The Monster & the Maiden Fair

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the monster & the maiden fair meme



There's a long precedent in folklore and myth of beautiful young people - both men and women - being kidnapped by monsters: dragons, beasts, goblins, demons, elves, vampires, wolves, or even evil humans. In the end, however, these prisoners are almost always rescued and brought back to civilization to live a normal and happy life.

But what if they didn't want to leave their jailor?

They've seen behind the surface and have begun to sympathize with this "monster;" no, more than that, they've fallen for them. Will this story have a happy ending? Will the monster believe that anyone could love them? Most importantly, though, can the two of them be left alone without any attempts at a "rescue?"

how to play

• Comment with your character, your preference, and what role they'll play. Feel free to AU characters to your desire role.
• Reply to others.
• Thread anything that could remotely fit under the umbrella theme. Was the kidnapping just that, or did both parties know (and care) for each other before, making it a collaborative, mutual effort? Perhaps you'd prefer to play the actual Beauty and The Beast-style getting to know each other or seeing behind the grizzly facade. What about an attempted "rescue?" Or maybe you could thread out a scene where the prisoner runs away from the society they were forced back into and returns to their beloved beast! It's all up to you. You could even do smut if you wanted to, but this isn't a smut meme.

Meme was last posted (as far as this mun is aware) by processions, awesome artwork is by chewy

Comments

[brokeassgoing]

[ew don't be so gro- er, nevermind. What a great uh, prison guard. Yup. That.

Badou rolls his eye at the careful stowing and turns to the storage, praying there's some stuff to use. If he has booze then surely...]

[artificialflower]

[ What's gross about chains play though. :0 If only he knew what that was... ]

[ Anyway, he'll probably find some basic ingredients like flour, milk and eggs, and probably a lot of spices. ]

[brokeassgoing]

[well you see, when a man wants another man that badly and he's cool with whips and chains...

poking around, Badou gets an idea rather quickly. He's gonna make some goddamn french toast. So he starts up with a batter]

[artificialflower]

[ WHAT ARE YOU GETTING AT. also who wants whom, you peasant ]

[ Kanda takes a seat on one of those tall stools and watches him as if he's doing magic. ]

[brokeassgoing]

[what aren't I getting at UH RUDE??? its not as though Kanda is actual royalty either? Badou is as charming as a cabin boy
with softer hands

the redhead is currently in his element, only sparing a glance at his companion every once in awhile while things start a-sizzling]

[artificialflower]

[ *as good as, so shut up. ]

[ he sniffs the air, perking up a little. the ends of his ears might be twitching. ]

[brokeassgoing]

[in what smol country of other giant scaled dongs tho

he hims to himself as he finishes up a few minutes later and starts to top a few plates with the stuff. Ah, and the cinnamon! Can't forget.]

Almost sickeningly domestic shit...

[artificialflower]

[ WHAT MAKES YOU THINK HIS DONG IS SCALED?? ]

[ Kanda definitely looks happy about the addition of cinnamon, though there's probably too little for his tastes (can't eat stuff unless it's bitter like yo momma or something). ]

Hey, you're the one doing it. Don't complain to me.

[brokeassgoing]

[what makes you think it isn't

That earns a snort from his 'guest' as he sets the plate in front of his 'hospitable' host and then arranges some toast on a plate for himself, his back turned to the other.]

Yeah, cause you could use some nice shit to butter you up and get that stick out of your asshole.

[artificialflower]

[ Well it should be the same as the rest of his body so. :0 Is he scaled. Is he a dinosaur. Or a salamander. Kind of explains the regrowing limbs I guess. ]

[ blinks in mild annoyance. ]

I already used the outhouse today.

[brokeassgoing]

[IT GROWS B-
well at least that means he can explore his kinks...]

[scowls and slams a hand on the table-]

That ain't what I'm talkin about-- Why would that even be--

[a sigh and he slumps]

You're impossible.

[artificialflower]

[ Yeah why wouldn't it. :0 Is that not the case for you humans. ]

[ He folds his arms, scowling. ]

Right here.

[ Meaning that obviously he can't be impossible since he exists idk. ]

[brokeassgoing]

[again just
slumps
so far forward his face nearly goes in his toast.
Instead, he takes a bite]

Unfuckinbelievable.

[artificialflower]

[ Watches him with maybe a growing hint of concern. ]

Are you tired?

[brokeassgoing]

Nah, just how I usually feel in the presence of hopelessness....

[aww....he was worried...cute]

[artificialflower]

Oh.

[ considers for a moment. ]

Well, I'm not letting you go.

[ How cute he thinks that's what the hopelessness refers to. Also he's starting to eat now, thanks. ]

[brokeassgoing]

[that's NOT WHAT HE MEANT but now he's slamming his palms onto the table just for the effect of the rattle]

What the fuck-- why not?! I gave you pointers on how to get laid!

[artificialflower]

[ turns to him and keeps eye contact while slowly chewing on the toast. ]

No you didn't.

[brokeassgoing]

THE FUCK I DIDN'T-- I said to get him books, didn't I? History. That'll get him all over you.

[still banging on the table
just not the right kind]

[artificialflower]

Hmm.

[ That could actually work. But he's got the spitting image of the guy right here making him toast. Why would he let him go? ]

[brokeassgoing]

Don't you hmmm me, asshole!

[he ain't noone's wife
where is the ring]

[artificialflower]

Che.

[ ur just a side ho, dear. aint gonna put a ring on it ]

[brokeassgoing]

Not that either! Stop fuckin' onomatopoeia-ing at me!

[HES A THOT?? AT LEAST GET HIM A CAR YOU FUCK]

[artificialflower]

[ HE GOT YOU DINNER IN THE LOOSEST SENSE OF THE WORD THAT'S JUST AS GOOD RIGHT. AS IN, HE PROVIDED THE INGREDIENTS FOR YOU TO MAKE IT. BACK TO THE KITCHEN LOL ]

...

[ But look at that, Kanda's actually looking somewhat uneasy, staring at him and pushing away from the table just a little. ]

What kind of magic is that?

[ he demands, alarmedly. because obviously long fancy words one does not understand have to be spells. ]

[brokeassgoing]

[if anything he almost became dinner, that's not the best kind of flirting, mind.

it makes Badou feel better to have Kanda out of the loop this time. And not looking so smug. So the ginger smirks]

Oh, the worst kind....it can bring explosions and all kinda shit. Better watch your scales, man!