#enjoy though

This morning John, warm from sleep, wraps his arms around his waist, pulling him closer with a grumble, and Nikolai can't find it in him to force himself to pull away from his husband, brushing off the subtle discomfort in his lower belly. Which, in hindsight, he didn't regret at the moment in the slightest.

But, maybe, as the day goes on and he pops in the second pill, he regrets it just a little bit.

In the evening the pain gets worse, though, to the point when the third pill doesn't help and the pain goes from annoying to uncomfortable, and Nikolai stares at the packaging with a frown, reading the expectation date. But no, it's fine. Besides, painkillers don't go... bad, they just become less effective, don't they?..

"Родной-" Nikolai begins, turning to face John, eyes locked on the painkillers.

"Those are yours," John says, briefly glancing up from his tablet, reading glasses sitting low on his nose.

"No, that's- I'm aware those are mine. Do we have..." Nikolai puts the box down, free hand moving in the air, tracing a vague rectangle with rounded corners, which, admittedly, looks more like an oval with a weird bump on top. John blinks, a bit confused, and lowers his tablet.

"You should be more specific, love."

"Грелка?.." Nikolai tries, but that gives John nothing, and Nikolai sighs, pressing his palm firmer against his stomach, slightly frustrated. Not at his husband, but at the fact that he has to think when he's in such annoying pain. "You pour hot water in it?.. Not thermos, but, like... You can also pour cold water in it."

"Hot water bottle?" John guesses, and Nikolai sighs heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose.

He loves his husband. He really does. He's just annoyed because he's in pain that he usually manages with painkillers is getting stronger. Usually he gets a dull pain which he manages to ignore without a blink of an eye. It's fine.

"No. The rubber one," Nikolai rumbles, biting down a curse.

"Hot water bottle," John says, more firmly now.

Nikolai snaps his head up, opening mouth to protest, because how can a bottle be made out of rubber, but John already gets up, taking the glasses off before heading to the kitchen. Nikolai stands still, eyebrows furrowed, and grumbles under his breath as the kettle in the kitchen starts to boil. He steps aside obediently when John walks past him towards the bathroom, and shoots a glance towards him, making sure that he's out of earshot, immediately beginning to grumble more actively, fingers pressing down a spot below his bellybutton.

"Hot water bottle, блять, я на дебила похож, шо ли?.. Я ему по-человечески объясняю, the rubber one, а он мне hot watter bottle. Какая нахуй bottle-" he pauses mid rant when John cames back with a said hot water bottle and his face drops immediately, so taken aback that his accent thickens briefly to a ridiculous extent. "Vot."

"Hot water bottle," John says, raising it a little bit, lips curled in an amused smile, and walks towards the kitchen.

"That's not a bottle though," Nikolai protest half-heartedly, actively gesturing at it. "That's- it's rubber, it makes no sense! It makes sense in russian, because to warm is греть, and that's what грелка does, why is this called hot water bottle?!"

"I don't know, love," John says calmly, pouring the boiling water inside, movements steady. "You do pour hot water in it, don't you?"

"But that's not a bottle."

The Voidship is a mysterious vessal build some unknown time ago by forces not yet understood. The purpose of the Voidship is still unknown but what is know is this is a ship capable of travelling through the interdimensional void that exists between the universes of Danganronpa.

Sizewise, The Voidship is nothing to sneeze at as its the size of a large city, comparable to the likes of Kyoto and Tokyo in terms of size.

Due to the sheer size of the Voidship navigation is done via transit pods which travel at Mach 5 speeds from one sector to another, and thus allowing even the slowest people to get from one side of the Voidship to another in little time.

The sectors of the Voidship are divided into agricultral, where all the food is produced, food and commerce where food is consumed and the loosest attempts at currency is exchanged, relaxation where all the various enteraiment is held, engineering where the ship's engines and various machines running the Voidship are held, Adminsteration where the cockpit of the Voidship plus Review Anon's office is located, education which there is some attempts to learn stuff but it normally fails, execirse where various sports equipment and general execirse can be done and finally personal quarters where the dorms are located.

By means unknown, whenever a Danganronpa character falls asleep in their home universe, their dreaming self can astral travel to the Voidship, where they end up in the waking dorms. When visitors first arrive they are given a quick rundown of the Voidship, what happens in their own universe, and the rules of the Voidship. A final test is if they can get past the final room without provoking the penguins, this is prevent overly destructive people from getting onto the Voidship.

Due to this, all visitors are aware of their fictional status, with various reactions ranging from pleased to horrifed, depending on the character and creator in question. As such its common for characters to say instead of "Oh my God" to say the name of their creator instead, unless there is a in-universe god like Utsuro.

The amount of time a visitor can stay on the Voidship is unknown but you would know when your time is coming to an end and its recommend to go back to the waking dorms. Failure to do so would mean you literally vanish in front of people which can be a rather traumatic experience.

Voidship visits are not a once in a lifetime thing as the same characters can come back but its unknown when you come back, the general rule is the longer you stayed on the Voidship, the more time it takes to come back.

If you die in your home universe you never return to the Voidship as dead people never get summoned to the Voidship.

Should someone die on the Voidship, they for the most part wake up in their home universe completely fine, but there is a dead body in the Voidship that needs to be taken care of and that person cannot return unless their body is completely destroyed.

Memories of the Voidship stay on the Voidship as those who wake up from a Voidship dream never recall their dreams. This is a security measure since if memories were retained, it would motivate a lot of characters to avert their fates which would have catastrophic results, especially if you happen to be an Another character...

Should a universe be destroyed due to the fangan being cancelled or the blog being deleted, all the residents who are allowed on the Voidship spawn onto the Voidship and they never leave, they are residents.

Voidship residents have the enjoyment of a unlimited time on the Voidship but it comes with some costs; the knowledge they can never properly befriend visitors since most of the time they go and never come back, that aging might be a problem and finally if they die on the Voidship, they are permenantly dead.

Due to being in the interdimensional Void, the laws of physics and what can and cannot happen are very flexible which allows all manners of madness to occur on the Voidship, which anyone who goes on there has to deal with.

How characters cope with it depends on how absurd their universe is. Survivor characters for example have no problems being on the Voidship since the randomness on there is another Tuesday to them but Despair to Future Arc characters, coming from a more grounded universe, react very poorly to random monster attacks for example.

Currently the Voidship is anchored onto A Student out of Time Universe and shows little signs of moving from that.

Travelling into the Void itself is considered a death sentence since not only is there no oxygen but the lack of physics can for the most part tear anyone and anything to shreds.

The reason "for the most part" is said is while the deeper sections of the Void are certainly like that, when one gets near a universe, the Void becomes a lot thinner and this has allowed life to thrive, Voidborne creatures are not common but they do exist and they are extremely etherial in appearance.

The Voidship itself is built out of unknown alloys, that nobody aside from the Ship's various AI and the Penguin drones know how to operate. Characters like Miu and Yamato have tried making similar alloys but all attempts have resulted in failure.

Paradox rules don't apply so variants of the same character can and will talk to each other.

It can be hard at first to identify the various variants of a character but those who have been on the Voidship long enough can notice various differences from variant to variant.

Ship AI and communications runs on a programming language unknown to anyone, some of the less vital systems did run on a human programming language but after Mikado hacked into the penguin visors the Ship AI has responded and now all ship componants are run on the weird programming language.

Since the ship never needed currency, all exchanges are done via bartering. The lack of a currency annoys certain characters like Syobai greatly and they have attempted to introduce one, but all are met with failure.

The Voidship has existed for a very long time, long before Review Anon found it and repurposed it for her own needs, in fact some might argue its been around for eons...

//And that's all the general lore of the Voidship! Granted I will have more stuff in store but that's tied into spoilers for future plot points but for now I presume this answers a lot of the common questions I have been getting.

Harry, who was incredibly small for his age, and just silly, had a piece of toast stuffed in his big cheeks.

Regulus kissed him back, and gave a small hug to Harry.

James picked Harry up, and put him in his car seat. “You going to have a good day?” James asked Harry as they were driving there.

“Yep!” Harry said, clapping his hand. James couldn’t tell if he was excited or if he was signing. They were trying to teach Harry sign because Remus was deaf, and they wanted them to be able to communicate.

Harry smiled, so James assumed it meant excited. They drove, with James looking back at Harry to make sure he was ok every few minutes.

“What’re you going to do today, Bud?” James asked, smiling at Harry in the mirror.

“Draw. Today we’re learning how to use watercolors!” Harry said.

“That’s good. Maybe now you won’t always be making a mess when you use Papas’.” James teased.

Harry, at the bright age of 6, let out a distinctly teenager sound. James smiled at him and continued to drive.

Eventually, they got to the school, in which James got Harry out of the car and put his school bag on his back.

James held Harry’s hand all the way to the door, where there was a plethora of parents waiting for their kids to be let in.

James was no stranger to being flirted with, nor did he engage with it, so today was no different. A mom left her son with another mom and sauntered over to James. “I can’t get over how cute Harry is! He matches his father!” She said, winking.

James smiled politely. “He’s just like his mum. Of course, he spends every other week at her house. She’s influenced him quite a bit. I’d rather him be like her than me I suppose.”

“I bet you were a little troublemaker growing up.”

James nodded and started to say that he was, in fact a troublemaker, when they all got let in.

And that was the routine.

Every morning, he got up, drove Harry, had a;

“Look how darling you two are together. It’d be nice to get a little dinner together to talk about them, right?” Another mom had asked James.

James really needed to start appreciating Bells more often. They saved him too much.

He smiled apologetically and waved Harry inside.

Every morning.

Wake up

Get Harry

Drive him

Get flirted with

Smile politely

Leave.

Every morning.

Until, he got sick at some point. It wasn’t anything too dreadful, just the flu. His nose was red and he was pretty congested.

Regulus kissed his forehead, which was burning up. “I’ll take Harry today, love. Then i’ll be back to take care of you.”

“Ok, love you.” James said, rather sleepily.

“I love you too.”

So Regulus got Harry in the car, drove there, and waited to be let in.

A mom came up to him with a confused, and almost hateful look in her eyes. “Where James.” She asked, though it sounded more like a cold statement.

“Ah, he’s sick.”

“With what.”

“The flu.” Regulus said simply.

“And who are you?” The mom asked harshly.

“Sorry?” Regulus asked, confused.

“Who are you?” The mom repeated, her voice more aggressive.

“Regulus?” He said, though it came out as more of a question.

“Are you his brother?” The mom asked Regulus, her arms crossed on her chest.

“Who’s?” Regulus was terribly confused.

“James’s.”

Regulus thought before letting out a started laugh. “Me? No. I’m his husband.”

The mom looked positively offended, scoffing away from both Harry and Regulus.