#grey time

[leontasmant]

[leontasmant]

[softyswork]

One of your clones starts falling out of line, falls in love with the doctor and tries to win his favor. You're too scared of him to love him properly, unlike them! Why does he love you so much? Once Dottore finds that this clone could potentially expose his plans to you, he decides to give them to the Fatui troops as an onahole. He doesn't need a fake.

Your clones want you dead. You don’t deserve all of his attention. They long to warm his cock as he scribbles in the margins of medical tomes. Long to be cut open and dissected by him, only wishing that he would press his scalpel to their skin and cut through the layers of viscera, muscle and fat until he could hold their beating heart in his gloved palms.

Dottore wouldn’t give them away to the Fatui. The troops don’t even deserve to see an inch of your skin. They’ll be disposed of quickly. “She’s never going to love you. Not like how we do.” The clone kneels before him, exposing her throat for him to cut, waiting for the sharp blade to pierce her skin.

[softyswork]

if Mc had feelings for Vil, Idia is "kind" enough to keep his preserved body just like the snow princess from the tale. Idia wants to smash the monitor every time the broken prefect presses her lips against Vil's cold, unresponsive ones. She's even attempted to touch him through his clothes only for her to break down in tears at the realization that he'll never come back and scold her for being a slovenly potato

She’s begged Idia for cosmetics and a hairbrush, arranging her hair and face every morning before tip toeing to Vil’s casket. “Look at me Schoenheit-senpai. I did everything that you showed me. Will you open your eyes and look at me?” The kiss that she presses to his lips, does nothing. He doesn’t scold or praise her. He lays there unmoving.

“—I’ll try again tomorrow, senpai. I’ll do better.”

[softyswork]

Grey-time? Idia puts the other dorm leaders through hellish experiments while keeping you in luxury by comparison. They're poked, drugged, and taken apart by the sadistic scientists working under him, but Idia comes to your cell every day to tend to you personally. He hates when you cry about leaving, but he wants to make sure you're safe from your friend's 'corrupting influence'; it's their own fault for overblotting in the first place!

You don't need to know that he's using your friends as an outlet for his own insecurities, as opposed to researching their conditions. Paranoid envy takes over as he subjects them to this torture. Leona’s cute ears' you praised before are ripped off, and Vil's nothing special without his beautiful face, either. The science department want to know more about mermen physiology, so he gave the green light to dissect arrogant Azul. Idia made sure to drug Jamil, and Riddle until their minds are shattered beyond repair. Not so smart now, are they? He's your only route in this game now, so just accept it, Kantokusei-shi.

This is a work of art!!

There are no routes left aside from his. He tells you as he sneaks you cake and sweets. As you’ve been exposed to blot, the science department won’t let you go home but if you’re willing to cooperate with him in a team, he can at least get you better conditions.

If you’re under his watchful eye in his room, surely they’ll accept that.

You won’t have anyone else to love. He’s going to have the department take them apart to their bones if that’s what it takes.

[gmcfloppins]

Grey

I’m sick today, so I’m just going to write this before going back to sleep. 

It’s dark out. Not pitch black, but still dark. Outside my window, everything is a cool grey, neutral, except for the patch of wet asphalt where bright white from the lamp down the street is reflected back up to me. 

It’s raining. If I didn’t know better, I’d say the day was getting darker. I look back out of my window. The grey is lightening.

I don’t want it to go.