purplepimphats: (Default)
[personal profile] purplepimphats
The Yami no Matsuei kink meme!


The previous one has been quiet for a while, so let's shake it up a bit, yes? Feel free to crosspost any prompts from there here if you really want to see them written.


The point is to leave a prompt with a kink anonymously, which someone will then hopefully answer, anonymously. However, note that this journal and all kink memes hosted here have no penalty for going unanon. The point of a kink meme is for people to feel safe in posting things they wouldn't usually own up to, but if you feel comfortable, then go for it.

Also you're allowed to crosspost into your journal if it gets large. Just leave a link and it's good to go. Make sure it isn't friends locked so everyone can read it, though.

-fluff/gen/plot are also allowed. Just because it's a kink meme doesn't mean every entry must be 100% NC-17. Fade to black is fine. PG-13 is fine. 100% G cuteness is fine. If fluff is your kink, then go for it!

-the only wank allowed should be the sexy kind; no kink shaming or pairing spooging allowed. The rule is just to keep scrolling on.

-Generally, if you can, it's best to answer requests as you make requests. However, we don't want to limit people, and not everyone is a writer or artist, so there is currently no limit on how many requests one can make. However, if no one answers, it will die. So do try to help if you can. Don't feel shy because you're an artist or can only write drabbles, or whatnot. Every speerm fill is saaaacreed valued.

Muraki/Tatsumi

Date: 2011-01-09 08:21 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I want to see Tatsumi strike a bargain with Muraki in order to keep Tsuzuki safe, by being a "substitute" for him (in the bedroom XD)
NC17 would be love!

An Agreement Among Gentlemen

Date: 2011-01-30 11:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inktrap.livejournal.com
I didn't know how much I wanted this, HUNF. I felt this was done, nonetheless, so it ended up as an exact double drabble with less porn than I intended, which ended up being, well, none *fails*


-----


Tatsumi doesn't know why Muraki accepted the arrangement, but peering into a mind like this man's can drive someone mad.

He strives to take of his suit in the most businesslike fashion he musters instead of wondering, folding his clothes as Muraki watches with polite interest. There's no real delight in his eyes, not the way he looks at Tsuzuki, and if this is something good or bad, Tatsumi can't tell. It's a game they're playing, he knows, and if he's managed to capture Muraki's interest with his offer, it doesn't mean the doctor will be kept occupied long enough to maintain his part of the deal.

Tatsumi's glasses are the last item to go as Muraki steps close, and there's undoubtedly a sign of a struggle going in his eyes, because for the first time, Muraki laughs. While he's a shinigami and Muraki is as human as they come, Tatsumi can't hide the helplessness he feels when he cannot even distinguish Muraki's delicate features, if they're contorted into a smile. It's disadvantage Tatsumi cannot have, but he crushes such weakness with a gaze as impenetrable as his shadows when Muraki slides his hand against the side of his neck.

Date: 2011-01-11 05:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
Muraki/Tsuzuki, mpreg (either one as the lucky mother to be, would like to see His Paleness in that condition, because one never sees him this way...)

Date: 2011-01-12 02:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youlooksofine.livejournal.com
Ohohoho, my first request. Confessions between Tsuzuki and Hisoka. Could be romantic or otherwise (ex. like Tsuzuki finally telling Hisoka about his sister or death, etc). Just as long as there is a "confession" of some kind. I won't limit how someone can use the prompt, since there's tons of ways to go about it.

Hm....

Date: 2011-01-12 02:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] noizchild.livejournal.com
Just give me a couple of days. I think I can pull something off.

Re: Hm....

Date: 2011-01-12 04:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youlooksofine.livejournal.com
That would be awesome if you could. :3
From: [identity profile] noizchild.livejournal.com
This is the confession part of the chapter. The rest of chapter will be available when I finish the fic:

Moments later, the tension wore down. The night sedated everyone’s moods. Yet, it wound up something inside of Hisoka. He couldn’t keep it buried in his soul any longer. Every tongue shall sing the truth tonight. Or else the young Shinigami would burn in his misery. Hisoka had to tell Tsuzuki how he felt.

He found his partner in his room. Hisoka peeked in to see if he was alone.

“Don’t worry Hisoka-kun,” the older Shinigami said. “She’s out at the moment.” Hisoka opened the door wide.

“You sure?” he asked. Tsuzuki nodded. Hisoka stepped into the room.

“Oh…” he mumbled. So they were alone. Silence. Hisoka tries to form the words in his head. It all sounds backwards, slurred even. Tsuzuki turned to him.

“What’s on your mind, Hisoka-kun?” he asked. The boy froze with a heavy heart.

“Uh…well…” he mumbled. What’s the point? He already knew what the answer was. Why come out with it now after a month and a half? But yet, the boy just had to say something. Why isn’t it coming out like he wanted it? Tsuzuki gave him a patient smile.

“It’s okay, Hisoka-kun,” he murmured. “I’m always here for you.” His young partner pressed his lips together as he lowered his eyes.

“I love you…” the boy mumbled, almost inaudible. Tsuzuki gave him a puzzled look.

“What did you say?” he asked.

“I love you…”

“Sorry?”

Hisoka clinched his fists as his body trembled.

“I LOVE YOU, YOU IDIOT!” he shouted. “I love you, okay?!?” Hisoka’s cheeks went cherry tomato red. There, he said it. The truth was out now.
Hisoka looked up to see Tsuzuki still smiling at him kindly. His partner wanted to scream at him. “Stop smiling, you idiot and say something!” he thought. Instead, Tsuzuki just gave him a small nod.

A nod. Just a nod. On the outside, it didn’t look like much. But, Hisoka knew otherwise. Tsuzuki rose to his feet from the floor.

“Yes,” he said. “I love you too, Hisoka-kun.” No, not in the same way. The boy could feel Tsuzuki’s serene sympathy flowing through him. True, Tsuzuki loved him, but more like a younger brother than a lover. His heart belonged to her.

“So what do we do?” Hisoka asked at last. Tsuzuki walked over to the boy and tried to put him on the shoulder. Hisoka lightly pushed his hand away. Tsuzuki gave him an understanding smile.

“That’s up to you,” he said. “But I will always be here for you.”

“Stop saying that,” the boy mumbled. Tsuzuki nodded again. Silence.
From: [identity profile] youlooksofine.livejournal.com
Oh wow! that was totally not what I was expecting, but yay. Thank you! <3
From: [identity profile] youlooksofine.livejournal.com
I'm sorry if my response came out as a buzz kill, that totally wasn't my intention-I was just really rushed. What I meant was that I didn't think it'd be a part of your fic. It was a really creative idea. :3 Thank you, your response made my day. I was looking forward to it for a long time!
From: [identity profile] noizchild.livejournal.com
There, there. No offensive taken. I enjoyed writing this part. Next my next question is what happens next for them.
From: [identity profile] youlooksofine.livejournal.com
<3

I look forward to seeing what happens next in your fic. :3

Just for you~! A Tsuzuki confession--of sorts

Date: 2011-01-26 03:19 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Title: The Very Brief Engagement of Tsuzuki and Hisoka

Three rows of desks back, Hisoka’s bent head faced him from where Tsuzuki had entered the office. As usual, the younger shinigami was reading and completely absorbed by whatever words were inscribed on the pages as if a bewitchment charm had been placed between them.

Clutching something in his hand to his chest, Tsuzuki took a calming breath and then let the fisted hand fall to his side. Hisoka didn’t even acknowledge his presence, but then he hadn’t for some years having grown accustomed to Tsuzuki’s restless comings and goings.

Time seemed to crawl as Tsuzuki meandered as was his habit around the office, pacing like a dog sniffing the room out and then settled slowly in the squeaky chair next to Hisoka.

His partner of eight years and boyfriend of five didn’t even glance up, his eyes skimming the text and turning the page in silence.

Tsuzuki leaned back, his chair squeaking loudly. No response. He leaned forward. No response. He twiddled with a pen for a bit before getting bored with it. “Hisoka?”

“Hm,” came the disinterested reply.

“Um... Well. I have something to tell you.” Tsuzuki wasn’t exactly nervous, though the longer Hisoka ignored him the more restless he became.

Turning a page, he still didn’t look up. “What?”

“…Can you put the book down please?”

With a sigh, Hisoka plucked a bookmark and put it in the book before reluctantly setting it down. “What is it?”

“Well, we’ve known each other for some time. And we’ve been going out for...” Tsuzuki stopped and restarted it. All the careful words he’d made up were slipping out of his head faster than he could say them. “What I’m trying to say is that for as long as we’re here... Did you want to stay together?”

Hisoka gave him a long look as was his habit and then snorted lightly. “Tsuzuki, were you proposing to me?”

The violet-eyed man wilted looking down at his closed hands lying on the desk. “Yes...?”

A soft hand reached under his chin and tilted it up, until serious, bright green eyes met his. “When you’re ready to go to heaven, we’ll go together,” Hisoka said softly, dropping his hand from him.

Immediately a flush overcame Tsuzuki’s face. “Uh.”

“What’s in your hand?” Hisoka’s hands clasped the fist that actually contained something.

“A ring.” Tsuzuki opened it and on his palm were two thick bands made of a dark silver material. “I know it’s not much, but--”

Slender fingers plucked the smaller one up and inspected it. “Which hand does it go on?”

“Right is for engagement, which is...”

Slipping the ring on his left, Hisoka looked at him expectantly.

Tsuzuki gave him a befuddled look. “You know, a ring on the left ring finger means you’re married.”

An upraised eyebrow was all that met his response. “Do I need to help you with yours?”

Tsuzuki blushed, handing over the ring. “Be my guest.” He offered his hand, and Hisoka slipped the ring on it.

“We have just eloped,” Hisoka deadpanned.

“You know usually people exchange vows with the rings,” Tsuzuki grumbled. “You’re right though... It would be more fun if we had a ceremony... then we’d have cake and other sweets and everyone--except for that Mutt--would wish us a happy marriage.”

Somebody cleared their throat towards the doorway and Tsuzuki felt his skin turn three shades of red. Their coworkers huddled there, having watched the scene play out expectantly.

“Congratulations!!” came the overwhelming shout as they poured in offering ‘wedding’ gifts to the newlyweds.

Hisoka’s lips curled into one of his rare smiles as he reopened his book.

End.
From: [identity profile] youlooksofine.livejournal.com
This was wonderful, thank you. :3 I loved it. <3 It was super cute and absolutely awesome. Thank you!

Tatsumi/Watari: UST and uncertainty

Date: 2011-01-12 03:00 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I'd love to see these two drive each other crazy with desire and yearning, but unable to act on it — until they finally do.

Date: 2011-01-12 03:21 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Teacher/Student activities with Tsuzuki and Hisoka after class.

Date: 2011-01-12 04:37 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Tatsumi/Tsuzuki, reminiscing leads to a one-time hard core banging. In my mind, Tatsumi likes to be rough. >:D

Date: 2011-01-12 07:33 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Tatsumi/Watari

Messing up Tatsumi's office and sex on the desk

Date: 2011-01-21 08:01 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Tsuzuki/Hisoka. Breathy, angsty first kisses.

Date: 2011-01-21 08:05 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Saya and Yuma dress up Hisoka like Lady Gaga. Cue Meifu's reactions before Hisoka manages to tear it off.

Bonus if he has to fight in the outfit, or due to some horrible belt related accident, has to solve a whole case like that.

Date: 2011-02-08 12:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] matrixrefugee.livejournal.com
THIS! (Especially since so many Lady Gaga songs fit YnM...) I may have to write this one...

Date: 2011-01-21 08:11 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Tired of their UST, Watari locks Tsuzuki and Hisoka in a closet together and refuses to let him out until they 'work things through.' (Apparently this is a specially made madscientist!Watari closet, that nullifies strength and summons. Also, apparently, Tatsumi is away on business. Or something.)

Okay, I'm going to do one.

Date: 2011-01-27 07:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] noizchild.livejournal.com
I replied to one, now it's my turn to request one. I'll start off easy for the fans. Tsuzuki/Hisoka: Tsuzuki broke Hisoka's heart somehow and now Hisoka's trying to deal with it. Don't say in words what exactly happened, just leave little clues for the reader to make a guess.

Date: 2011-01-29 11:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inktrap.livejournal.com
Tatsumi/Tsuzuki, hurt/comfort. Possibly something like the day they spent together in the Kyoto arc?

Date: 2011-03-01 06:24 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Anon would love to see Tsuzuki and Hisoka's first time, with them taking it slow and gentle and a lot of emphasis on Hisoka's rape and his desire to move past it with someone he loves.

Date: 2011-03-01 01:30 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Oooh, seconding! <3

Stockholm Syndrome at its best

Date: 2011-03-01 09:47 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Can I just begin by saying I'm so happy we have a new kinkmeme? I'm reposting a prompt that's very close to my heart.

Instead of erasing Hisoka's memories after raping him, he kidnapped Hisoka, torturing him to the point of turning Hisoka into his pretty, obedient little doll.

Kinks include but are not limited to toys; submission, bondage, crossdressing, and the liberal use of the word "master". The only two I really really want is the whole master slave thing and the crossdressing.

Profile

purplepimphats: (Default)
purplepimphats

November 2011

S M T W T F S
  12345
6789101112
131415 16171819
20212223242526
27282930   

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Sep. 22nd, 2017 11:48 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios