#also 'möth' is so funny to me and i don't know why

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

ahhh angst to fluff moment where we have a nightmare about FL going feral and attacking us and we wake up next to him scared shitless. FL tries to chitter and buzz at us in a way that says it’s okay but bc you just had a nightmare about him you bolt out of bed and he immediately starts whining cause he thinks you’re leaving him :’3

Then he finds us in a corner of another room just curled in on ourselves and we’re scared shitless of him like a cornered animal for a hot second before he’s super gentle in trying to soothe us. it works and möth cuddles in the corner with you :’33

ehehehehe *rubs my silly hands together* angst to fluff is my JAM let's DO THIS

you're not thinking properly when you finally claw your way out of the nightmare and lurch awake, wheezing in horror. the jostling wakes your dear Foul Legacy, chirping tiredly and sitting up to nudge you curiously. he whines in concern when you jump, slowly turning to face him and oh- oh he hates the look on your face, the look of someone scared out of their wits. he tries to hug you, to tell you that everything will be okay, but all you can think of are claws and fangs and tearing flesh and bone, your mind going a mile a minute

with a yelp of fear you scramble out of bed and rush down the hall, away from what your frazzled mind sees as danger. Foul Legacy wails as your footsteps become fainter and fainter, untangling himself from the covers to run after you- you're not leaving, are you?? please don't leave!!

but when Legacy does find you, huddled in a corner with your head buried in your knees, he softens, slowly kneeling beside you and letting out a quiet trill. he whimpers when you initially flinch away, holding out his hands but not touching your skin, and when you hesitantly lean a bit closer he moves to gently ruffle your hair. you let out a hiccupping laugh, playing with his fluff in return, and Legacy eagerly presses his face into your palms, purring like a motor when you scritch behind his horns. he ends up curling around you, his head in your lap as you lean against the wall with a yawn, eyes growing heavy. the nightmare has been chased away, replaced by comfort and warmth, your hand wrapped loosely around one of Legacy's claws

you fall back asleep as the sun rises in the distance, but this time, it's with a smile on your face