#harpy y/n

[flusteredfools]

AUUGHH HI HI HIIII, I just got done reading chapter two of your new fic (Naga ‘na) and I am so so so SO!! Jittery about what will happen next, the primal instinct to live so we run? Astonishing!!! It’s so interesting in times of despair one will suddenly find the heart to live.

Will the bite we gave Sun scar? Or will it be like one of those small harmless pecks of a little chick???

Aww, I'm so so happy you (and others) are enjoying it so far! It's such a nice feeling <3 and I find myself looking forward to everyone's reactions with each new chapter (or writing session XD)

Thankfully the bite won't scar, lil Harpy/n's teeth are rather blunt and small but the bite does hurt. Sun and Moon are still young enough that their scales aren't all that thick so the bite isn't sharp so much as a painful pinch. Though Sunny would have preferred the stabbing kind of pain instead, pinching pain does more mental damage to him than physical; reminding him of how helpless and hurt he was in the past. I won't spoil too much more of this reaction though, you're going to have to wait a few more days until the chapter is posted. :)

[luxthestrange]

G.I Incorrect Quotes#117 CAWK CAWK!

Harpy!Y/n: I don't wanna be somebody's dream girl anymore!!!

Harpy!Y/n*Bird pose and vibrating*I WANNA BE THEIR ABSOLUTELY WORST NIGHTMARE!?!

Kaeya*sitting on a bench as you tug on his clothes, bite his arms, and run around in circles around him, pretty used to this side of you and finding it endearing*

Harpy!Y/n*Feral Gremlin noises*YABIDI YABIDI YAAAAAAH!?!

Part 3 of:

[missterious-figure]

Just gonna ask this again cuz im determined, swap wine and feathers but blood and feathers :D ?

Blood and feathers harpy y/n!

(Thank you for your patience)

You are tough enough to go toe-to-toe with the three brothers and they love it. Though it's hard to get them to share you, you make it work. Hunting with them, and being "hunted" by them is exhilarating. Making them frustrated as they miss you by mer inches is just so hilarious. Your just as skilled as them and they need to work it for you.

Of course, the boys are equally as annoying as you are. Taking your things and making you do the chasing, or killing a victim just before you can. It's infuriating, but not undeserved on your part.

Your favorite method of killing is to stab a claw into the neck of a victim and let them choke and bleed out.

[helpthewaterisonfire]

The Moon’s Dance.

(a harpy moon x female harpy y/n story-

au by @missterious-figure!)

Moon always liked to tease you- to play with you. And he was patient… to some extent.

Moon was quiet- and he wasn’t any less of a problem than his brothers. He was insanely good at appearing behind you suddenly, and loved your reactions.

But he could always catch you- and after Sun grooming you it was the very next day when he caught you.

You were relaxing the bridge- (which was a beautiful area with pink cherry blooms and a soft sweet smell in the air- and the water below was a glittering pond that perfectly mirrored the moon at night and the sun at day) it was always a nice place to unwind and relax after a long day.

You had your hands over the railing and were taking deep breathes to relax yourself after avoiding the celestial peacock brothers all day.

It was night now, and there was a crescent moon in the sky. You were about to leave and go to your room until someone grabbed your hand from behind and spun you around to face him as though it was a dance. It was Moon himself- and he had placed a talon under your chin and your head tilted up to him.

“How are my Little Moon Blossom?” He asked with a slight purr in his voice.

You froze up for a bit. ‘Oh no…’ There was a softness in his eyes and his feathers glowed in the moonlight… But you knew well he was jealous of Sun and would try and out do him.

Suddenly he twirled you around so that you were in front of him. He slowly put his hand on your hip while holding your other hand. “Care to dance in the moonlight with me?” He asked while kissing your hand and wrapping his tail over you momentarily.

… It’s been a long day- and you had a feeling saying no would get you no where. ‘… sigh.�� Internally sighing you give in for now. “Why not?” You responded.

That was seemingly the right answer as he grinned a bit wider and started to go to the side which you followed. You danced in a counter-clock wise circle as he smiled down at you. Once you reached your starting place again he twirled you then scooped you up and held you closely. He looked at you with a smile for a bit as a wind blowed and caused a nearby wind chime to ring out into the night. Then leaned the both of you down while pressing you to him- your faces a inch apart.

Your face goes red- he was… so close! You were so nervous- was he going to kiss you?!

As thoughts ran through your head he suddenly chuckled and sat you down and straightened up. “You’re too cute.~” He said as he put his hand on your shoulder blade. Your heart was still beating quickly from the close call. “And… you’re a good dancer.” You said- why you said that you don’t know… but it was true! And you knew he knew that. You placed your hand over his arm and held his other hand- like one does in waltzes. The dance started again. He started to walk backwards with you walking in front of him. As you both reached the the other side of the bridge he twirled you and switched roles as he was walking towards you and you were walking backwards. As you reached the end of the bridge on the other side again you were spun one last time and your back was facing his chest. He leaned down by your face. He was so close you could feel his warm breathe.

“Until next time my Little Moon Blossom.~” He purrs as he lets you go. And begins to walk away chuckling to himself… you were left a blushing mess after that.

You waited until he was out of sight before slumping against the smooth wooden railing of the bridge where your hands hung over it again… they just kept becoming more and more…

You covered your face and your hands… you needed sleep.

Giving one last gaze at the pond below you, you see the crescent moon glittering in the water’s reflection… then got up and walked away to your room- trying to stop thinking about Sun and Moon.

Hey! I really loved the idea of Y/N being a female harpy so I decided to make more content of that! And I don’t know a lot about dancing and I’m new to writing- so if anyone wants to point out thing that I did wrong please feel free to share! Have a great night/day/evening/morning!

[amymaleneart]

This is just so cute and wholesome 💛❤️💙

I somehow imagine y/n doing some sort of trilling or purring sound to comfort the babies.

Mama Harpy!Y/N from @naffeclipse’s AU (Cardinal Instinct) which stemmed from another AU (Apex Polarity) has me in a vice grip and it won’t let go..

*Throws this into the wilderness and runs*

[tomahachi12]

I want you to know that your virus au has me in a chokehold. I am in love with these critter drones.

One thing I'm curious about is do the physical changes caused by the virus happen gradually or all at once? I know you said that the virus "slowly" turns them feral but do a drone's body change after their mind changes or alongside it?

Also, does Kitty!V react to laser pointers? :3c

I actually have a sketch page I did like a month ago when I was first exploring the idea.

It explains a couple of things about how the virus would effect them and the changes that each of them went through.

Their mind is usually the first thing to go.

The changes to their bodies happen gradually. It can take anywhere from a couple hours to a couple days, depending on the drone. If they're already infected and get bitten by another infected drone, it can increase the speed of their changes.

full view so you can read everything

This is where Harpy J started as well lol

and yes, kitty!V does react to laser pointers, they all do.

I'm too sleepy to draw it rn tho sorry

[2-dsimp]

I remember hearing from bird owners on the internet never to pet a bird's wings and back due to it arousing the bird, so many bird owners say to just pet their heads.

So, if someone where to "accidentally" brush past a certain Harpy's wings and lower back, or to playfully mess with the feathers a bit, how would said harpy react?

Love to mess with others and want to rile up Lynx a bit heh

Cw: Fem! Reader, NSFW🔞 creampie, knotting, praise, Lynx being a horny birb, overestimation, cum inflation, breeding, exhibition, use of public toilet stall, possessive/obsessive tendencies. Slight degradation.

Synopsis: You decided it would be a good idea to figuratively and literally ruffle the harpy’s feathers and you ended up getting more of a reaction than you bargained for.

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"My muse~ you know how I can’t bear to resist you on a daily basis.”

The harpy scolded, his voice low and husky with desire. Using his clawed hands to cover your lips in order for your explicit sounds not to escape the bathroom stall y’all were currently boxed inside of.

“So Why would you do that when I was just about to be handed my Grammy?"

The singer could feel himself getting closer, his own pleasure building up inside of him as he continued to pound into you relentlessly. He struggled to hold on, gritting his teeth as he tried to savor the five minutes. That he so desperately asked for, just to momentarily hold off on accepting his trophy for having the best selling album.

Using the excuse that he needed to use the bathroom to get rid of his cold feet. When in reality the moment you ruffled his sensitive feathers. Lynx damned near almost snatched you up and fucked you on stage. But thinking about his managers pleas on not causing havoc. The birdman instead hustled you into the nearest bathroom stall.

“You must’ve done this on purpose. Did you really want me to give you my knot that badly baby?"

He panted, relishing in the harsh wet smacks of his balls against your plump ass. His long lashes fluttered shut as he humped you frantically knowing that time was running out. Twitching sporadically as his fleshy pointed cock. Kept spurting out copious amounts of clear precum which continually fattened you up.

"Fuck! You’re sucha bad girl, getting me all worked up. I can feel your juices splashing on my knot, such a dirty chicky you are~”

The Harpy no doubt felt his impending orgasm threatening to burst from his leaking dick. like a pressurized dam, his family jewels throbbing to unload his hot jizz inside of you. As he felt you squirting on his meaty rod that was hitting all your weak spots.

"Imma stuff you up with so much cum, that your gonna leave a snail trail wherever you go. That way people will know that you’re taken."

Lynx trilled melodically, his tail feathers swishing as his plumaged fluffed up from the sensation of your cunt clenched down on his length that was bullying its way against your womb.

“You’d like that right? My pretty mate? Of course you would!”

He nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck biting and licking at the sweat dripping from your skin. Not even taking not of how you were crying fat tears of overstimulation from being stuffed to the brim with his growing knot lodged inside your clammy walls. His shaft still fucking itself into your weeping quim as he prepared to let go. Since it was almost time for him to get back stage and accept his reward ceremony.

“Don’t worry I’ll take care of you more later on, so for now just open up that cute womb of yours so I can flood it with my hatchlings yeah?”

With a bodily shudder racking through him he pressed his body flush against you. His wings hugging you within a protective cocoon. Whilst he released his hot harpy sperm deep inside of you, filling you up completely with his seed. He let out a breathy, guttural keen of exhilaration as he continued to ride his high inside of you, his knot still expanding in depth within your pussy as he proceeded to ground himself empty completely inside of you.

"Mmm, you feel s-so good, my muse… You think I can squeeze in one more load inside of your pretty pussy?"

Lynx drawled out , his voice scratchy and needy as he slowed down his movements. The Harpy stayed inside of you, his cock still twitching as he enjoyed the feeling of being buried deep inside of you. From hearing your small moans in response his penis already returned to half mast eager to fuck another batch of his baby batter inside you.

[yasashii-leaf]

Monster Harpy Tim Drake x reader

[harpsinfinity]

Javier escuella x female!reader

Smut !!

It had been such a long, hard day for Javier. Failing a mission, being bucked off his horse, and thrown in the mud. Literally.

He'd whisked both you and him into strawberry, in need of a hot bath and his beloved partner by his side.

You ended up in a room in a random hotel, the first you could find. It was a pleasant change from uncomfortable cots and scratchy pillows.

The sheets provided were soft as you sank yourself down on him. Javier was exhausted from the day, but who was he to deny you ?

He had you stuffed full of his cock, blunt nails digging into your hips as he lazily bounced you on him. A sinful combination of both of your whines and groans filled the room, thin walls doing nothing to conceal your acts.

But neither of you cared, whoever heard would never know that it was you and him

He looked so beautiful; messy hair splayed out on the pillow. His eyes half-lidded and drunk on pleasure as you rode him

"So good for me, mija" The large warm hands splayed across your waist slide upwards towards your chest, they brush over your spit-slicked, puffy nipples. His hands flick and pinch, making you whine out his name

Your hips began to move with a sense of urgency against his, your jaw falls open with every delicious slam to the spot inside you that makes you squeal and clench hard around him

With a gentle tug of your chin, Javier brings your kiss-swollen lips down to meet his. You can't help the keens that are forced out of you, he plays you like an instrument. Controlling every sound that falls from your lips

His hands tantalisingly make they're way back down, running his fingertips along your sides - making you shiver - before sliding down and meeting with your swollen bundle of nerves.

He rubs quick circles, making you moan into the kiss which he greedily drinks up

"Fuck- i-i'm so close-" you squeal when he roughly thrusts his hips up to meet yours. Your nails dig into his shoulders as you feel yourself getting so close to the edge of bliss

"You can do it, shit- come for me, amor" his voice is like silk in your ear, the final push you needed.

With a call of his name, you come undone around him, clenching impossibly tight. You could've sworn you saw pearly white gates for a second

Javier continues to punch his hips up into yours, helping you ride out you climax as he enters his; he fills you up like you deserve, white hot ropes painting your walls.

You fall slump against him, your sweat-slicked bodies stick together.

The rest of the night in filled with strong arms wrapped around you and gentle praises muttered in your ear

[random-tail]

Eclipse u better run.. I mean swim.

Based off this comment

Orca!eclipse belongs to @naffeclipse

[naffeclipse]

I've been writing Harpy!Y/N with the siren babies and I can't stop thinking about the twins grown up but still young, paired with the fact that their one parent is a harpy, and that one scene from Tarzan keeps replaying over and over in my head of grown-up scary siren Moon creeping along the surface to the edge of icy land, about to scare his small harpy parent but—

Harpy!Y/N: *preening their feathers and doesn't look up* Don't even think about it.

Orca!Moon: *pouts and half-flops on the ice beside Harpy!Y/N* How'd you know it was me?

Harpy!Y/N: I'm your parent, chick, I know everything. Now where is your brother?

Orca!Moon: *grinning like Eclipse* I thought you knew everything—OUGH *pulled into the water by Orca!Sun as they begin roughhousing and splashing water onto the ice*

Orca!Sun: *popping his head out of the water while shoving Orca!Moon under* Good morning! You're looking remarkedly preened today.

Harpy!Y/N: *softly, amused* Hello, chick.

[luxthestrange]

G.I Incorrect Quotes#96 Cryptic Cuddler

Harpy Y/n au but now...present time

In Angel's share

Kaeya: Sometimes I feel something crawl over me at night…

Diluc: It’s the consequences of your actions

Jean: The guilt that comes with your choices

Rosaria: Past trauma

Harpy!Y/n*Sipping nonalcoholic drink and feathers ruffle looking innocently at Kaeya* Oops that was me, I sneak into your room to cuddle, when we were kids you always begged me to sleep with you cuz my feathers

Kaeya*Winces at...that memory, coughs into drink, and blushes...averting eye contact*...i-i dont remember that-

Diluc*Saw it...was time to finally poke fun at his brother*Really? I do you cry begging father to allow y/n to be with you

part 2 of :

[missterious-figure]

I was listening to some calming music earlier, I kept imagining flying with Sun through clouds, over oceans, and above lush forests. And I guess that's how this thing was born! Bird Folk Sun! Or Harpy Sun? Idk. The other harpy on the second picture is y/n!!

This is not really an au, (yet) more of an idea. I might use these two fluffy fliers to draw backgrounds...

[melanirana]

A comic based on this ask about Orca!Eclipse reaction to humpback whales saving his prey, so I had to. Went a bit bonkers for my standards.

And of course Cardinal Instinct/ Apex Ploarity are from the wonderfull @naffeclipse Enjoy!

[demigoddessqueens]

your monster Valentine 💘💋

VALENTINES LIST

Monsters can be fearsome and brutish but have a heart and soul that loves just the same. Some just express it differently.

a werewolf & naga that cuddles along your lap as you both gorge on chocolates

ghosts & vampires who waltz with you in abandoned ballrooms and mansions, as they did once when they were alive

a witch who concocts love brews that are sickeningly sweet and delicious

the gargoyle who has lit the balconies with candles as you both look out to the skyline

an alien who is fascinated by human customs for this day but sees how it’s like Lover’s Day back on the home planet

glistening shells left on the shoreline by the mermaid who admires you afar

sparkling golden jewelry that a harpy has stolen as a gift for you

the Labyrinth adorned with roses of all pretty shades that the minotaur, faun & satyr have cultivated for you

an elf & demon that make oaths of undying love even when you are still a fond memory in their immortality

[lilacxquartz]

PRETTY LITTLE TRINKET

harpy shoko ieiri x f!reader

plot: while lost at sea, you find yourself saved by a monster yet unable to leave.

summary: as you recover, you find yourself bonding with a monster but her friends are cautious of your existence — a/n: this is yandere, so it will still feel unsettling at times.

chapter 2 of 5 • < previous chapter • next chapter > main masterlist • ao3

Chapter 2: Danger?

You stared at the bird-like, human-like hybrid that nestled before you with both caution and awe, battling between falling asleep and staying awake at the same time in a conflicting moment. Internally, your instincts begged for you to get away but your heart told you otherwise—claiming that this creature only wanted to help—to give in, to not fear the unknown.

As she woke up next to you, her attitude seemed almost… indifferent towards you, as if dissecting who you were, analysing your very being. It was ever so slightly unsettling, if you were honest but you tried hard to not let it bother you considering the bizarre circumstances otherwise.

Your eyes drifted around her form, taking in the coppery brown feathers that adorned her body with a sleek amber sheen; looking straight ahead into her deep, black eyes that you could have sworn absorbed all hope into exhausted nothingness and yet… there was a flicker of something just beyond what she let on.

Was it hope?

You couldn’t quite yet tell.

Slowly but surely over the last day or so, you worked with her to attempt to communicate that you couldn’t live the same way she could, only for her to share a common tongue with you. It was frustrating, but you had to wonder why she withheld such crucial information from you. There was otherwise the chattering from before, something akin to bird-like warbling and then there was an understanding, albeit with an outdated grasp of what you otherwise knew.

“Fire,” you repeated in an attempt to get her to understand, her initial response to the word was met with flinched retaliation, but as you continued to preach the requirement over and over, she warmed up to it. “I need… fire for warmth, to cook so that I can eat,” and just by looking at your leg, not knowing exactly what was going on beneath the bindings, you likely needed to cauterise the wound lest it got infected, too. You needed fire to do such a thing.

Tilting her head to the side, she then without warning leaned into your personal space with an intrigued sort of intensity. Her breath was warm against the cold air, generating a puff of steam as she spoke, “Fire… can’t happen,” she replied with a soft tone, tracing a path down your jaw with the back of her clawed finger, “you can get better with me.”

“But, but…” you piped up to argue, feeling ever stubborn, “I… humans,” you tried, pointing at yourself to convey understanding, “I need to cook my food and… and… I need warmth, I need to treat my wounds… I…”

Her eyes could only narrow as you listed off your demands for survival, seeming not quite annoyed but once again, perhaps a little apprehensive towards the admission of flames. She tried to help though, addressing one issue at a time, “Your wound?” she referenced first, lowering her hand and drumming a finger along the seaweed that wrapped around it. “It’s healing,” she stated as she unwound the makeshift gauze, revealing that it was looking quite better, almost impossibly so at the rate that had transpired, “it might feel… strange, because of the magic properties, so it tingles.”

You blinked, your brows knitting in slight confusion. “Magic…?” Were you dreaming, after all? Because otherwise, where exactly have you ended up where magic wasn’t just some make-believe concept found in stories?

She seemed to laugh a little at your surprise but nodded either way, her voice sounding assuring, “I can heal. It is my… ability. So you are safe with me.”

“O…kay,” you slowly replied, trying to accept the bizarre turn of events, the entire situation was already unreal, so you tried for now to accept the situation as it was laid out in front of you. “You’ll keep me healthy, right? But.. I still need warmth and the food issue…”

As you trailed off, she addressed the other point, aligning her body so that her form almost cuddled around you, enveloping you within her feathered form, her wings acting like plush blankets. You found yourself settling your back against her chest, finding that she provided a wealth of heat radiating from her being, surging an almost near-searing hotness that immediately stifled any goosebumps, that silenced any shivering.

“Oh…” you warily trailed off, “this… this is nice,” you admitted, settling into her body. In truth, you were still all sorts of terrified despite the comfort otherwise offered to you. You tended to run your mouth when you were nervous, never quite shutting up about what was happening around you, should an event be something you couldn’t understand nor feel safe in. It was a bad habit really, but you supposed that she didn’t see it as such, so this was already a pleasant change from what it was like back at home, where your inquisitive nature was often rather punished instead.

And instead of any conflicting response as you had so feared, this feathered creature didn’t once instruct nor snap at you to be quiet, nor even vaguely suggest it. Instead, she pulled you in tighter, allowing you to feel the full extent of the warmth she was capable of giving you. Although you couldn’t help but feel that there was something darker lurking beyond what she offered—at least when you caught fleeting glimpses of those eyes you couldn’t quite tear away from—no, there was something troubled deep down beyond what she let on, something… dangerous.

You tried your best to decipher the true meaning of what went on beyond that intensive stare but you couldn’t quite catch it. Instead, you just remained huddled tight against her, feeling as her fingers crept towards the seaweed, stroking delicate paths around the bindings until you felt something sharp. Her finger pushed a little too hard in, perhaps on accident, breaking through your tender skin. In response, you seethed out a whining gasp, jolting back in pained retaliation, at last snapping her out of the trance she seemed to be lost within.

“My apologies,” she replied in an almost blank tone before realising the extent of her damage, “I did not mean to…”

You furrowed your brows as you searched for a response, but before you could properly reply, she quickly parted away from you, covering you up in what made up her nest. Twigs, stray feathers, tufts of fur, and dried seaweed weaved over your body, planting her palms flat against your chest as a soft glow emitted from her own channeled healing energy. Slowly, you were lulled into what felt like a tired pull, something that anchored you toward an exhaustive state.

“Sleep,” she whispered, her voice like warm honey dripping smooth against your weary ears, “you will feel better again, and… I’ll be here when you wake up.”

Unable to fight the pull any longer, your eyes fluttered shut, feeling both in danger and yet comforted beyond your wildest comprehension at the same time.

~~~

Shoko ensured that you were secure and concealed within her nest, perfectly camouflaged and warm before she took a step back. She raised her fingernail that she scratched you with to her face, locking onto the remnants of your blood, feeling a surge of guilt sweep through her body.

You were just a human so why did she prolong your visit?

Sighing, she lept up and fluttered her wings with heavy fluttering beats, cruising herself back to the home island that wasn’t too far from the cliff she resided on. Surely, there must have been something edible that grew within the lush greenery that made up the land. Fire wasn’t an option, so perhaps something else would have to work for now. She tried to remember what humans liked, what they seemed to eat in contrast to her raw diet, understanding that you couldn’t eat the same way that she did, as frustrating as it was.

Slowly, she collected what looked to be suitable vegetation, but then she heard the landing whooshing flutter of the only two other beings that occupied the isles, scrambling slightly to hide the foraged contents under a cluster of fern nearby, pushing it back with her feet.

The first one landed first; a silvery bird-like man just like her with a sapphire sheen that reflected through his otherwise frosted feathers, regarding her with those stark crystal blue eyes that she had always found just a little bit unsettling. The other one followed suit, landing with a little less grace than his friend; the rolling gusts of wind generated from such heavy waves that the contents were revealed either way. She watched as he landed to a halt, pushing himself up from his knee to reveal his deep raven form with brooding amethyst eyes that stared right back at her.

“What are you up to?” the contrasting man spoke first in her own language; a complex string of cooing and chirping and whistling alike, his intense blue eyes catching wind of the fruits that gathered near where she stood. “What’s that?” he corrected his question, his voice adopting a playful edge as his curiosity got the better of him.

“It’s…” Shoko began, wondering where to even start.

Before she could continue though, he plucked a fruit from the ground, taking a bite and allowing for his expression to sour at the taste the second he processed it. “Ah,” he coughed, spitting out the contents onto the ground, “you wouldn’t like these, Sho.”

“It’s… not for me, Satoru,” she admitted with an unsure sigh, feeling apprehensive about revealing her findings—about revealing the concept of you.

“Then who is it for?” the darker-feathered man asked, his voice slightly more calculated, maybe even accusing as though sceptical about the company she kept.

“Do you have a new friend, Sho?” Satoru exclaimed with a thrilling buzz in his tone, almost naively so.

“You know we’re the only ones,” the other one replied, silencing his friend’s excitement before turning his sights back to her, “don’t tell me that they’re a…”

“Don’t question it too much Suguru,” Shoko replied, keeping her tone measured. “What I do in my own space isn’t for you to worry about.”

He scoffed a little, eying up the fruits and back to the direction she resided in. “Those pesky things had a wreck a while ago, that ship that littered itself into the seas. Surely you didn’t…?”

“A human?” Satoru interjected, seeming both curious and cautious at the same time. “But they…”

“Destroy,” Suguru completed his sentence for him, “they destroy, Satoru,” he then turned his sights back to Shoko, watching as she contemplated her next actions, his tone coming off as a little accusatory, but in his mind, rightfully so. “You know what those… things are capable of, right Shoko? Do you remember what they did to our home? I just can’t bring myself to understand… why you are looking after one… of… those?”

“I don’t know,” she murmured, “I just feel like there’s something different about this one.”

“Well,” Suguru sighed, “I’ll trust you to be careful,” he said as he gathered the fruits from the ground and gave them back to her one by one, “as long as you promise to return them at some point. You and I both know that they can’t stay here forever. They don’t belong here, after all.”

With that note, he lifted himself off the ground and flew away while Satoru lingered around for a moment longer, his playful demeanour fading away into something more sentimental, something more serious. “You have the best judgment out of all of us, you know? Whatever your decision is, even if Suguru doesn’t like it, will be the correct one, right?”

“Right,” she nodded, watching as he flew away too, leaving her with conflicted emotions as the weight of their words continued to linger in the air, inviting an almost suppressing aura of doubt. However, she too, soon returned to where she was prior, reuniting with you.

She emptied her findings in front of you, letting the contents spill over your lap as you slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep away from your eyes. Shoko stifled a snort as she watched you find something you were familiar with, digging into it with deep-rooted hunger, finding that she quite enjoyed your reactions.

Humans were something of an anomaly to her, maybe even to Satoru. She understood why Suguru was cautious, especially after the incident, but there was something different about you. She was sure of it.

Maybe it was the odd mannerisms or the way you spoke and seemed to fret over every little thing, how you annoyedly plucked out branches and twigs that poked through your clothes, how… perfectly content you were to cosy up to her when she got closer to you.

She watched on with curious intensity as you wiped your mouth, ready to speak.

“Can you… take me somewhere… more familiar?” you asked, trying to find the right words. “When I get better? I can figure my own way back… probably.”

The question however caught her off guard, remembering Suguru’s words about needing to return you. But that much was only when you were better, right? That could be reasonable enough of a condition. Her eyes flicked over to the crusted maroon that clung to the edge of her clawed fingers, adopting a deep, dark idea.

Loneliness had invited selfishness to manifest and now you were here. Ah, what a troubling thought, but… if it meant spending time with you for longer, then…

“Yes,” she replied with a sickly sweet tone, feigning a promise, “when you are ‘better’, then I can help you reconnect.”

Knowing that deep down, she wasn’t about to let you go back.

Not if she could help it.

this is part 3 of lilac’s bite sized yandere nightmares