#I typed this whole thing with like inch and a half long acrylic nails and that was a feat

[cloudycrystalkpop]

If you’re still taking scenario requests can you do a dragon hybrid Seonghwa? Idk if that counts as a hybrid but if not bunny Hwa is good too ☺️

this isn't what I was looking for for hybrid aus BUT I really like this idea so I'm tweaking it a bit (if you'd still like a bunny!Hwa pls send another ask! I have a couple of cute ideas but idk if you wanted fluff or *adult content*)

the stories of young maidens snatched away by winged beasts were classic children’s tales in your village. warning for kids to stay by their parent’s side and omens to keep teenagers from meetings with unapproved lovers in the woods. while most lost such a superstition into adulthood, you still believed in such creatures. why? you’d seen one.

or rather, you saw something you couldn’t explain.

a young man, hair the color of stone, with spots like a lizard’s scales, rippling in the sunlight and moving like well crafted armor. and his eyes, slits like a snake as he looked up at the torn cloak in the tree. most of his body bare before you eyes. perhaps you'd be scandalize by the mostly nude stranger, but you were to captivated. 

that had been over a year ago now, the man with skin like a dragon still crossed your mind. digging through scrolls about the creatures. all you could find that fit his description was an old curse. a priest wrote of such curse, they called it “Medusa’s blessing”. 

you spent a night in the woods, slept under the tree you saw him beneath. you told no one, they would think you mad. and you knew you would almost surely become another story of someone lost in the forest to never return. 

awoken by a soft melody, you rubbed the sleep from your eyes, pulling your furs closer around you in the cool night air. 

between the trees, you saw a figure, wrapped in a dark cloak. he sung gently, voice carried by the night breeze. you listened to the story in his song. 

he sung of a young man, beautiful and desired. he sung of a selfish father, who used his son to gain favor and money. he sung of a deal made against the boy’s will, one that left him hurt and used. he sung of a society, who only valued him for what he had do give, not who he was. he sung of a curse, an act against vanity, they told him. and he sang of freedom. 

the song made your heart ache in your chest, leaving a bitter sweet flavor on your tongue. 

finally the figured finished their song. they lowered the hood of the cloak, and you found yourself looking into the eyes of the same young man. the one with dragon’s skin. 

“you shouldn’t be out here in the cold. you could freeze to death.” he warned, standing maybe five feet from you. 

“it was a life I am happy to loose in exchange for your song.” you replied. 

the man tilted his head in curiosity. 

“... I will not be bothered by the cold, but I know of a place that is warm and hidden. come, and I will show it to you.” he gestured for you to follow him. 

and so you did, furs pulled tight around your frame as you walked in silence through the wood. he could be taking you somewhere to kill you, but he could have just as easily killed you at the tree. 

you found yourself deep in a hidden cave, lit by landers and small campfires. the walls glowed in the darkness, but the large cavern was warm and safe, like a blanket for a sick child. he lead you to a bed of furs, telling you to rest. 

“you will be safe here. nothing wishing to harm you will find you.”

“you do not wish to harm me?” you wondered in a sleepy daze. 

the dragon man chuckled, the deep sound reverberated off the sparkling walls and left you wrapped up in his voice. 

“no, I have no desire to hurt you little one. for you, are just like me.” 

[gaysimpsstuff]

Could I get a Hawks in his rut headcanon?

No problem, Anon! I’m sorry this took so long, I wanted it to be perfect since I really like thinking about Hawks’ avian traits, and I know people really like it too. I hope it’s good! 

Hawks Rut Headcannons

Genre: fluff, smut

Type: headcannons (so... many... headcannons)

Warnings: animal traits, Keigo being possessive af, the commission being assholes, sickness, food, breeding kink, lots of horny times

Other: most of this is based off of real research, but some of it also comes from personal preference. @keilemlucent and their fic Best Nest very much inspired many other headcannons, check them outI They’re one of my favorite creators, and the linked fanfic is one of my favorites! Hope it’s okay I tagged you here lmao

NSFW Taglist: @smolchildfangirl @combat-wombatus @mandalorian-baby-bird @waffleareniceandfluffy (Lemme know if you wanna be added to or removed from the Taglist)

Remember to check if requests are open before sending in a request. This was made while requests were still open.

Pre-Rut Behaviors

Grooming and Preening

Before his rut, Keigo starts to feel dirty. He just seems to accumulate more dust and dirt during hero work than usual. He’ll come back home grumbling about blood in his hair and little bits of concrete in/on his skin.

He will insist you clean him off. So you get to brush his hair, put creams on his face, and wash him off in the shower.

Finally, there’s the preening. If he lets you preen his wings, then you know he’s in it for life. He loves and trusts you with everything he has. 

Expect him to press his nose against yours a lot.

Possessiveness and Protection

You’ll notice he gets more clingy, more possessive of you. He gets really controlling in the days leading up to his rut, so you’ll be annoyed a  l o t.

Just text all your friends and family that you’ve been swamped at work, it’d be a little weird to say “hey guys, sorry I can’t hang out, my boyfriend’s horomones are crazy right now and he gets really insecure if I so much as exist near anyone but him.”

You would come home from work and he’s already on you, sniffing your body to see who you’ve been around, and to see if any of them were attracted to you at all.

If he had any kind of sneaking suspicion that anyone posed a threat, he’s literally laying on you and rolling on top of you to try and get his scent on you. Even if no one will smell it except him, he’s gonna do it.

He’s so protective of you, and if something tiny hurts you or makes you upset...

He.

Is.

Angry.

Someone was rude to you? He’s screaming at them.

Someone tries to hurt or touch you? You’ve got to hold him back to stop him from ripping that person apart limb from limb.

All that x100 when he’s approaching his rut.

One person accidentally bumps into you? He takes it as passive aggressiveness even if they’re very apologetic about it.

You stub your toe on a table? He’s smashed the table and burnt it then thrown the ashes in the ocean. 

If you’re sad about something he can’t beat up, he feels horrible. He’s not the best at comforting people, so he’s just grabbing onto you and not letting go, telling you how much he loves and cares for you, and just how amazing you make his life feel.

If you don’t give him enough attention, he gets really huffy, and it gets worse leading up to his rut. 

You lifted your hands from his head to reach for your buzzing phone? He’s already whining and pouting and begging you to give him more head-pats again.

Nesting

He’ll leave hints asking for you to make a nest, usually saying things like “Our bed needs some changing, don’t you think?” “Don’t you wish our space was more personalized?” 

If you don’t get the hint, he’ll be very sad, and he thinks you’re rejecting him. So you’d better be good at reading into things and realizing he’s approaching mating season and wants you to build a nest.

He comes home one day and sees you piled blankets, pillows, and dirty clothes in the living room, sprayed with his cologne and you’re cologne and/or perfume. He pulls you into his arms and spins around with you, giggling and laughing.

He’s so happy you made a nest for the two of you. 

He starts putting pretty shiny things he likes around the nest. Your toothbrush went missing and you found it in the mountain that was your nest.

Once, you were in desperate need of a clean shirt, and the only clean shirt you could find was in the nest. So you picked it up to put it on, and two seconds later, Keigo was in front of you, hands in your shirt, staring at you with such a fierce intensity, you felt almost like a villain.

He was very mad at you for taking things from your shared nest.

He leaves feathers all around the penthouse, but they’re all piled mostly around the nest, they’re for your protection so don’t try and throw them away.

Noises

He also gets really noisy, so he’ll be ‘singing’ and squawking and cooing constantly. He feels really bad about it so he might get you some noise-blocking headphones for when he’s screeching into the sky in the dead of night about how “THIS IS MY FUCKING TERRITORY Y’ALL MOTHERFUCKERS STAY AWAYYYY!”

You really think bird’s springtime songs are about love? Nah he’s mostly screaming about how he’s gonna fuck his partner and how the neighborhood  practically belongs to him.

Someone called the police once, tired of all the shouting, but the officers backed off when they saw who was doing all the shouting. Most of your neighbors are used to the screaming during early spring.

Rut End-game

On the third and second to last day before his rut, he gets a sudden burst of energy and an increased appetite. He refuses to eat anything unless you’ve made it though, so let’s best hope you can cook at least a little.

When he was younger, his hungry times before his rut were spent either eating anything and everything he can get his hands on. The commission broke that behavior very quickly though, so he’d starve himself before his rut, which would result in him getting very sick from a lack of energy and sustenance. That plus the extreme arousal was a recipe for pain and suffering.

So when you noticed he suddenly stopped eating, you insisted on making food for him, telling him that you wouldn’t let him go hungry ever. That was the first rut in years that didn’t feel like torture.

You’re cooking almost all the time, and he’s constantly eating everything you give him, running around from room to room while he waits for his next meal. He’s basically a hobbit.

In the last day or two before his rut, he suddenly has no energy, and starts getting hot and cold flashes. He’s sniffling, curled up in your shared nest, dirty tissues surrounding him. He comes in and out of consciosness, and when he’s awake, he’s whining and complaining about exhaustion and aches.

Physical Changes

Most of these happen in the last few days leading up to his rut, so it’ll be very sudden. These physical changes is what causes the extreme hunger and sickness.

His feathers darken several shades, and they become super sensitive. They also seem to grow in size, so when you cuddle, you’re smothered by them more than usual.

He also gains an extra couple inches in height, so expect some teasing now that he’s just that little bit taller. His hair also gets thicker and stronger, that’s so you can pull on it when he fucks you.

His nails get longer and darker, and they’re impossible to file or cut. So when he holds you and touches you, he often scratches you on accident. He’s really apologetic about it, but honestly you could totally paint his nails and pretend they’re acrylics if you’re into that.

His teeth get sharper, and he starts biting you just for fun. Bites your finger, hand, wrist, neck, even your nose. He underestimated just how strong his teeth are, and he made you bleed first time he bit you.

His whole body is very sensitive, so head-pats, back rubs, wings, and even his touching his feet can get him to the verge of cumming.

his tongue is longer, and it’s a whole lot stronger. He could probably carry a full plastic water bottle with his tongue (which isn’t a lot, but for a tongue it’s very much a lot).

His voice drops a whole octave and a half- mans is sounding almost like Corpse now. Maybe Markiplier? Anyways, if you’ve got a voice kink, you’re in luck

His dick changes too, it gets bigger, and he grows a lump at the base of it, between his shaft and balls. His balls get smaller until they’re barely noticable beneath what he calls him ‘knot.’

His eyes become sharper too, so don’t try and hide anything from him. 

Rut (MAJOR NSFW)

Everyone already knows Keigo has a breeding kink, but he hasn’t brought it up with you until now. It just kind of- happens. As he’s drilling into you, he suddenly starts blabbering about fucking a kid into you, and how hot you’d look all round with his kids. Might be a little weird for those of you who physically cannot give birth to children (my lovely AMABS and infertile AFABS). 

He can’t control it, so it’s especially weird if you don’t even want kids. If you can get pregnant, you’d better double check that you’re taking your birth control. And get to know some good clinics just in case.

However, if you do want kids, if you want to start a biological family woth Keigo, fuck. You will not be able to handle his happiness and horniness in that moment when you beg him to get you pregnant.

He is going to mark you up. Hickies, bruises, hand prints, bite marks, plus his scent. He needs everyone to know that you are his. He wants to claim you, make sure you know you belong to him. No one else can have you but him.

Halfway through your fuckfest, he starts making animalistic noises. He’s growling, roaring, whining, chirping, etc. This is around the time when he stops thinking about you, so he’ll really rough you up during this phase.

This man was a virgin before you, so this is also the first rut he’s ever going to have with another person, so he’ll hold himself back a lot. He needs you to reassure him at every step, tell him how good you feel, how you want him to fuck you, how not only are you okay with him going all out, you want him too.

Did he just cum? You think you’re finished? HA! No way in fucking hell is he finished after one, two, five, ten... so many rounds. He just keeps going and going and going and how the fuck is he still hard? He cums so fucking quickly, so much, and then keeps going.

When he finally does go soft, his whole personality changes. it’s like he didn’t just fuck you stupid. He immediately goes into ‘protect’ mode, which includes cuddles, him spoon-feeding you, petting you like a dog, and singing to you.

He puts the nest near a window so he can keep an eye out for possible threats. Just like “gotta keep mate safe. Is that the mailman? NO FUCK NO GET OUT OF HEREEEE!” 

One moment, he’s fucking you, and the next he’s leaning halfway out the window, screaming at some poor dude walking his dog. Remember, he’s still naked. You learned your lesson after that and kept the windows locked, and warned the neighbors to stay out of sight of the window, at least for the time being.

You’re going to feel very dirty, because he does not want you cleaning off the sweat, cum, and tears from your body. He likes that you smell like him, and you washing it off makes him feel rejected. 

He’s going to break a lot of things, so move pictures and vases into another room and lock the fuck out of that room. Or else he will break all of it.

He thinks any clothes you’re wearing are mocking him, so wear clothes you hate when his rut starts, then get used to being naked for a couple days. 

Oh yeah, his whole rut lasts one to five days. He’s fucking you for about three days on average.

He fucks you until you faint, and then keeps going until he’s out of ‘fuck’ mode and into ‘protect’ mode. A few times, he fucked you unconscious in the middle of the afternoon and then kept fucking you until the sun rose. 

Yeah, he’s got that much energy.

Don’t worry, during the whole time, he lets out pheromones with a strong vanilla-chocolaty scent that keeps your body and mind relaxed. 

There’ve been times when he’s just fucking into you and your water bottle is just out of reach.

During his rut, he has no shame. Let’s hope your walls are soundproofed, or else your neighbors will all know how he fucks you. 

He will not restrain you or hurt you in any way during his rut. So no degredation, no collars or chains, the only thing keeping you in the nest is his weight on top of you.

He gets upset if you try to touch yourself, things it’s you trying to tell him that he’s not satisfying you enough. 

He wants you to cum as many times as him, which is difficult because of his increased sensitivity, so he’s using every skill he knows to get you cumming again and again and again.

Most of the time, he’s going hard, rough, and spilling absolute filth from his cock and mouth, but in the last few hours of his rut, he suddenly gets emotional.

He’s rocking up against you, holding you close to his body and blabbering about you

How much he loves you

How good you make him feel

How he wouldn’t want anyone else by his side for his rut

How you’re his mate for life

How he’ll protect you and keep you safe.

Please be gentle with him, he’s very vulnerable near the end of his rut, and he’ll cry very easily.

When he’s nearing his last load, he makes out with you sloppily, trying to talk as he shoves his tongue down your throat.

He finishes off by  pushing his knot all the way inside you, and stays there for an hour.

This is the softest moment, and he’s covering your body in kisses. 

His knot pushes these small eggs inside you, and you have the lovely job of pushing them all out the next day. 

Post Rut

When his knot deflates, he finally pulls out and starts cleaning you off. 

He’ll carry you around and finally gives you a bath, constantly making sure you’re okay.

He’ll give you lots of massages and he’ll cook for you. He’s constantly thanking you for helping him, telling you he didn’t deserve it.

Just kiss him on the cheek, tell him you had fun, and that you love him so very very much.

He needs the most reassurance now than ever before.

He’s also very tired, so you’ll be taking care of each other.

Then his ‘post-rut’ resets, and he sleeps for hours.

Then he gets super hungry, and the two of you make huge meals and just kinda binge eat for a day or two.

Then his physical changes go back to normal, and you have a happy lil bird boy who simps for you so hard

[tooinlovewithfictionalpeople]

Love me, if you will. ~ P.P

Summery: Ella is the queen bee at school, and Peter Parker is completely in love with her. What he doesn't know is that she has a secret just like his. The only person who can solely defeat thanos, is her.

Please don't steal any of this it is based on a fanfic that I'm wrighting.

Will probably do a part two, depending on how many notes this gets.

Set during infinity war

⚠: Fluff, Violence, swearing, adorable Peter

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Ella Ross, popular, beautiful, powerful. Completely infaturated with Peter Parker.

Peter Parker, adorable, dorky, determind. Completely infaturated with Ella Ross.

Ella was sat on a bus, not the most exciting places to be. Her bright eyes were trained to a certain dork, her red hair waving in the breeze. Her red high heels were hung over the chair In front, her slim legs perfectly posed.

Her cherry lipstick remained perfect as her white teeth bit into her lip.

She now sat, with her head on the window her eyes far away.

It was then Peter looked at her, admiring the way green eyes glitterd in the sun, and her red hair fell into her eyes, so she would reach up and her acrylic nails would brush it away.

Ella was lost in her thoughts when she head Ned shout " Oh my god, we're all gonna die."

Ella rolled her eyes, until she saw the giant circular spaceship hovering over the city.

And Peter Parker sneaking out the window

Ella's eyes flashed silver and she crept passed her wide eyed classmates, who were pressed up agianst the glass in wonder.

" Oh no you don't spiderman, you're not dying on me just yet"

And with that she pressed the tattoo behind her ear, and within a flash, she was out the window.

Her costume itself was.....different.

Her face was covered in a black mask, with an electric blue streak crossing from her left eyebrow down to her right point in her jawbone. The mask was connected to her suit, which was black leather as well. The zip was a matching electric blue. The leather suit ended in shorts. Her thighs were were partly coverd in black fishnets that too, were streaked in blue. On her feet, were thigh high boots. They were shiny black, but the seven inch heals were electric blue.

Her eyes were now liquid silver, no white and large pupil.

She lept after Peter, but landed inside the spaceship rather than on it.

She had a habit of shifting through things rather than landing on them. It was one of her thirteen powers.

Ella just sat on one of the beams, practically invisible in the dim light.

"Woah Mr Stark it smells like a new car in hear" Ella giggled at Peter's voice outside, her eyes flashing pink

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It had been a while, and Mr Stark and Peter were staring down at Thanos' Minion.

Ella rolled her eyes. She'd show them.

However before she could get down Iron Man lept into action taking Peters disbolical action plan.

Ella rolled her eyes and stared at Peter who jumped from the balcony type thing.

" Yeah, but the kid's seen more movies" was all Iron man said.

But as the whole in the ship was created, Thanos' minion mended it and threw Peter against the wall.

Iron man stepped back. " Uh oh"

Then Ella lept into action. Hissing like a cat, she lept infront of Tony facing...she decided to call him squidward.

" They call my Siren Fox. Nice to meet you squidward."

Squidward bounced into action, objects around him lifting pointing to Ella Peter, Tony and steven.

" Move" he said " I dare you."

Ella shrugged. " well, being the daughter of the princess of calotone has it perks. Including these "

She rolled her neck and thirteen gems appeared.

"These are matter stones. There are thirteen of them, and they chose their owner. Their power can overcome the infinity stones.But they have there own Minds.

"The first life is life, she heals and brings back the death" The replica of Ella lept from the white stone necklacs on Ellas chest. Life was the exact replica of Ella except her eyes were solid white, like marble. Her suit was a flowy white dress, with slip on white shoes.

" The next is Voice. She can scream and kill you, or manipulate you by singing" Voice joined Life by circling squidward, who seemed tranfixed. Voice had a short skirt and skin tight top, with converse. Her eyes matched her outfit, fluorescent pink.

" The next is flexibility. She's something that manovers a lot" Flexability was in a leather suit, much like Ellas, but a burgundy colour. Her eyes were bright burgundy as well.

" The next is speed. She can run like the wind." Speed was in shorts and vest with trainers that matched her amethyst eyes. Speed sped to suidward, laughing at the confusion on his face.

" The next is strength. Stronger than thr hulk, than any other being" Strength was in a playsuit and heeled boots, her topaz eyes alight with excitment. Strength was careful anx calculating, and walked over to Peter to lift the heavy weight of his legs. Life then healed him with the touch of her fingers, which glowed white.

" The next is emotion. She can control people's minds and make them feel" Emotion was bubbly. One eye was bright yellow, the other a navy blue. Her suit was like a swimming costume with shorts. It was navy blue with a star patten along the hips, like a belt. She stood by Iron Man, who just blinked at her.

" Did she just take away my fear? " He asked.

Ella nodded. " If she likes you she'll help you."

" The next is fire. She'll burn down anything or create warmth. She goes hand in hand wirh water, who can create and control anythibg to do with water. Earth tends to follow these around constantly. She can make flowers grow or talk to animal or create lethal weapons. Air is all around us, she can give, or take away. Leaving you helpless "

Fire was orange. Her bright orange, off the shoulder, floor length gown matched her flame like eyes. Her lips were drawn up in half a smirk. Water was in a wearing a baby blue dress. It had frills at the bottom were it ended just above her knees, and thin spaghetti straps. Her eyes were baby blue with a water droplet were the pupil should be. Earth was....different. One eye was a muddy brown the other a vibrent green. She was wearing a floor length gown, a green silk with bronze leaves that matches her eyes. Air's eyes were beautiful, they were a faint blue- almost white - and matched her daint faint blue dress that reached mid thigh. She had pale blue knee high socks with little clouds at the top. On her feet were pale blue tennis shoes. Air looked nicer than her fellow elements.

" The next is sence. She's good at heightening your senses, and know when danger is coming " Sense was a fuschia colour in jeans and pink shirt that matched her fuschia coloured eyes. She was chewing bubblegum and skipping around the room in pink converse, admiring everything in the room.

" The next is energy. She is bright, can create light or work together with life and speed." Energy was honey- bee yellow, in a bright child like dress, and yellow converse. Her eyes were matching her clothes.

" The last is death. She kills anything " death's face was hidden by a black hood, only her golden eyes visible. She was in a long black coat that reached her knees, with fishnet tights and gold 10 inch heals. She stared at squidward, and cocked her head.

Squidward smirked. " Nice show. Thanos will be ever so pleased that his d-"

Voice screamed. The sound was deafening makibg the furniture rattle. Everyone clutched their ears except Ella who stood calmly.

Death stretched out her hand. Dark smoke engulfed squidward who's eyes widened in fear. Blood started pooring out of his eyes, non existence nose and ears. The smoke wound up until he was no longer visible.

Ella smiled sadly, and clapped her hands. All of the stones went back into her suit. She turned to Peter, who's mask was still on, blood oozing through it. Ella crouched over to him.

" I need you to take your mask off spiderman" Peter panicked. If his mask was off she'd know who he was! He shuffled away, stumbling to stand up.

" Spiderman I need to heal you!" she cried as he walked away from her. She scowled.

" PETER FUCKING PARKER GET YOUR CUTE ASS BACK HERE!" She shouted. Peter froze, turning to face Ella with a shocked expression.

"You know me?" he asked stepping towards her. Ella winked.

" I'd recognize that ass anywhere Parker" she said absentmindedly, healing his face. She looked strait in his eyes and smiled.

" Make this out alive Parker, you can take me on a Date, how about that?" Peter smiled, his eyes lighting up like an adorable puppy.

" Yes. I'd like that." Peter said. Ella laughed at his hopeful face, kissing his cheek.

She took off, her red hair only just visable at the rafters where she sat, smiling softly at Peter, who was chatting to Mr Stark

" OH MY GOD THE ELLA ROSS JUST ASKED ME OUT! "

" Ok kid"

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Ella had fallen asleep on the balancing beans that supported the ship.

So when she woke up she was even more confused why an excited Peter was looming over her.

" We're here." he said guiding her to where they all stood.

They expected her to ask who Drax, Starlord and mantis were. She didn't. The first words out of her mouth were

" Where's Gamora?"

They stood stock still.

" Where's my sister?"

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Should I do part two? Comment if yes and I'll tag you