Lovelocked & Airlicked: the Airlocked kink meme

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shamelessly ripped from the Dangan Roleplay Kink Meme

GUIDELINES/RULES:

1. All requests- smut, fluff, gen or otherwise (alternate murders, anyone?)- are welcome so long as it's about Airlocked.
2. Fic and art fills are all good.
3. This is for all rounds of Airlocked. Intermingled cast requests ("what if so-so and so-so from this and that round met?" and this includes "IC" requests from the canon Airlocked fandom all over the galaxy) are acceptable.
4. Stay anon because it's funner that way.
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 Airlocked proper.
7. This is a judge free zone, however, I 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 me. This is ultimately just for fun and I 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.

Have fun, darlings! If any rules are violated please don't hesitate to to alert one of the mods.

 

 

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CW: Seth dies in a trash compactor

[fatherofsin]

Seth's couldn't see. Oh, it wasn't that bad. Angelica was being his seeing-eye person. It gave her purpose. Lightning had broken his glasses by punching him in the face earlier in the week, and that meant his abysmal eyesight was going to haunt him. It limited him, but it was fine. Angelica was a good girl.

"Just to the diner, this evening, like usual. I prefer the food there over what we find in the cafeteria," he mutters. He's not in the mood to try anywhere else. She just takes his hand and leads him silently. He can't see, but he trusts her. She hadn't let him down yet, after all.

A door opens, and he walks inside, but immediately he's aware something is wrong. Angelica isn't following, and it just frankly doesn't smell right. He frowns, turning around with hands groping for anything. Where is she?

"Angelica?" he calls, but there's no answer save for the slamming of a door. Something is very wrong now. He walks toward where the sound of the door closing was, coming face to face with an immovable door. He sees red occasionally flashing outside what he can only assume is a small window.

"Angelica? What's going on?"

There's no answer but the steady scraping of metal against metal. He's very aware where he is now, and he fruitlessly tries the door over and over. It's not opening. Why is it not opening? They should have thought of this, he thinks. Someone accidentally ending up inside. Or maybe they did and this is what they want.

The walls press in. He knows pushing against them won't help. But he's running out of space, and it's already getting tight.

"Angelica, this isn't funny! Open the door!" he practically screams. He'd never really been afraid in his life. Seth Twiright feels his arms buckling as the walls press in, unimpeded by his attempts at all. Soon enough, he's squeezing in sideways, back against one wall and palms flat against the other. He's putting all his efforts into trying to save himself, even though it's doing nothing.

His bones creak, and it gets tight. He can feel it slowly crushing as his ribs begin to loudly crack and snap. It's a slow and gruesome death, and he's screaming for the last bits of it. Blood drips from his mouth before his head is finally crushed. Blood splatters against the door and window at the end. No one is going to be able to deny what happened.