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onlycareaboutshipping) wrote in bakerstreet2018-11-23 12:30 pm
[still working my way through the series, currently familiar from S1-S4.]
[gutter trash summoned! How do you feel about A/B/O for the breeding program?]
[ age dif
yes.
size dif
yes, good.
supersoldier forced breeding program
ah, the highest of brow tastes. i see.
so basically you won me over completely and if you're okay with crosscanon, i'd like to subscribe to your newsletter - my address is hell. ]
yes.
size dif
yes, good.
supersoldier forced breeding program
ah, the highest of brow tastes. i see.
so basically you won me over completely and if you're okay with crosscanon, i'd like to subscribe to your newsletter - my address is hell. ]
[ Open to most anything, but particularly interested in age, incest, public, fertile, and bestiality. ]
[are you open to some cross canon, maybe some "it's ww1 and lesbians are socially allowed" hidden relationship?]
[would werewolves count as Bestiality to you?]
[ I don't even know. But, they were adorable in Infinity War, and I can't help but want something more. ]
[ Not bestiality per se, but definitely more than enough for me to be into it.
Anything else from the taboo list you want to involve, or just in general? ]
Anything else from the taboo list you want to involve, or just in general? ]
[ Chisaki, or rather, Overhaul, isn't sure how long they've had this boy in their custody. It's been awhile, however, more than a few days or weeks. It had been a little entertaining, to say the least, when U.A. released a nation-wide search for one of their little heroes in training, a "top" student at that. The only shameful part is the blame was placed over Tomura Shigaraki's little villain group.
Oh well. The less nosy heroes got into his business, the better. Overhaul wasn't looking for a publicity stunt. He was looking for an easy means to get them money for their group. It wasn't cheap, running a yakuza, but Overhaul would make it work.
Their first step was to break apart this student. And, oh, they got creative. It wasn't just Overhaul who assisted with this, but plenty of his most trusted men. It was all physical violence, testing this student's ability to withstand pain and torture. Overhaul could easily put him back together, so that was fine in the end. More than a few of this men told him to upgrade the punishment, to go even further.
They didn't need to paint it black and white for him. Overhaul understood easy enough. While he trusted his men, they were a disgusting group at times. He also knew how much they wanted to touch this student inappropriately. Overhaul's quick glare to them always kept them in their place.
When it came down to it, this Amajiki Tamaki was his and his alone to ultimately break apart.
It's Chrono who made the quiet comment that they could sell off this boy. Not into the black market or anything as such, but something as a sort of trade or one night per week. A little something to drag in the money for their underground group. Overhaul never said anything of it, waved off his most loyal of men and returned to his duties. Still, the thought remained with Overhaul. Money was so tight, and they could use whatever they could get their hands on.
It wasn't like this student was bringing in any other profits. Not to mention, it was becoming a chore to keep building him back up after one or two of his men roughed him up too much. Maybe a different sort of torture would break this student down enough to get him to join Overhaul's gang once and for all. Honestly, Tamaki's quirk was quite strong and interesting. They always had to be careful what they fed the younger one.
It takes Overhaul awhile to consider the idea, until the fateful day that he ultimately decides to act on it, ushering out his men from the room specialized for Tamaki. It's so far underground. No one would find him easily, if there was a breach in their security. He closes the door, locks it for good measure, and knows a few of his men will remain outside loyally. With the stage set, his amber eyes drift over to Tamaki's form, chained to the wall, arms above his head.
So small and pitiful.
This isn't an act that Overhaul is honestly too interested in, but it's not his first time using such measures to get what he needs. It might be disgusting and filthy, yet his interest towards the yakuza overpowers that. He needed to test this brat himself before selling him off to the highest available bidder. ]
How are you feeling today?
[ A simple question he asks, keeps a relative distance from his victim. He idly wonders if Tamaki remembers much of his life of U.A. at all. It's been so long... ]
Have you been good?
Oh well. The less nosy heroes got into his business, the better. Overhaul wasn't looking for a publicity stunt. He was looking for an easy means to get them money for their group. It wasn't cheap, running a yakuza, but Overhaul would make it work.
Their first step was to break apart this student. And, oh, they got creative. It wasn't just Overhaul who assisted with this, but plenty of his most trusted men. It was all physical violence, testing this student's ability to withstand pain and torture. Overhaul could easily put him back together, so that was fine in the end. More than a few of this men told him to upgrade the punishment, to go even further.
They didn't need to paint it black and white for him. Overhaul understood easy enough. While he trusted his men, they were a disgusting group at times. He also knew how much they wanted to touch this student inappropriately. Overhaul's quick glare to them always kept them in their place.
When it came down to it, this Amajiki Tamaki was his and his alone to ultimately break apart.
It's Chrono who made the quiet comment that they could sell off this boy. Not into the black market or anything as such, but something as a sort of trade or one night per week. A little something to drag in the money for their underground group. Overhaul never said anything of it, waved off his most loyal of men and returned to his duties. Still, the thought remained with Overhaul. Money was so tight, and they could use whatever they could get their hands on.
It wasn't like this student was bringing in any other profits. Not to mention, it was becoming a chore to keep building him back up after one or two of his men roughed him up too much. Maybe a different sort of torture would break this student down enough to get him to join Overhaul's gang once and for all. Honestly, Tamaki's quirk was quite strong and interesting. They always had to be careful what they fed the younger one.
It takes Overhaul awhile to consider the idea, until the fateful day that he ultimately decides to act on it, ushering out his men from the room specialized for Tamaki. It's so far underground. No one would find him easily, if there was a breach in their security. He closes the door, locks it for good measure, and knows a few of his men will remain outside loyally. With the stage set, his amber eyes drift over to Tamaki's form, chained to the wall, arms above his head.
So small and pitiful.
This isn't an act that Overhaul is honestly too interested in, but it's not his first time using such measures to get what he needs. It might be disgusting and filthy, yet his interest towards the yakuza overpowers that. He needed to test this brat himself before selling him off to the highest available bidder. ]
How are you feeling today?
[ A simple question he asks, keeps a relative distance from his victim. He idly wonders if Tamaki remembers much of his life of U.A. at all. It's been so long... ]
Have you been good?
[Incest is totally up my alley. ALso if that's just borderline beastiality how about little brother finds big sis with the house pet and decides to join in too and they double team her?]
[ Sounds yummy. He can also be as younger as you'd like, I'm not really familiar with the character. ]
[In that case I'll have him be like just turned 18. Canonically he should be in his early twenties.]
[It had all happened so quickly, that even after all this time Tamaki still didn't know how they'd managed to capture him. Sometimes, there were allusions to one of the quirk-repressing drugs being used on him, sometimes it was just implied he'd been overpowered on an otherwise routine patrol, other times he was informed he'd been grabbed on his way home from school.
It's been so long that he can't even remember the time of day they'd taken him, or the location, or what he'd been doing.
He can remember his life at U.A., though. That's one thing they won't be able to pry from him. It's been so long, and it feels like a far-off dream, now, but it's still there.
He flinches when the door swings open and shut, when the lock clicks into place, because the light from the hallway is bright compared to the relatively dim light of his room. One of the lights had been broken the last time he'd managed to lash out, and it had yet to be fixed. The other's bulb was dimming, too, so dark shadows were cast around the room. Ominous.
He's bruised all over, bloodied, only just clinging to consciousness, but surprisingly enough, Overhaul's entrance doesn't seem to concern him. If anything, a calm settles over his shoulders, because, usually, the villain's appearance meant that the pain would stop for a little while. It was excruciating to be broken down and remade, but to be healed anew afterwards was a godsend in an existence of blood and broken bone.]
Fine...
[A simple answer for a simple question. A blatant lie, if his general state is anything to go by.]
Ask your men.
[He's been good, because he's had to be good. He hasn't eaten in he can't remember how long, after all, and he can't lash out if there's nothing to lash out with.]
It's been so long that he can't even remember the time of day they'd taken him, or the location, or what he'd been doing.
He can remember his life at U.A., though. That's one thing they won't be able to pry from him. It's been so long, and it feels like a far-off dream, now, but it's still there.
He flinches when the door swings open and shut, when the lock clicks into place, because the light from the hallway is bright compared to the relatively dim light of his room. One of the lights had been broken the last time he'd managed to lash out, and it had yet to be fixed. The other's bulb was dimming, too, so dark shadows were cast around the room. Ominous.
He's bruised all over, bloodied, only just clinging to consciousness, but surprisingly enough, Overhaul's entrance doesn't seem to concern him. If anything, a calm settles over his shoulders, because, usually, the villain's appearance meant that the pain would stop for a little while. It was excruciating to be broken down and remade, but to be healed anew afterwards was a godsend in an existence of blood and broken bone.]
Fine...
[A simple answer for a simple question. A blatant lie, if his general state is anything to go by.]
Ask your men.
[He's been good, because he's had to be good. He hasn't eaten in he can't remember how long, after all, and he can't lash out if there's nothing to lash out with.]
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