To each of the prisoners: Define love.
To each of the guards: Define justice.
OH THIS ONE IS INTERESTING...
Akio: Do I have to answer this.. Why would you ask me that anyway? Is this because of the answer I gave during my second interrogation?.. Fine. I think love is.. Always staying by your lover's side. Never leaving them. Never betraying them. Always being honest with them. Being so loyal to them, you could die for them. Um.. Haha, so he never did any of those things..
Aimi: Hmm, I've never had a significant other, so it's hard to say, haha.. Well, I think love is when you two feel safe around each other! It's when you can trust your partner with anything and know that they won't break their promise and they won't leave you no matter what you do. And no matter what, they will never judge you. Ah, I think you can say the same about platonic and familial love too!
Shun: U-um.. Let's see.. Well, it's obviously going on dates and.. Uh.. Doing all the romantic stuff, y-you know?.. D-do I have to tell you all the details?.. Y-you're looking at me like I don't know anything about romance. And I do know about it, please believe me! I mean, I did have a girlfriend.. A-anyway, love is something that I will never be complete without. I need to be loved. It's like.. If I'm loved, it means someone in this world appreciates me, right? They would probably be sad if something happened to me..
Naomi: Um.. I never was that interested in romance, so I can't really- Hm? It doesn't have to be romantic? I see.. Well, I can't even tell you that much about platonic love.. I'm sorry, I'm really boring when it comes to that, haha. But if I had to think about it more.. Maybe it's when others don't expect anything from you? You can be anything you want to be and you're still wanted and appreciated.. It sounds nice when I think about it, actually.
Kei: Heyyyy, didn't you say that someone like me can't know anything about love? Haha, well, as I've said before, I believe that pain and love can't be separated. Why? The thing is, if someone puts you through so much pain every single day, but you still choose to stay with them and don't even think about leaving them.. Yeah, that's love to me. And if you truly love someone, you'll be okay with them hurting you in some way. That's what Mom used to say. And I love her. You love her too, Eiji. You've never even tried to run away, after all.
Eiko: You're probably not gonna believe me, but I actually wasn't interested in love at all until I.. well, met that guy. I thought it was just a stupid waste of time, just like friendship and all that stuff. But hey, of course I felt lonely. My relationships never had any meaning, the only somewhat deep relationship I have is the one with my dad. So, if you were to ask me about love.. I think love is when your relationship with someone has some kind of meaning. Maybe it makes you happy. Maybe it wants you to keep living. Maybe it makes you feel like you have some kind of purpose. You just know that if something happened to that person, you would feel like your life has become incomplete. That's love to me.
Asahi: E-eh?.. I know that I'm more mature than other kids, but like.. Ugh, fine. So, uh, I think love is when someone gives you everything you could ever want from them. N-no, I'm not just talking about food and toys and that stuff! Though that's also important, of course.. But like.. I-if you asked them for a hug, they'd be okay with it.. And if you asked them to spend time with you, they'd still agree even if they're busy.. A-anyway, I know I'll be popular when I grow up, but right now I don't care about all that. I just wanna have fun and I don't want to think about anything.. Uh, "serious".
Yurika: Your question is simple, so my answer will be the same. It's what I felt for my boss. S-she wasn't just a manager to me. She actually gave me a reason to live. She showed me that I still have worth even if I'm not that smart, not that hardworking and not that productive. She's not like my parents at all and those guys are rich, but still wanted me to work! H-huh?.. "Did you see your manager as your lover or your mother figure?".. Uh.. B-both?
Riku: Let me think.. Well, there's many different types of love, you know? I don't really know which one you want me to talk about.. Oh, so like, love in general? Um.. For some reason, it's still hard for me to think of an answer.. Maybe something like, even if you get sad or angry sometimes, they still understand you and still willing to listen to you? Like, they won't go "Come on, cheer up already!" Oh, also they respect your privacy and personal space, that one's important. Even if I love them, I don't want them to call me at 3 am and start telling me the tragic story of how their cat died when they were eight, thank you very much.. Y-yeah, that did happen to me once.
Reina: I don't know much about it, so I'm afraid my answer won't be that interesting. But maybe.. it's when someone still wants to be with you even if they've seen your worst qualities? No, I don't mean any of that "But I still find them beautiful" kind of stuff. That's actually kinda concerning. It's like, they won't leave you if they see you fighting with someone and yelling at them, but they also won't tell you that you were in the right for acting like that, if you really were in the wrong.
Eiji: It's when all sinners get what they deserve. They get the punishments that fit their sins and they have no choice but to accept it, meanwhile the innocent ones get to finally live a peaceful life. And before you ask me, no, nobody in this prison is innocent except me and Guard 002.
Miki: I'm not really as passionate about it as Eiji-san, but.. I think it's when people who did something bad without any reason and don't feel any remorse get.. I-I don't want to say "punished", but.. Basically, they're not able to do anything to the innocent people anymore. I want to believe that everyone in this prison is innocent and everyone had their own reasons and if it wasn't for those reasons, they would never kill anyone.. But I'm not so sure anymore. So if someone in this prison really is guilty.. I guess I'll have to make sure they don't hurt the innocent.
Hiyuu: I think it's when all people are treated as equals. Even if someone is guilty, I won't treat them like a villain. I will punish them, because that's my job as a guard, but it doesn't mean I genuinely want their life to get worse and it doesn't mean I want them to die. I just want them to see what will happen if they continue to act this way. Pain is the worst thing that could ever happen to anyone, so I believe that even if that someone really did something bad, they should be treated with respect if they're in pain. So you can trust me, my punishments won't be that bad, haha.
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*said with the inflection of go fish* got any celestial au things -🎶 anon
the celestials au is actually so important to me oh my god
grian almost doesn’t go into scar’s dream, almost just wakes him up and moves on... but he feels this instinctual pull, almost as if scar was pulling him into orbit, grian wouldn’t really even doubt it. scar’s nightmare is unrealistic, like most are, but its nothing like the nightmares mortals have... its terrifyingly familiar in the way that grain's sure he's had the same one.
when scar notices him, dancing around his dream, grian feels like a deer caught in the headlights. he’s never been caught before, but then again he's never gone into another celestials dream. he gives an awkward wave and its just silly enough for the lingering fear to dissipate.
and that’s when it happens, when grian’s hears scar laugh he knows that he’s a goner. his heart stutters in his chest, his face heats up and wow scar is so much prettier up close. they start a conversation, its simple, its easy, it gets their mind off of the dream.
suddenly they’ve been talking for hours, and they’ve migrated so that their shoulders are touching and they’ve told each other things they swore they’d take with them to the grave. and they’re together even though it seems impossible...
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news reporter voice: local writing cryptid spotted thirsting over Elder Prince Lorian, a man far too large for the thoughts he's having about him. when questioned, he submitted this writing as proof that, and we quote, "nothing will keep me from fucking that man"
CW: 18+, focus on size kink, slight dom/sub owner/pet vibes, fingering, mention of being gross w/ saliva
100% pure concentrated self indulgence, written with transmasc bodies in mind, no specific terms used.
"Mine." A kiss to your sternum. "Mine." Another to your stomach. Hot breath fanned over you, almost-but-not-quite-touching you where you needed it most. You whined and shifted your hips, raising them up and whining louder when you felt him shift away.
"L-Lor-" you stammered, another kiss to your stomach sent a shiver up your spine, effectively silencing you. Instead, you tangled your hands in his hair and pulled, less dragging him up, more signaling to him to move himself upwards - there was simply no way you could move Prince Lorian if he didn't want to be moved. The man was far too large, your own body far too weak.
Thankfully, the oversized knight was wrapped securely around your finger, absolutely smitten with you. Whatever you wanted, he also wanted. And so, you gave the slightest of tugs to his hair; Prince Lorian immediately melting and moving in your hands, planted one more kiss to your chest before moving himself upward with a huff of laughter.
You felt him smiling into the kiss placed on your neck. He held himself over you - always careful to not put too much of his weight on your own smaller body - one hand sliding down, running lightly along your side. His hand closed around your hip, making you gasp. Sometimes you forgot just how much bigger Prince Lorian was than you. The feeling of his hand covering a good chunk of your body served as an undeniable reminder of the knight's sheer size.
Slowly, painfully slowly, Lorian slid his hand over your hip, across your stomach, and down further, stopping only to lightly cup you. He pressed his nose into your hair, taking a moment to breathe you in, allowing you a sliver of relief in the form of a light pressure from his hand. "Small." He whispered into your neck, curling his fingers. You whined and rolled your hips in a vain attempt to get one of his damn fingers inside of you, earning you a raspy laugh, followed by a kiss on your neck. "Small." Lorian repeated, the rough edge to his whisper making you clench around nothing.
"Mine." Lorian whispered into your neck, finally swiping two fingers through you, applying pressure as he whispered with growing fervor, "Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine mine mine mine mine. "
"Yes yesyesyes yours, a-all yours," the words tumbled out of you without a second thought, further rambling cut short by a moan as Prince Lorian slowly slid one of his fingers inside you.
"Mine." He whispered, covering your face and neck with kisses, holding still to let you adjust to him, "Small...mine."
Before you could reply, he was moving in you, thoroughly destroying you with a single hand. The size difference between the two of you such that you struggled to fit even two of his fingers inside of you. As it was now, Lorian was fucking you just fine with just one, muttering fervently against your neck, words long run-together and incoherent. For a moment you half-wondered if he could get off like this, clenching hard around him at the thought. Lorian moaned and took your shoulder into his mouth when you wrapped your arms around him, sinking your nails into his neck.
Your hips rolled in time with his thrusts, trying to gain more friction. Thankfully, the sweet elder prince could never deny you something for long, and you gasped as you felt the rough heel of his palm grind into you. Greedily, you grabbed at his arm, crossing your legs to lock his hand in and keep him as close as possible, rolling your hips and eyes as you felt him press down in response, providing more friction.
"F-f-fuckfuckfuc-" you sputtered, had flying back as your back arched, "f-fuck Lor- ah- L-Lor I'm-!"
You cried out as you came, the sound partially smothered by Lorian covering your mouth with his, as if he could physically drink in the sounds you made. He continued to move slowly against you, moaning softly when you absent-mindedly clenched around him as you caught your breath.
You leaned up to press kisses to the corner of his mouth, licking up a small bit of saliva that had gathered there. Lorian shuddered lightly as you ran your hands down his chest, desperate to get your hands on him.
Rather than immediately cave to your requests, Lorian took a slow, deliberate breath, swirling his fingers around you once more as he removed his hand. You meweled and grabbed at Lorian's hair, trying to draw him closer, only for him to beat you to his own lips with his fingers, eyes closed as he licked up every last drop of you. You whined, successfully pulling him down so you could taste yourself on his lips.
The massive bed creaked lightly as Prince Lorian shifted, kissing a line down your front and on to your thighs as he settled between your legs. He was muttering again, though you couldn't hear him too well over the blood thundering through your veins. You cracked an eye open as Lorian's mouth moved higher up your thigh. He paused, leaning his head on your leg, breathing hard and open-mouthed on you. The two of you stayed like that a moment, simply looking at each other. Then, Lorian cracked a lopsided smile and let out a small huff of laughter.
"Mine." He rasped, grin stretching wider as a look of realization crossed your face. You opened your mouth to speak, only managing a choked moan as his mouth came down on you.
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