#giant naga reader au

[annaberunoyume]

Imagine an au in which Naga!Reader is a giant naga and Wally is tiny enough to fit in their palms. One night, Wally gets drunk and Reader has the time of their lives playing with him just like when Timothy Q.Mouse gets drunk in Dumbo (1941). At one point, Wally dozes off in Reader's hair and they tie a bandana around their neck to prevent Wally from falling.

Then, later on, when Naga!Reader returns to their clan, the other giant nagas ask them what kept them out there. Cue Naga!Reader showing a sleeping Wally in their hands. Cue some ''Aaaaws'' and Wally hugging Reader's finger in his sleep.

[envy-of-the-apple]

Love your satosugu naga au!!!! So after they do the nasty….would they be able to get the reader pregnant?

Damn. what happened to 'hi' 'how are you' before ppl dropped the 'can the giant serpent men get me pregnant' question (jk jkjkjkjk)

I don't think they'd be able to get the reader pregnant considering they lay eggs and I'm too much of a coward to write oviposition. I bet they'd definitely try (whether you're willing or not), but after they get the memo that ya you're definitely not having hatchlings they'd probably switch to plan B.

I feel like Satoru one day would just randomly show up with a couple of eggs. Whenever you'd panic and ask if he just stole these, he'd just give you a smile and a chaste nip on the cheek. There's a huge chance that Suguru was not part of the plan, but he isn't going to complain. You just look so perfect sleeping in their nest, exhausted after their activities, carefully settling your body over your future hatchlings. Suguru makes sure to reward Satoru later for this precious sight.

It's not like you're stupid. You know what they're doing. They're trapping you even more than you already are. Still, it's not like the eggs are yours. You're technically not responsible in any way but you can't help but panic when you see Satoru handle them so roughly with clawed fingers. You hug them when they feel too cold, turning them over because that's what you're supposed to do for reptile eggs right? You get ansty when Suguru offers to watch over them in your steed. As much as you try to act like you're biologically above them, you still have that instinct to protect the young. Satoru and Suguru know it, and they'll take advantage of your maternal instincts every time.

[mandos-mind-trick]

Kinktober Day 24 - Oviposition

Summary: It’s mating season. Boba has a special request for you this year. 

Pairing: Boba x reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, monster AU, Naga!Boba, snake anatomy (Boba has two dicks), masturbation, mating, oviposition, lots of talk of pregnancy (cause that’s kind of the point), stomach bulge, lots of fluids, magic

A/N: I don't have much to say about this one but what do I have to do to get Naga!Boba to lay his eggs in me?

MASTERLIST

A gentle breeze brushes your skin as you lean against the balcony overlooking the red sands below. It’s still hot despite the setting suns, the warm breeze offering little respite to the burning heat radiating off the sand far below. You fiddle with the rings on your fingers, your entire body adorned in gold and jewels. Your thin, green dress rustles in the breeze, the fabric as fine as silk but thin enough to keep you cool in the hot desert. 

You step back inside, your room still heavily fragranced by the scented oils you had bathed with. Nerves flutter in your stomach as the twin suns drop lower and lower in the sky, painting your room in deep oranges and reds. It’s a beautiful sight, one you usually enjoy, but tonight you’re too anxious to bask in the sunset. 

You stop in front of the mirror, adjusting the gold, bejeweled crown atop your head. It was made specially for you, as was most of your jewelry. He likes it when you’re bedecked in signs of his riches, his power. That is what you’re here for. To show off, to be stared at. Another prized possession for him to keep in his palace. 

Well, that’s not all you’re here for. 

There’s a short knock on the door before it slides open, Fennec stepping in. A smirk flashes across her face as she looks you over. You’ve taken comfort in Fennec, the only other human in the castle, many times before. Boba only has so many uses for you, and you spend most of your time alone. 

Though, if all goes well, that will change tonight. 

“He’s ready for you.” Fennec says, holding the door open. 

You take a steadying breath before walking out the door, letting her lead you down to the sublevel where Boba resides. It’s cooler down here, the lower levels protected from the heat of the day.

Fennec pauses outside the giant doors to his chamber, giving you a steadying look before she knocks. The deep, gruff voice inside calls to enter and she opens the door for you. You take a breath, steadying your nerves before you step into the dimly lit chambers. The door closes behind you, latching shut. You know Fennec will stand guard, but the thought of being locked inside has the nerves twisting your stomach violently. 

You’re not afraid of Boba. You’ve long gotten over that fear. He would never hurt you, and has even gone so far as to defend you from others that got too close, others that thought they could touch. 

No, your nerves are swirling for a different reason. 

It’s mating season. 

Twice a year Boba goes through mating season. He’s more aggressive, quicker to anger, and always more possessive of his things, including you. He usually spent the height of it alone in his chambers, having lavish gifts sent to you and vast meals laid out. It’s always a strange time, but you’ve grown used to it. 

This time, he had a request for you. It took you by surprise when Fennec delivered the message, and you took a long time to think it over. 

“Thank you for agreeing to this.” Boba says, uncoiling himself from where he had been sitting in the corner. 

He’s thick and broad, from his head to the tip of his tail. His top half is human enough to not seem strange, with the exception of his pointed ears, slitted eyes, and the thin, sharp fangs you know reside in his mouth. You’ve seen them more than once, bared as a threat to anyone who angers him. Rarely does he use them, striking out only when necessary. Those who receive his bite never live to tell the tale. 

His skin is tanned on the top half, bearing many scars from his days as a warrior. The tanned skin changes into scales at his elbows and his waist. His scales are dark, the base black with green, red, and yellow spots coloring the expanse. His hands are big and his fingers end in claws, dangerous claws capable of taking skin off as easily as a knife cuts into soft butter. His tail is strong, flexible, and long, so long he could likely touch each end of his vast chambers if he stretched it out straight. You’ve felt its power before, had it coiled around your body, watched it coil around others and snap their bones like its nothing. 

He’d never hurt you. That he promised. 

He slithers up to you, towering over your form. You stare up at him, swallowing your nerves. 

“I wish to serve you in any way that I can.” You say, fiddling with the gold belt around your waist. “Of course, I didn’t know this was possible before.” 

Boba wants you to carry his clutch. 

The words Fennec had said to you, the message she had delivered just days ago when mating season began. You didn’t know much about his species or their mating before, and you weren’t entirely sure it was possible for you to carry his eggs. 

“They need a safe, warm place to incubate.” He says, slithering closer to you, closing the distance between you. He lowers himself down so you’re closer to the same height, a clawed hand coming to rest on your stomach. “And what better place than inside my most prized possession.” 

Your stomach clenches and not from nerves. You know he cares about you, but you had always assumed his most prized possession would be his vast treasure or his weapons. Not...you. 

“There are not many,” He says, his hand dragging across your stomach to hold your hip. “And there will be some discomfort with placing them, but I will do my best to make it as painless as possible. Do you have any questions?” 

You stare up into his eyes, his tail slowly coiling around you. You hadn’t even noticed it was moving, too captivated by him. “How will they...come out when they’re ready?” You ask. 

He smiles. “Your body will know when it is time to lay them. That will be the most uncomfortable part. Not all of them will make it, but no harm will come to you in the process.” 

You nod, swallowing the lump in your throat. “Okay.” 

He picks you up in his arms, slithering over to the lowered part of the floor where he sleeps. It’s full of sand, and you wonder if he buries himself in it when he sleeps. You know normal snakes like to burrow, and the image of him burrowing in the sand brings a smile to your lips. 

Boba coils his tail in the sand, covering a large area. He lowers you down so you’re resting against his tail, your body splayed out across him. His tail is warm, the scales smooth against your skin. It’s not the first time you’ve rested on his tail. You sit amongst the coils often when he’s holding court, draped across him in your finery. 

This is different though. 

His hands tug at the stays of your dress, removing it from your body easily. He keeps the jewels and the crown in place, trailing his hand over the pendant that falls right above your breasts. 

“You are very beautiful.” He says, staring down at you. It’s also not the first time he’s complimented you. 

It still never quite fails to bring warmth to your cheeks. “Thank you.” You say, slightly breathless. 

His hands trail down your sides, claws gently scratching across your skin. “I want this to be as pleasurable for you as possible.” His hands stop at your hips, his tail shifting to lift them slightly. “Touch yourself for me.” 

Heat blossoms beneath your skin as you stare up at him, nerves beginning to chew away at your stomach again. You hadn’t expected this to be part of it. You had expected...well, you’re not entirely sure what you had expected. Something so intimate...that certainly wasn’t it. 

You slip a hand down your body, fingers trailing over your skin. You keep your gaze locked with his as you reach your slit. You part your legs further, trailing your fingers over your clit. You’re sensitive, sex not something you partake in often, and you’re usually alone when you do. 

Your lips part in a gasp as you continue to tease your clit, the cool air brushing against your dampening slit. Boba’s eyes trail down your body to where your hand is circling your bud, his nostrils flaring as he inhales deeply. His senses are different than yours, more sensitive, he told you once. He can hear and smell and see better than you can. You can only imagine what this is like for him. 

You continue to rub your clit, your eyes drawn down his body to his waist. Not far below where the skin changes to scales, there’s a slit opening. Your eyes widen as something begins to poke out. Not one something, but two somethings. Side by side, two cocks spring forth from the slit in his stomach. It’s not far off from where it would be if he were a human man. One is slightly larger than the other, with a wider hole at the top. 

Your ministrations stop as you stare at them. You have little experience with human men, but you know this is very different. “Are you...going to put both...” 

Boba chuckles, leaning forward to cup your face. “No, little one.” He wraps his other hand around the smaller one. “This one will prepare you first.” He moves his hand to the larger one. “This one will deliver the eggs into your womb.” 

Your lips part as you stare at them, nodding slowly. “Uh huh.” 

He chuckles again, pulling back so he’s hovering between your legs. He smooths his hands over your thighs, putting your slick folds on display. “This may feel strange. I promise it will not hurt for long.”

You gulp as he lines the smaller cock up with your pussy, dragging the head through your folds. It’s strangely slick, coated in some sort of lubrication. It doesn’t hurt much as he presses into you, the lubrication helping him slide right in. You moan at the stretch, watching the appendage slip deeper and deeper into you. He braces himself over you, rocking his hips as he works into you. 

You relax back against his tail, toes curling as he stretches you open, reaching deeper and deeper inside of you. Your pussy begins to tingle, the strange lubrication coating your walls. The pain of the stretch is gone, the strange tingling sensation taking over. 

“I-It’s strange...” You gasp as he presses further into you, bumping up against your cervix. It doesn’t hurt much, but your pussy continues to tingle, all pain disappearing, only the pressure of his cock inside you left. 

“It’s numbing you.” He grunts, continuing to push his cock up against your cervix. “It will make it easier for you to take my clutch.” 

“Oh!” You gasp, pleasure beginning to bubble under your skin as he fucks you. 

Despite the numbing you can still feel him, the pressure along your walls, the push of him against a spot inside you that has you almost seeing stars. 

You almost whine as he withdraws his cock, your tingling walls feeling empty despite the numbness. His hands wrap around your thighs, pushing them up and towards your chest. He tells you to hold them there, splaying yourself open further for him. Your face warms as he stares down at you. A twist of anticipation and slight fear burns through you as he wraps his hand around the other, larger cock. You expect it to hurt, especially as he lines it up. 

The pressure is intense, but there’s no pain as he presses his cock into you. Your body stretches around him, your lower stomach bulging a bit as he eases himself into your walls. You’re breathing heavily, fingers digging into your skin as you watch him move inside you, sinking deeper and deeper, spreading you open and pushing against that spot inside you. 

“Relax.” He says, hovering over you. His hands rest on his tail by your head, his cock sinking deeper and deeper until he’s pressed against your cervix. “This may be a bit uncomfortable at first.” He warns. 

You let out a quiet sound as a cramping feeling begins in your stomach and back, his hips sinking closer to yours. You wince at the pain, clamping around him. One of his hands cups your face, your knuckles nearly white as you cling to the backs of your knees. 

It doesn’t take long for the pain to dissipate, the numbing setting in. It’s a strange feeling as he pushes into your cervix, his body settling against yours. He lets out a groan as his cock begins twitching, a sudden gush of fluid filling you. You whimper at the strange feeling, his cock pushing harder and harder against that spot as he pulses inside you. 

His eyes are screwed closed, a deep groan falling from his lips as something pushes against your entrance. Your eyes drop down to where your bodies are connected, his cock bulging against your entrance. Your eyes widen as it begins to push into you, spreading you open even more. You let out a sound as you watch it push its way through your canal and your cervix. 

Something heavy and warm drops into your uterus, your entire body clenching at the strange sensation. Boba lets out another groan as his cock begins to swell and bulge against your entrance. 

He’s laying his eggs inside you. 

The second one pushes into you, stretching you open again. You’re expecting it this time, relaxing your body as the egg drops into your uterus. It’s still strange, but the thought of having his eggs inside you, and the push of the eggs against your walls has pleasure bubbling in your stomach once more. 

“Doing so good.” Boba praises you as another presses against your entrance. “Taking my clutch so well.” 

You practically preen under his praise, your stomach starting to bulge a bit as the third drops into you. They feel heavy, the sensation strange as your body works to adapt to the change quickly. 

You can’t help but moan as the fourth makes its way to your uterus, your hands releasing your legs so they can wrap around his waist. Your arms wrap around his shoulders, pulling him closer to you as he continues to fill you with his eggs. 

The fifth one is the biggest, nearly catching on your entrance as Boba pushes it through with a deep groan. You can only imagine what it feels like for him, your walls fluttering around him. 

“One more.” He groans, sharp fangs dragging along your neck. “Doing so good for me, princess.” 

You cum as the sixth egg pushes its way into you, the pressure against that spot inside you too much. Your back arches, pressing you closer to him as you cum around him. He groans, releasing more fluid into you before he eases out of your cervix, drawing his cock from your walls. 

You’re still coming down from your high as his cocks disappear back into his slit. You stare down at your bulging stomach, pressing your hand against the bump. You make a sound as you feel the eggs move within you. You wonder if they’ll get bigger, or heavier. They already feel heavy, firm and solid within you. 

Boba puts his hand next to yours, claws tickling your skin as he feels his clutch inside you. He leans back over you, kissing you softly. “Thank you.” He murmurs against your lips. “Thank you for doing this for me.” 

All you can do is nod, feeling exhausted from the effort of taking his clutch, even if you didn’t do anything but lay still. 

“You should rest.” Boba says, laying himself next to you on his tail. “It is late.” 

You feel your eyes fluttering closed even as you try to fight it, exhaustion and sleep taking over as you drift off to sleep on his coiled tail. 

Ragu List:

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[honey-minded-hivemind]

for a naga au, have you considered having the reader be a human, that the x-men thing is a baby who was born deformed so they got abandoned? So they’re like “poor little dude, abandoned. But I can help!”

and reader just here panicking

Oh h*ck yeah! And worry not, they have excellent healers and their own venom, which helps speed along growth of naga traits- Oh, Reader will be in for it, won't they? That being said, let's see:

You weren't sure how this happened.

You didn't think snake people existed. Yet here you were, in a large, hidden nest, full of smaller snake people, and being watched over by larger ones.

The largest of them are giant compared to you, their tails long and winding, splayed over the cavern hidden behind a waterfall you'd lived near. They keep making concerned noises, poking at your legs and making small hisses each time they bent or jerked. The smaller ones would have likely been your age if human, but their tails, while smaller than their elders', were still long, as thick as a small tree in some places. The colors among their scales ranged from lilacs and pinks to oranges and blacks, grays and browns to blues and golds. Every color you could think of was there, with some of them being iridescent or pearlescent.

Why were you there?

You made the mistake of rescuing one of the smaller ones. It had been caught in a trap, a large net that kept its form suspended and away from the ground or trees, tight enough in some places to cut through their scales. You'd found them, writhing in pain and hissing desperately, and while you knew it was likely deadly and might have venom... It was part human, it was a living being, sentient. It deserved to be free, to not be hurt or displayed as a trophy. And with that, you loosened the ropes from where they were tied, soon releasing the creature with a loud THUMP. For a moment it looked at you, eyes wide and curious, before it slithered off, back to wherever it came from.

The people who had set the trap found you, your hands stained with a bit of the blood that had been on the ropes, and had immediately chased you. It didn't matter how far you ran or where you tried to hide, they hunted you until you had nowhere left to run and nowhere left to hide. Just as you thought you were to be killed, tossed off the waterfall into a rocky pool below-

HIIIIISSSSSSSS!

Giant versions of the creature you saved came hurtling from the water, fangs flashing down as they tore into your would-be killers. You managed to hide in a tangled bush during the bloody fray, hunching yourself down and into a ball and staying as quiet and still as possible. The noises of the fight drifted over the rush of water, until it finally died out with a loud CRACK. Shivering, you buried yourself deeper in the dirt and leaves, praying to be left alone...

Only for large, clawed hands to snag you up from your hiding spot, a surprised hiss coming from a large snake thing. It had dark eyes, and orange and black scales dotting its face and shoulders. It's tongue flicked out, almost as though scenting you, only to immediately feel at your legs.

You kicked out at it, reflex more than anything.

It froze, eyes wide, and with the loudest cry, it called the other snakes over. Whatever the problem was... it had something to do with your... legs?

They just kept, poking at them, making sad and scared noises, while looking between each other and back at the waterfall. Eventually they seemed to reach an agreement, and forcibly brought you with them, kicking and crying out the whole way.

Which led to now, being tucked into their nest, alongside the smaller snake creature you saved and its companions, who were watching you carefully, all while hissing between each other and one of the adult creatures watching over you.

You'd lasted for two whole days without sleep before you were squeezed between the coils of the adult who first found you. It was trying to make gentle hisses, tapping lightly at your neck, then your knees. You weren't sure what it was trying to say, until one hand was holding your head still, the other holding your wrists together.

"No, nonononono," you mutter, trying to pull back, yet the creature just tightened both its tail and claws, and just as quick-

It bit you.

A pained yelp escaped you as you felt the rush of venom enter your veins, and tears entered your eyes as you struggled. All the creature did was press a kiss to the wound, using the hand previously steadying you to stroke your hair, making soft hisses and rubbing its cheek against yours. It was getting harder and harder to stay focused, the heat from its scales and the steady rhythm of its caresses and nuzzles soothing a part of you, while the other part felt hazier and hazier. Soon, your head felt stuffed, as though full of cotton, causing you to slump into the grip around you. A pleased noise comes from the bundle around you, further putting you at ease. Everything feels so warm... So calm... All sleepy and soft like a small bunny in its burrow. A relaxed sigh leaves your lips, being met with a rumbling purr from around you. And just as soon as your eyes slip closed, youre met by a soft, gentle darkness, sweeping you into quiet slumber...

(Can y'all guess which X-Teen they saved?)

(To answer which X-Teen they saved... it was Scott. And he was the first to think, "oh, wow, they're a deformed naga, poor little guy.. Aaaaaw, they saved me! So cute💕 Wait, I need to tell the Professor and Logan and Storm and-")

[palesweetscherryblossom]

Cuddling with the Mythical Forest AU cast

(Wholesome content for the soul)

Warning: Mention of injuries, clingy behavior and Platonic Yandere shit

-Naga Shigaraki and Dabi are kinda affectionate with You, especially since they were touch starved at a young age.

-Always expect to be sandwiched between them with their thick tails acting like weighted blankets. The nonstop nuzzles from Shiggy, the constant low hums of content from Dabi. I must warn you, their tails are extremely rough and they will give little reminders that you can’t leave.

-Ah yes, our favorite harpy bois. It’s honestly a really peaceful and nice experience, although expect some attempted preening from Hawks.

-You always feel safe and soothed by Hawks’ wings encasing you and Tokoyami as the raven harpy holds you comfortably.

-Naga Overhaul! Considering his distaste for things he considers gross, it’s gonna be a tense experience. Be EXTREMELY careful about his scars and tail, don’t move too much or anything. He’ll be gentle with you, occasionally patting your head.

-Fae Eri is a sweetie, she’s always down for physical affection from her favorite adopted Sis!

-May god be with you cause holy shit does Siren Toga get clingy and territorial. She treats Reader like some glorified pet/doll rather than a family member.

-She squeezes your body, pinches your cheeks and condescendingly coos at your cries and complaints about how tight she’s holding you.

-Dragon Bakusquad is honestly top tier for this sorta thing. They are part dragon!

-The warmth, the affection is to die for. It’s basically a giant cuddle pile of dragons who adore you.

-Be warned though, they tend to have minor disagreements that result in minor wrestling matches.

@messedupcookiejar

@thecuriousquest

@ratchetprime211

[merbear25]

I've read your monster law au and enjoyed it and because of it this idea came into my mind its a Monster Luffy x F reader where Luffy gets transformed into a monster like law by a devil fruit user who can change people into other creatures in this case turns him into a giant naga a monster with the lower half of a snake. The strawhats need to go after the user and defect him in order to return their captain back to normal so until then he's stuck as giant naga.

I'm glad you liked my monster fic! It was my first time writing anything with monsters haha. Usually when I write horror, I just make the monsters regular people 💀 So I greatly appreciate that! My lord, what is it about snakes that make them so perfect for monster fics?? This idea sounds like it would have to be a full on novel to do it justice.

[violetstormms]

Fantasy Fics

*Fantasy Fics: General fantasy, could be literally anything. Are you a vampire stuck traveling with some handsome vampire hunters? A princess who has befriended the jesters? How about a monsterhunter with a totally not a monster companion? This and more belong here.

When the rust settles in by Chex_Nyx

 archiveofourown.org/works/40069428/chapters/100351104

When the world falls apart, humans have to pick themselves back up and do something about it.

You were a nomadic type of person, moving from community to community as you worked on their solar energy and their robot workers. You were one of very few people who could do this work, you were very highly respected. Also, very highly sought after.

On your way home from helping a community, you’re being pursued by a gang of undesirable people and you had no intent of helping them.

Hiding in a building for the night, you happen across an old bot, seemingly broken. You decide to scrap it for parts, that is until the damn thing wakes up. Now you feel guilty about wanting to gut it’s parts. But what’re you suppose to do with a 9-foot-tall celestial robot? Take it home?

That seems to be what it wants.

  Cryptid Sightings by NaffEclipse

 archiveofourown.org/works/42053349/chapters/105586443

Perhaps this would scare a person, being all alone in the woods in the dark, but not you. You’re too intertwined with the paranormal and inexplicable. It’s in your blood. That doesn’t mean your heart won’t pound with terror when you face something with fangs and hungry eyes for flesh, but you don’t run away, and that’s what matters most.

You will face the monsters.

Cryptid!Sun/Moon x Cryptid Hunter!Y/N (SFW)

  Sleuth Jesters by NaffEclipse

 archiveofourown.org/series/2985345

“If I may, Detectives, I believe that the score is set at a tie on how many times you’ve both let me slip away under your watch.” You grin at the sun and moon like faces of your opponents in this game of cat and mouse. The narrow slice of Detective Moon’s gaze becomes threatening, where Detective Sun curls and uncurls his fingers in anticipation of whatever scheme you’re concocting.

  Detective!Sun & Detective!Moon x Vigilante!Reader (SFW)

  Jesters and Dragons by Robin_Green

 archiveofourown.org/works/42538845/chapters/106847178

The main character is the 4th princess of a large kingdom. Her younger brother, the golden child, is gifted two magical construct jesters modeled after the sun and moon on his 14th birthday. While wishing that they had been gifted to her instead, the main character ends up running into the jesters at every turn, turning her into a blushing stuttering mess as they flirt shamelessly with her.

Fluffy fluff fluff fluff. With a smidge of angst.

  -Oh, Fragile Desire by MolecularMachine

 archiveofourown.org/works/44062149/chapters/110788449#workskin

One sleepless night, you find a cold, unwound corpse of an animatronic at the bottom of an old well. Somehow, despite everything, you will help.  Clockpunk au.

  Coiled Around the Fine Line Between Love and Fear by CrazedAuthor

 archiveofourown.org/works/44362618/chapters/111571051

For an independent study in your Master's class, you and several other botany students travel to another country to research the plants in the region. It is very free-form! Too free-form, in your case, as you eventually find yourself wandering into a dangerous section of wooded mountains and soon become trapped and injured by a landslide. Thankfully, your savior comes in the form of two giant snake-men: nagas named Sun and Moon. They take you back to their cave where you must spend several months recovering before you can rejoin civilization again. The main problem? You have a terrible phobia of snakes. The secondary problem? They don't really know what humans need and, in Moon's case, don't like the idea of a human living with them.

But destiny appears to have a pretty sick sense of humor when these creatures you can't even look at suddenly start vying for your affection. And the very thing you fear finds a way into your heart.

  Two Hunters and a Bloodsucker by Robin_Green

 archiveofourown.org/works/41628903/chapters/104419116

My life is good for what it is. Except that I’m dead. Well, undead. I’ve been undead for about 15 years now, and I haven’t aged a day.

Being a vampire hiding among humans can be difficult at times, mainly dealing with sunlight and avoiding mirrors, but I manage. I’ve been living and working in this little town as the town blacksmith for about 7 years now, and I’ve become a full-fledged member of the little community here.

I thought I had been doing a good job hiding my presence among the humans, but one day two of the most well-known vampire hunters came into town. If they find out what I am, they will kill me, but both of them have become intent on becoming my friends and maybe more. How can I keep myself from being discovered when two hunters are trying to romance me?

  Bug Love by TheOHNOCorral

 archiveofourown.org/works/41425437/chapters/103884804

Sun and Moon are what remains of a vast pantheon of gods. Only able to save themselves by making a pact with each other and binding their bodies together and the moon and sun themselves. They watch over what is left of the vast forests they once protected. They know that one day they will waste away, unable even to hold on to each other.

Now here you are. Things haven't gone exactly the way you'd hoped but you've got another field position and it's looking up from there. Now if you can manage to keep catching bumble bees, not eat anything poisonous, and make the mortgage, you'll be fine.

Curious that you always catch more bees than anyone else on the study. Curious that you never get ticks, or chiggers, your bag never rips open, you've never been stung, never fallen in the woodland brush. You think you're just lucky for a while. Then you step on that hornet nest. Well. You'd always had a thing for local cryptid lore.

  Nagas of Fazbaru by BaconlySwiss and JGDraws4

 archiveofourown.org/works/42387309/chapters/106444641

You're hellbent on getting to Northern India to study the ancient ruins of Fazbaru, where strange things are rumored to have and are happening there. This is an expedition of a lifetime, and luckily, your journey is going in full swing.

  Sometimes a family is a child, a grandparent, and three cursed dolls by PeppermintStraws

 archiveofourown.org/works/40972053/chapters/102679986

There are many times where one's blood related family might not care for them in the way you know they should. There are times in which your blood related family forget about you once you've grown old and frail. And there are times in which you are separated from the only family you have. However, all of these people have one thing in common, and that's a need for friendship, companionship, and someone to tell them "I love you" in a way that truly matters.

This Fic will also not contain any romance, especially not between the boys and you. Oh, and this shifts between the view of grandparent!reader and child!reader. Additionally, they are different people, I just did both since I couldn't choose just one to write about.

  Stars in the Darkness by Robin_Green

 archiveofourown.org/works/42025509/chapters/105513126

You find yourself living in a cabin in the middle of the woods. After cleaning up the mess from the previous occupant, you find a broken statue that seems to have been living in the forest, covered in moss and lichen. Deciding that it would be wise to put the statue back where it belongs, you fix it up and lug it out through the trees to place it back in its home. This pleases something living in the darkness of the trees, and little gifts start appearing on the porch of the cabin. The creatures in the dark seem to like you. You should be careful not to do anything that would anger them now that you have their attention.

  To Be Hunted by Celticwolfie

 archiveofourown.org/works/45802168/chapters/115264918#workskin

You are a lone werewolf that had been accepted in to this small farming community. Everything was fine and peaceful until a vampire rolls in. After taking care of the threat, two hunters are called in. Now you need to balance finding out what vampires want and trying to keep the hunters at a distance. The questions is, are you going to be successful?

  Thing on your swing by SourTomato

archiveofourown.org/works/45595288/chapters/114730450

Yay cheap housing!

Why is it so cheap? Probably has something to do with mushrooms!

  Celestial Sundown by clutterspace

archiveofourown.org/works/48356314/chapters/121962010#workskin

There was something slumped beneath a tree, and you had no idea what it was.

The sunlight shone brighter where it laid, despite the leaves above not differing from any of the other foliage.

It was such a small thing to notice in comparison to everything else, but it brought a small hysterical giggle out past the lump in your throat as it finally clicked in place what you were seeing.

It was a god.

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You are a peasant living in the middle of the woods, Sun is the god of day you brought back home with you, and Moon is the god of night tucked away in the Celestial Realm.

[kiame-sama]

Bunny (yandere!Monster!Adult-trio x Bunny-girl!Reader)

Warnings; Naga!Illumi, Drider!Chrollo, Harpy!Hisoka, yandere, drugging, venom use on reader, mention of violence, mention of prey/predator behavior, nsfw, lemon, oviposition, bunny-girl reader, slight!Yandere Zoldyck fam x reader, cross-species breeding is a thing so a hare and a bunny could successfully make a viable infant (even though this isn't technically true) meaning a Drider could cross with a Harpy or ect., monster au,

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"... Is this really needed?"

You frowned, looking at the shredded bed, knowing one of you would have to pay for the destruction of the furniture. The culprit in question was busy shredding the extra blankets and adding them to his intricately made nest, woven full of soft pillows, stuffing, shredded clothing, blankets, towels, pieces of the bed, and foam topper it had. The only intact blanket was in your arms as you planned on using it, despite the comforting warmth your Harpy lover let off.

Those feathers weren't just for show, after all. They provided great levels of insulation against the cold, acting like a blanket in their own way, but you wanted something soft and cuddly, which his flight feathers just weren't. Despite the way he pouted, he left the one blanket to you while everything else went into the nest.

"Yes. It is needed and it is important.♦"

You slightly frowned at Hisoka while he grinned, those golden predatory eyes keeping you locked in place. There was a time where you would have considered running but now you knew better than to flee from the predators that had taken an interest in you. You weren't a fool and you knew how dangerous these three lovers of yours truly were.

You were safe from them and they made it fairly clear they no longer wished to kill you, but you still were aware they would never let you leave them. One was a Naga assassin, lethal in almost every way including in the fact that he was venomous and could control his venom extremely well. The second being the drider leader of a very dangerous group of individuals known as the phantom troupe, his golden silk infused with unique nen properties and being venomous as well. Then there was Hisoka, your jester Harpy lover who had wickedly sharp talons and a tendency toward casual homicide of the people around him.

"It's done. Come and rest little bunny~"

You shivered slightly but moved towards the harpy anyway, pulling your blanket along with you. Climbing into the nest was easier now than it had been early on in the shared obsession, slowly adjusting to being around predators at all moments of your life. There were still times where you felt afraid around your lovers and your prey instincts kicked in, but you had gotten adjusted to suppressing them as best you could.

The nest was comfortable, and Hisoka's wings did wonderfully to insulate the soft cushion all around you. As if you were laying in a giant pillow with the harpy curling up next to you, begrudgingly allowing the blanket to rest over the two of you. It may have been a difficult task to adjust to the predators that claimed you, but at least you could rest easy now even with a predator laying on top of you.

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The large coils of the beast lay in a haphazard pile, as if a kind of nest or bed was made out of the muscular scaled body that lay curled upon the soft surface of a mattress. Contained within this living nest was a soft and gentle looking woman, her large bunny ears laying back against her head as she slept. She was curled into the coils and seemed rather peaceful for a prey creature such as herself especially given the fact she was laying in the embrace of a Naga.

Said Naga was currently awake, looking at his phone with an almost bored expression as he waited for his darling bunny to wake. A naga and a bunny don't seem like a good mix, given how dangerous naga can be- especially to soft bunnies- it would seem almost foolish to even entertain the thought that the pair were together. Yet, here they were, content to exist together despite the fact they were natural enemies.

Usually at this time in the morning, naga would be out sunning in the early rays to try and warm their reptilian half, but this particular naga was content with the heat radiating from the soft woman in his coils. Illumi's inky black hair hung freely around his shoulders, his vibrantly patterned scales almost clashing with his dark hair and eyes even when he sat in a dark room where the only light was coming from his phone. He was comfortable in the dark and he didn't wish to turn on any lights in worry that it may wake the sleeping bunny.

He was currently texting his two confidants who had been demanding updates on the well-being of the woman they shared between them. The other two predators seeming rather concerned given the... Less than positive... Reaction that their bunny had in response to meeting Illumi's parents. The poor thing almost went into cardiac arrest from panic and shock when suddenly faced with two terrifyingly powerful and intimidating Naga. Illumi was frightening enough on his own, but the addition of his parents was almost too much for that fragile bunny heart to take.

The slow opening of his door drew Illumi's full attention, tail coiling and twisting in such a way that you were now sheltered by countless coils of the iron-hard scales that adorned Illumi's body. In the doorway awaited Illumi's parents, both clearly interested in how you were settling down now that it was after the absolute panic you had been in when first meeting them. A prey animal among predators was rather rare sight, and they truly did wish to meet you without scaring you half to death.

Illumi was their most unfeeling son, yet he seemed to actually show some level of emotion, which is far more than he had ever done previously so they knew you had an impact on him. That and they thought you were adorable given the fact you were a tiny bunny among a nest of extremely powerful Naga. Prey animals were rare and even rarer anywhere near the estate.

Most knew better than to approach the mountain where the family of assassin Naga lived, so you were a welcome and rare sight to the mountain's inhabitants. Illumi's mother in particular wanted to play with and pet your soft ears especially because she has had very little interaction with prey animals outside of contracts. You were just so darn cute it was hard for even the stoic assassin nagas to ignore you.

"What is it?"

Illumi growled, keeping his voice low so he wouldn't rouse you from your slumber, knowing just how well those big bunny ears worked. He was being aggressive, but his parents neither responded nor cared about the threatening tone Illumi had. It was understandable for him to be protective of you, given your status as his mate and the fact you were a soft little bunny.

"Just checking how she is settling in."

"She's fine. She would be better without your presence in a room while she is sleeping. Her instincts will wake up long before she does."

"She gets on just fine in the presence of you and your compatriots."

"She's used to us, not you. Even then, she can occasionally go into shock should one of us surprise her."

"Oh, quit being selfish, Illumi, we just want to meet the bunny."

Illumi felt movement in his coils, quickly unwinding them as to not distress you more than you already had been. Your ears twitched slightly and one rose up, your nose working overtime to snuffle and take stock of your surroundings. Luckily, due to being wrapped in Illumi's coils, you could only pick up his scent and that soothed you immensely.

Slowly lifting your head you rest your chin on one of the higher coils, not even bothering to open your eyes. Your ears were perked, but not standing straight up as you weren't fully awake yet, still in that blissful spot between sleep and awareness.

"Illumi..?"

"Yes, Bunny?"

"Shouldn't you be outside sunning? It's morning..."

"I didn't wish to wake you."

"But you'll be cold and tired all day..."

"I can always sun later."

You frowned slightly at this, rubbing your cheek absently against the smooth scales as you cuddled into the warm spot you had made among the coiled scales. Your eyes slowly blinking over as you glanced around deliriously in the dark room. It may have been hard to see, but you became aware of more than just Illumi's presence.

Illumi knew you caught his parents' scents as your ears stood up stock straight, your eyes snapping open and body poised to flee with the slightest provocation. No one moved a muscle as you stayed in that poised position legs tense beneath you. A pillow falling from the bed set you into motion, trying to flee whatever way you could only to have the coils tighten around you.

The squeal that escaped your lips made Illumi sigh as he pulled you over to his upper half, holding you as still as he could without hurting you. You were in panic mode and clearly not going to calm down without help, the venom gathering in his fangs. He had done this plenty of times before when he and his fellow predator compatriots first decided to share you, back before you relented to their wants and the fact you were not escaping them. You gave a good fight before you relented, having initially been prey of sorts to a game the three were playing.

It may have felt like a lifetime ago, but he still knew the exact amount to calm you considerably and not kill you, as unethical as others may see it to be. They were killers and venom was just part of a Naga's life.

You went rigid for a moment as his fangs sank into your neck, before completely going slack, pupils blown wide. You took deep breaths and relaxed into the coils, not even attempting to run as they slowly released you. Now that you were much calmer and subdued, the other two nagas deemed it safe to approach without upsetting you too much.

Your body limp and completely relaxed as you lay in a dazed state, too calm and tired to fight or worry about what was going on around you.

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The web beneath you vibrated slightly as you tried to find your footing as well as keep your panic to a minimum. Chrollo was putting another heist into motion and left you up in his web while he talked to the troupe. You didn't know them, but you could tell by the collective scent around you that most of the troupe members were predators.

You were vaguely thankful to be up in the large web, even if it was difficult to navigate for you. Chrollo made it seem so easy to walk on while he was building the nest, but you were struggling to stay upright and not trip. The ground had tension as spider-silk was unnaturally strong, but you struggled to navigate it due to the elasticity and stickiness of it.

The heart of this den was a section where 'nesting silk' had been used instead of the typical silk. Driders could spin all manner of silk that served different functions in the web, from non-sticky nesting silk, to sticky webbing silk, to thicker and extremely sticky support silk to keep the web suspended. The cradle made of silk was primarily webbing that you struggled to move through.

No doubt Chrollo knew you were moving around, several large spider legs resting on different strands of silk that allowed him to keep track of all movement. The worry of falling while on webbing silk meant you had to wait until Chrollo freed you and try to resist your prey instincts to struggle. You had been tangled many times in his web and he was amused by your embarrassment every time you got tangled.

All you wanted was a peak at the troupe your drider lover commanded, was that so bad?

Your harpy lover, Hisoka, was actually present for once even though he had a tendency of refusing to show to almost every gathering. The only time Hisoka was consistently present was when it was time to switch you off between your lovers. He had tried to 'skip' handing you off to Chrollo only once before Chrollo and Illumi tracked you both down.

He wasn't bothered that they were upset with him, he was bothered that you were upset with him. Naturally, as it was drawing close to Hisoka's turn, he ensured to arrive on time, if only to give Chrollo grief over it. That or he wanted to keep an eye on the Troupe as it would be the first time you were to meet them and he didn't entirely trust Chrollo to keep you safe.

You had been up in the web for a good bit of time now and you longed to stretch your legs, your Hare heritage showing as you became more antsy in your pacing. The truth was, you were so focused on pacing that you didn't even realize Chrollo had returned to the abandoned building's canopy to check on you. He could tell you were impatient and watched you pace the web for a moment, observing you figuring out where to step and where to avoid.

"Are you ready to meet the others, Bunny?"

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The feeling of being surrounded was threatening in more ways than just one, seeing as the three that surrounded you were not only your lovers, but natural predators. Despite your fear, you knew you were going to live, but you were certainly in for a long night. It had been a while since you had been with all three of them at once, so you worried that you may not be able to take them, especially since they each had unique ways of mating.

Naga typically had two cocks, so Illumi was able to fill you up just by himself. Chrollo was large in general with his abnormal spider size, typically making it so you were only able to take him alone. Hisoka had a tendency of being greedy with your soft holes, not wanting to share you with his compatriots. The thing was, they were finally interested in trying for young, however that meant you were going to be pumped full of eggs as they all demanded equal chance of reproducing with you.

You knew it was going to be uncomfortable with Naga eggs, Drider eggs, and Harpy eggs all fighting for space inside of you, and you knew your body would take to it all too well. You were a bunny, after all. Breeding was the thing bunnies typically did best at, even if you were less than pleased with the idea.

Luckily for you, the eggs all started about the same size and your body would take to them as it would eggs from your ovaries, incubating them for a while and consuming the unfertilized ones. You were worried about the implications of carrying young for either of these three men, but you would convince yourself that it was for the best to go along with what they wanted. If that meant they wanted you to bear a brood, that is what you will likely be doing for them.

"Don't worry, Bunny, we'll do everything for you. Just lay back and let us take care of you."

You felt the light scrape of venom tipped fangs against your leg, knowing Chrollo would likely use his aphrodisiac venom on you to help you take more. That paired with the light amount of venom Illumi sank into you through holes punctured in your neck, you were going to cloud nine and likely staying there.

Everything seemed to begin to blur together, time slowly fading away as pleasure took over your body. You really didn't know which one of your lovers it was at that moment, and you really didn't care all that much. You were comfortable and not about to let anything trivial get in the way of being filled up, mewling and moaning out in bliss while you let your lovers pound you senseless.

From the stretch of Illumi's dual cocks both shoved into your soft hole, to Chrollo's intimidating girth and length, and finally to Hisoka's skill and rather impressive cock that could swell into near extreme size all while remaining inside of you. You could feel every time one reached their orgasm, feeling as if you were enduring one long never ending orgasm the entire time. Mewling as your stomach was filled more and more each time, starting to swell up with how much the three were putting into you each time they orgasmed.

There was little you could do besides lay as limply as possible and let the three have their way with you. Hisoka's claws holding you tightly, Illumi's scales rubbing and coiling around your body, Chrollo's large spider legs winding around you and caging you up against him. All three fucking you their unique way and all three actually helping one another as you were switched off from one to the other.

Luckily, the mixtures of venoms in your body kept you nice an relaxed, unbothered by your own overstimulation and ever increasing stomach size. When the three were finally finished pumping you as full as possible, you were too far gone to really bother with much.

You tried to calm down, panting heavily as your feet occasionally kicked from time to time, your instincts to flee trying to make you move even though you clearly didn't have the energy to do much of anything. Your bunny instincts wanting nothing more than to enter a warren and cuddle up for a nap, but the predatorial scent around you kept you from fully relaxing. Your stomach was soft and bloated, clearly showing just how filled you were with the three's brood as you lay fucked out on the large bed.

"Think we went overboard?"

"... Maybe."

[totiredtowrite]

I love how everyones just agreed that daishou is a naga in a fantasy au

Snake

Warnings - cursing, unedited

Note: He could strangle me and I'd apologize. Also tf is his eye colour???

Male Reader - Fem Readers DNI or you're a horrible person who disrespects boundaries of writers :)

You had one job.

All you had to do was pick something up from the market. Your village healer only needed like ten things! Of course you just had to be the nice guy and get it for her.

Still though it was rather rewarding. She was a nice old lady, anyone in the village would do things to help her out. You sighed, furrowing your brows angrily. You should have just let Hanamaki do it. After all, he was the navigator. He'd done it before. He wouldn't get turned around at the simplest fork in the path!

With another heavy sigh, you pulled yourself off of the forest floor. No point in sitting about, right? The place was beautiful, even if it was a little too close to the swamps for your liking.

It's not like the naga and the elves hated each other. No, they were more just...wary. Existing so near to one another made sure that both always knew what the other was up to. You weren't exactly neighbours, (being almost a mile away), but there weren't any other villages in the area. Or, in the snakes case, nests.

Not to mention how the peace treaty kept them at a distance. Most of the younger elves in your village have never seen a Naga. You included. Not that you were that young, though you never had a reason. Training with Oikawa and the rest of the fighters in the village took up most of your time anyway.

Speaking of, you were starting to be thankful that Oikawa makes you train so hard. The walk was starting to near a couple hours.

You rubbed your face. This was bullshit. And how did you even get lost so bad you ended up in the swamps? Well, the outskirts of the swamps, but it still counts. The trees were starting to droop more, vines hanging off of every other one. You stepped in a puddle occasionally, cursing every time you did.

On the bright side, (at least), you knew now to walk in the opposite direction to get home.

You will walk in the opposite direction.

The...opposite...direction.

Or not.

What was the worst that could happen? You were already about two miles away from the market, and there were things in the swamps that you needed. You only had to go a couple yards in, it's not like you were going to wander straight into the heart of the nest.

You drew in a controlled breath. Naga don't typically take strolls along the outside of their nest anyways.

Taking another step in, you started to calm down. The only sounds you could hear were the birds and your own footsteps. The sound every time your boot collided with the ground was rather disgusting, the dampened landscape getting progressively wetter.

You were a couple minutes in, (still not having found the plant you needed), when you heard it.

Even never coming face to face with one, the sound was unmistakable. The only accurate word you could think of was slithering. Like a giant snake making it's way through the swamp.

You froze up instinctively, long, pointed ears twitching to try and catch the sound again. Nothing but your own laboured breathing.

Slowly, after a minute of a whole lot of nothing, your hand creeped towards the dagger in your boot. You knew it was just a supplies run, but better safe than sorry right? Maybe the Naga passed by already.

If you'd turned your head even slightly though, maybe you wouldn't have missed the pair of glowing green eyes watching you.

And maybe you wouldn't be in this position right now.

You couldn't describe how it happened because you weren't even sure how it happened. He moved surprisingly fast for how cumbersome that giant tail must be. Your dagger had clattered to the ground, the murky green blue of his tail coiled around your body.

"Well," his eyes still seemed to glow at you, "What's an elf doing all the way out here?"

You snapped out of your momentary entrancement to actually take in the situation. His eyes, slanted like all Naga, took in every little movement. He actually seemed relatively put together, hair looking tame and neatly parted to one side. His face was rather cut and slim, cheekbones sharp and pronounced. Hell, if he wasn't a Naga he'd still look like a snake.

His tail tightened around you slightly, urging you to answer the question. You sputtered a bit at it. "Well I could ask the same! Your kind don't wander the outskirts like this!" You attempted to sound commanding, hiding the discomfort in your voice.

Luckily he didn't pick up on the fear in your tone, instead giving you a harsh glare and momentarily squeezing you. You let out another harsh breath. "Well at least I'm on my territory."

You were about to retaliate, but you fell short. He was right in a sense. No words were exchanged for a moment. The snake leaned in further narrowing his eyes further, (if that was even possible), and studying your features. "So it's true then?" He finally said something.

You regarded him with confusion.

"About your kind," he poked at the satchel that you'd also dropped. "They're all pretty."

You blanked. You were about to comment on the fact that 'ruggedly handsome' might be a better term, but ultimately decided against it. All elves, regardless of shape or size, gender or skin tone, were ultimately just...better, in a sense. Stronger, faster, they lived longer, and, as he said, prettier.

"Have you never seen an elf before," You sneered instead.

"Have you never seen a Naga?" He shot back quickly, head tilting slightly. Seeming more comfortable, he had a sly smirk on his face.

You didn't respond.

He laughed almost tauntingly. "Dont look so confident elf," he leaned in closer, to the point where you could feel his breath on your lips. "What makes you think I won't wring," you felt his tail shifting, "You," it got tighter, "Dry?"

You attempted to scoff, the sound being cut short at the pressure on your chest. "And-" you took in a breath, "And break the peace treaty? No way," you let out a raspy laugh.

He let something else take up his attention. His hands lifted to your ears, long, slender fingers trailing along them and prodding at the pointed tips. You shuddered. His hands were cold. Unsurprising of course, but still catching you off guard.

"Would you cut that out! Just tell me your name and let me go!" You snapped.

"Someones impatient," he, quite literally, hissed. In all honesty, listening to him speak was somewhat addicting. You'd thought it was just a stereotype, how half snake people always dragged out the 'S' in the words they say. As it turns out you were wrong.

"Okay, let's just keep this civil." You exhaled slowly. "My name is (l/n) (y/n), I'm trying to find something for my village medic. Who are you?"

He eyes you suspiciously before responding. "Daishou. I'm just...patrolling."

You nodded, pushing your arms out slightly. You were still wrapped in his tail.

Sending your discomfort, Daishou loosened his grip. The sound of his tails grip going slack following soon after his realization. You sighed with relief, slumping to the ground as he repositioned himself to face you.

It took you a moment to look up.

"What are you looking at," he hissed at you.

In truth, everything. His scales were brighter than you thought Naga usually were, green blue and muted yellow. "Nothing," you said, mouth still agape.

"Right." He clearly sounded unconvinced, though he decided not to pursue the matter any further.

You had to admit to yourself, he was rather attractive too. He gave you another look at your continued staring. "What were you even here for anyways?" He slithered closer.

"Just- uh," you stuttered slightly. The tail made him look more dangerous than he most likely was. Or not, he might be just as dangerous as you thought. "I...forgot."

He couldn't stay composed, snickering at you.

"What?" You huffed and stood up, pulling your satchel over your shoulder once more.

"Nothing," he chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck, face going red. "Get back safely okay?"

You, confused at his little bout of care, nodded. "Okay."

You turned around, though just before you walked off he stopped you. "Oh, and elf."

You turned once more. "Hm?"

"Try to stay aware next time," he opened your palm and placed your dagger in it, another sly smile making its was onto his face.

"We wouldn't want another snake to catch you."

[awkwardgtace]

Writing

Gonna start a master post cause I'm writing more

Feel free to send questions on characters or scenarios you want to know about can't promise i'll write something but i'll try to write it!! :)

I'm adding a read more to this cause i have a bunch now

link to my ao3 works which has everything i've written: ao3 link

Post Describing all My OCS With picrews attached

Separate pages for ocs, series, and other such things

Mira, Corus, Zeke, Kaya

Ian and Mikhail

Melody, Caprice, Kyrie, Byssal, and Pelago

Streya and Meg

Knights, Nagas, and More

Seer and The Gods

Delphia Rising AU

Kamia Family Mafia AU

Borrowers In The Dark (Vamp!Delphia)

Delphia Cult AU

Vitus Adopts Animal Children

Streamer AU Stuff

Demon AUS

Kaiju Stories

Dreaming of Soulmates AU

Gt July 2022 All Stories List

Gt July 2023 All Stories List

Miscellaneous ones shots and prompt answers

Lilith (Yandere Giants In General)

Hurt No Comfort (Labelled when not canon)

Snake In The Shed (Features @alarcomet oc)

Snake in the shed

Guardians AU (Name subject to change)

Big Reunions

Close Calls

Medicine Side Effects

Valentine’s Surprises

What If They Met Later? Melody and Kyrie Version

Hidden Wings AU

Hidden Wings

Potential New AU Start Stories

Subject 829: A giant is treated as a weapon

Secrets Exposed: Rhys is a foster kid with a secret, he’s a size shifter

Random Reader Inserts

Comfort

Thoughts and Worries: Side Giant or Side Tiny

Looking Around

Legendary Phantom Thief

Beauty In Flames

Step After Step

A Needed Break

Sleep Overs

The World's Weirdest Sleepover

Sleepovers Aren't Always One Night

Fanfic or fan au

In The Crystarium

Meeting Your God (in FF14 world with ocs Delphia, Alessia, Ash)

Vivia Twilight Looms

[weirdthinkingdragon]

Slithering Chains PT (1/3)

Yandere naga present mic x reader

quirkless/aged up au. Warnings: Only swearing for now

“C’mon Y/N! It will be fun! Rumor has it there are friendly nagas on the island!” Gushed Mina. That makes me cross my arms. She’s seriously out of her mind if she thinks it’s a good idea to go to an island for something that’s a supposed rumor. 

“I highly doubt they’d be friendly. Especially since we’d technically be invading their territory.” I reply. She rolls her eyes and huffs. 

“Besides, why should we go looking for a damn overgrown lizard?” Katsuki cuts in with a scowl and his arms crossed. Hanta shrugs. “I’m with Mina on this. It would be really cool to see one,” he turns to Eijiro. “What do you think?”

“I don’t know. I was hoping we could go camping instead somewhere. Katsuki still has to show me those incredibly manly skills he learned back in boy scouts he hasn’t shown me yet.” Katsuki’s face went to full-on pride. 

Mina suddenly jumps up and down. “I have the PERFECT idea! We should go camping at the island!!! That way we could do both!” 

“Ooh! That’s a great idea! Count me in!” Exclaimed Denki. 

Katsuki’s face falls into a deep frown. “That actually sounds like a good idea!” Eijiro cheerfully replies. Mina fist-bumps the air and tackles Eijiro into a tight hug. “You can definitely count me in!.” Hanta pipes up.  

I can already tell we’re not going to win this argument. Wait, didn’t Hanta go to boy scouts as well? “Weren’t you in boy scouts too? Can’t you do the same things?” I question. He sheepishly smiles at me. “Eh, I didn’t last very long in it for a few different reasons.” 

“Not showing up half the damn time and hanging out with dunce face really didn’t help.” Katsuki informs. They both flinch at his words. “Uh… let’s not talk about that…” 

They all suddenly turn to me expectantly, even Katsuki, probably hoping I deny. You know what? There’s nothing too bad that could possibly happen, and they most likely won’t stop begging until we do. “... fine,” I turn to Katsuki. “You better have some mad skills.” 

He glares at me annoyed. “Of fucking course  they’re good!” 

I smirk. Sometimes he’s so fun to piss off. “Well, pack up guys. We’re going camping.” 

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It took a little longer than we thought to find a boat that would take us. No one wanted to go to the island. We eventually found a place around the ocean that would bring us for a rather large fee. None of us were happy about that but it was the best shot we had. Also if something happens to us on the island we’re on our own since they won’t come back for four days to pick us up. Good thing we packed extra food. We also only brought three tents since they’d be a hassle to carry otherwise and we can take turns carrying them if needed. 

We get right up to the island and get dropped off on a sandy beach. The boat immediately pulls away from the island. A nagging feeling was rising in the back of my mind. “You wonder why none of them wanted to come to this island?” I suddenly question. 

“It does seem a little odd. Even the one we came on left pretty quickly. I’m sure it’s nothing important though!” Eijiro replies. 

I refuse to let it fly by. Something about that seems more wrong the more I think about it. Looking at Katsuki, he seems to be thinking the same way I am. The other four take off towards the tall trees not too far from the beach. With the sun being at its highest peak, the trees are casting a large shady area half over the beach. I’m a little jealous of how he’s carrying two of the tents and his backpack so effortlessly. 

Luckily they waited up ahead for us. “Seriously, if you and I weren’t around, I swear they’d have died of their crazy antics years ago.” He grunts in confirmation. Denki sees something and takes off in another direction. 

“Denki! Get your ass back here! We need to stick together for now!” I yell at him.

“Come here then! This place has weird blueberries!” 

Oh no. “Denki! Don’t eat them/Don’t even touch the fucking bush!” Katsukii and I yell simultaneously. We quickly get up to him with the other three trailing behind us. Katsuki goes right up to him and slaps the small black berry in his hand out of it. “You fucking dumbass, that’s nightshade!” 

Looking at the bush, it wasn’t just any nightshade. I facepalm. “We haven’t been here for even ten minutes and you already almost ate deadly nightshade.”

From the fear that grew on Denki’s face, he understood well the name of the plant and stepped away. “Whew, well, uh… Good thing I didn’t eat one yet, huh?” 

The only reply was Katsuki smacking Denki on his forehead. 

“I’m sorry! I won’t do it again!” He shrieks. 

Boisterous laughter comes from above. We look around, and my eyes catch onto a long tail draping across a few of the branches higher up. It was light green with darker green lines across and a pale yellow underside. “Good thing ya caught your friend! I was just about to stop him myself!” The large serpent body trickles to the floor like molasses until the too human-like torso comes down as well. His hair is incredibly long. It’s past where his torso ends and the snake part begins. He’s. Fucking. Massive. I look at Mina. “You didn’t tell me they were this big!” 

“How was I supposed to know!? The news never said anything about their size!” She yells at me. Katsuki goes into a fighting stance like he could actually do harm to the giant thing. Judging from the chest and face, it’s a male. His green eyes match the light green on his tail, and his hair matches his underside. 

The naga replies with another laugh, leans down, and pokes my nose. “Well, I am! And you guys must be curious humans, huh? There haven’t been any here in quite a while!” 

My brain is still trying to process how large he is. He’s longer than four of me together. An intrusive wanting of touching his tail pops up in my mind. Seriously!? I JUST saw him and want to touch him? What the everloving FUCK mind!?

He looks at our backpacks. “Ooh! Ya guys stayin’ for a few days? That’s great! You guys can tell me more about your place!” Mina wasn’t kidding about them seeming to be friendly. “Those bags seem heavy, would you like me to help?” 

I shake my head. “Nah, we got it. Do you know a place we could set up a camp though?” I ask him. He nods enthusiastically. “Yeah! There’s a pretty good open area by my cave!” He takes a sharp left turn with his body a little ways ahead of us. 

We all look at each other and shrug. He seems friendly enough. Well, Katsuki is the only one still not on board with being around the naga. The naga could be faking, but he seems pretty genuine. My bet is it just hurts Katsuki’s pride he wouldn’t be able to take the naga down himself if a fight breaks out. He’d still try though knowing him. 

The naga kept stopping and looking behind to make sure we were following. Most of us were falling a bit behind since he was still rather fast despite his constant stopping. It must have been about twenty minutes until we got into a clearing with a giant cave next to it. Denki is breathing rather heavily. He throws off his backpack and faceplants into the soft dirt. We all laugh at him, even the naga. Throwing my backpack off, I roll my already stiff shoulders. Man, how do hikers keep those giant backpacks on for so long? 

I look over at Katsuki. Once again, the all-powerful man doesn’t even need to do that. “Dude, I seriously envy you sometimes.” He rolls his eyes. “You’re just weak, dumbass. You’re also not used to it.”

“Hey, hey, hey! No need to be talkin’ like that! We’re all friends!”

Katsuki’s face goes into a snarl. “You can’t tell me what to do, you fucking overgrown lizard.” The naga has an astonished facial reaction for a second. “Sorry about him, he’s always like this.” Eijiro sheepishly informs. 

He shakes his head, and grows a smirk. “Well, good thing you’re all used to it! I gotta say, haven’t been called an overgrown lizard before! Also, shouldn’t it be ‘an overgrown reptile’?” He goes up to Katsuki and starts poking his forehead. “What other so-clever names ya got hidden up in there?” Katsuki tries to bite his finger, making him quickly pull his hand away. “Feisty!~” 

“We all kinda have a nickname he gives us. Mine’s shitty hair, but uh, please just call me Eijiro! What’s yours by the way?” He questions. 

His eyes widened. “Right! Name’s Hizashi! Ya probably heard of me at some point!” We all look confused at each other. “Nope, sorry, that name doesn’t ring any bells.” He grew sad for a moment about that, and mumbled something. 

I decided to try bringing him out of… whatever he’s getting into. “Mine is Y/N. The crabby one is Katsuki, the other blond is Denki, the pink-haired is Mina, and the black-haired one is Hanta. We may not have heard of you, but maybe you could tell us about yourself after we set up camp? As long as you’re truly okay with that.” I say, a little concerned we might still be intruding on his territory. 

“I’d love to! And of course you guys can stay around here for a while! It’s probably better since some nagas don’t like humans too much.” Katsuki crosses his arms. “Well, I dare them to take me on.” Hizashi pinches his cheek for a second, only to be nearly bitten again. “Aw, like ya could do much harm to us! Your enthusiasm is great though! They’d easily crush you.” 

“Oh yeah? Well, I’m not going down without a fight.” I roll my eyes at him. The others snicker at my reaction. “Anyways, we’re burning daylight. Let’s set up camp, and maybe our new friend could show us around a bit.” 

He mock bows. “Gladly, your highness!” Mina snickers and whispers “I ship it” jokingly. I give her a “really bitch?” look, making her almost keel over in silent laughter. It doesn’t take long for us all to take out our things and start setting up the tents. I pull out my rolled up sleeping bag to place next to the tent. “Yellow, huh?” Questions Hizashi. He gets a far-off look in his eyes for a second. I look down at the giant obnoxious yellow sleeping bag in my hands. 

“Not my choice of color, but it was on sale for a really good price, so I thought I might as well. Is there something wrong with it?” I ask. 

He shakes his head. “No, not at all! It just reminds me of another human that came here a while ago!” There was a look in his face that almost seemed obsessed. None of the others noticed the possibly red flag. Mina was too busy goofing off with Hanta and Denki, which were having trouble setting up their tent. Eijiro was trying to help Katsuki, but he kept messing Katsuki up, making him get multiple smacks on his head. 

“Is it okay to ask what happened to him?” His face turns into a harsh glare. It was easy to tell it wasn’t directed at me. “His “friends” took him from me when he left my cave one night. I waited years for him to return, but he never did. They must not be letting him return!” His tone went from angry, to sad, back to angry. 

Something doesn’t seem to add up with that. If he really wanted to return, he would have visited a while ago. Then again, it was pretty hard finding a boat to bring us here, and life can get hectic quite easily. I decided to put it in the back of my mind and focus on the now. 

The sound of tazing brought my attention to Denki, Mina, and Hanta. Mina has an electronic flyswatter in her hand, and smacked Denki with it. “Mina! That’s not what that’s for!” I yell at her.

She laughs. “Come on, it’s not hurting him too badly!” 

“Easy for you to say! How about I zap you now!?” He swipes it from her and smacks her forearm with it, making her shriek.  

I facepalm. “Which one of you idiots brought the flyswatter?” Hanta and Mina point at Denki. I glare at Mina. “What were you doing digging in his backpack when you could have been helping me put up the damn tent?” She replies with an embarrassed smile. 

I’m struggling to keep the tent up and push the tent pegs into the ground without a hammer. “I can help ya! What should I do?” Hizashi asks. “Could you help me push these in?” He nods and I move out of the way to hold the tent tight. He slams the tip of his tail on the peg, pushing it all the way down in one go. It honestly startles me. “Jeez dude! A little warning would be nice!” 

He rubs his neck sheepishly. “Sorry!” As we do the other three pegs, I can’t stop looking at his tail. He seems to notice, and wags the tip of it. “Like what ya see?” He teases. I look away in embarrassment. “Don’t worry about it! I was kinda the same way the first time I saw one of your kind!” He puts his tail in front of me. “I can tell you wanna touch it. Go ahead!” 

I’m unsure about it, but place my hand gently on the top of his tail. It was the back of it closer to his human torso. Nothing but raw muscle, and the heat it radiated was phenomenal. I quickly take my hand away. 

“You two are getting along well quick! And to think you didn’t want to come Y/N!” Mina comes up and teases. Hizashi seems surprised by hearing that news. “Aw, good thing ya did though! It’s already fun having you guys around!”

“Yeah, yeah. Enough of that stupid cheesy talk or whatever. Show us around.” Katsuki says half-heartedly like he really doesn’t want to be here. Hizashi ignores his lack of enthusiasm and nods with a smile. He then starts to move his body to the right of us. 

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A few hours after, we arrive back to our camp exhausted. The sun was close to setting. Even Katsuki’s breathing was slightly ragged. We’ve learned a lot about this place.  Mostly not many nagas are too open to humans, and there aren’t that many due to most being quite territorial as well as females being rather rare. The four of them were horrified learning we could have met a bad end. Katsuki and I called it that they wouldn’t be too friendly. 

There is also the giant pile of wood he’s been collecting in case any humans visit. That’s so nice of him. He told us it gets pretty boring since not many talk to him, even the others on the other side of the giant island. That makes me feel rather bad for him. Of course, Mina being Mina, hugged him then. He returned the hug with no objections. He also told us the lifespan of nagas can be an average of 800 years. He himself is only about 300 years old. We all almost fainted from the shock of that. 

He helps haul a ton of rather large pieces of wood and sticks next to his cave. The pile was a bit farther out so it wasn’t in his way of his cave. Katsuki starts setting up the fire with a bunch of giant rocks that Hizashi still has around. It takes him no time at all to start a good fire. 

“Way to go dude! Knew you had the skills!” I tease. He glares at me in a way that shows he’s dangerously close to smacking me. I only give him a smirk in return. “Of fucking course, dumbass. Why would I not?” I shrug in reply.

“Hey, you guys want marshmallows? I brought a few bags.” Hanta says, grabbing a bag of marshmallows out of his backpack, along with two short roasters that can extend. 

“Sure dude, pass me the bag. I’d rather eat them not roasted.” Denki informs. Hanta passes him the bag while he extends the roasters and passes one to Eijiro. After Denki opens the bag, Hizashi reels away a little bit, catching my attention.

“You alright?” I ask him. “Heh, yeah! Those things just smell a little too sweet for me, ya know?” I nod in understanding. 

“Oh yeah, I guess it would be pretty weird, huh?” Mina wonders aloud. 

“Would you like us to put them away?” I ask. Denki hugs the bag of marshmallows to his chest. Hizashi shakes his head. “Nah, I’ll be fine. Thanks for being so considerate though!” 

After a bit, we decided to tell scary stories. The cheesy usual thing to do. Hizashi seems rather invested in every story told, no matter how bad it is. Right now, Mina is saying hers, and it’s actually pretty good. It’s about a male serial killer that fell obsessed with a male victim of his. The male refused to be with the killer for the obvious reason of them being a killer, and that they’re not interested in men. They were able to escape the chains the killer put them in, and picked up a large piece of a broken mirror that was near him. He decided to give the killer the element of surprise by pretending to still be chained.

“And so, while the killer’s back was turned, the male plunges the glass through the killer’s back!” she brings her hands up for some sort of dramatic emphasis. “They ran towards the still-chained other person and helped them pull the chains free while keeping an eye on the killer who fell to the ground. The man knew the killer was still alive, there was no way they died that quick. He helps the victim pass the killer and tries to pass himself, only to be grabbed by the ankle by the killer! He was still weak though, so it was easy enough for the man to break free and run outside. Luckily for them, they were in a neighborhood with a house not far away.”

We’re all honestly at the end of our seats listening intently. Well, minus Denki who seems rather terrified. Hizashi has an unreadable expression. 

“The neighbors were terrified, but called the police for help. The only problem?... There was no body on the floor when the police investigated. There was only blood. To make things scarier, the blood belonged to someone not in the system.” She grows quiet. 

“Is that it?” Denki questions. 

She shakes her head. “The man knew the killer would come for him again. He moved to the other side of the country. Everything seemed fine for him years later, starting his own family and moving on. At least, until he came home from work one night to a rather quiet home. He enters the home to the copper smell of blood overpowering him, bringing back memories he’s tried so hard to forget. He turns on the light to see his wife in her own blood, his blood freezing in fear. The familiar voice of the killer whispers behind him “You want a family? Well, now we can be.” and the last thing he saw was his children with nothing but fear tied up on the couch in the living room.” 

I was in shock that she said a story so dark. “Damn Mina, that was a wicked story! Where did you learn such a story?” I ask. 

“It was actually from a book a friend told me about!”

“They sure have a shitty taste in books.” Katsuki quips. 

“Like yours is probably much better, little boy scout.” I sarcastically reply. His fists clench. 

“Uh, hey! Maybe we should all go to bed! We have another big day tomorrow of exploring.” Eijiro pipes up, trying to prevent Katsuki from doing anything drastic. Katsuki growls and stomps off to his and Eijiro’s tent. 

Mina lets out a big yawn herself, stretches, and goes towards our tent. Denki and Hanta go to their tent as well. Hizashi puts a hand on my shoulder. “Hey, uh… Would ya mind hanging out with me for a while yet?” 

I shrug. “Sure, just let me get my sleeping bag.” I go and get it, Mina giving me a teasing smirk. “Don’t you get those thoughts in your head.” 

I drag the sleeping bag over close to the still burning fire. It grows quiet between us for a bit, the only sound being the crackling of the fire and the chirping of the crickets. His tail wraps around the bottom of my sleeping bag, trapping me from moving if I decided to by being around my feet. I reach down and pat his tail. 

“So, is there anything you want to talk about now?” I ask, lowering my voice to a near whisper so the others could sleep. “Well, how long are you guys planning on staying?” 

“After this, three days. We couldn’t get them to change the amount of days. It was so odd and hard getting here.” Hizashi perks up at that information. “Anyways, what are we doing tomorrow?” I ask. 

“Ooh! There’s a waterfall not too far from here I think you and your friends will like! It’s kinda hidden, and we’ll have to be careful since it will be close to two of my kinds territories, but as long as we don’t do anything it shouldn’t be a problem. One of them is the other most friendly naga I know! He may even come say hi!” 

“I bet Mina will be happy about that.” I felt more of his tail stealthily trying to go farther on my legs. 

“You’re really not being stealthy you know,” His tail stops. “Sorry. I just can’t help but wanting to touch someone as cute as you!~” 

Heat rushed to my face. “Well, you can hug me if you want. You just had to ask.”

He didn’t have to be told twice before his tail wrapped more around my sleeping and his bare torso went against my back. This isn’t exactly what I had in my head, but I did say hug. He’s still rather warm to the point of it slightly going through my sleeping bag. “How are you still so warm?” 

“This place usually doesn’t get that cold. My body’s most likely used to that.” 

“Makes sense I guess.”

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I wake up to feeling something tight around me, and whispering. I can’t move my arms either. It’s obviously Hizashi. “Katsuki bro, you don’t have to do anything! He’s not hurting them.”

“I don’t fucking care. There’s something about that damn thing that isn’t sitting right!” 

“Aw, you truly care about-” Denki starts. He suddenly stops. 

“You’re probably just overreacting. We’ve only been here not even a full day. He’s still pretty friendly.” Eijiro sounds almost desperate. 

“That’s the thing you fucking dumbasses! Did you not hear him last night with Y/N? It’s not fucking-” 

“Well, mornin to you guys too!” Hizashi suddenly pipes up, silencing all of them. Ugh, it’s too early. I groan and nuzzle closer into his tail in front of me. I don’t feel like opening my eyes to look at them.

Hizashi laughs. “Morning to you as well!” 

I felt someone get close to me besides Hizashi. “Mina, I swear if you touch me with that fly swatter…” She steps away, confirming my prediction. “How did you know?”

“You dumbasses are known for doing such stupid things. Not really a surprise.” Katsuki replies. “Aw, Katsuki, you don’t have to be so mean about it!” Denki jokes. 

“Shut up guys. It’s too early.” I grumble. 

“Early? The sun is already half way to its highest point!” Hizashi replies with a teasing tone. I only reply with a groan again. 

Hanta clears his throat. “So, uh… What are we doing today?” 

“I already told Y/N last night, but we’re going to a waterfall today!”

“A waterfall? How did we not hear it on our walk yesterday?” Eijiro asks. “Simple! It’s the other direction over a cliff!” he states like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “C-cliff? Isn’t that dangerous?” Denki asks. 

“We will be fine! I’ve done it many times before!” 

“If you say so…” Eijiro replied, sounding quite unsure. 

Hizashi unwraps around me almost reluctantly. He rubs the top of my head, waking me up a bit. “C’mon, ya gotta get up so we can go Y/N!” I ignore them and try to sleep again, using my arms as a pillow since Hizashi is no longer by my head. 

“Tzzt” Something touched my arm and sent a sharp pain through my arm. I instantly knew what it was, and I am NOT happy. I get up instantly. “Minaaaa!”

“Oh shit!” She drops the electric fly swatter and takes off running behind Hizashi. 

Denki and Hanta start laughing. “Get her Y/N!!!” Hizashi blocks me with his hands and holds Mina by his tail while chuckling. It wasn’t light like usual though. This sounded slightly darker if that makes sense. All I know is it sent a chill up my spine. I glare hard at Mina. 

“Now, I know whatever that thing was woke ya up, but let’s not focus on that, and let’s get going to the waterfall, yeah? If you want, I could carry you for a bit more sleep!” I back away in embarrassment. “That’s okay. Let’s just get going then.” 

He laughs normally again and lets go of Mina. 

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It didn’t take too long to start climbing the cliff  to the waterfall. The crashing waves of it is able to be heard in the distance. Hizashi is leading the way with us rather close. It’s getting rather narrow and crumbling with a really high view in front of us. It’s beautiful with the trees, but terrifying how one step can make you fall off the edge. More ground crumbles under my shoe. My foot is basically off the edge at this point. I look up at Hizashi. I’m right beside him while the others are a bit back. “This seems like a bad idea. I think this is more-” My foot slips and I start to fall. My heart feels like it stopped. “Shit!”  

“Y/N!” they all yell. Faster than someone can even blink, Hizashi’s tail wrapped around my torso before I got too far down the cliff. I look down to see a very deep drop that would obviously kill me, but what was even more concerning was the naga looking up at me. It has to be twice the size of Hizashi. 

Hizashi kept a very tight grip on my torso as my legs shakily kept trying to give out as he had me stand up. We all stopped for a moment. “That’s it, fuck the waterfall. This isn’t worth going for.” Katsuki says, even more angry than usual. 

I can feel Hizashi shaking as well. “Heh, that was not a part of the plan. We’ll be going down towards the waterfall soon. I’ll see if Toshinori would let me bring you guys through his territory on the way back.” 

“Well, why didn’t we do that in the first place!? Y/N could have died!” Eijiro exclaims. “I’ll admit, I thought the fear would be funny. Definitely not now!” 

He kept me closer to him as we went down the cliff. It felt better the closer the even ground came to be. The giant naga I saw earlier comes fast into our view. He has a bright golden tail that matches his hair. The most obvious part of him is a giant scar on his side. His eyes show great concern. “Are you all okay!? I saw what  happened a bit ago,” His eyes squinted at Hizashi. “And I TOLD you to stop taking that way with visitors!” 

Hizashi replies with a teasing roll of his eyes, but it’s showing that he understands and does regret taking that route. “Very shaken up, but fine I think.” I reply. It wasn’t until now I noticed how the waterfall is much louder. He nods. “That’s a relief. I take it you’re going to the waterfall?” 

We nodded. Mina quickly goes up to him. ‘Hey, what’s your name by the way? Mine’s Mina!” 

He grows a kind and friendly smile on his face. “Toshinori. Nice to meet all of you. We haven’t had any humans visit in quite a while.” In quite a while? So people DID used to come here. That’s making the unnerving feeling rise up again. Something must have happened to make them stop coming. But what could it possibly be? These two are friendly. Is it because they might be the only ones that are friendly? Maybe he’d know. I could ask Hizashi, but something feels like that’s a bad idea. 

Mina suddenly pulls out a camera. “You brought a camera?” I asked. “Well, duh! I forgot earlier if I could take pictures of them, but seeing the one even bigger than Hizashi reminded me!” she looks up at Toshinori. “Could we take some pictures to show my other friends?” he perks up at that. “Why, of course! Why not wait until we get to the waterfall? We could do a group one!” 

Mina fist-bumps the air. “Yes! In front of the waterfall would be a GREAT view! Let’s go!” 

The rest of us told our names to him, well, Eijiro did for Katsuki again, on our way to the waterfall. Hizashi still hasn’t let go of me. Toshinori’s brows seem to crease in worry about that. I pat his tail twice. “Uh… Hizashi? Could you let me go now?” He does reluctantly. Mina giggles again. I decide to ignore it. The waterfall was finally in view, making the others grow more excited. Toshinori was farther ahead with the others. 

Now would probably be a good time to ask Toshinori a few things. “Why don’t you go ahead with my friends for a bit? I want to ask Toshinori a few things I’d like him to answer personally if he can.” He almost seems to go on guard after hearing that, but makes himself relax. “What about? Ya gonna talk about me?” He teases. 

“No! Of course not! I want to hear the story about that crazy scar on his side.” I lie. The scar might be interesting, but there are more important things at the moment. He seems unsure of my answer, but nods and heads up to lead the way. 

“I need to ask you a few things.” He looks down at me. “Is it about my scar?” I shake my head. “No, I want to know if you know why no humans want to come here lately.” He looks at Hizashi, who I can swear started moving more slowly, then back to me. He nods. 

“Do you know why humans no longer want to come to the island?” His smile disappears. “To prevent you from being afraid, all I will say is it’s safer for you to leave the island sooner than later.”  

My face scrunches up in frustration and confusion. “That doesn’t make sense! Why though? What could be here you guys couldn’t help us from?” 

“At least a little more information, dumbass.” Katsuki pipes up from behind me. Toshinori shakes his head and goes back to the others. I look beside me to see Katsuki crossing his arms. “I still don’t trust these overgrown lizards. Especially now.” 

“You and I both. Well, I trust they aren’t going to kill us, but I don’t trust they’re not telling us what they should.”

“It’s good we’re staying here two less days.” I look at him confused. “What do you mean?” 

“I told them to make it two less days, or when we get back I’d make their lives hell. I wanted to be here the least amount possible.” 

“Are you sure they’ll listen? They might leave us here if you threatened them.” He grew a sadistic smirk. “Kyoka is making sure.” I shake my head while smiling at him. “Always the ever-clever one, huh?” 

“Someone has to be since you dumbasses sure won’t.” I roll my eyes at him again. “Can’t argue with that. 

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Nerd.” I take off running to catch up without looking back, afraid of being smacked if caught. “Y/N!!!” He angrily screams, and it’s easy to tell he’s running after me. “Hahahaha!” I ran past Hizashi. His tail slams down between Katsuki and I. “Let’s save rough play for later, yeah?” 

I pout. “Aw, Hizashi, you’re no fun!” 

He pouts back. “No fun? I’m PLENTY of fun! C’mere!” He wiggles his fingers, signifying what he’s going to do. I shriek and jump away, but with no success since he's faster and uses his tail to get me stuck in place. 

“That’s enough Hizashi.” Toshinori harshly says, and takes me out of Hizashi’s grip, keeping his body closer to mine so Hizashi can’t. 

The others seem confused by Toshinori’s reaction, but shake it off. Katsuki glares harder at the two nagas. I decide to ignore everything and look at the waterfall. It’s really high up and beautiful. I stop. “Hey, wouldn’t this be a good area for the picture? We could get a large portion of the waterfall in it!” 

Mina quickly takes out her camera again from her pocket. “Yes! Let’s do it!” We get situated. Toshinori is on my right with Eijiro and Mina. Katsuki stays close on my left with Hizashi next to him, with Hanta and Denki unnecessarily crouching in front of him and doing the peace sign. Toshinori grabs the camera with his tail and is able to hold it out to hopefully show all of us in it. No doubt Katsuki isn’t going to smile in it. 

He took a few, and they all turned out great. We then wander close to the bottom of the waterfall where there’s a rather slow stream that goes half way up my calves. I know since we all took our shoes off and entered the shallow stream with the nagas not too far away just in case. While the others are messing around and throwing water at each other, I saw a really cool looking rock a bit farther in the water. It’s in a bit deeper water though… I could possibly ask someone to help. Nah. I look over to see Hizashi being busy talking with Toshinori. It doesn’t seem too friendly whatever they’re talking about judging by their movements. Katsuki is fairly close to them without them realizing, and he doesn’t seem happy with whatever he’s hearing. His face is crunched even more than usual. 

I look down towards the rock again and reach for it. The water goes up past my shoulder, getting my shirt wet. The current in that part is much stronger, almost making me lose my balance. My hand touches it, and I try to bring it up. It’s rather stuck in the ground. I firmly grip it and yank it. It comes free, kicking up a lot of dirt with it. Rinsing it in the water a bit more, it came out clean and was a rather large agate. It’s the size of my palm. A really cool one with multiple lines in it too. I dry it a bit on the bottom of my shorts and put it in my pocket. 

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The day went by rather quickly until we returned to our camp. Toshinori didn’t come with us, much to Mina’s dismay. We definitely got some kind of sunburn today. Denki looks like he’s gotten the worst of it. Katsuki nearly slapped him until I prevented it. I’d rather not hear how loud he can scream in pain. 

We didn’t feel like doing stories tonight. “Ugh, after this, I don’t think I’m ever going outside again.” Denki complains. “You will, even if I have to drag you.” Katsuki threatens. “Aw, big old buff boy truly does have a heart for us!” I tease. He harshly slaps my shoulder. “Point taken.” I say in a bit of pain. “You shouldn’t hurt your friends like that.” Hizashi pipes up being next to me on my right. Katsuki ignores him. “Forgot to mention, the boat will be here tomorrow to pick us up.” Hizashi tenses up. 

“How do you know that?” Hanta asks. “It’s Katsuki, how else?” I reply. “But we’re having so much fun here! And Hizashi has helped tell me so much about nagas!” Mina whines. “True. well, it was fun while we were here though!” I look at Hizashi. “Thanks for that!” He nods. “Of course!” Something didn’t feel too genuine or enthusiastic with his answer. I heard Hanta snoring. He must have passed out not too long ago. 

Eijiro yawns. “Man, today sure was fun though! Hopefully we can come back some day!” Katsuki and I share a look. “Yeah! It’s hard to find a boat to take us though, so it might be a while.” I inform, trying my hardest to not give away that we won’t be coming back. 

“Hey, Katsuki, could you bring Hanta to our tent? I can’t carry him.” 

“No. The dumbass fell asleep out here, he can stay out here.” Eijiro rolls his eyes at him. “I’ll do it.” He gets up and bridal carries Hanta to the tent with Denki following. Mina goes to ours. Katsuki pulls me close. “Don’t trust that fucking naga. Stay away from him.” He hisses, gets up, and goes to his tent. What was that about? He hasn’t been wrong before though, so it might be best to listen. It stayed silent for a while after Eijiro went to his tent and most likely everyone was asleep. 

I put my hands in my pockets and felt the rock. “I want to give you something to remember us by when we leave,” I take out the rock and give it to him. Something glinted in his eyes and he took it and cupped it with both hands like it was the most fragile thing in the world. A feeling is telling me I just made a big mistake. Why though? It’s just a rock? “It’s not much, but maybe you’ll like its memories?” 

“I’ll definitely treasure it!” his voice becomes more quiet. “Just like I’ll always treasure you.” He means like everything we’ve done the past two or so days, right? 

“Well, goodnight Hizashi!” I say, and go towards Mina and I’s tent. “Could we please do the same thing as last night? As a parting gift or something? It will get so lonely again.” His tone became rather saddened. I almost gave in on pity for him. I remember Katsuki’s words though, and try to think of an excuse. Right! Sunburn! “Sorry Hizashi. I really don’t want to be touched tonight, especially with this sunburn. That will hurt.” 

“Maybe the cold of my cave could help with that! Why don’t we try that?” He sounds desperate. Him being desperate sends off another red flag in my head.

“Sorry. I’d rather be alone tonight.” I say and enter my tent, zipping it up. 

He must have given up since he goes quiet after that. It doesn’t take long after that for sleep to start to overtake me. 

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...Did the zipper just open? I was too tired to check. It’s most likely nothing.

[hoodoo12]

Shed

I saw this prompt: "As snakes' eyes cloud up prior to shedding, impeding their vision, a human girlfriend has to help her naga boyfriend get by with temporary blindness when he is about to shed his skin, despite his insistence that he can handle it on his own, she just doesn't want him to get hurt."

and although Naga AU isn't really my thing, I had to write this featuring Dewey.

SFW, NagaDewey/gen neutral reader. Care and comfort.

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“No, I’m fine!” Dewey was usually anything but peevish or surly. His snapped insistence when all you’d suggested is that you help him out of his shirt said more about how out of sorts he was. “Dewey, I just wanted to help--” A sound, made by vibration against the loose papers that had been flung off the desk onto the floor, was more warning than just his words. You sighed. “Dewey, you’re not a rattlesnake.” The noise from the tip of his tail stopped, and he looked sheepish for a moment. “Sorry, baby, I just get cranky . . .” “Cranky,” you agreed, “and scared.” That made his shoulders droop. For the past bit of time he’d been growing more irritable. And itchy. His scales, usually so iridescent and smooth, had become dull and scuffed. Even his skin looked patchy, like he was healing from a sunburn. He liked basking in the sun, but he never burned that you knew of. Some kind of built in UV protection, you’d figured, since he actively refused to get curtains for his place and deliberately put his bed where the morning sun hit it full on. Today, after a week of everything looking sickly and him being restless, you noticed the haziness to his typically bright eyes. Well, you noticed that after he’d managed to hit a doorframe going through it and then overcompensate the mistake by careening into the desk, spilling all the notes and sheet music there to the floor. Frantically, he’d tried to pick them up, but became distracted by his shirt, which led to some of the music being wrinkled in his hands as he twisted to try and relieve the itch of fabric against him. That he was ruining some of his student’s work put him in a worse state. You’d hurried in after hearing the crash and found Dewey in that agitated, frustrated state. When you’d offered to help get his shirt off him, he’d bitten your head off. Not literally, although he probably could if he was so inclined.

As overwrought as he was, however, he was still Dewey, and fighting wasn’t his thing. Because of that, unlike some other naga you’d been with who became much more volatile during a shed, you were comfortable enough to step close to him and gently take his arms. “Dewey, sweetie, I’m here for you. Please let me help.” He frowned, like he didn’t want to admit he would appreciate it or didn’t want to burden you or he was embarrassed his human partner saw him this way, but he did give you a hesitant nod. You smiled even though he couldn’t see it with the haziness over his eyes. Making sure to keep a hand on him, slipping your fingertips down the scales below his torso so he knew where you were, you hurriedly picked up the papers because you knew he’d be more upset if something else happened to them. They weren’t in any way organized, but that was for later. Straightening again and putting the pile on the desk, your hand then went to his chest. “Let’s get you out of this shirt.” If he’d been more himself he’d have blushed and made some dirty joke, but now he only nodded again. Carefully you lifted if off him, making sure not to catch any scales or skin that weren’t quite ready to come off easily. You eased it off his arms and then more gently over his head. Dropping it to the floor, you asked, “Would you like to go to the living room? The sun is hitting the bean bag right now. Or the bathroom, maybe? I can run you a bath if that’ll make things less itchy.” After the mess he’d made and his anger, Dewey just seemed tired. “The bath,” you decided for him. Guiding him through the place like he was blind--which essentially, he was--you filled the tub with warm water and added bath oils, not for the scent, but so they could help soften his old skin and make the shedding process easier. You helped him into the bath and smiled as he gave a sigh of relief as the water warmed him. Leaving him to grab some towels to mop up the water that had splashed onto the floor, you rushed back when Dewey, mildly panicked, called out for you. “I’m right here,” you reassured him, dropping the towels as you returned to his side. He was obviously more scared than he let on, not being able to see. Silently you wondered what he’d done before, when he’d been by himself during a shed, but the past didn’t matter now. You were here and were willing to make it easier for him if you could. Since the water soothed him, you offered to use a brush on him if that would help the process along. He declined, telling you that the new scales were soft and sensitive and a harsh brush would be too much. Instead, you massaged him, running your hands in long strokes down his body, occasionally finding a patch of loosened skin that you could carefully tease up and away from him. You took each piece you removed out of the water and set them on the floor in a damp pile that was similar to the papers you’d put on his desk. Dewey tensed and held his breath with each bit of skin you took off him. As much as it seemed to worry him, he seemed to like that it was gone. Occasionally his hand would run along your skin too, and you wondered if that was some ritual or mutual bonding between naga. When your fingers were wrinkled and the water had become tepid, you helped him out of the tub as well. Drying him off sloughed more of his skin, and you realized he was right about the scales underneath: they were soft and pliable, with a silky quality. It was difficult not to run your fingers over the new scales, but luckily, Dewey seemed to enjoy it, even laughing a little as it tickled. The worst were his brille. You wanted to help with that too, but it was delicate work. Dewey even asked you to stop touching him for a moment, so he could concentrate on removing them. You stood nervously by as he carefully picked at his eyes caps, starting with the right one. It was both fascinating and a little stomach turning to watch him peel the cloudy protective tissue from his eye. At one point it stuck on his eyelashes and he asked you to help separate them. You agreed

and were so careful it felt like you weren’t making any progress at all. Then, with a smooth release, it was off his eye and hanging by some of the skin at his temple. Gently you plucked it and the skin away from his face. Dewey’s brown eye was bright again. The second one went more quickly, and after it was gone, he scrubbed his face with a dry hand towel that ended up with flakes of skin through it. “I’ll do the laundry,” he told you. “No you won’t. I’m doing the laundry, and I’m cleaning the bathroom. You’re going to rest! Come on, let’s get you set up in the living room.” He opened his mouth as if to protest, but that prompted a yawn, so his argument was moot before he could say anything at all. You guided him back to the living room even though he could see now, and made sure he was comfortable curled up on the giant circular beanbag that he preferred to a regular couch before leaving him to collect the used towels, get the washer started, and wipe out the bathtub of any lingering scales. All the old skin you tossed into a waste bin. Dewey was dozing when you finally returned to the living room. He wasn’t completely shed out yet, you could still see big patches along his body down to his tail that needed to come off, but he did look more comfortable. Beside him, you stroked the newly exposed scales again. Even sleepy he reached for you, and although you were a little concerned you were going to hurt or damage his new skin, he pulled you down into his coils in a position you’d come to relax in. Leaning back in his arms, settling against his torso while the rest of him embraced you lightly, you took a page from his book and let the sun bake you.

fin!

[palesweetscherryblossom]

Okay so merman Hitoshi idea:

There’s a spot in the mythical forest where Merman Hitoshi resides. He’s very introverted, doesn’t get much interaction because the lake is like right on the cusp of the forest, just barely outside of the trees, but there’s also a river that connects through the forest, and sometimes Hitoshi swims in that river just to see what’s up in the forest at times. He comes across Reader, and he just is absolutely smitten, but he doesn’t know how to approach her because he’s terrible at talking with people. He ends up scaring her slightly when she sees his giant merman tail. So on the night of a full moon (the only time when merfolk can step onto land as full humans), Hitoshi goes to seek out Warlock!Aizawa and see if there’s anything the older and wiser man can do. Aizawa sees him as this pathetically love struck idiot and is kind of like “What’s in it for me?” And Hitoshi is like “I’ll let you have some of my scales.” Because mer scales are hard to get due to the fact that it’s painful to tear them off, but they’re amazing for all sorts of spells. Anyway, with the rarity offered to him, Aizawa accepts the deal. Hitoshi goes back into the water and collects as many scales as he can off of his tail. He bites down on a branch he found in the river as he groans and tries to get through the pain. He tells himself he’s doing this for the love of his life, so it’s worth it.

Aizawa takes the scales from Hitoshi and does a cool warlock spell on him, and then Hitoshi is suddenly human! He figures out a way to get some clothes, and he pursues Reader. Reader is still scared of Hitoshi, though. Remembering the big scary merman in the river, she tries to flee. But Hitoshi is faster…and Hitoshi is stronger as well.

Hitoshi bled for her, made a pact with a Warlock for her, gave up his mermanhood for her! The least she can do is hear him out! He loves her, he did all of this for her. How dare she be so ungrateful? (That’s his line of thinking).

He drags Reader back to Aizawa and is just kind of like, “Change of plans. We’re both gonna be merfolk. I’ll give you more scales in return. You can even have scales from her. It’ll be her little punishment for running off after everything I did for her.”

And then Reader is just kind of like forced to live the rest of her life as a mermaid with Hitoshi.

What do you think?

If this was for the Mythical Forest AU then Hitoshi would have to deal with two angry snek parents, a dragon pack, harpies, more nagas and Deku with a shotgun

But if this was in an alternate au then I dig this idea! So much potential for horror and angst.

(Send me more ideas, the inspiration department has been lacking lately.)

Also Warlock Aizawa is an idea I fw.

CAST A SPELL ON ME DADDY-

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Y’all asked... here it is. Chapter 1 of some Heat x reader naga au. I do plan on making this multi-chapter, so I decided AO3 was the best place for it. I’ll always post chapter updates to this blog though!! Yes this is fully self-indulgent, fluffy, hurt/comfort monsterboy nonsense. Is it so bad to want to be snuggled in the warm arms of a giant snake-man? Is it?? (I’m aware that I’m insufferable)

I fully blame AND thank @immortalverse-arts for inspiring this with some lovely art and lore that I absolutely ADORED!!! Go check them out if you haven’t!

[mirkwoodshewolf]

Guardian of creatures; AU! Queen x oc female x reader Chap. 10

*Author’s note*

Hey guys well happy New Year and happy 2021! Hopefully we have a better year than last year was and a new year means new fanfics! And to top it off I’m gonna start off with a new chapter for my GOC story. Also I’ve got 8 new chapters of my new Borhap Disney AU series so I hope you all love that but for now I hope you all enjoy this chapter here. Also I hope you all enjoy the little surprise at the end.

And if you need a refresher playing Seraffel is Jensen Ackles and Thor is Jared Padalecki.

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Chapter 10,

Preparations beings

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With no time to spare, John and Serafina use their magic to further disassemble the mansion and soon there stood a suitcase and it soon locked up.  John took the suitcase while going up towards Seraffel (both boys were now back in their dragon forms) while Serafina went up to Thor.

You noticed that now she was growing slightly hesitant towards the storm dragon.  Her hand held up midway towards his snout but she stopped herself.  You then watch as Thor nuzzles his snout right into Serafina’s chest.  Deep, soothing rumbles come out of his throat that almost resembled the soft sound of thunder.

“Come on. We can’t stay here. Everyone pick a dragon and prepare for a long flight.” Freddie said as he slithered his way towards Thor and wrapped himself around the storm dragon’s back.  You noticed how unlike before when Freddie used his coils to subdue the Wyvern, he wasn’t squeezing or even trying to strangle the storm dragon.

Brian joined John on top of Seraffel and of course Roger went with Freddie and Serafina.  Now it was up to you to decide which dragon you would go with.  But before you made any decision, you suddenly found two giant dragon heads leaning barely an inch away from you.  You stared into the deep ocean blue and amethyst eyes of these great beasts you had only read in stories.  Both had a slitted pupil, like a cats as they pierced your very soul.

You could feel each intake and breath of air they exhaled as they stared at you.  The earth almost seemed to move underneath you as they let out soft growls.  It was then Seraffel made the first move and pushed his head against you.  From his throat, deep yet loving growls came out as he kept pushing himself against you, his scales rubbing up against your stomach.

“Push your weight against him.” John said to you.  You looked up at your teacher and did as he told you.  Seraffel’s growls became more loving and affectionate as he now allowed his brother to do the same.  This time you felt Thor’s snout actually stroke and nuzzle your back as affectionate growls came out of him.

“They’re thanking you for reuniting us.” Serafina said with a soft smile.  You smiled and decided to give them affection back.  You gently headbutted the side of Thor’s face as he circled his long neck around you in an affectionate dragon hug.  Seraffel’s head soon came back into the game and you did the same thing.

His eyes closed as he gave your forehead a gentle headbutt back.  He also gave you a dragon’s kiss.  His cold tongue nipped at your left cheek while your right cheek was also licked by Thor’s warm one.  A perfect mixture of warm and cold.

“You’re welcome.” You said to them. The two dragons stared down at you before bowing their heads to you and actually letting you soft purrs. You then walk over to Seraffel and he gladly moves his blue-finned tail closer to you.  You grab a hold of his tail and he slowly lifts you up onto his back and Brian helps you get situated.

“You might want to hold on tightly.” Brian tells you.  You wrap your arms around the Elven lord’s waist and he tells John that we’re ready.

“Volant Seraffel.”

“Volant Thor.” Both John and Serafina say at the same time and soon your stomach lurches downward as you are first hovering over the ground, but soon the ground becomes smaller and smaller as the air grows a little bit colder.  The clouds wisping past your bare arms, never did you think you’d ever get to feel what an actual cloud feels like but there you were.

Soon the clouds disappeared and all you could see was the full moon and a sea of stars.

“Not many can say they’ve truly earned a Dragon’s loyalty.” Brian’s voice said to you.  You look at him and he turns to you, a soft gleam in his eyes (in fact they almost seemed enhanced underneath the light of the stars. A richer color of blue). “Only two other people I know of have earned that level of trust. And you’ve been taught by them.”

“So—these two are really John and Serafina’s children? I mean they’re dragons. But John and Serafina are sorcerers. How did they—”

“Adopted.” Ohh okay that makes sense. “They were adopted by John and Serafina at birth. But it doesn’t make them any less their own. You see, they were abandoned by their nests well over 700 years ago. Serafina still could sense life within their eggs so she and John took it upon themselves to see if they could hatch them. At least give them a chance at life unlike their real families did.”

“That’s so cruel.”

“It’s nature. Especially for dragons. For them only the strong survive. Any egg that doesn’t hatch along with the rest of its nest is considered infertile. So they abandon their unhatched eggs without a second thought.”

“How long did it take for them to finally hatch?” you ask him.

“Those two waited on those eggs hand and foot. Then finally when last leaves of Autumn fell and the first kiss of Winter came; Seraffel was the first to spring right out of his egg. Three months later during the first spring thunderstorm, Thor arrived.”

Wow so these dragons are just three months apart from each other.  But they’re so big since they’re technically considered runts.  I mean if it’s the same sort of situation like with other animals like dogs or pigs when you get the runt of the litter, John and Serafina must’ve really loved and cared for these dragons to get this big.

“Can I ask—why John and Serafina never really……”

“Had children of our own?” John suddenly spoke up.  You turn to see John staring towards Serafina riding on Thor.  Seraffel let out a growl towards Thor before letting out a few grunts and huffs.  Thor let out a soft rumble before flying a few feet ahead. “It happened just shortly after the two of us ran away from the cult. We had been caught in an ambush. Serafina and I had gotten trapped by my psychotic mother and her vicious sisters and cousins. My mother gave Serafina a curse. A dark curse that almost killed her had it not been for Brian and Roger. But—it had severe consequences.”

“You see, Serafina had taken a blood curse. And a curse like that destroys you from the inside out. Severe internal bleeding, organs slowly shutting down till finally……” Brian stopped and took a sharp breath in. “No living sorcerer has survived it because there’s no counter spell to reverse it. Thanks to Freddie’s advance knowledge of brewery and Naga magic she miraculously survived. However it had come with a price.”

“One was her natural appearance. As I’m sure you recall from when Freddie showed you our past, she had black hair and brown eyes. Well it changed her hair and eye color to the color of blood. First it was her eyes then her hair slowly but surely became blood red. Then—we found out she had become infertile.”

Infertile? You mean as in…….

“John and Serafina longed to have a family of their own. Especially once all this mess had been put behind them. But when they asked Freddie about her other symptoms after her hair started to change, he gave them the cold-honest truth. Serafina could never bare any children. Not even he could change that.” Brian explained solemnly.

Poor Serafina. Not only did she lose her entire family but she also lost a shot at making one with the man she loves.  You could tell by John’s posture that it hurt for him to even speak of it.

“We were both devastated, especially Serafina. She felt like she had failed me because she knew how much I wanted to be a father. But I assured her it wasn’t her fault. None of it was. But I guess fate was on our side because eventually we found these two.” John placed a comforting hand to Seraffel’s neck who let out a soft purr as he leaned against his father’s touch.

“Then how come you guys weren’t around when I first met you all?” at that point John went quiet and lowered his head down.  You saw his shoulder softly shake but Brian placed a comforting hand on your master’s shoulder and he whispered in Elvish to him.

Now you didn’t know much about the language but there were a few words you did pick up.  Basically Brian was telling John to calm down and you heard him mention Thor and Seraffel’s names.  John then rested himself against Seraffel’s neck, clinging onto him and stroking his black scales.

“In the summer of 1309, we had another run in with John’s family in Scotland at the time of the battle of Bannockburn. A few years after William Wallace had been beheaded and his limbs cut off to be displayed to the 4 corners of England and Scotland……”

“It’ll take all night for you to explain it!” John snapped. The tremor in his voice trying to hold back a sob but mostly came out in anger.  He levitated himself over Brian and sat between the two of you.  He placed both index and tall finger at each side of your temples and said. “I’ll show you what happened that day. But just know it wasn’t her fault.”

His fingers glowed purple and soon you felt your mind being flushed down a vortex and you found yourself hovering over a battlefield.

A whole bunch of witches and wizards were fighting.  But the clothes told you the difference of who was on what side.  You recognized the black robes from John’s family while wizards with not only swords and shields on hand but waving the Scottish flag with pride showed you that this was a wizard duel between the English and the Scottish sorcerers.

They were badly outnumbered but you soon saw Seraffel and Thor working together to help the Scots out.  Thor sent down lightning bolts upon John’s entire family while Seraffel covered them in ice barriers.  Soon you felt yourself being pulled a certain direction and you saw John and Serafina battling against John’s parents, his brother and cousin Crowley.

“Give it up Johnny boy, you can’t last much longer!” Crowley sneered as his quickly stuck out his tongue in that sneering way.

“Your magic is nothing compared to a troll’s level. Slow and miniscule.” John sassed.

“Why you little—”

“He’s stirring you up cousin. Besides, we’ve got something bigger on our side.” His brother Draco said.

“What are you talking about?” Serafina sneered lowly as she aimed her wand at Draco.  It was then Ronan rolled up his sleeve and there you saw the very mark that had branded itself on your chest, however his was a black marking (like someone had put charcoal on his arm).  A green light shined from his forearm as he soon let out a yell.

It almost sounded like a roar as his arm glowed brighter and brighter.  You turned to the sky and saw a large black storm cloud of smoke charging right for them. It brushed past Thor and he looked down curiously before he then let out a roar towards Seraffel and the two of them proceeded to fly towards you.

The black smoke landed with a hard thud and soon revealing himself before them was John’s grandfather Grindelwald.  In his hand he held a skull with an orange tube around it and at the end of the tube was some kind of golden piece to it that almost resembled an upper-class cigarette holder.

At his appearance, his brother and cousin bowed, his mother smirked maliciously as she raised her wand to her head giving a crazed tilt of her head like an insane person.

“As Sorcerer Supreme none can resist a spell he casts. No effect on the bloodline itself, but to others they submit.” He spoke in that low, soft, whispery voice of his.  His eyes turned directly towards Serafina as he took the golden end of the tube and put it in his mouth inhaling deeply.  The inside of the skull glowed, it’s eyes shining a bright yellow before he exhaled the smoke right towards Serafina.

As the smoke slowly encircled around her, she suddenly began to fidget and lose absolute control of her body.  She was screaming as she held her head in what seemed to be pain.

“Serafina?” Serafina continued to try and resist the spell she was being put under. “Serafina my love what’s wrong!?”

“Witness true strength John. The strength of will over magic.” Soon Serafina’s fighting ceased as she now stood tall but her eyes were now pure white as she stood erect, staring directly at Grindelwald.

“See brother, in the face of it. You…..are…..nothing!” his brother Draco snarled.  Grindelwald then turned towards John but didn’t say a word.  Soon slowly turned towards John was Serafina.

“What did my grandfather just tell you?” you then saw his mother take something out from behind her back.  It was the urn.  The very same urn that was in the NY Times office.

Oh no you knew where this was going now.  You watched helplessly as John’s brother and cousin held him down while Serafina slowly walked towards John, under the control of Grindelwald, her wand at the ready while John’s mother opened up the urn cackling.

“Serafina! No, no, no my love you’ve got to snap out of it! Please! This isn’t you! Serafina no! Melda!” he said ‘my love’ in Elvish. “Serafina!” She then soullessly spoke out a chant as her wand glowed pure white.

Aldruon En Lenthranall

Losolomirus Nor!

As the blast headed towards John, you saw a younger version of Seraffel and Thor land in their human forms before John, taking the shot for their father.

You found yourself pulled back to reality and as you breathed heavily you looked at John who was looking down with tears in his eyes.

“They used me as bait. To get rid of our Aces. Of course that’s all they saw the boys as. It destroyed us, especially Serafina. That urn could only be opened by the very magic used to seal whom or whatever is inside. So for 200 years we searched for the urn, when we ran into one of my aunts about it. She told us that they had melted the urn. At that point we—we feared that our boys were lost forever. Until you came along.”

So when you touched the urn back in the storage room, since you had been taught Serafina’s magic…..that’s why it was able to unlock so easily! It all made sense now.  You were the one to free these two after 600 years.

“And now the boys are forever in your debt for freeing them and reuniting them with their parents.” Brian finished.

Seraffel and Thor continued to fly long into the night and as the sun began to rise overhead, they slowly descended downward.  You moan as you start to wake up from your slumber.

“Where are we?” you said with a yawn.

“We’re going to see an old ally of mine and Serafina’s. Not only that but the boys need to rest, especially Seraffel.” John said.  As you looked down you saw nothing but sand. Sand for miles on end, but what also caught your eye were some of the most familiar landmarks you’d ever seen.

The pyramids and the mighty Sphynx.  Holy shit you were in Egypt! You had always dreamed of coming to Egypt and now you had arrived at last! The land of the pharaohs, one of the most vast cultures of mythology and History known to mankind (next to Greece and Rome).

Seraffel and Thor landed on the ground and you all got off their backs.  John and Brian helped you off and soon both Seraffel and Thor shifted into their human forms.  Meanwhile you saw Serafina go over to Freddie and cling onto his arm and he leaned up against her as she waved her fingers down towards his tail and soon you actually saw Freddie’s tail turn to human legs.

“I’ll do my best to also convince the muggles here that you are a normal human Freddie, but the spell itself won’t last long I’m afraid.”

“Just as long as we get moving as quick as possible.” He told her.

“Right so we’ll need transportation, new clothes, and some supplies like water and food.” Brian said as he took out his bag and pulled out some Egyptian pounds and gave them to each and every one of you. “Buy only what you need and don’t. draw. Attention. To. Yourselves.” He emphasized and eyed everyone, especially Roger.

“You act like as if I’m gonna screw everything up.” Roger snapped offensively.

“Well anything in a dress or skirt you do howl over like the hound dog you are.” John sassed as he counted his pounds.  Roger growled.

“Enough you two we don’t have time for your petty squabble. Anymore lip from you two and I’ll swallow you both do I make myself clear!?” Freddie hissed.

“Yes sir!” both Brian and Roger said.

“Right now let’s get our supplies and be done with this village.” Serafina guided Freddie towards the marketplace of the village nearby while John went along with Brian and Roger to make sure they didn’t cause trouble.

“Guess that leaves you with us kid.” Seraffel said.

“Yeah guess so. Hope you don’t mind.” You answered the ice dragon.

“Not at all. Plus we can get to know our savior a bit better.” Said Thor as the three of you went towards the market to buy yourselves some new clothes first.

You told them everything about your life and how you met their parents along with the rest of their little ‘family’.  After your tale and now with new clothes on, you asked the two dragons.

“Now this is just me asking out of curiosity, why couldn’t we just keep flying on you guys? I’m sure we’d get there a lot faster and find this ally of your parents’.”

“True but there are complications.” Thor responded. “One, due to this intense heat, Seraffel won’t last very long flying so close to the sun.”

“I really don’t get why their informant had to be here in the hottest continent of all!” Seraffel growled lowly.

“And two, there are stricter laws about—you know creatures like us exposing ourselves.”

“You mean Egyptians are prejudice against dragons?”

“Not just dragons but other creatures as well.” Thor said.

“Look you know how you humans have your customs and traditions?” Seraffel started off.  You nodded. “Well the supernatural world has their own rules and laws. Some are slightly flexible like Europe and in America, but for other countries like Russia and some countries here in Africa, it’s illegal to expose yourself to the humans. If we even so much as put one claw out of place, we’d get slammed by the Wizarding community of this country.”

“And cause we’re also on the run from our great grandfather as well as the rest of our dad’s psychotic family, we risk exposure to them as well. Last they know we’re still in New York.” Thor finished for his older brother.  You nodded in understandment and soon you found Serafina and Freddie with your transportation.

2 camels and 6 horses.  Freddie was already on top of one of the horses who was already going uneasy, probably feeling his snake-like skin and probably his tail too.  Serafina gently stroked the black horse’s muzzle whispering in Elvish to him which made him calm down.

“Pick your ride.” Seraffel and Thor took the camels while the rest of you took the horses.  You found yourself riding on top of a yellow mare with a white mane and tail.  She tossed her head back whinnying happily and you gave her a pat on her strong neck.

“Seems you’ve picked yourself a good one. She likes you.” Brian told you as he steadied his pure white horse.  John tacked the supplies onto the backs of Thor and Seraffel’s camels.

“Now make sure those don’t fall off. I know how stubborn camels can be.” He told his boys.

“No worries dad we got this.” Thor said assuring his dad. “And Seraffel, keep this over your head so you don’t overheat. We’ve got a long walk ahead of us through the desert.” He handed Seraffel a dark brown fedora with extended brim (to you it almost looked like a cowboy hat).

He took the hat and placed it on his head.  John patted his son’s leg and looked up at him worriedly.

“Are you sure you’ll be okay riding by yourself?”

“I’ll manage pops. And if I keel over I’ll give you and mom a heads up.” John nodded then hesitantly walked over to his pure black Arabian horse and rode up beside Serafina who was riding a chestnut brown mare with a heart-shaped white patch on her forehead.  John’s black stallion lovingly licked and nipped at Serafina’s mare (of course they would get a mated pair of stallions, only fitting).

“Alright, let’s move out. We’ve got a lot of ground to cover if we want to reach the tribe before we’re discovered here.” Freddie said and soon you all rode out of town and into the desert.

God no wonder why people complain about the desert! It was dry, sand literally blew everywhere even without the assistance of the wind, and to put it all out it was TOO FUCKING HOT!!!

You tried to shield yourself with your own hat that you managed to buy and take a sip of your water.  Serafina told you that out here you have to ration your water intake cause it can easily go away if you continuously drink it.  As you rode by Serafina you asked her.

“So just who is it that we’re going to see that lives out in the middle of the desert?”

“He goes by the name of Ardeth. John and I met him shortly after we ran away and took refuge here. Of course we underestimated the power of the desert and got ourselves lost. During a sandstorm we somehow managed to find him and he saved us. Took us to some water after five days without water.”

“What exactly is he like?”

“Mysterious. I’ll only say that.” But you could tell that Serafina was hiding something.  It was like she was trying to hold herself back from saying something else. “We didn’t stay for long cause he had to keep moving along. The Medjai sorcerers are a nomadic tribe after all. Moving from one place to another, even if they travelled alone.”

“And he was the only one to find you and John?” she nodded.

“Our encounter was roughly 10-15minutes long but he—he seemed wise, knowledgeable about the land. But he told us if we ever needed help again to go to the Medjai tribe and say his name, then they’d know we’re on their side.”

“You mean there are cults that don’t agree with John’s family?”

“Yes. And those are the cults that we side with. Most of Europe, mainly England’s wizards follow the Sorcerer Supreme, no matter who sits on the throne. But there are some cults that since the reign of Thomas Riddle Deacon have broken off from the loyalty of the Sorcerer Supreme because they refused to follow in the lead of a mass murderer. As punishment some of them were wiped off the map, while others went into hiding. Only coming out till this war begins, and the Medjai have our trust.”

“So there really is going to be a war?” you asked hesitantly. Yes you have taken this training and agreed to help out but you were still scared.  After all you’ve never really fought in a war before, you were but a child during the Great War and that was with moral guns and ships, this time you’re facing dark wizards with spells that can kill you with a single phrase and a quick flick of their wrist.

“Yes dear. But with any luck you won’t have to fight in it. Only do what you’ve been destined to do.”

“I—remember seeing a brief vision when I first met Freddie. Of me in a battle but……what exactly am I supposed to do?”

“Only you can decide that. When the time comes you’ll know just what you’re destined to do. But for now we focus on getting to the tribe. There John and I will have to speed up your training in order to at least be deemed strong enough in real combat.” You nod and you all continue your way throughout the desert.

The sun continued to beam down upon your heads and it felt like an eternity before the sun started to set.

“Let’s set camp up right here.” John said.  Roger got off his horse and immediately fell to the ground exhausted and dehydrated.  You exclaim his name and race over to him.  You could hear him panting but he assured you.

“I’ll be fine. Just a little dehydrated.”

“Do you want me to get you some water? How long can you survive like this?”

“With some shade and rest I’ll be right as rain. Don’t worry kid I’m fine.” He stood up but you could tell from his staggering footsteps and faint but heavy breathing he wasn’t.  Guess Seraffel’s not the only one you all should worry about.

“He’s as stubborn as a mule but there’s no changing his mind.” Freddie spoke beside you.  “I’ll see to it he at least gets some water in his system.” His tail now fully out, slithered towards Roger and the two of them proceeded to have a quiet conversation.

“(Y/n), come help Serafina and I set up these tents.” John called out to you.  You walked over to them and like normal people do, you helped them set up the tents so that everyone had a place to sleep for the night.

The Deacon clan would share a tent together, Freddie took one for himself, while you, Brian and Roger took the last one.  As dusk came and the hot air finally became cool enough you all had a quick but plentiful dinner before retiring for the night. Almost immediately as soon as you head rested on your sleeping bag pillow, your eyes fell shut and you went to sleep immediately.

*3rd Person POV*

Soon the rest of our travelers fell into a deep sleep knowing they still had a long journey to the Medjai tribe.  Taking advantage of the cool night air, they left their tents open to allow the cool air to enter inside.

In the Deacon tent, Serafina and John were cuddled up together as usual along with Thor and Seraffel circling around them.  The four of them slept peacefully unaware that a mysterious glowing figure was walking towards them.

The figure stopped beside John and Serafina’s tent and as the figure stopped, the sound of thunder quietly rumbled in the night sky. Serafina woke up to the sound of the thunder and could feel a couple of drops of rain land on her forehead.

“Thor! Did you cause this?” She softly hissed to her youngest son.  He groaned out tiredly.

“Mom….I’m trying to sleep.” That’s when a deep, ghostly voice said to her.

“It was I who caused it.” Her body stiffened and she suddenly felt a cold brush of air flick at the back of her neck.  She crawled out of her tent and when she looked to the right she couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

A giant specter.  The ghost stood probably well over 11-12feet tall.  He wore ancient blue wizard robes along with a red cape that fluttered behind him.  His face was well defined with cheekbones so sharp you could swear you’d cut your hand if you’d slap them.  His eyes soulless and blue with a pure white pupil.  He also sported a goatee style like beard and a small smirk grew upon his cupid-bow lips.

“Well don’t just sit there gawking like a codfish. Get up.” The ghost said to her in a teasing tone.  

Serafina couldn’t believe it.  Her mouth dropped as she couldn’t believe just who this ghost truly was. She had seen many creatures before in her lifetime, and specters were no different but never did she believe she’d ever meet the ghost of…….

“Ba—Balthazar?”

“As I once told you and my descendant……” the spirit before her disappeared into an Egyptian man with shoulder length black hair, Arabic markings on each cheek that said WARRIOR and LOYALTY.  He had deep brown eyes and stood about 6 foot and was a strongly built man in black Egyptian robes. 

“You can call me Ardeth.” He said with a quirked grin across his lips.

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Hey my sweet followers, I would just like to bring this up:

My posts and headcanons have all been G/T but you can ask for Same size headcanons/stories if you want. I can write both for you. You can also ask for certain details/storylines or aus for it. Like fairy reader or like, naga pred. You can even request for the boys to be tiny and the reader to be the giant

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