Foolish Mortals Kink Meme!

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(Stolen from DRRP's Kink Meme)

HERE'S SOME GUIDELINES/RULES:
1. All requests- smut, fluff, gen or otherwise (alternate murders, anyone?)- are welcome so long as it's about Foolish Mortals.
2. Fic and art fills are all good.
3. This is for all rounds of Foolish Mortals. Intermingled cast requests ("what if so-so and so-so from this and that round met?") are acceptable. (Even though there's only the Mock Trial and one Round so far)
4. Staying anon is fun but not required
5. There's going to be enough dicks to go around we don't need you to be one too.
6. Use proper trigger/content warnings for sensitive and/or offensive subjects, just like you would in FM proper.
7. This is a judge free zone, however, we only ask that you be mindful of character ages, esp. in regards to the younger characters.
8. If you do not want your character to be involved with the smut or things that make you uncomfortable please contact us. This is ultimately just for fun and we would hate for it to become upsetting for anyone.
9. Respect player wishes if they ask to not have their character be in smut or anything out of their comfort zone.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

everyone beats up live action gaston for being mean to the good good boy

i don't know how but make it happen

[(Anonymous)]

While the others stayed clumped together, Maui explored the underworld. It gave him a chance to walk around by himself, but it made him confront the weariness that dragged at him like it didn't really the others. He'd spent so long sleeping at first that by the time he awoke, the others had begun to think that he was dead. Well, again.

The Underworld was no place for a demigod.

He pressed himself as flat to a crevice as he could when he heard two voices approaching.

"No, listen, just stick around a little longer! Big, Blue, and Ugly's got some kind of a real explosive exit planned! Don't you want the chance to go back and stick it to all those schmucks who did you wrong, Red? I hear they even got that little pipsqueak who was always dogging you everywhere! Didn't he turn on you in the end too?"

Maui mouthed "pipsqueak" to himself, brow furrowed in confusion. The duo that came around the corner was strange indeed. The fast-talker was some kind of a floating...monster, with a single eye and spindly arms and legs.

But less important than the monster was the man with him. The man in the red leather coat, with black hair pulled back into a ponytail on the nape of his neck, with a disgusted curl to his lips, crinkle in his nose, like he'd just stepped in something foul. With cruel grey-brown eyes that Maui had seen before, on a screen what felt like so long ago.

Gaston.

Maui waited until the duo had passed him, following them on silent feet until they parted ways (with the yellow monster bidding Gaston a "Just think about it, yeah?" as he went).

"Hey." Maui called, when he was sure that the yellow monster was out of earshot. Gaston turned, his eyebrows arching up when he realized that he had to look up to see Maui's face.

"Can I help you?" Gaston asked. Oh yeah. That face was very punchable.

"You're Gaston, yeah?" Maui asked.

"Captain Gaston to you. What does it matter?"

"Oh, it matters a lot to me. You see, much as I've got a whole bunch of friends who would just love to give you a piece of their minds, I am so glad that I got to meet you first." Maui took a step closer. Gaston took a half step back.

"I'm not afraid of you," Gaston said. Maui smirked.

"Wrong answer." He reached out to grab Gaston before he could bolt, slamming the man up against one of the stone walls and holding him there with one big arm pinned across his chest. He watched as fear came over Gaston's expression, as the man's eyes fell to Mini Maui. Maui spared his miniature a pointed glance, and Mini looked up at him, and then gestured like he was cracking his knuckles. Maui let out a dark chuckle. "Sounds good to me."

"What- what manner of devil are you?" Gaston pleaded, squirming, his boots scraping against the stone wall.

"Can't imagine someone like you's heard of someone as awesome as me. Maui, shapeshifter, demigod of the wind and sea, hero to all - and partner to someone who's told me all about you."

Realization hit Gaston like a bolt of lightning, and then that disgusted look returned.

"Why am I not surprised that he's fallen in with some kind of hulking, tribal heathen without me? Some giant who thinks he's important enough to play god? You're a sideshow, a monster, a freak," he snarled. "I tried to be a strong male influence for him, someone who could change him, make him normal, make him back to the way God intended-" Maui snapped with a roar, reared back and slammed Gaston against the wall beneath his arm hard enough that Gaston's breath caught in his chest.

"Lefou is just fine the way he is," Maui said. "He's a better man than you'll ever be." Gaston wheezed, squinted up at him.

"Oh, that's perfect. Are you in love with him?" he asked, mockingly. Maui grit his teeth so hard they creaked. Gaston seemed to realize his mistake when the solid, unmoving arm pinning him to the wall slid up to press against his throat.

"Since you don't seem to get the position that you're in right now, 'Captain,' let me make it clear to you: I've seen the scar you left on him. I've killed bigger, badder monsters than you when I was a child. Now you've got three seconds to tell me why I shouldn't just pop your head off your shoulders and find out if people can still die down here." He pressed his arm harder against Gaston's neck, relishing in the gargled-out rattle that escaped the man, the hands that had about as much chance of moving his arm as a couple of beetles.

Gaston's face was turning purple, his eyes nearly bulging out of his head, when Maui felt a sharp, painful snap at his shoulder. He looked down and saw Mini frowning at him and tapping his foot.

"Look, my guy, you saw him." Mini looked at him, and the ink shifted to make him look like Lefou, briefly. Maui's grip slackened at even the slight rendition of his partner. "Yeah, but come on, short stack's not here right now. He's not gonna find out about this." Mini gestured. "Well, no, but it'll make me feel better!" Maui argued. Mini remained unmoved. "...Fine. Can I smack him around a little at least?" Mini thought about it, then shrugged and nodded. Maui looked back at Gaston, who had been watching his fate be decided between the demigod and one of his tattoos. "You're lucky he's a better man than you are," Maui said. "Because I'm not."

He pushed his weight against Gaston's chest until he felt something give and snap and Gaston cried out in pain, and then he let the man fall to the floor with his broken ribs.

"I don't care if you rot down here. But if you ever make my Lefou shed another tear, I'm not going to hold back next time. Got it, tough guy?" Gaston wheezed, writhing in pain. Maui kicked him out of the path with a nudge of his foot. "Good talk."

[(Anonymous)]

praise jesus this is the ideal right here