KAITO: SHADOW GARBAGE AU EDITION OPEN POST

[was_no_monster]

Because sometimes you love both the split personality and inner demons tropes way too much, and there's only one way to handle it.

THE AU IS RIDICULOUS, but all you really need to know is Kaito got humanity's malice dumped into his head along with ridiculous power, and his way of coping with both that and the trauma involved was to shove it all in with everything else he represses the heck out of and then completely dissociate himself from it. End result: what he thinks of as his inner monster has completely split off into a personality of its own, following the imagery and pattern left behind by the Shadow from that one time the Vocaloid Dressing Room had a Persona event.

(Please don't judge me.)

Feel free to pick a scenario, if you can't think of one just blank tag this sucker and I'll come up with something!

Warning! There will be a decently high probability of maiming in this post! If you're not okay with that, that's cool; just let me know in a comment header or something and I will have normal Kaito intervene. (Alternately, if you want to get mauled... well. All you have to do is ask :))

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[downvoted]

[He gently fluffs Kaito's hair and reaches into his pocked for a small container of clear liquid. He opens it and downs it completely, taking a breath and then setting it down.]

There, that's all.

[was_no_monster]

[kind of intrigued... Tristan really wasn't kidding about any of this. which the rest of him is massively upset about, but the rest of him is also so swamped with trying to figure out which of the feelings they're having are ones he wants to keep and which he needs to hand off that he can't really do much but fuss.]

How does it work? Does it have a time limit, or does it just keep fixing whatever happens to you until it's used up?

[downvoted]

[He tubs a stray lock of Kaito's hair.]

A time limit. All of it gives me about five hours. Anything short of completely destroying my head and heart will be fixed quickly.

[was_no_monster]

[...goes entirely wide-eyed. five hours? he doesn't need that long, not at all, but the thought of eating that long, at least getting to try to sate himself is, it's—

—Tristan had drank all of it on purpose.]

Tristan...

[grabbing the back of Tristan's head and kissing him, hard and needy and absolutely desperate to make sure Tristan knows how much he means to him. his mouth is hot and really wet, obviously watering]

[downvoted]

[Things he expected; not that. He's used to Kaito being more shy, and even if this is a different side of him, the kiss takes him by complete surprise in the intensity. He curls his fingers in Kaito's shirt and returns it needily though, not at all hesitant, not really sure what to make of causing someone to literally salivate over him but eh, kissing is way more important in this immediate moment.]

[was_no_monster]

[I'M GLAD WE'RE BOTH AGREED ON THAT LAST POINT. groaning into his mouth

eventually pulling back just enough to breathe, and mumble against Tristan's lips]

Mmm... Is there any way you like it best? I haven't done this with someone living, and I want— I want to pay you back for the good things, too. Can I?

[downvoted]

[Is he supposed to be flushed and turned on a bit from discussing how to be eaten (and from that kiss let's be real mostly from that kiss but also the topic at hand) he's not sure but oh well.]

I don't... Have any preference. [People don't generally ask.]

[was_no_monster]

[well. if it's wrong Kaito doesn't particularly want to be right?

humming and shifting backward, only to hesitate, looking intently at Tristan's face]

...Do you want to watch? You don't have to.

[downvoted]

I... Wouldn't mind watching.

[was_no_monster]

[...

leans in and kisses him again, this time very gently on the forehead]

Okay. Give me your arm?

[downvoted]

[He tugs his sleeve up, revealing tattoos in beautiful patterns on this particular arm. Then holds it out.]

[was_no_monster]

[...pretty '/-' they're much nicer than his own marks. taking his elbow, gentle, and leaning in.

his shape goes... unfocused, blurry, fuzzing and clearing in little bursts. it's hard to really see, but there's an impression of claws, misshapen limbs... and sharp, sharp teeth, visible only in the split second before they slice neatly into the meaty part of Tristan's forearm and tear a mouthful away.]

[downvoted]

[He watches, entranced, and bites his lips to keep from making a sound, though he goes completely still and barely breathes as the flesh tears away.]

[He's not even sure what he's seeing, it's strange, and not what he expected, but he's quiet and attentive, which is a very odd thing to be when you're being eaten. Even now the wound starts healing.]

[was_no_monster]

[he bolts the mouthful down without chewing with an absolutely obscene noise of unabashed pleasure. it does nothing at all for the perpetual ache of his stomach, but it feels like it should, and between that and his objective for hurting others going off it's enough.

leaning back in to lap and suck at the wound, both to see what it feels like as it heals and to get whatever blood is left. his hand on Tris's arm is still gentle, but the unsteady visual impression of claws is definitely real; they prick lightly at his bare skin.]

[downvoted]

[He reaches his other hand out, fascinated. Running his fingers over those... Claws? Trying to stay quiet but already his breathing is uneven and he's making gentle little breathless noises. His regenerating flesh grows even as Kaito touches it, a strange sensation. ]

[was_no_monster]

[they're definitely claws. it's hard to quite make out exactly how they're structured beyond that; what his eyes can see and his fingers can feel don't quite match up, and neither flow of information seems to be quite steady.]

You don't have to stay quiet. I want to hear you.

[as if to drive that point home, the next bite he wrenches out of Tristan's arm, using his strength to rip out a chunk of flesh instead of neatly slicing out a mouthful like before.]

[downvoted]

[Well he cries out very readily this time, fingers tightening abruptly on Kaito's hand? Claws? Whatever they are at the moment. He's in obvious pain, not trying to hide it anymore and clearly feeling it as much as anyone would when having their flesh ripped into. He's also kind of flushed though, so you know.]

[was_no_monster]

[he does, in fact, know. especially because part of being a youkai—and especially his kind of youkai—is also a good sense of smell. it's nice— even nicer when his other half decides he wants absolutely nothing to do with their interest in it and shoves it over for him to pick up. he doesn't mind thinking that Tristan in pain is just as attractive as he is at any other time.

swallowing again, licking blood off of his lips, and then turning to nuzzle at and then kiss the hand covering his own]

That's good, you're good... Aah, you should lie down so you don't get dizzy.

[downvoted]

[His fingers twitch and he caresses Kaito's cheek briefly, swallowing heavily and then nodding, leaning back to lay down and curl his fingers in Kaito's shirt, holding on quietly.]

Okay.

[was_no_monster]

[ that's really charming... is it a shirt, though? it's still soft, but in those unfocused moments it feels more like fur.

settling on top of him, heavy and warm, and shoving the hem of his shirt up to expose Tristan's stomach ]

[downvoted]

Mmm?

[His fingers flex and curl more, against... fur? The shirt? Whatever he doesn't care he wants to feel more of Kaito, tugging insistently as if to pull him closer, feel more of his warmth and weight and more Kaito. Affectionate and breathless and tense.]

[was_no_monster]

[ makes this low, pleased rumble and leans in to kiss the exposed skin, tracing over Tristan's tattoos and scars with his mouth and the pads of his fingers (the sharp point of his claws)

and then tearing another bite out of Tristan's gut, still petting along his chest and sides ]

[downvoted]

[The noise he makes is absolutely a gasp of pleasure way removed from how someone should react to having bites taken out of them. There's pain in his hitched breathing and clouded eyes but the fitful way he tugs at Kaito isn't to push him off, far from it.]

[was_no_monster]

[ making an absolutely bone-rattling deep rumble in response, not so much growl as it is a purr. he's not stopping, this time, barely finishing swallowing before he goes back for more, and more, and more— ]