ヲタノン (imeeji anon account) ([personal profile] wotanon) wrote2019-08-13 07:07 pm
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Prompt Meme: Gore Prompts

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1. Submit a prompt here for gorey fics. You can do this on or off anon.

2. Please include the characters or pairings you want to see in the subject header, as well as a kink or situation.

Example: Pythia/Exael; college roommate AU

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Example: I’d love it if this fic could be fluffy and cute. Bonus points if Exael asks Pythia on a date to the ice-skating rink during the winter holidays!

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Eichi/Mehniel, vore

(Anonymous) 2019-08-14 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
Let Eichi's wildest dreams come true. Let him eat an angel.

Fill: A Heavenly Feast (1/1)

(Anonymous) 2019-09-13 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
It's a special occasion, so Eichi takes his time to make sure it's a day to remember.

He picks his recipes with care.

He accounts for every ounce of meat; he butchers the limbs with hands that are surprisingly gentle. When he's finished, he packs what he thinks he can't eat in plastic bags, labels them, and puts them in the freezer for later.

Even with all the leftovers, there's plenty for today.

He'll start with eggrolls, the tender meat from the wings minced and mixed with finely sliced vegetables before he wraps and deep fries them. He'll make a sweet chili sauce, for dipping.

Next, he'll prepare a salad, arugula and watercress, the bitterness of the greens offset with bright pops of dried cranberries and a light, refreshing vinaigrette. The meat for this dish will be sliced thin and delicate, marinated and flash fried.

The main course is steak, naturally. He couldn't possibly have this meal without steak. He selects the cut carefully, and he goes light on the seasoning; with fresh meat, less is more. He'll serve it on a bed of polenta, with broiled mushrooms and a side of bleu cheese butter.

Dessert is a challenge, but Eichi is up to the task. After consulting several cookbooks about how best to utilize meat in a dessert, he decides on brown sugar ice cream, topped with crispy bits of caramelized fat.

When it's all finished, it will be a feast fit for kings.

It will be a feast fit for him, and with the freezer overflowing, there will be plenty more to follow.

Eichi sets the table, fine china and linen napkins. He leaves a prayer book open, the proper page marked with a velvet ribbon.

God created the founder of this feast, after all. It's only fitting to give thanks.