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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[royallyfuckedup]

[That gets confusion.]

Kaito...?

[was_no_monster]

[ this. this is a problem. especially since there's just enough conflict over whether to interpret that as a standing order or a situational one without the deliberate push of Tristan's intent that he can't speak, can't explain at all.

glancing to the side like he's trying to find a solution or at least a way out, that distress increasing as his arms loosen ]

[royallyfuckedup]

Kaito, what's wrong?

[He's distressed now. Was what he said so bad? What did he even say? He hasn't thought of the strange binding magic beyond the empathic link in it since he noticed it, and Kaito's distress is distressing him.]

[was_no_monster]

[ Tristan wants him to talk now, obviously that made it a temporary order, come on come on come on—

hissing in a sudden breath as the compulsion to keep his mouth shut abruptly gives ]

I told you not to give me direct orders.

[royallyfuckedup]

[Oh.]

[Oh he fucked up. He sits back quickly, out of Kaito's space, self-recriminating and guilty.]

I'm sorry.

[was_no_monster]

[ shaken enough that he lets Tristan go, reaching blindly for his coffee cup instead and draining half of it in one go ]

...It's— I'll be okay. I just- I can't say no. So please be careful.

[royallyfuckedup]

I... yes.

[What else can he say? He'll have to be incredibly aware of how he speaks, that's all. He's tense, scared of accidentally forcing something onto Kaito, but surely if he's very careful he won't do that again.]

[was_no_monster]

[ ... swallows and leans over to plonk his forehead down on Tristan's shoulder, trying to reassure them both and get some of that closeness back ]

Harvey's slipped up, too.

[royallyfuckedup]

I still did not mean to be so careless.

[He just. Pets Kaito's hair carefully.]

[was_no_monster]

...Getting used to being careful takes time.

[ and that sentiment is a little too close to home for him not to grieve a bit with it. sighing. ]

[royallyfuckedup]

...I'm sorry.

[For not being careful and for Kaito's grief.]

[was_no_monster]

[ makes a quiet noise to indicate he heard, but doesn't otherwise respond aside from nuzzling into Tristan's shoulder some more ]

[royallyfuckedup]

[Okay just. Just pet Kaito. That's safe and cannot be fucked up.]