Ice cube shape: small crunchy cubes, the best kind

Method of long distance travel: her own two feet, they feel no pain

Art style: post-impressionism

Mythological creature: pixie

Piece of stationery: washi tape

3 emojis: 🏹🌿🍻

Celestial body: a comet, born out of the forgotten leftovers of everything else yet still burns bright

[lilitophidian]

𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚆𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚆𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚕 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸'𝚖 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙽𝚘, 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ 𓄚 ⛧ 𓆙⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

MAIN VERSE . 1

THE PARALLEL

The parallels keep the red thread strong.

We pick and choose what we desire the best from people. The initial lines instill fear of abandonment, so we seek sanctuary in producing something like but better: the entwinement of Victor Frankenstein's monster when you take the unsharpened soul as a child and mold it into the right shape. This one will never abandon you, will never question, will never break any rules, and will offer you the illusion of permanence. Even if you never realized the first part of your bounds were never untied and remained in the creation of another. YOU ARE THE PERFECT FORM TO FILL THE VOID IN HEART.

❝ There is love in me the likes of which you've never seen. There is rage in me, the likes of which should never escape. If I am not satisfied with one, I will indulge the other. ❞

She— Obsession is unhinged in many as she can not lose her grip on control. The future will not be real so foretold. Madness, absolute madness. If she could eat you and keep you inside, she would do so until death do her part. Another thread in alternate temporal in which blood is exchanged throughout kills. A jazz-influenced music collaboration. In genuine reality, the slate is undisturbed, as if it were a snow globe on a shelf. Beautiful to look at. Once, predator vs. predator became a bouquet of dead flowers used to adorn funerals in the Union.

@outofradios

[theprincessofthenight]

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[jangmi-latte]

Malleus , but he is dragon so he is kinda possessive but imagine in omega verse he would be like " if i can i want to mark all over your body so people would know you are mine "

☾︎ 9:28 𝐏𝐌 ☽︎ 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎..

𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚊

warnings: slight to suggestive/implied nsfw!!! possessive malleus, marking, and yuh...geez,,,, this gonna be a lot of lizard alpha...and i'm complaining 🙄🙄 /j

your sweet scent was addicting.

and you're not even mated yet.

to think even the future king of the valley of thorns would court you. another powerful alpha within night raven college that's feared and respected by many. when he would walk down the hallway, his scent would immediately be engulfed by alpha, betas, and omegas. it was very masculine and held something musky, like there's some spice to his dark scent.

it would make omegas weak and desperate to just whiff it in. yet he paid no heed and would ignore the stares he would get from others. no one would even dare come near him.

yet as weeks would go by, they would whiff an omega's sweet scent having been tainted by his scent. a mix of sweet and spicy, that was it smelled like.

you, the omega with a sweet, flowery, pheromone, is tainted by malleus' musky scent.

due to the conservative fashion of the uniform, they wouldn't even know if you were ALREADY claimed. you smell like it, though it's not strong to ward off other alphas that wanted you.

you weren't.

but malleus wanted to test the limits before he would officially offer to mark you. so, imagine the terrifying strength of his scent when he saw another alpha pinning on you. he could smell your distressed scent. even when you told the alpha you were already being courted, he wouldn't stop.

malleus had to step in. the utter audacity to touch HIS omega when he clearly littered his scent all over your whole being.

oh fuck, imagine if you weren't able to calm him down with your pheromones. the strong rumbling of thunder was enough to scare the other students. let alone the other alpha that overstepped his boundaries.

malleus was having warning signs of being in a rut too. a week of an alpha going through sexual frustration — let alone an alpha with no mate.

lilia was about to step in but an alpha having to calm down another alpha wouldn't work. that's the omega's job — yours.

and now you were dragged back to malleus' bedroom with your alpha emitting nothing but anger and frustration. you could smell it. it was addictingly strong, you nearly purred.

"mal—"

"quiet omega."

you know he's not mad at you, that's the alpha in him talking. instead of cowering, your knees weakened and goosebumps littered your arms. silver and sebek couldn't even speak to their master.

ah, fuck you're left with him alright.

once you arrived to his bedroom, he slammed the door loudly and, with just his gaze — eyes narrowed and his pupils in slits — you whimpered timidly and obediently sat on his bed.

you knew his intentions ever since he started scenting you. it was just you, an omega, waiting for him to make his move. how lucky are you to even have the prince nearly in a rut and is being moody.

malleus approached you, every step he took felt like minutes. your smaller frame staring up at his dominating form — his lips are in a scowl and all you can inhale is him. anger, lust, frustration — it's everywhere. slick was starting to drip in between your legs are you rubbed your thighs together.

"bare your neck," he ordered, authority and power boomed his presence. submissively obeying, you tilted your head back and whined. your hands crawled up to grip on his arms when he pushed you down. hovering above you, he bared his fangs.

"alpha..." you panted. omegas could trigger a rut to alphas, yet the effect is stronger to omegas if the alpha is in a rut.

malleus might've had his rut sooner than expected.

burying his face on the juncture of your neck and shoulder, he inhaled deeply. moaning at your sickening sweet scent, calming his nerves but not his rut. he grabbed your jaw, making you face him eye-to-eye.

you were already panting, eyes hazy as you can feel the effect he had on you. "starting from this day on," he began, his voice deep and stern.

"you're mine."

"yes mal..." you whined.

"address me properly, omega."

"yes alpha."

that broke malleus' facade and sunk his teeth into your neck. you let out a cry of pain and pleasure as you arched your back, pressing your chest to his while your knees dug to his sides.

the metallic taste of your blood and skin landing on malleus' tongue marked the bond between the both of you. co-dependent on each other and being able to sense your emotion and needs. that's both your jobs as mates now.

though it wasn't time yet, you are the destined omega to give him an offspring.

his queen.

"alpha," you called, obviously in a state of a heat, "it's so hot..." you whined and tugged in his uniform.

"patience omega." though he has none himself.

he could feel your whole being now. he needs you. one mark is not enough, he wants to mark you everywhere. bite you, breed you, taste you — he was going to get out of control.

"mal...!" you begged, scent nearly the same strength as his. at this point, if someone were to open the door, the whole dorm would smell the both of you.

he growled, fingers tearing off your uniform in utter desperation to feel your burning skin on his. it made you shiver and tug his coat off. up until...

"hands off."

ah, yes.

you couldn't walk properly at the end of the week...

© 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐦𝐢-𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞 2021.

[vinniekpop]

✨💫Masterlist💫✨

Hello! I’m Vinnie. Welcome to my Kpop Writing Tumblr. Focus is mostly on ATEEZ at the moment, but I’ll be writing for other groups in the near future. There is definitely heavy 18+ fic content beyond the break so be advised.

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SEONGJOONG:

Title: Take Me Home

Rating: Explicit

Side Relationships: Jung Wooyoung/Choi San, Song Mingi/Jeong Yunho, Choi Jongho/Kang Yeosang

Format: One-Shot

WC: 12,358 (Completed)

Summary:

Somebody, take me home I don't wanna be alone anymore That place of my dreams Somebody, take me there...

Tags: One Night Stands, Pining, Strangers to Lovers, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Light Bondage, Lingerie, Collars, Alcohol, Mild Breathplay, Semi-Public Sex (this tag is for woosan), Hongjoong Has Tattoos, Nipple Piercings (he has those too lmao)            

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Title: Charnel

Rating: Mature

Side Relationships: Kang Yeosang/Jung Wooyoung

Format: Chaptered

WC: 16,760 (WIP/Hiatus)

Summary: Surgical Intern Kim Hongjoong, for the first time in his life, is living on his own. At twenty-six, this might seem like something that's been long over due... and Hongjoong couldn't agree more. He's managed to find a place close to work, family, and friends. Where he can finally have his dog, even. So what if his landlord, the mysterious Park Seonghwa, has forbidden him from ever going into the basement? He has a whole house all to himself! It's only after he starts having vivid hallucinations and finds himself inexplicably drawn to the locked basement door that he begins to worry.

Tags: Mystery, Horror, Psychological Horror, Thriller, Alternate Universe - Medical, Alternate Universe - Supernatural Elements, Psychic Abilities, Ghosts, Haunting, Unsolved Murder, Possession (Demonic and/or Spiritual), Medical Jargon, Medical Procedures, Witchcraft, Paganism, Losing Time, Gaps In Someone's Memory, Discussions of Mental Illness/Anxiety, Eventual Romance, Eventual Smut, No Major Character Death, Background Relationship: Yeosang/Wooyoung, They're Medical Students Y'all, No dogs were harmed in the writing of this fic, Hongjoong & Yeosang's Gay Moms, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

A/N: This fic is currently on hiatus while I focus on other commitments but it is not abandoned ♥

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JJONGWOO:

Title: Phobos

Rating: Explicit

Side Relationships: Choi San/Kang Yeosang

Format: Chaptered

WC: 27,048

Summary: Jongho didn’t remember who he was before he died. Or even if he had died. He supposed he had to have died, or had to have been very near death, to agree to the pact that made him what he was. Part of the deal was forgetting everything about yourself, but what did it matter if you forgot? As long as you continued to live.

Tags: Alternate Universe - Supernatural Elements, Witch!Jongho, Banshee!Wooyoung, Demon!San, Demon!Yeosang, Major Character Death - Temporary, techincally wooyoung is a banshee so he's already dead but his death is depicted on screen in a flashback, Immortal!Jongho, Illusions, Fear, Jongho is a bit of a morally grey character, the witches in this verse live off of fear, Dark Magic, Horror, Body Horror (some injuries that heal magically in a fairly gruesome way and of course Wooyoung is a banshee), Psychological Horror, Water Wraith!Wooyoung (oh look he has two tags what's that about), Abusive Relationships, Angst, Blood and Injury, Memory Loss, Banshees, Witches, Immortality, Demons, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Motorcycle Accident/Crash, Drowning, Spiders, Someone Falls Off A Bridge, Thunder and Lightning, Birds, Lots Of Wandering Lost In The Woods, idk if thats a phobia/trigger for some people but better safe than sorry, and then at the end!! Fluff and Smut, Love Confessions, and finally a Happy Ending :)

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Title: Scream

Rating: Mature

Side Relationships: None (maybe a few are implied if you squint but :D)

Format: Chaptered

WC: 24,500 (Completed)

Summary: The boy laughed and threw an arm around Jongho’s shoulders like they’d known each other for years.“I’m Jung Wooyoung and I just saved your life.”“He wasn’t going to kill me.” Jongho rolled his eyes.“It’s a metaphor.”“A metaphor for what?”“Our relationship.”“We don’t have a relationship. I don’t even know you.”“Well let’s open that door and then you can buy me lunch.”

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When Jongho was fifteen years old, he’d wanted nothing more than to grow up to become a Pro Hero. Somewhere along the line he lost sight of that dream, and he lost sight of Jung Wooyoung, too.

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I wanna live, I wanna be right now I wanna scream 'til my lungs give out Oh, this is what it means to be alive

Tags: Alternate Universe - Quirks (My Hero Academia), Alternate Universe - Superheroes/Superpowers, Superpowers, Genre Typical Violence, Blood and Injury, Set In The Same Universe As BNHA Just Takes Place in South Korea, Friends to Lovers to Strangers, We Used to Date But Then Things Got Complicated™, Angst with a Happy Ending, Minor Character Death, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Ethics & Politics of a Superhuman Worlds as like....a genre lmao, Forgiveness & Self-Discovery            

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OT8 Polyteez:

Grow Up, Go Faster is an Alternate Universe - Canon Divergent series that explores the polyamorous relationship between the eight members of ATEEZ as they navigate being in a non-standard relationship alongside being idols, as well as exploring the ins-&-outs of BDSM. The series also heavily features the platonic BDSM relationship between San and his sub, Yeonjun (TXT), and Yeonjun’s relationship with his own boyfriend & bandmate, Soobin.

Grow Up, Go Faster is set up in a series of one-shots, however they are not meant to be stand alone. While you may read them out of order if you wish, there are definitely plot points that carry over from previous works in the series, so you might be confused. ♥

Part One:

Title: Sugar, Sweat, Sex, Spice

Rating: Explicit

Relationship Focus: Choi Soobin/Choi Yeonjun, Choi Yeonjun/Jung Wooyoung, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung, Choi Yeonjun/Choi San, Choi Yeonjun/Jung Wooyoung/Choi San      

Format: One-Shot

WC: 14,243 (Completed)

Summary: “I had something else in mind.” Wooyoung paused and then said, “I think it’s time you got a bit more acquainted with San.”

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It was like an itch he couldn’t scratch. They never had enough time together, they always had to rush, and Soobin… he was too sweet. Yeonjun didn’t know how to tell the other boy that he needed him to be mean to him. Pull his hair, bite him, shove him around, push and pull him until he got Yeonjun exactly how he wanted him and then fuck him until he felt like he couldn’t breathe. He didn’t even know if Soobin… could do that. Soobin was kind. He went out of his way to make sure Yeonjun was comfortable. Soobin made love, he didn’t fuck. And what Yeonjun needed sometimes was to fuck. Sometimes it was the only thing he could think about, the only thing that seemed like it would chase away the tension screaming in his muscles and in his head. He wanted someone to make him forget his own name.

Tags: PWP, Porn with Feelings, Open Relationships, Polyamory, Kink Negotiation, Light Dom/sub Dynamics, Mild Angst, Rough Oral Sex, Threesome - M/M/M, Mild Impact Play, Mild Face Slapping, Overstimulation, Hair Pulling, Biting (but just one bite lol), Bruising, Marking Kink, Dry Orgasm, Subspace, Aftercare

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Part Two:

Title: Nobody Loves You (More Than Me Baby)

Rating: Explicit

Relationship Focus: Jung Wooyoung/Park Seonghwa, Choi Yeonjun/Jung Wooyoung, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung, Choi Soobin/Choi Yeonjun, Choi Yeonjun/Jung Wooyoung/Choi San, Choi Yeonjun/Choi San              

Format: One-Shot

WC: 13,267 (Completed)

Summary: Seonghwa never thought he’d have room enough in his heart for so many people. Sometimes it hurt, the way the members pushed and shoved at the walls of his chest, burrowing in and making homes for themselves. Putting down roots that Seonghwa knew he’d never be able to dig up.

He didn’t know how Wooyoung had any more room in his heart, but then Wooyoung had always had a bigger heart than most… and maybe Choi Yeonjun had been there long before any of them.

Wooyoung glanced up at Seonghwa nervously, “Maybe I was a little bit afraid that if I told anyone… you’d ask me to-to, I dunno, stop being friends with Yeonjun-”

“Wooyoung, I really can’t believe you would ever think such a thing.”

“Isn’t that normal, though? When you fall in love with someone else, your partner is supposed to want you to stop hanging around with them?”

“Normal?” Seonghwa repeated, the corner of his mouth twisting up in disbelief. “Wooyoung-ah, I don’t know where you’ve been the past few years but we’re pretty far from normal in this household.”

Tags: PWP, Porn with Feelings, Open Relationships, Polyamory, Polyamory Negotiations, Light Dom/sub Dynamics, Mild Angst, Unrequited Crush, Wooyoung's Old Feelings For Yeonjun Become A Problem, Hand Jobs, Possessive Sex, Slight Exhibitionism Kink, Control Kink, Intercrural Sex, Return Of The Biting Kink (Still Just One Bite), Marking Kink, Come Marking, Mild Degradation Kink, Seonghwa Talks To Wooyoung A Bit Mean But It's Done With Love (Also Wooyoung Likes It), Non-Romantic Dom/sub Dynamics

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Part Three:

Title: I’m On My Knees, Freeze..

Rating: Explicit

Relationship Focus: Choi Yeonjun/Choi San, Choi Yeonjun/Jung Wooyoung, Choi Soobin/Choi Yeonjun, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung, Choi Yeonjun/Jung Wooyoung/Choi San              

Format: One-Shot

WC: 10,637 (Completed)

Summary: “Yeonjun-ah,” San said, his voice sounded graveled and rough. “Do you want to try something new tonight? Could you handle that?”

Yeonjun looked up and met San’s steady gaze.

“Yeah, sure. Wh-what did you have in mind?”

San licked his lips, his fingers flexing around Yeonjun’s wrists. “What if I tied you up?”

And, oh, Yeonjun really couldn’t be blamed for the full-body shudder he gave at that. He nodded, his mouth gone so dry he could hardly speak.

“Yes?” San confirmed, “You like the sound of that?”

Tags: PWP, Porn with Feelings, Open Relationships, Polyamory, Polyamory Negotiations, Platonic BDSM, Light Dom/sub Dynamics, Light Bondage, Rope Bondage, Rough Oral Sex, Mild Exhibitionism Kink, Biting (More Than One Bite This Time), Mild Degradation Kink, Non-Romantic Dom/sub Dynamics, Hair Pulling, Consent & Boundaries Talks, Kink Negotiation, Mild Safeword Usage, Bruising, Marking Kink, Mild Angst, But San Is A Sweetheart So Like He TAKES CARE OF THAT REAL QUICK

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Part Four:

Title: breathe out and exhale like

Rating: Explicit

Relationship Focus: Choi Soobin/Choi Yeonjun, Choi Yeonjun/Choi San

Format: One-Shot

WC: 11,683 (Completed)

Summary: “Do you think I could get away with kissing you right now?” Yeonjun whispered, chin tilted up so that their lips just barely brushed together. “God, I wanna kiss you...”

Tags: PWP, Porn with Feelings, Open Relationships, Kink Exploration, Light Dom/sub, Oral Sex, Rimming, Biting, Marking, Modesty Kink, But Like ??? Not That, Inspired By The Hip Cutouts on Yeonjun's Jeans in the Blue Hour MV, This is also ridiculouly sweet like ??? they're in love, Platonic BDSM, Non-Romantic Dom/sub Dynamics, Semi-Public Sex, Canon Compliant, Idolverse, Established Relationship, just a dash of Domestic Fluff, Yeonjun's Slightly Racy Yet Work Appropriate Undergarments           

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Part Five:

Title: You Make My Heart Shake (Bend and Break)

Rating: Explicit

Relationship Focus: Choi San/Kang Yeosang, Choi San/Jeong Yunho, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung/Kang Yeosang        

Format: One-Shot

WC: 17,360 (Completed)

Summary: Challenges weren’t something that intimidated him. Learning new things came second nature to him. Choi San didn’t scare easily. He and Yeosang were barreling towards the conclusion of their little game—a game more serious than they were pretending it was.

That was the thing about these scenes that they did, about practicing BDSM in general; everything about it made a person feel wickedly good in a way they couldn’t quite understand. Dark parts of the brain firing off signal after signal until everything seemed a bit bright, a bit fuzzy, like they were drunk.

A Dominant’s job was to remain in control of the situation and keep everyone safe, but right now San felt tempted to push limits, to lose control of himself. For just a moment, he felt like he needed an adult. Another Dom. Someone more adult and more Dom than him to step in and take the control away from him.

Tags: PWP, Porn with Feelings, Porn With Plot, TOO MUCH PLOT WHAT HAPPENED HERE, Polyamory, Polyamory Negotiations, Light Dom/sub Dynamics, Mild Impact Play, Degradation Kink, Face Slapping, Safeword Use, Cock Warming, Frottage, Aftercare, Submission as a Form of Aftercare, Light Angst, Dom Drop, Subdrop, Kink Negotiation, Lots of Talk About Consent, Self-Esteem Issues, Mild Anxiety Attack, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, These Tags Sound Depressing I'm Sorry There Are Some Really Sweet Parts And Some Really Sad Parts, Gratuitous Haikyuu Reference, Lots of Cute Polyteez Moments In This One, Yeonjun and Changbin Make A Cameo, Reference to Yeonbin but They're Not Actually In This One, This Entire Fic Got Away From Me I'm So Sorry      

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Part Six:

Title: my eyes on you

Rating: Explicit

Relationship Focus: Kim Hongjoong/Song Mingi, Choi San/Kim Hongjoong, Jeong Yunho/Song Mingi, Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa, Park Seonghwa/Song Mingi, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung, Jung Wooyoung/Song Mingi, Choi San/Song Mingi, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung/Song Mingi, ATEEZ - OT8            

Format: Chaptered

WC: 25,208 (WIP)

Summary: Mingi would imagine the way San would swear sometimes, caught off guard by the way Hongjoong would fight back. The way Hongjoong would laugh and it sounded just one step shy of unhinged as Hongjoong would swear right back. The scratches curving over San’s shoulder that spoke of something a bit more deadly than simple passion. What if Mingi wanted that? He thought he wanted that. The first time he asked Hongjoong for that, Hongjoong told him no. 

Tags: PWP, Porn with Feelings, Polyamory, Kink Exploration, Kink Negotiation, Light Dom/sub, between minjoong, mentions of Heavy BDSM, between sanjoong, Switch!Mingi, Mingi is subbing physically but not mentally y'all, Sex Toys, Dildos, Cock Cages, Spreader Bars, Impact Play (Mentioned/Heard Off Screen), Voyeurism, Sadomasochism, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Coming Untouched, Mutual Masturbation, Threesome - M/M/M, Semi-Public Sex, Crying During Sex, Control Kink, Authority Kink, Hongjoong Just Really Likes It When People Listen To Him Lol, Oral Sex, Rimming, Biting, Marking, Prostate Milking, Mild Angst, Introspective Relationship Pondering, Polyamory Negotiations, Polyamory Dynamics, Hotel Sex, Sub Drop, Overstimulation, Edging, Light Bondage, Panic Attacks, Anxiety Disorder, Mental Health Issues, Mingi's Hiatus :(, Angst and Feels, the tags got depressing after the smutty ones i'm so sorry lmao, chapter three will be back to our regularly schedules shenanigans            

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Part Seven:

Title: Falling Up

Rating: Explicit

Relationship Focus: Choi Yeonjun/Jung Wooyoung, Jung Wooyoung/Kang Yeosang, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung, Choi San/Choi YeonjunChoi, Soobin/Choi Yeonjun, Choi Yeonjun/Jung Wooyoung/Choi San, Choi Yeonjun/Choi Soobin/Jung Wooyoung/Choi San, ATEEZ - OT8           

Format: Chaptered

WC: 23,295 (WIP)

Summary: When Wooyoung first started distancing himself, it hurt.And it was strange that it hurt, because Yeonjun almost felt like he had been dumped. Maybe it was because Yeonjun had never been dumped before that it hurt so much. Yeonjun had always been the one to call it quits on things; when he got bored, when things lost their spark, when it wasn’t fun anymore. Nothing had ever been too serious, and then there had been Soobin, so it hadn’t mattered. Now it mattered. 

Tags: Polyamory, Polyamory Negotiations, Poly ATEEZ OT8, POV Multiple, Porn with Feelings, Porn With Plot, Established Relationship, Open Relationships, Kink Negotiation, Platonic BDSM, Platonic Sex, Non-Romantic Dom/sub Dynamics, Light Dom/sub, A Little Bit of Dom Yeosang This Time :), Submission as a coping mechanism, Oral Sex, Edging, Edgeplay, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink, Mild Degradation, Like SO MILD really it's still praise lol, Overstimulation, Hand Jobs, Yeosang & Wooyoung Best Friends in Love (TRADEMARK), Aftercare, Mild Angst, Unrequited Crush, Feelings Realization, Idolverse, Canon Compliant, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Sexting, Sex Tapes, Chapter 2 is Yeonbin Centric feat Woosan, Biting, Marking, Rimming, technically a Foursome - M/M/M/M, but like is it really            

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                                                       ☽ ✮ ☾ 

A series of fics set within the same canonverse a/b/o setting. All fics are within the same universe, though stand alone, so you don’t necessarily need to read every fic to understand each one. 

                                                      ☽ ✮ ☾

ATEEZ:

Title: Write your name, I can do the same

Rating: Explicit

Relationship Focus:  Jung Wooyoung/Lee Felix (Stray Kids), Choi San/Jung Wooyoung, ATEEZ - OT8, Stray Kids - OT8            

Format: One-Shot

WC: 11,118 (Completed)

Summary: Wooyoung, like most omegas, was a social creature by nature. Getting to work with other idols, and in this case other packs, was a welcome opportunity for him to stretch his social butterfly wings. Being presented with a chance to finally get to know them one-on-one was almost enough to have Wooyoung vibrating out of his own skin. Especially Felix.

Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Pack Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Scent Marking, Mating Bites, Polyamory, Polyamory Negotiations, Open Relationships, Alternate Universe - Canon Compliant, Omega/Omega Relationships, Omega!Wooyoung, Omega!Felix, Attempted Sexual Assault, Hurt/Comfort, Wooyoung struggles with omega attraction            

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STRAY KIDS:

Title: The distance grew up like the night

Rating: Explicit

Relationship Focus: Stray Kids - OT8

Format: Chaptered

WC: 57,223 (WIP)

Summary: Bambam was shaking, pressed into Chan’s side like he could physically merge them into one, single person, press them together on an atomic level so nothing could separate them.None of that stopped Jaebeom’s next words from falling like stones. “You won’t be debuting with us, Chan-ah.”

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Chan held his tongue, unsure of what to say to the boys in front of him, the boys he debuted with. The kids who meant the world to him, meant everything to him. He finally had his group, members he loved more than anyone, would do anything for. But here, faced with their expectant looks, Chan felt nothing short of unqualified. He felt an old panic claw at his throat, the hurt of a pack leaving him behind, aching like a wound that refused to heal. He wasn't ready. He turned away, stinging, ashamed and afraid.

Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alternate Universe - Canon Compliant, Slow Burn, Unrequited Love, Polyamorous Pack, Angst, Polyamory Negotiations, Growing Up, Childhood Friends, Heartbreak, Found Family, Developing Relationship, Alpha Bang Chan, Omega Kunpimook Bhuwakul | BamBam, Chan Grows Up With BamBam & Then Watches Him Move On Without Him, Stray Kids Make Bang Chan Stay, Pre-Debut to Present SKZ from Chan’s Perspective, Our First Stray Kid in Chapter Four, Alpha Seo Changbin , Read Authors Notes For Additional Warnings        

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Title: I’ve known you so long (and maybe too well)    

Rating: Explicit

Relationship Focus: Bang Chan/Han Jisung (Side: Lee Minho | Lee Know/Han Jisung, Stray Kids - OT8)

Format: One-Shot

WC: 15,294 (Completed)

Summary: Jisung couldn’t get enough, would never be able to get enough. He kissed Chan once, twice more because the taste of his lips was so addictive, like the warm, burning feeling he got in his chest when he breathed too deep next to a bonfire. Crisp, warm, rich, searing and a little dangerous but full of all the comforts of a cool fall evening filled with nostalgia and home. “Satisfied?” Chan asked, dragging Jisung’s head back as the omega stared up at him with glassy eyes.

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Maybe for Chan and Jisung, falling in love wasn’t an unexpected fireworks display going off on the banks of the Han River, it was more like the growth of a tree. Like the cherry trees that grew along the banks. They grew for years before they blossomed for the first time. Maybe they were cherry blossoms. But Jisung forgot that cherry blossoms only bloom for a short time. And Lee Minho was fireworks on the banks of the Han River, bursting into life and lighting up the night sky unexpectedly, taking your breath away, rattling your chest, dazzling your eyes.  It turned out the dramas hadn’t been wrong after all, and falling in love like fireworks wasn’t something that was for other people, it was for Han Jisung, too.

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Compliant, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Pack Dynamics, Scent Marking, Mating Bites, Polyamory, Pining, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Polyamorous Pack, Established Relationship, Complicated Relationships, Kink Exploration, Boot Worship, Light Dom/sub, Oral Sex, Light Subspace/Subdrop, Cock Stepping, References to Knotting, Alpha Bang Chan, Omega Han Jisung | Han, Alpha Lee Minho | Lee Know  

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[chaosbcrne]

☾ Commander Tower ☽:

The building was empty. Abraham was once again working over schedule. It was tiring, and knew a lot of people would give him flak for it.

But truth to be told, as the sun set on his office, he really just enjoyed having the place around for himself. He liked the peace he couldn’t get anywhere else.

And so, it came at a surprise to find shadow right there, watching him as he snatched his sight from the window and back into the room now supposedly devoid of people. “Shadow? Is there anything you wish to talk about ?” He’d ask, slighty bemused. He did not even hear the hedgehog walking in. He truly was getting old.

      It’s odd, working on the fixed daily schedule of his so-called colleagues. A mere coincidence, of course, but getting a taste of this carefully planned daily program is enough to alienate him. For all that an agent’s work is deemed out of the ordinary, a lot of the organization’s employees seem to rotate on the same repetitive timetable, without skipping a beat, like hands on a clock. Pre-defined tasks, break, meetings, lunch, sitting at a desk, break, more tasks, and going home. A lifestyle Shadow knows he would not enjoy getting used to.

      The sitting and typing for more than an hour straight is enough to rot his brain, at times, as demonstrated by his struggle to finish filing a lengthy mission report Rouge talked him into taking on for the team. Even after the mundane colleagues are gone, the neon buzzes dimmed and most of the computers put to rest, he types on, perhaps simply too stubborn to follow the rest of the movement.

      He doesn’t expect to cross another soul after the building is vacated, but the commander is, in fact, still present to receive the tedious report. Shadow simply shakes his head to answer the question, and leaves his document on the other’s desk with the intention of leaving it at that. Only, he doesn’t miss the forlorn energy exuding from Tower’s stance, and the agent is seized with a bout of melancholy of his own. It’s not his life, but he feels worn out from it all the same- he feels old.

      The neon lights buzz on. The chair across the commander’s desk squeaks when Shadow climbs on and sits back, somehow determined to keep his boss company though he knows his is of little value. Wrapping up and going home would feel too mundane at this point.

[revclver-jesus]

moved. || @insidesketches

✞  ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ He knows its a bit late to play this off as nothing. He might have been tempted to, if he could cut ties cleanly. For their sake, not his. To suddenly be approached, with a clear shocked fascination, by a man who clearly knew her name, a man that looked like... this. He's changed very little since his last life, his eyes still glowed golden, his hair only a little longer down his back, different jeans, still no shirt. " ... I'm... but a stranger to you, aren't I? "

Even if he doesn't know how, he knew one reason why. They knew this would happen. Didn't they? All memory of their time together, the experiments, completely erased. Like it never happened. His resurrection was unusual, he was spared that, but... it makes sense they wouldn't be. The strange, pale man seems to shut his eyes and almost smile, shaking his head. " Then if you so choose, I will remain that. I have no reason to burden you with a pointless past... It is yours to embrace or discard... " Said nonchalantly, though there's a twinge of something like saying goodbye. Not that he hasn't parted with them before...

[revclver-jesus]

❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜ hehe from louis♡

✞  ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ With some hesitation, Takaya turns to look at them. His placid expression this time seeming a bit more earnestly blank as he flutters blinks of his golden eyes at them. It crosses his mind, for a moment, that he may have somehow, in spite of all his intuition... utterly misread the tone of their prior engagements.

And nothing could garner this feeling-- what is this? Something resembling panic-- nothing but a sudden, unexpected request for affection. It does something to him, makes his skin buzz, as if it could grow spikes to ward off touch. All of these thoughts-- to be clear-- happening in the mere blink of an eye. But they're only joking. Clearly.

And soon he scoffs a laugh, a hand finding his bony hip as he turns to saunter off. " ... Sorry. I don't kiss every man that buys me a drink. " He says far too dryly.

[revclver-jesus]

((From Wildchild au, because I think he's the most likely one to actually run into Takaya AND not immediately become suspicious as hell - and because I think these two meeting could be fun-))

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“You know, you really shouldn’t be out here all on your own.”

✞  ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ " I could say the same about you. "

He was a hooded figure. Tall, cloaked in an ivory white, and if his cloak didn't hide his features his long hair might have, but as he turns he pulls his hood down to look at them, revealing glowing, yellow eyes. " You never know who you might run into. "

Tokyo was far more dangerous than any other city he's made pilgrimage to, but he still does not hesitate to slink amongst the especially shadier sections of the tightly packed city, almost preferring by nature the rougher crowd. But maybe you'd be confident too, if you had a guardian angel. That, and a very large gun in your pocket. " A young man, alone in such an out of the way place, more concerned for some old stranger? " He calls himself old-- he's barely in his thirties. But god knows he felt old. He felt like something already dead. But he smiles to them with his tired eyes. " You must be someone quite interesting. "

[revclver-jesus]

✞  ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ His pace was somewhere between a casual stroll and a stunt show, one truly could tell that he has simply grown used to moving through cities like this, as natural as a stray cat. And with it, the sudden bolts into high speed, the agility needed to scale walls, jump fire escapes, and walk thin walls, though the subtle leisure he took in paces between such intensive moves implied how he wasn't trying to lose the other. Besides, surely one must agree it was the scenic route in it's own way, with the endless, unsleeping twinkle of the city always moving on the crowded streets below. There was no traffic up here, no crowds to constantly brush shoulders with. Did it not feel natural, the heaven's eye view, the feeling of being something removed from the mundane, something singular, on high?

His goal was distance, a shortcut that to them was not far to run but to anyone bound by the streets was a far more winding and separated section of the city from anyone that last saw the prophet speak. And once he felt the location was sufficient, he did stop his stride and turn to face the other, seemingly wordlessly asking them to do precisely as they did-- lead the way. So the two prophets descended, until steel toed shoes find the floor of a balcony. An izakaya. It was an oddly fitting choice for this formal discussion, no matter how unorthodox the two may be.

To the hostess, Takaya was not yet standing in sight, making the younger patron seem alone. Until Louis walks through, and suddenly the very tall and oddly dressed figure slinks in from the side, a long hand on the door before its moved to close, regarding the startled worker in passing with unknowable calm, and impossible yellow eyes. But he struts inside, following them to where this chat was to be had.

it wasn't his usual mode of traversing through tokyo, but he had no trouble keeping up with takaya's long strides scaling from rooftop to rooftop. it was perhaps out of politeness that he kept a couple of paces behind him even, allowing for the older man to take the lead. the leader of nyx's following was agile, despite appearances - though louis had never doubted his prowess. the glimpse he'd gotten into the other's soul had been enough to clear any misgivings he could have had : though really, he hadn't honestly considered any to begin with.

humans were full of surprises and he wouldn't want to put a limit on what to expect from them. even if takaya sakaki was a being who had by now outgrown most vestiges of his humanity. . . a thought that louis would be sure to bring up, later.

heterochromic eyes left the trail of platinum curls to look to the side of their path, noting where in tokyo they had wandered off to. his gait slowed until he was standing still, doing a quick rundown of places his connections owned... "takaya-san, if you'd follow me." was the most forewarning he gave before changing trajectory; nimbly making his way down the side of the current building they were on, until he landed in the empty balcony of an third floor izakaya. it was one he'd been to several times before, for business. if they were to go somewhere private without worry of any of the takaya's flock weaseling their way in, surely this would be the best place.

┈ they also happened to have a reserve of good teas and coffees for louis' visits, since he didn't care much for the alcoholic choices. feeling confident takaya would follow him, louis gave a small tap to the sliding door with his knuckles - getting the attention of the hostess inside. he offered a gentle smile and a wave, even while his sudden presence seemed to give her a shock at first; followed by her quickly coming to greet him inside. normally, he'd simply walk through the front door. alas, tonight was probably going to be a night of many surprises.

[revclver-jesus]

@chibitantei || Future Verse : Persona 4 !

✞  ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ❝ Ah. And who might... you be? I don't believe we've met... ❞

Strange posters left in unusual places, even Inaba. This was Okina City, a town close enough to the heart of whatever darkness has awoken the shadow world but big enough to host a cult of personality, with a leader seemingly popping up after the murders began. The spiritual stranger practically loomed over the much smaller detective. A man who incidentally has the eyes of a shadow though he doesn't speak like he expects them to know it. ❝ ... Is something the matter? If you're lost, I do pride myself in helping others to find their way. ❞

After all, whatever back alley location the cult found itself was a suspicious place to incidentally find oneself. People did not merely run into Takaya, not on accident.

[revclver-jesus]

{{ Another thing before its thanksgiving and I forget ! I've been meaning to put on this blog from my old blog, and in case it ever needs to come up in the P5 verse

Takaya's Mind Palace ( and maybe his p4 shadow channel too tbh? ) in mementos would be... Gehenna. Yeah, imagine your own mind being named the ancient word for hell on earth-- but also it was the pit for which all dead and dying things were thrown, and fittingly, where many children were sacrificed specifically, to a non-greek god. ( note, they were sacrificed to what would be seen as a false god, just as Takaya would see the scientists as misunderstanding Nyx's purpose~ I thought this through lol )

Once again it is a mass grave where many things are buried under rubble, just like the lab, just like the place where Hypnos ( the god ) would live ( underground.) Befit a main-antagonist of this series, I like to imagine it being a very brutal and violent place, just very oppressive and chaotic, much like Adachi's world and shadow Labrys' stage with all the hanging bodies, because Takaya is another cynical serial killer-esque villain who also was abused in a lab. The same lab, amazingly

Despite the demonic name though, it looks like a winding, impossibly shaped, pale white gothic church under a full moon, slightly hospital-like in places, vaguely resembles the shape of Tartarus, and is filled with the constant blood stains of the dark hour and most eerie of all, idolized statues of humanoid figures in tortured positions or literally hung up by their hands, peaceful and pretty fountains pouring from bullet holes and/or stigmata. You know. Very catholic lmao.

I want you to just feel that you have stepped into the mental space of a suicidal cultist murderer that was tortured as a child, if for whatever reason you want to do that lmao. God-- nobody commits atrocities in all of the franchise quite like the Kirijo group dsfkgds. }}

[revclver-jesus]

(( I am mostly writing in mid-game verses both because I'm trying to remember how to write him and using canon events is a good starting point but also..... I have not written any of my canon divergent verses tbf lol ))