#I know I just talked about Ash n Babe doing wolf cuddles

[sheawritesstuff]

Wolf-Shaped Blanket

[Sam x Darlin]

[Fluff - 454 words]

[Nice short fic because they're cute and I love them]

Darlin groaned and kicked at the blankets while they tossed and turned in bed. They scrunched their face up as they struggled to get comfortable.

“Hey, you alright? Looks like you've got a one-man mosh pit goin on over here,” Sam joked as he walked toward the bed. He set the newly retrieved water bottle on their bedside table and looked at them inquisitively.

“I can feel my skin and it's pissing me off,” they complained. They kicked at the blankets one last time before giving up and melting back into the bed. Darlin tipped their head up and let out a sound that rode the line between a groan and a growl.

The vampire sat on the edge of the mattress and hummed as he considered their options. He clicked his tongue a few times before putting his hands up against the sides of his head. He mimicked the shape of wolf ears and lifted his eyebrows.

“You sure you're not just trying to get a sentient weighted blanket out of this?” Darlin teased.

“Baby, let's be honest, I'd get that whether you were shifted or not. I just want my Darlin to be as comfortable as possible.” He leaned down to kiss their head and carefully untangled the blankets from their sprawled limbs.

Darlin practically threw themself out of bed and all but ripped their clothes off. Once they were bare, they hopped back on the bed on all fours and shifted into their familiar canine form. The tension visibly eased from their body as they let out a low whine. Sam noticed the subtle wag of their tail, but decided not to mention it.

The cowboy maneuvered around the giant wolf in his bed and settled into his side of the bed. He then patted his chest a few times and grinned up at his shifter mate.

Taking the hint, they crawled on top of their partner and laid flat with their head on his shoulder. They nuzzled against his cheek and looked at their lover with the biggest puppy dog eyes imaginable. They'd never admit that part, of course, but Sam knew. That's all that really matters, right?

Sam rubbed his thumb up and down their snout and between their eyes in a gentle repetitive motion until their eyes fluttered closed.

“Good night, Darlin’,” Sam whispered. He kissed their nose with a soft smile. “Sweet dreams.” He buried his hands in the soft fur on their neck and gently scratched. The vampire kept the same rhythm long after his big bad wolf had fallen asleep.

Their weight on top of him paired with the gentle and repetitive motion filled him with a warm calmness. He could get used to this.

[huicitawrites]

Yandere zombieman headcanons (opm) please😍

Your wish is my command dear!!!

I don’t know much of the character but I’ve done a quick research. I hope it comes to your liking :)

I’ve added a little scenario, hope you like it :3

“Together Forever”

Yandere! ZombiemanxReader

headcanon

trigger warning: possesive behavior, obsessive behavior, delusional attitudes, implied kidnapping, implied torture, human experimenting.

Zombieman :

Zombieman is kind of a lone wolf. He is a bit reserved, and isn’t much of a talking person. He’d rather work alone than in groups.

He enjoys being alone, but doesn’t like feeling lonely.

And that, is your cue to enter.

Once you have entered into his life, Zombieman won’t ever let you go. If he has to, he’ll drag himself through hell and back just to be with you.

He is very affectionate, but don’t blame it on him. Zombieman has a lot of love to give. Be careful not to drown in it.

He adores to hold hands with you, the feeling of his calloused, rough, ash skin against your clear and smooth one.

The undead one is obsessed with his darling. It’s all about you. 

There is not a moment in which you leave his mind, so don’t expect to escape from him in real life.

Your beautiful eyes, your smooth hair, your perfect skin, that wonderful smile. Your delicate and stunning form, your amazing personality.

Zombieman is enamoured with your whole being. 

But, are you with his?

What is it? You have never agreed to this? To being ‘lovers’?

You do not ‘love’ him?

[“Oh darling, you’re not thinking straight. Maybe the heat is messing up your thoughts? How about we head back home, watch a movie as we lay on the sofa with the AC on. Cuddling together. Hm, yeah. That sounds good.”]

You are piece of evidence and a witness of Zombieman’s delusion. He has convinced himself and is sure with his whole rotted heart, that you will eventually love him.

Even as you try to claw out from his grip, or when you try to kick him away; he tells himself “[Y/N] just needs a little tad more time. They have yet to notice” As if you will. 

The immortal hero is possessive as well. [Full Name] is his. No other person can have them. Only HE can be your lover, the one you’ll ever have. 

If any other nears you with flirting intentions, or glances at your form in the wrong way; Zombieman won’t hesitate to throw punches. 

You wonder why he reacts so violently at the least of dangers.

 Once, a monster had knocked you unconscious and he had gone berserk. Zombieman had reduced the creature into a pile of hacked, mauled flesh. 

Later, when you woke up, your captor protector held you in his arms for hours.

He is afraid.

This twisted, hearted monster hero is scared you will die before him.

Which, so far, is a fact. The needles of your clock go way faster than his.

You cannot regenerate. You are a mortal.

You will leave him behind, all alone.

But Oh, he will NOT accept this.

He has investigated from past experiences and classified documents on the secret to a long, death-ridden life.

Zombieman hates to see you in pain, but sweetheart you HAVE to understand

He is doing this for you both. Don’t you want to live with him by your side, forever?

“Babe I know it hurts, I’ve been through this too! Trust me, okay? It’ll be quick.” he cooed as he stared at your eyes. You could distinguish in those crimson irises the putrid, rotting love he has for you.

The leather straps held your body flat to the hospital bed, but your head twitched in discomfort. He turned the switch on and fluids containing unknown substances entered your system. An excruciating pain shot throughout your body, hot tears sparked out from your terrified [e/c] hues and a blood-curdling scream left your throat. It was muffled by the gag.

In a matter of seconds, the sensations stopped and you are left numb but alive. The hurting you had been submitted to had paralyzed your body.

Greyish and icy-cold hands tuck the messy hairs away from your eyes and plant a soft , chaste kiss on your rosy lips. 

“You’ve done so well. We’re near, [Y/N]. The ‘together forever’ will be ours soon”.

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[welcometoyournewhell]

Return of the Tickle Wolf

A/N: I notice most animals pick up certain parts of words rather than truly knowing a word. Like if I call Ellie, both her and Gremmy look up because of the "E" in the pronunciation. For those of you who don't have pets or your animals don't do this, that's why Kosmo picks up on "ick" in the word "tickle".

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Adam blinked a few times as he looked at the source to the blinding light that had just enclosed his room only moments ago. Rubbing his working eye he looked back to where he thought he'd saw something, only to see nothing. He shook his head figuring it was from the lack of true light and fresh air causing him mind to malfunction slightly.

That was until he felt a puff of air on his arm. He jumped slightly before looking to the right of his hospital bed. Big puppy eyes we're looking up at him as the large wolf he'd met earlier bowed so that his head was on the mattress. "Geez, you scared me," he sighed with a soft chuckle. Still slightly weary of his grandson (mainly for what Coran said about being taken to another reality), he wanted to take all precautions.

But Kosmo ignored the sniff as he knew who Adam was and muzzled into the warm food giving mechanism. His tail wagged happily as the professor picked up on the lovins giving. "Aw, your so soft," the human cooed. Eyes widened as he reached the mane. "And so fluffy!"

It was a rare moment where the boring, serious, down to earth Adam left to let the slightly childish one out. But who could blame him? This wolf was so sweet, soft, fluffy, and cuddly! Something he was finding out now as Kosmo climbed on his bed, awkwardly curling up for snuggles.

The knew weight made the frame of the bed creek but it was metal, real metal. It should be okay. The only other pain like sound was from Adam as the big boy laid on him. His wounds were mostly healed but still sore. But the pain slowly morphed into a more saddle burning like sensation as the babe settled down and curled into him.

The healed hand went back to work as fingers parted through the long, thick fur. "So, where's your daddy and grand parents, huh?" Yellow eyes peered up at him as if to say "Don't care, keep petting". But in reality Keith was busy with Shiro and a soilder that would be joining them on the Atlas.

They were checking our the ship, Keith still trying to coax his brother to bring Adam along. As for Krolia and Kolivan.... he had no clue. But Kosmo wanted to see this new person more! He'd slept with him a few times already. Granted his daddy pushed the empty bed not far from Adam's next to Adam's so that they could all fit.

But it was still sleeping with him just.... pinning Keith against the man. But the chin scratches Kosmo was receiving made him think he should have sprawled out on them. "Such a good boy," the professor cooed as he really dove into the world of chin scratching.

It had been a while since he'd pet an animal. While Shiro was in space their cat had passed. She was a senior cat they adopted so the Adam understood but.... it still hurt. Her name was Abby, he had her ashes and a clay mold of her paw print back in his room. Shiro was crushed to hear about it, Adam could tell he was still upset even a week later.

He couldn't talk as he balled his eyes out for over a month, even now the thought of her made him cry. Which could be why a soft tongue was licking his face. "Sorry boy, just my mind went somewhere." He continued to pet the kissing wolf, until the kissing turned to sniffing. Something smelt.... different?

The cool, wet nose moved to the side somewhat, sniffing the unharmed ear. Eyes widened once more as a scarred hand slapped over Adam's mouth. "K-Kosmo," he whispered slightly as he moved the alendage away from soft lips.

His grandson ignored him as he continued to sniff, unaware of what the other was feeling. "Hehehy! That tickles!" The healed hand tried to gently move the babes head, only to gain his attention. Laughter, smile, squinting eyes, ick? He had heard the sound before. Last time he heard ick he got his daddy to be happy! Oh, maybe he could make his grandpa happy too?!

He gave Adam a kiss before s offing around his ear again, warning muffled laughs and a head shake. Pulling his hand back again, Adam laid back more. "K-Kosmo plehhease! Thahat really tickles!" His ears were one of his worst spots if not the worst. He continued to giggle and gently push at the head as sniffs continued.

Starting to sniff behind the ear, whiskers began to dance about. Arms wrapped around the babe as the professor shrieked and let his head fall back, adorable face following. Kosmo strained and squirmed with big eyes to get back to what he was doing.

"Oh crhahap! Kosmo, nhahaho, bahahaby, stop," the grandfather pleaded as the anticipation set in. Well that and it was so funny and cute so see the excited wolf try to tickle him again. He didn't believe when Keith said he'd been attacked by this little (big) tickle monster, but now he knew what he meant.

"Raow! Rrmmmrow!" The hell kind of noises was that? Adam looked over to see the babe pouring and flailing his legs about. He was having fun! He was having a tantrum and the other's eye watered from the cuteness as he giggled himself. "Your so cute," he cooed. Being pulled into a hug and receiving kisses the baby's tantrum was passified.... for now.

He let out a whine of teenagerness before falling limo into the other's arms. If he had to take the loving, he would. "Kosmo, there you are!" The two looked over to see Keith in the door way. The wolf snuffed at him before curling back into Adam, faking a grudge from lack of attention given for the day.

Unfortunately, his tail wag clearly gave away his excitement to see his daddy. Adam chuckled as he pulled his legs up more.... or as much as he could. It didn't hurt or tickle but his feet were getting whipped by the massive limb. "Well, at least he was keeping you company." That voice. Adam's smile dropped as his eyes narrowed.

"Surprised you came back here." Keith sighed before elbowing his brother. Everything was just happy! The older rolled his eyes before sitting at the foot of the bed, back facing Adam. "Well I still love you. Just because we had another fight doesn't mean anything." But he had the spiteful tone that most men got when they fought, that most humans got actually.

Keith felt tears coming up as he crossed his arm and walked over. "Come on Kosmo, they need to talk." But Kosmo wasn't budging. He melmed at his daddy before wagging his tail again, whipping both Adam and Shiro. The cute charm was lost as the only thing the professor could focus on was the anger in his heart that had resurfaced from another fight.

"You won't face me though," he stated softly. "So either I was granted, or your upset. But I'm guessing your upset that I was granted permission to go." Keith kissed his boy's head before leaving. He didn't want to hear this. Kosmo however, didn't seem to care in the least. He snuggled into Adam more, receiving pets for it.

"I'm.... just scared about loosing you again. Space is a fucking nightmare Adam, I don't.... a lot has happened. I don't want you to get kidnapped, to face the same fears of death even within the main ship. You nearly died once already, I lost you twice now." There was a silence as Shiro let his hands catch his face.

Kosmo nosed at Adam for a reaction, but the man didn't budge. Shiro had told him of the horrors in space their first night together, as had Keith. He knew the danger, the horror, but this was his family. Shiro yelled as a toe started to poke at him. "No shit, dumbass! So what's let you take Keith back up there and risk never seeing you two again?! If we're dying, we're dying as a family!" There was a soft whimper that had both their attention. "Not you sweetie, your okay, " the man quickly soothed as he pulled Kosmo closer to hug him. "Your daddy's okay, sshhhh, shhhh." He bit his lip as to not laugh from the nose nuzzling into his neck.

Shiro had turned to face Adam, surprised by the unprofessional way of speaking. But seeing him crumble at the touch of Kosmo was rather calming. Looking over, he smirked. "Khahaosmo," the damn burst. "Baby, come on. Yhahaour ticklingg mehhee." A sudden yell escaped the male's mouth as fingers brushed up his soles. That bastard wasn't.

Oh but a smirk looking back at him said other wise. "Don't you dAH!" Too late. Once more, brown locks spread across the white, paper like pillow case as the professor laughed his heart out. Squirming and screaming, he held onto the wolf who decided that the professor's neck smelt so good!

"Sthahahop it! Sthahaop! T-Thahhakashi!" The former fiancee poked at his husband again as he tried to free his feet. The other squeaked as he felt his own tickle mood coming on. This closeness was something he wanted more than anything to have again with the other. "Gehehet ahahaway fhrom mahay toes! AH! Shahahit, nhohot thahat one!"

This was fun, a fun both missed over the years of tension and absence. The hiccups snorts escaping were so charming to the new captain that he moved to the socked pinky toes. That's when Adam started to go berserk, well that and Kosmo was starting to move up to his ear again.

"Chahan't, nahahaho! Khahashi!" The small giggle, whimper that escaped qued the other in to stop. Adam was at an overload. Looking back, he could see why. Kosmo kept going from the hypersensitive ear to under the chin. It was a killing combination. "Hey buddy, no more. He needs to breathe, alright?"

Shiro had moved up more to get the wolf babe's attention. Eyes looked back at Adam's painting form before looking up at Shiro and back again. "Yes, he needs a break. You wanna cuddle that's fine, but no more tickles." And the babe flopped with his tongue out again. Man he was so cute. Shiro chuckled before rubbing his tummy a little and earn it some leg kicks.

"Well, " the breathless male sighed as he mostly calmed down. "If your not here to fight, grab that bed. I know your not resting enough." Shiro was a bit stunned but honestly couldn't bring himself to protest. Sleeping beside Adam again, the memories of how pushy the other got for all the right reasons.

He did as told before securing the posts together. Undressing a bit, he climbed into the other bed, moving on the crease between beds to steal a kiss. A kiss that quickly turned into a contest for air as memory, years of lacking touch, and love took over. If Kosmo want present and Adam wasn't still sore, the captain might try his luck to take it up a notch, but he wouldn't.

He needed to wait for that, to fall in love again. But the idea Adam stated of a familiar and old feeling wasn't that. Shiro knew this was love, fresh love. The kiss broke as he giggled softly, pulling back to cover his mouth. Adam landed, a smirk plastered on his face. He'd clawed at the other's ribs slightly and his hand was still formed. "Missed you too," the younger chuckled before squealing as the close found his thigh.

"Oh, I so missed this, " Adam teased before negotiating his release with his grandson. Kosmo agreed before flopping on the abandoned, warm mattress. Adam covered him before "wrestling" with his former love for an upper hand.

As night fell over the military compound, Keith began to look for his son as he grew worried. What he found was actually rather receiving. Like a child, the breakup affected him like a divorce would. No kid was ever okay when their parents split. But seeing Adam curled up in top of Shiro as the other holds him protectively.... he knew things were going to be okay.

Tucking Kosmo in with one of his hippo toys, he gave the babe a kiss before heading back to his own room. Maybe going back wouldn't be so bad after all.