#hissing biting clawing growling /affectionate

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

Sassy, buff, gay, purple... And let's not forget evil mwahahaha

He would hate me tbh-

Not sure why this massive all powerful bloodthirsty bodybuilder keeps following me around 😒

[gay-dorito-dust]

Nuada being turned into a cat and not letting enyone tutch him exept nuala and reader😁 mabey cat cuddle?

You heard Hellboy before you saw him as his laughter echoed through the organisation, confused as to what he found hilarious, you looked to Nuala who shared your feelings as you both left the library to go see what had Hellboy tickled pink.

‘Somethings amiss.’ Nuala said as you were halfway down the hallway and you grew concerned, reaching out to lock arms with her.

‘What you mean by that? Is it Nuada? Is he okay?’ You asked and Nuala couldn’t help but find your concern for her brother rather sweet and endearing, she could easily see why he had grown such a soft spot for you in recent days. Something he’ll next admit aloud but through their bond he didn’t have to.

‘He is fine, it’s just-‘

‘Hey y/n! Nuala! Nuada got turned into a fucking cat on our mission- ow you little shit.’ Hellboy interrupts as he points to the grumpy white cat with golden eyes -whom he had claimed as the eleven prince Nuada- the cat in question looked rather prideful after biting Hellboy’s hand, so you guessed that tracked considering that their relationship was still…in the works to say the least with their occasional clashes, along with the frequent sparing matches that might as well seem like proper all out fights.

‘And how did he get turned into a cat might I ask.’ You said and you noticed how cat nuada became calm at the sound of your voice. His piercing golden eyes looking at you intently as he managed to wrangle his way out of Hellboy’s grip, hissing at him, Abe and Liz before making his way over to rub switch between rubbing himself against his sister’s and your leg while purring.

It was obvious that he didn’t do anything of a similar nature to Hellboy, Abe or Liz from the looks on their face, especially Hellboy’s when you reached down a hand for Nuada to sniff to his leisure. Once he was done you picked him up in your arms and held him again your chest, feeling him purr was enough to make you smile in content as you scratched under his chin, which only made him purr even more.

‘A witch did it, nothing more, nothing less.’ Hellboy said with a shrug.

‘And when will my brother be free of this spell?’ Nuala asked as she looked at the white cat in your arms, concerned as she rubbed his head with a finger, hoping it wasn’t permanent in any regard.

‘24 hours.’ Abe replied and that must’ve relived Nuala of her worries as she smiled at him in thanks for easing her mind. Nuada -feeling this through their bond- opened his eye and growled at Abe, who flinched and too a step back from the hostile kitten.

‘Nuada.’ You said and immediately his attention was on you, looking up at you with his golden eyes in what you believed was him trying to convey his innocence in all this, ‘I know this isn’t ideal for you in the slightest but don’t growl at Abe for answering a simple question.’ You scolded him and Nuada flattened his ears against his head in embarrassment as he burrowed himself into your arms.

‘Aww is princy getting scolded by his lover?’ Hellboy teased the eleven prince turned cat, who hissed and tried to swipe at him with his claws, only to nick you by accident and made your grip on him falter a little. ‘Ow.’ You groaned and Nuada, already feeling like shit for disappointing you, proceed to lick your wound in an effort to make you feel better, which you appreciated but knew you’d have to have properly disinfected and patched up soon after.

‘I know you didn’t mean it Nuada, it was an accident I’m fine.’ You tried to tell him but the cat was hellbent on making things right by you by being extra affectionate, purring loudly for you and nuzzling himself into your arms. You looked over at Abe, Liz, Hellboy and Nuala and smiled. ‘Seeing as how he hates all of you except me and Nuala, I’ll take up the task of caring of this feral one until he turns back to normal.’

Everyone to seem to accept this and go their own way as Hellboy huffed. ‘I was just about to say that.’ Liz only patted him on the back as they head back to their room. ‘Sure you did red, sure you did.’

Nuala looked at you with a smile as she touched your shoulder. ‘Take care of my brother.’ She said with Abe standing a good deal of distance away from the cat in your arms that glared at him with murderous intent. You returned the smile, shifting Nuada in your arms for a better grip, making him let out a surprise sound as he gripped onto you and slightly digging his claws into your shoulders before relaxing when you stopped. ‘Don’t worry, your brother is in safe hands..not like he wants to be anywhere else to begin with.’ You replied with a chuckle as you saw Nuala and Abe off.

‘Say goodbye nuada.’ You said to the kitten softly as he only growled at Abe’s back before looking at the claw mark on your arm in guilt. You saw this conflict within his golden eyes leaned down to kiss his furry little head. ‘I’m fine, it’s only a scratch you didn’t mean it, I’m okay.’ You whispered to him as he gave it a lonely lick to emphasise his guilt in hurting you.

He didn’t mean to hurt you and you knew that, but it still didn’t sit right with Nuada that in his fit of anger towards Hellboy’s comment you had gotten hurt in the process in due to his outburst, and he hated that he couldn’t do anything to make up for it in this form but swore that once he was back to normal he’ll more then make it up to you tenfold. So all he could do in response was push he head into your lips in hopes that you’ll understand what he was trying to convey, and thankfully for Nuada you did as you gave him more kisses as you carried him off to your room, tired from everything and everyone.

‘Welcome to my room.’ You tell Nuada as you put him down to adventure your room, sniffing things in intrigued and also leaping a couple feet in the air as he caught his reflection in the mirror for the first time since being changed into a cat. Your room was rather warm, cosy and everything that Nuada had assumed it would be from your personality alone, there were pictures of yourself, Abe, Liz and Hellboy on your walls, and even some of yourself and his sister during your days out together.

You also had shelves dedicated to both books and movies alike lining your walls that had warm fairy lights strung up across them and even the headboard of your bed, which only made the room feel more lived in and loved to Nuada as he found himself staring blankly at the lights with wide eyes. You chuckled to yourself as you saw his expression and his tail swishing softly behind him from atop of your bed, before patting the duet to get his attention.

‘Come on up here Nuada or do you need some help?’ You asked but before you could offer your hand, Nuada leapt up to your bed to prove that he could do it by himself with ease, but while his act displayed his capability of being independent, Nuada cuddled himself into your side regardless and began to purr when you rubbed his back soothingly. ‘So much for being mr independence.’ You joked softly as you watched Nuada close his eyes, you knew that you’d have to be careful when you fall asleep in fear that you might squash him by accident.

However you didn’t have to worry much as Nuada -finding his current sleeping position to be not to his standard- moved to clamber up on your chest, kneading your stomach like all cats side in the videos you watched as though it was dough, before finding solace in your breathing and warmth as he soon asleep once more. Your heart melted at how at ease with you Nuada seemed to be, it was adorable and felt grateful that he gave you the chance to know him the way that Nuala did, you even felt honoured there he preferred your company in comparison to other people and you didn’t want to do anything to ruin it in any way possible.

even if it meant holding you tongue about your feelings for the eleven prince, but however you got to spend time with Nuada, you were more then grateful to have and spend it wisely while you could. You pressed a kiss to his head, whispering. ‘Goodnight Nuada, sweet dreams.’

[hazbinshusk]

In everything you write, you characterize Blitzø so beautifully, I had to pass on the idea that came to me.

Blitzø with a partner who's very talented on missions, but just living their everyday life, they're actually very clumsy and he's so confused but also finds it so funny. Kiss prompt 34 or 21 🤷‍♀️❤️

interesting that you didn't go with the clumsy kiss prompt lol but this was really fun so here's...

prompt #34: a kiss after a bite

“My turn!” you call out with a grin, planting the head of the axe you’re wielding on the floor and using it to leverage yourself up to run along the wall. You do so just long enough to pass the bodies already bleeding out on the floor, planting both feet on the floor and spring-boarding towards the final target.

You swing in a high arch and bring the axe down hard, the blade sinking deep into the target’s back, right between the shoulder blades. You release the handle and land in a roll, neatly somersaulting a few feet and springing back up to stand.

The body met the floor behind you with a wet gurgling cry and a dull thump.

Tossing your hair back, you fix Blitzø with a bright grin. “Ta-da!”

The imp blinks as he takes in the performance, a fine spray of blood marking his face. A sharp-toothed grin grows over his features. “Fuck, that’s hot.”

You giggle, leaning forward to press a kiss to his cheek before turning to mosey back towards the body. You plant a foot on their back, jerking the axe back out of his spine. Blitzø follows you, and you grin as you feel him wind his arm around your waist and pull you back into him. His tail curls around the axe handle and pulls it out of your grip, and you turn in his grip to face him.

Your foot slips on the fresh blood pooling around your boots and you fall against his chest, your forehead knocking against his chin.

“Ow, fuck,” Blitzø sniggers as your grab at the lapels of his coat, slipping again as you try to right yourself properly. “Christ on a stick, you’re a fuckin’ mess.”

“Hey, I’m the one who—shit!” you slip again, and Blitzø’s laughter doubles. He rolls his eyes and bends down, hooking an arm under your knees and scoops you up into his arms.

“How can someone be so fuckin’ good in a fight when ya can’t even stand up, you clumsy bitch?”

“Shut the fuck—”

Blitzø cuts you off by kissing you, immediately sliding his tongue into your mouth. You moan lightly into the kiss, cupping his cheek in your hand, your thumb smearing the blood across his cheek. His claws tighten on the underside of your thigh and on your bicep, and you feel him shudder as your hand moves up to tease at the base of the spike at the back of his head.

Blitzø growls lowly into the kiss, and it turns to a hiss as your teeth sink into his lip.

“Ow! What the shit, you—”

You laugh, watching the fork of his tongue run along the place you’d bitten him. “That was for calling me ‘clumsy’.”

“Oh, yeah?” Blitzø smirks. “’n’ what are ya gonna do when I drop your tight ass?”

“You wouldn’t—” you yelp as he jerks his arms as though he’s going to drop you. You fling your arms around his neck in panic, and he cackles aloud. “Fucking dick!”

“Ooh, you promise?” he teases, and you brush your fingers over the crystal on his wrist. A portal opens up behind him, his office visible on the other side.

“Shut up and get me back to Hell, asshole.” you say, affectionate despite yourself. “And if you drop me, I swear to Satan I will—”

“Yeah, yeah,” he replies dismissively, bringing his face back to yours. “I get it.”

Blitzø kisses you again, deeply, walking the both of you back through the portal and into Hell.

send me a prompt and either husk or blitzø

[morgoonie]

Monstertober Day 1 - Marking the Territory

Getting ahead of the October monster prompt that @ozzgin made and, as with every story I've written so far, its with a roswell conspiracies vampire (I have a problem I know)

Featuring Davos, he's in like one episode for a short time (but I love him anyway)

M!Vampire/Naga x F! Reader

"D-Davos slow down it's t-to much." You whined as your nails dug deeper into your boyfriends chest in a fruitless effort to push him off of you. You poor pussy was drenched and overstimulated from the hours he's spent stretching you out with his fingers and tongue for his first dick, your body desperately needed a break.

However your giant serpentine boyfriend was to far gone as he continued to grind his hips against yours, hoping that your body would miraculous accept his far to swollen knot, to hear your soft pleas. As he continued to pump his still hard cock into you each twitch and roll of his hips nudged you closer and closer to another orgasm.

Crying out his name as you clung to him Davos pressed himself more against your warm sweat covered body, his inflated knot throbbing against your wet hole as he filled you with more of his cum. You could only weakly moan in a mix of pleasure and pain as his sharp claws dug into your plush hips leaving bright red marks that you know will be replaced with bruises in the morning.

Panting against his neck an idea crossed your mind on how to properly get his attention and without hesitating you bite down onto him. While your teeth aren't able to actually harm your vampire but it's enough to make him go still.

A shiver courses through your body as a deep growl rumbled through Davos as he finally pulled out of you. His hand came up to press against your neck making you let go of his neck, but not before swiping your tongue over the light pink bitemark you left on him.

The triumph grin you had from finally getting him to pull out of you faltered when you saw the burning lust in his golden eyes. Before you could utter an apology Davos grabbed your plush thighs and pushed your knees up by your head, exposing more of your soaked pussy to him

"Hush now my sweetling~ you know what you invited when you bit me." His second cock twitched in excitement as he watched your hole quiver and clench around nothing as he let his words register in your mind, pearls of precum leaking from the tip coating the underside of his thick shaft down to his knot.

You always knew that Davos had a thing for leaving marks on you. It was his silent way of making sure others, both vampire and human, knew you were already claimed. Mentally cursing yourself all you could do is let out a resigned sigh and wiggle into a more comfortable position "Try not to go overboard at least? I want to be able to walk later."

Moving his hand to cup the back of your neck Davos pulled you closer so he could bury his face into your neck, giving you a soft "maybe" as he took deep slow breaths of your scent and nuzzled you affectionately. His larger body caged you completely under him as he pressed you further into the mattress tail shifting to coil around and under you as he lined up with your entrance again, hissing in satisfaction of feeling your combined juices slick up his tip.

The hiss quickly erupts into a possessive growl as Davos clamped his jaw around your throat, fangs piercing the soft skin enough to force your instincts to keep you still as he slowly pushed his second cock into you, burying himself to the knot in your sweet warm folds.

Wasting no time he begins slowly pulling out of you leaving only his tip inside. He gave you a momemt to mentally brace yourself before plunging back into your wet folds with a purr, your needy moans and the lewd wet squelching only spurring your boyfriend on as his continued to fuck you with a steadily increasing pace while his knot pressing more and more against your overly sensitive pussy begging to be let in.

Letting out a hiss that reverberats through your whole body the sensation forces you to relax more in his hold despite his fangs gripping your jugular. Releasing your throat with a pleased groan as he feels your body grow limp against him Davos' tongue softly flicks along your flushed skin tasting your heavy arousal.

Whining his pace faltered for a moment from your taste. Replacing his fangs with his lips Davos kissed and sucked along your neck leaving small marks of his love to have you show off later "F-fuck sweetling you're so perfect, my perfect little mate. Gonna be a good girl for me and take all of me this time, right? Gonna let me breed you and give you a nice big clutch~"

Moving your legs to wrap around his hips Davos uncoiled his tail and dragged you up with him as he stood, his large hands holding you up with ease as he bounced you on his cock, the one from earlier rubbing against your clit and coating both of your stomachs with your combined cum as he held you tightly against himself, his long tan and dark brown tail slapping against the mattress as he murmured soft praises against your neck. He was so close to fitting all of his length inside of you.

Sharp discomfort mixed with pleasure had you arching into his hold as his thick knot finally slipped inside of you. Luckily the discomfort didn't last long much to your surprise as it was quickly drowned out by the immensely strong orgasm that came from the pressure and throbbing of Davos' knot swelling against your g-spot. Your vision blurring as your came hard around him, tears rolling down your cheeks from how utterly filled you felt as pushed himself further into your soft body to keep his knot from slipping out before he could properly lock in you.

Moaning and panting against your heated skin Davos gently laid you back down onto the mattress, or as gentle as he could be while rutting against you in his lustful state. The room shook at the volume of his growl as he came deep inside of you.

Your eyes searched for his as you both came down from your euphoric highs but his gaze was drawn further down. Curiously you glanced down to see what had his focus and couldn't help but gasp at the sight of your slightly distended belly. Reaching down between you two your fingers lightly brushed the large bulge. Feeling him through your skin made your squeeze around him more drawing out a small whine from your massive boyfriend.

Grinning you pressed down on the bulge making you both moan loudly from the sensation. Giggling from the way he whimpered about you being mean you cupped his face and pulled him into a kiss, you hands combing through his gray hair as he purred and returned the sweet gesture; that is until he shoved his far to long tongue into your mouth and partially down your throat.

Gagging from the sudden intrusion you tug at his hair and pull away gasping for air while he laughs at the deep blush forming on your cheeks "Sorry sweetling, I saw an opportunity and took-" Gasping as you purposely clenched around him in retaliation he quickly dropped his head against your neck and nuzzled you with soft whines "O-okay okay, I'll behave."

For now perhaps, but you knew by the time his knot was deflated enough to come out you'll be covered in his marks.

[kiwicopia]

hiii i wanted to do the hybrid au event for what in hell is bad amon

probably an easier to care for animal and smut with masc reader

for personality calm, kinda reclusive, easily distracted, affectionate with people im comfortable with, and i have a big soft spot for animals

TW: Leopard Gecko!Amon, harmatophilia, chirping, tongue flicking/licking, love bites, reach-a-round, forced heat, precum as lube, cum eating.

Amon loved it when you couldn't do anything right. Accidentally breaking the dishes while washing and putting them away? Witnessing it got him hard instantly, and it quickly led to this moment. With you bent over the counter, his hips rutted against yours, his cock twitching at the sound of your breathy moans. Just the simple act of not being able to correctly wash and put away dishes forced his rut, but neither of you minded.

The hybrid chirped in your ear; the sound was low as he let his tongue flick out against the shell of it, causing your body to shudder. Amon was too pent up this time around, having wasted no time in easing himself into your puckered hole. His tail flicked about as he let out another chirp, and his teeth grazed your neck, soon biting down when he bottomed out.

With one hand gripping your hip, claws digging into the flesh a little, his other reached around, taking hold of your cock and giving it a few quick strokes as his hips rammed against you. His balls slammed against the curve of your ass, and Amon let out a choked growl upon feeling your precum slip out and down to his hand. The hybrid used it as lube, his hand movements quickening the more his cock drilled into your ass.

"Can I cum?" He asked, his voice a breathy whisper as his tongue licked the shell of your ear yet again. Amon always asked permission. Despite the one fucking you, he needed your permission. You owned him, after all. With a slow nod and garbled moan, he immediately busted, spilling himself inside of you with a soft hiss. His rutting continued, as did him stroking your cock. He wasn't going to leave his sweet owner hanging. A clawed thumb roved over the slit of your bulbous head, drawing a deliciously pathetic moan from your lips. "Please," he whispered.

A few more strokes, coupled with his slow thrusts, finally brought you over the edge. Amon felt your body clench, your balls tightening as you spilled all over his hand, and he let out a low chirp before bringing his hand to his mouth. The hybrid's tongue slowly lapped up your essence, relishing in the taste.

He always found you delicious. His little owner. All his.

[bellaxgiornata]

Sharing another snippet from the MASSIVE upcoming smupdate for Falling For the Devil because y'all wanted me to. You can find the other teaser for this upcoming installment with Super Soft Matthew here if you missed when I shared it (for those new to FFTD I have affectionately named certain sides of Matt). I'm half done writing this installment and I've mentioned this beast of filth stands at 9k words unedited so far. When I joked this would turn into a 20k word installment, it wasn't entirely a joke...

For context of the small snippet below (which is just a piece of the larger scene that is only one of SEVEN scenes), Matt comes back from his night out as Daredevil. He's clearly had a bad night when he comes home. Reader quietly watches him frustratedly undress out of his suit in front of her before heading to the shower. And then Reader encounters said frustrated Feral Devil in the shower after to help him relive that stress and let the Devil out a little....

The snippet is below the cut and it is UNEDITED still.

You turned around, sliding the shower door closed after yourself as some of the warm spray overhead began to cascade down your back. A surprised gasp fell out of you when you felt Matt’s hands suddenly grabbing your hips, his fingers firmly digging into your skin. Even you felt the way your pulse stuttered in response, his chin hovering just over your left shoulder. “Are you sure?” the dark, gravelly voice you knew as the Devil asked, his mouth just beside your ear. “Because I have no desire to be gentle tonight, sweetheart. I don’t want to hurt you.” You inhaled a deep breath, excitement shooting through you at his words and the tone he’d spoken them with. It had been far too long since he’d let himself loose with you like this. Turning your head just over your shoulder, you spotted the wild look in his eyes. That only thrilled you further. “I’ve told you before, Matty,” you whispered back. “Sometimes I like when you hurt me.” His fingers dug into your hips even further, his lips pulling back into something akin to an animalistic snarl. A second later he’d shoved you up against the shower door, the cold glass pressed entirely to the front of you a sharp contrast to the warm water falling down your body. You could feel the heat from Matt’s naked body radiating off of him with how close he was standing behind you now, but it wasn't quite close enough to touch yours. “You can say no,” Matt’s deep voice reminded you. Head still turned over your shoulder, your cheek pressed against the glass of the shower door, your eyes remained fixed on his face.  “But I’m saying yes,” you whispered back. A growl tore out of Matt as he yanked you away from the door, roughly turning you around towards himself before he slammed his mouth hard onto yours. His hands snaked their way around to your back, his blunt fingernails digging into your skin as he drew you in tight, crushing you to the front of himself. You could feel his already hard cock pressed between your slick bodies as his teeth gnashed at your bottom lip. A hiss of pleasure slipped from your mouth as your hands flew up, your own nails clawing at his thick biceps that held you firmly to him. Matt’s mouth quickly retreated from yours, his teeth snapping at your earlobe before shifting downwards to your neck. As your head fell back over your shoulders, your eyes closing, you felt him nipping along the length of your collarbone. The sharpness of his bites was quickly soothed by the warm water running down the pair of you, Matt’s name slipping from between your lips as a moan.

[spaceless-vacuum]

For the earlier cat ask and the idea reader has a cat mind when their cat body

When ever adult cat is nearby wind reader hisses at it and maybe start a fight if none of the chain or zeldas or anyone reader trust take them first as they are very protective towards who they consider their kittin and that's wind, Aril and tetra so when ever there is cold nights reader tries to snuggle with them and if their in different places than too bad reader is getting them one place and that's next to them. Wolfie is the only known dog/wolf cat reader allows to be affectionate with them if it's some random dog that finds cat reader, cat reader would start like the stereotypical unwanting affection cat and start running behind any nearby link that's not wind or just go behind or top of wolfie to the pleasure to twilight. When reader starts to notice any of the yanderes showing signs of distress reader will flop on them and start purring and meowing as if talking to them (got that from finding out cats don't show affection or meow to other animals just humans because they know) and for extra measures reader will start snuggling to them as to get their attention. Reader somewhat half aware what fairies are as when ever hearing that jingle they just watch them as if trying not to spook them especially if they can tell its hyrule by his smell and so letting them snuggle on their fur.

I like this idea of the reader being fully cat-like when transformed because we have two members of the chain (possibly three if you count that one version of Time) who can transform into animals.

There's Twilight who is still aware of who and what he is when he's transformed. Yeah he's influenced by his wolf form but he's saware he's a hylian even if the thought escapes his mind from time to time. Even in hylian form he has wolf like tendencies- such as heightened senses and occasional growling- but he knows who and what he is at heart.

Then theres Legend and his rabbit form. Legend is always aware of who he is and doesn't notice any rabbit-like qualities. He had his rabbit like traits before he got his transformation and if it made any traits of his stronger he did not equate it to the newfound transformation. Yeah he stomps his foot, tears things apart for play or when he's upset, and gets into trouble for the fun of it but that was before his transformation as well so what's the big deal?

The bunny in him does not like it when the cat comes over and throws themselves on top of him. Biting his neck, kicking and trying to drag him down. Your claws are sheathed and it's all for good fun but he does wish you wouldn't scare him like that. At least you're not attacking him while he's a rabbit. That'd be embarrassing and terrifying.

Twilight is happy for more littermates. You and the pup get along so well. You're always there following behind him and it reminds Twilight of when he first met the champion as Wolfie. He has a theory that the champ has a way with animals that makes them feel safer with him, like the stable dogs he feeds or the horses who warm up to him so quickly- but Wild assures him it's just because he knows his way around wild animals and not some strange ability.

When you're not stuck by the Wild’s side, catching a nap with Sky, or bothering Time you're over with Wind. Walking a few steps behind him on standby should he need any extra protection. The curious teen has little experience with cats but is always trying to play games with you. Running around so you have to chase him is always fun, especially when you get fussy because he's nullifying your protection by running away from you.

The one time a dog in town saw you and chased you because they thought it was a game you wound up jumping into Time’s arms. The man happily carried you around all day. Petting youto calm you down while Twilight chased the offender down. He chose to take you with him on his shopping trip. Letting you charm the owners while he did some bargain shopping. You sniffed each fruit he bought just to make sure nothing was wrong with it, Wolfie would have done a better job but Time trusts your judgement.

After an excruciating nightmare you'll curl around the boys. Keeping them safe while they try to wake back up. Purring and making biscuits to give them a distraction. They're always so wound up after having a nightmare. Crowded visions of past mistakes and failures all fade away as you help them come back to reality. They smile brightest the morning after as they give you whatever cat suitable treats they have before getting ready for the next day.

Hyrule sneaks out of camp in fairy form from time to time. He likes to find the most relaxing flower to sleep in. Waking up to find you nosing the flower was a bit strange. The vision of a cat startled him at first as most cats tend to chase fairies and minish around. This cat was friendly however. Just trying to catch the scent of their friend a bit better.

Later when he got back into camp you watched him perched in a tree with perfectly curated feline eyes. The melodic ringing of bells is always a sure fire way to tell that fairies are around. He pretended he didn't see you and changed back to a hylian, another such night he skipped the change and just went over to lay on you. The warm fur of your outstretched back made for a fine sleeping roll.

The group stops by a fairy fountain in Wind's era. It's so close to his home they couldn't resist the detour. You are following Wind through the forest when he stops by the spring. The melodic hum of music fills your ears and you can see soft glowing lights surround the warriors.

Your gaze bounces from one fairy orb to another as they all flow so happily around each Link. Stopping to give thanks and blessings for a safe journey. The lights fill your vision and movement in the corner of your eyes just keeps drawing you to more and more of them. The forest is full of these amazing lights that captivate you.

Taglist: @wife-of-magic-monkeys

[cantuscorvi]

Nezumi nuzzled Raum from behind, bending over the back of the sofa while Raum was reading the news or some other boring old-man shit. He purred happily as he wrapped his arms around Raum's shoulders, toying with the buttons of his shirt, and buried his nose into the side of Raum's neck.

"Mhmm, you smell nice~" comes the sleepy mutter.

And then he b̸i̸t̶e̴s̷!

Sinks his teeth and holds fast.

@nezumivc103221

Arms settled over his shoulders, bringing the warmth of Nezumi’s body with it, breath tickling the skin at the back of his neck. Raum hummed, no action taken except the shift of his focus — looking down to observe the mischievous fingers exploring the front of his shirt.

A kind of attention that was undeniably pleasant, like a cat affectionately weaving its way around one’s ankles. Still… he couldn’t help the little trickle of paranoia at being in a somewhat vulnerable position like this with somebody as unpredictable as Nezumi.

After all, cats had sharp little claws and teeth that swiftly followed their precocious moods, whenever they decided to use them. With a finger and thumb holding his book closed for moment, he turned his head and gave the other man a slightly suspicious side-eye.

“What are you up t—!!”

He was unable to finish his question before Nezumi had latched onto his neck and bitten down like a little beast. The sudden deep pinch at the skin of his neck made his shoulders twitch upward in reflex, a hiss of air sucked in through his teeth. Should have seen it coming sooner.

“Ngh— you little—” he hissed. His pulse spiked under the sharp sensation of teeth, and Raum’s hands quickly moved to grasp at Nezumi’s shoulders as if to pry him off. Although, thanks to the position, he knew there was little true defence available to him — unless he decided to arm himself.

Nezumi hadn’t been gentle. Pain had bloomed intensely around the area of Nezumi’s bite, yet strangely nothing followed. While Nezumi growled ( or was it purred? ) and held fast to the skin of his neck, the ache ebbed to a dull throb at the speed of his slowing heartbeat. There was no danger. Well — other than Nezumi's expression of endearment.

A huff left him, quickly morphing to a chuckle of disbelief as all of his tension suddenly collapsed. Slowly, Raum’s shoulders lowered, one of his hands found its way around Nezumi’s nape. The other raised the book from his lap and thwacked him on the top of the head with it like he was a misbehaving pet.

“You get blood on my shirt, and I collar you to the radiator before I go out tonight.”

[catscatscatscatscatscatserybody]

Okay so this has been bouncing around in my head since yesterday and I know I'm probably never actually gonna write anything for it, so I'm just adding the rest of my thoughts here:

So this could be either in a modern au or in the regular SVSSS universe. If it's the latter, MQF has connections with other healers/medical experts, some of whom have connections with veterinarians. SQH gets bitched out because it's just a normal-ass vet clinic, save for the appearance and the medicines being used(there is of course some fantasy bullshit handwaving involved)

The cat scratches SQQ one(1) time when he gets startled and launches out of his lap, and LBH suggests declawing (something something "It hurt you Shizun! You're bleeding!" "I'm not getting rid of him, Binghe" "We should at least remove its claws, so it can't hurt Shizun again" 🥺) and SQQ goes on an impassioned rant about how declawing is awful, and it ends with him threatening that LBH will be sleeping on the couch if he suggests it again

Idk exactly about the cat's personality and tendencies, but he's definitely affectionate(towards SQQ at least) and likes to perch in high places and observe people. He can often be found on high shelves, just watching. When both the cat and SQQ think they're alone, he'll lay draped around SQQ's neck or perch on his shoulder while SQQ goes about his usual routine

The cat and LQG have a mutual agreement of 'I won't acknowledge you and you won't acknowledge me.' They just glance at each other and then both pretend the other doesn't exist. As a result, LQG is one of the very few people who has seen the cat chilling on SQQ's shoulders

The cat Does Not like YQY. YQY tries to pet him every time he sees him, and gets scratched, bitten, growled at, and/or hissed at every time. This does not deter YQY. LBH witnesses this once and it's the first time he's like "Huh. Maybe that thing isn't so bad"

SQH is terrified of the cat, and is convinced the cat either sees him as prey or is intentionally bullying him. Maybe both. The cat attacks his ankles whenever he walks by, and will stare at him and track his movements from wherever he's perched. The cat will also actually lay in/on SQH's lap(!!!!!!!) but if SQH tries to pet him or move, he gets swatted and/or hissed at. So when the cat gets on his lap, he just stares at SQQ with wide eyes and a terrified look on his face, and is stuck there until either the cat gets off or SQQ finally takes pity on him and removes the cat from his lap

We've already established LBH doesn't like the cat, but how does the cat feel about LBH? He completely ignores his existence. If he does not acknowledge him, he is not there. Doesn't even glance his way. There have been multiple occasions where LBH and SQQ are laying in bed or cuddling or whatever, and the cat has walked over top of LBH to get to SQQ and lay on him. LBH is convinced it's deliberate. It might be

I think LBH does eventually warm up to the cat, and it's because of a specific event. I can see 2 possibilities: Either SQQ gets badly sick/injured, or the cat does.

SQQ gets sick/injured and the cat absolutely refuses to leave his side. Always either next to or on top of him, touching him at all times, grooming his hair, even stickier than LBH. Maybe SQQ takes a turn for the worse during the night, and the cat wakes LBH up(I'm thinking screaming in his face or smacking him in the face, or biting him. Maybe all 3) and then goes and lays on SQQ and screams at LBH until he realizes something's wrong. Later, LBH has a little 'You get it!' moment because clearly this cat understands how important and amazing his Shizun is, and LBH is also begrudgingly thankful because what if he didn't wake up, yada yada. Of course, this entire bit is happening in LBH's head. The cat is... a cat

If it's the cat that gets sick/injured, SQQ is just completely and utterly distraught. Barely sleeping or eating, distracted from his work, a total and obvious anxious mess no matter if or how hard he tries to hide it. May or may not cry. As a result, LBH has to acknowledge that Clearly the cat means a lot to SQQ, and so he has to accept its presence

This got long

Scum Villain fic where Shen Qingqiu adopts a cat and Luo Binghe loses his mind with jealousy and sulks like "OH SO THE CAT GETS TO SIT IN YOUR LAP WHENEVER IT WANTS AND YOU DON'T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT IT BEING 'INAPPROPRIATE' OR 'TOO HEAVY' OR 'STOP DOING THAT WE HAVE GUESTS OVER'" while Shen Qingqiu is like "well. yes. because. he's a cat." and Luo Binghe, who hadn't considered that cats have a sex, starts openly sobbing like "SHIZUN LETS ANOTHER MAN IN HIS LAP????"

[angelofthenight]

Last Man Alive Pt.27 (finale)

(Dano!Riddler x Reader)

(Link to list of chapters)

Warnings: Edward is a yandere, Dark themes, Description of facial disfigurement, ANGST, Panic attack, Not a happy ending

Word Count: 2.8k

( Thank you all sm for taking the time to read and support my writing💘💘 This is my first time actually finishing writing a story I start so I feel v accomplished😳 Again, THANK U ALL SM and I love u all and I hope you enjoyed this series💖💝😘 )

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Ed was so hopelessly in love. Just the mere thought of his other half gifted him an overloading emotion that affected his mind and body. He wanted the feelings to never end; an eternal pumping passion so seemingly fantastical. His bewitched mind continuously rolled out imagines of the future with the one for him. And once he escaped the shackles of the asylum, they could finally be together just as fate intended. Especially since there were no more distractions in the way.

But of course he only got rid of the distractions that existed before his arrest.

A contorted sigh trained to his perked ears, Ed leaping off his bed in excessive eagerness with an exhilarating smile frolicing his lips up as he quickly walked to the window of his door. He had the mind that his mysterious mastermind neighbor had new word on the pearl of his heart’s clam.

The scarred clown hissed a tsking sound with his tongue through his gray teeth. “It seems she doesn’t see what you see just yet. Word on the street is,” he paused to lick his lips fleetingly, “she’s gotten tangled up affectionately with Gotham’s little golden boy lawyer…” Ed blinked, his smile threatening to twitch down. He looked as if he had glitched to a freeze.

“Haaaaarvey Dent.” Joker breathed out in a sinister rasp.

Truthfully, it took a moment to register. Ed almost didn’t believe it, but the haunting vivid reality of the Joker’s escaped words led him to believe that it’s real.

No. She’d be a fool to let herself be tricked once again by such audacious hospitality from the likes of someone residing in one of the most corrupt groups. Politics.

He thought he had fought off the worst of the worst from (Y/n) in this dark and evil city. But they were only attention harvesting vultures and Bruce Wayne was a spawn of one of the deceiving savage families that laughed in their luxury. Ed had underestimated what the cruel city could throw at him. But now a devil itself from the dams of the perverse political party that ran the city had grown hungry for a soul. Her soul. His soulmate’s soul.

She was caught in a forest of corrupt brambles and the one who held her chain was a blood-thirsty monster. And that monster had stolen her from him. Ed began huffing in hot breaths as anger burned him from the inside. His breathing drowned in malevolent growls as his insanity clawed a tantrum out of his composure, pushing himself off the door to thrash his arms around then tug at his greasy hair. His back hunched as if he were undergoing a werewolf transformation or being exorcized for a possession.

His face was beet red from his foaming anger, vicious spit flying from his mouth as he yelled “NO NO NO NO!” His words held an animalistic, carnivorous bite; a predatorial rage ripping through the seams of his control.

The Joker did nothing but laugh, “Hey, hey, hey, don’t lose your head there, buddy.” He said, a smirk teasing against his facial scars. He went silent for a bit before his voice went low in both tone and volume. “Harv’s got a trial tomorrow against an old friend of mine.”

That seemed to catch Ed’s attention as his heavy, heated huffing slowed down to a near stop, curiosity pricking goosebumps across his pale arms and the back of his neck.

“It’d be such a shame if we slipped my pal something for him to accidentally spill onto Harv.”

Ed walked over to his door window to hear the ominous clown better. A curious frown placed upon his lips. “Like what?”

All the Joker had to do was wait for the gears to start clicking together in Ed’s head for him to catch on. And with Ed’s I.Q he got it soon enough, an amused smirk hooking up his lips

Ed was always a ‘seeing is believing’ type of intellect. Always. So he knew the only way for (Y/n) to understand what kind of man that prick was was to make him physically look just how he looked on the inside; an ugly monster.

Then we’d see how she’d like him then.

~

(Y/n) sprinted through the halls of the fluorescent lit hospital, eyes catching each room number in search of the one the front desk lady had instructed to her. She could feel the pounding of her heart beating rapidly beneath her collarbone. Whether it was from fear, devotion, or physical exertion was unclear to even herself.

Instead of hearing of the haunting news from television, she got a call from Mr. Gordon himself. His voice wreaked of light distraught sadness as he felt that unfortunate events just seemed to always follow her. Gordon didn’t sugarcoat the news at all, just telling her that the Accused in court had thrown acid on Harvey and he was in the hospital within the moment.

(Y/n) sprinted to her car before she could end the call. And now she was nearing the room that held the love of her life. She was flushed from running, her eyes reflecting determination and grief. She couldn’t lose another person in her life, she just couldn’t. But she needed to tell him how much he meant to her... before it was possibly too late.

Her feet slid to a stop, breath finally catching up to her warm lungs when she reached the door that was labeled his name. The air felt heavy as she pushed the door that was left open by a crack. The door hinges squeaked softly and slowly as she stepped in, her eyes immediately trained on the body that laid underneath the thin blankets of the hospital bed. Harvey was laying on his left side and didn’t even react to her entrance, not even bothering to look over at her or sit up.

“Harvey?” She asked weakly, her breath becoming shaky and uneven.

She knew by the pattern of his breathing that he was awake but yet he didn’t respond. Her heart cracked for him and her frown deepened. She walked to the foot of the bed as her fingers tangled together to ease her heartbroken nerves. “It’s me, I came down as soon as I got the call.” She added, making sure he knew that she got there as fast as she could.

The short red arm that counted the seconds on the clock ticked multiple times to indicate the passing time as Harvey still didn’t respond. She watched his right eye blink, comforting her with the knowledge he was still alive despite his tense silence.

“Why did you have to come, (Y/n)?” Harvey finally spoke, his voice a little hoarser than average. A tightness built in her throat at his pained words as she moved to sit on the chair present beside the right side of his bed. Once she was sat he rolled off his side to lay on his back but his head still turned to the side. “You’re the last person I’d want to see me like this.”

Her brows curved upward, anguish shattering her bravery. “You don’t have to hide me from me, Harv, you know that.” She said but Harvey still didn’t turn to her. “The doctor could barely look at me. I made the nurse scream.” There was so much anger sizzling behind his voice that if (Y/n) closed her eyes she would barely recognize him by his voice.

“Is it that bad?” She asked softly, careful as to not upset him. He remained silent. (Y/n) tilted her head sadly, “Please look at me, Harvey.” She said with sentimental chimes in her voice.

Harvey took a deep breath, still not even looking at her. “I need to flip on it.” He decided and began to reach for his lucky coin that laid on the table on the left side of the bed. Frustration pushed (Y/n) up to her feet and she attempted to reach over him to stop his arm from grabbing his coin. “You don’t need a coin to make all your decisions.” She scolded.

He harshly thrashed his arm from her grasp and squirmed out of the bed. (Y/n) retracted her hand and stepped to the end of the right side of the bed at the same time as he did but on the other side of the bed. “Yes I do!!” He aggressively answered once he was standing and fully turned to her to reveal his face in full.

(Y/n)’s breath hitched, horror gripping her. The sight of the other half of his face made her want to squirm and quiver as she stumbled back until her back hit the wall. Her hand flew up to clasp over her mouth to prevent any gasping or negative facial reactions.

The entire left side of his face was burnt to a moldy looking texture and burnt to a rotting purplish hue mixed with charred black. The left half of his lips were gone and his cheek was so sunken in that she could see the rows of teeth, still some skin left thinly connected like they were trying to hold on. The skin around his eye was gone which made his full eyeball visible. The left side of his dark hair was partially burned off and all of the remaining hair was bleached white with a crispy looking texture.

Her eyes widened to adjust to the haunting aftermath from the acid, her features painted with dim distress. Harvey slowly walked around the bed with an angered expression. “What? Is it that bad?" He asked mockingly.

She froze in place, remembering herself. Her hand dropped from her face. “N-No…” She squeaked, clenching her teeth. “You're gonna be okay... You'll be fine.” She repeated solemnly, though she wasn’t sure which one of them she was trying to convince.

“(Y/n).” He looked at her with an aggrieved and aggravated expression. “I’ve looked in the mirror. And I see it in your eyes.” “I don’t care what you look like. I love you too much.” She asserted, her shock finally fading away as she stepped closer to him without fear. Her reassuring words didn’t reach his ears. To him, all he heard was the mournful devastation resonating from her throat. She was pitying him, he truly didn’t believe her love would stay with how monstrous he looked.

In that moment, he wasn’t thinking about how his deformity affected him, he was thinking about how it would affect her and them. They could never go out in public without horrified stares following them wherever they go. He would now be perceived as a monster by all who had eyes. And he knew (Y/n) could never love a monster.

(Y/n) outstretched her arm, wanting to cup his left cheek with her loving hand but Harvey harshly snatched her wrist with his hand that was also physically affected by the acid. Although his remaining eyebrow was furrowing, his eye was watering and his lips were close to trembling. He couldn’t bring himself to let her touch him.

She knew that which only made her heart break even worse. “Harvey. When I look at you, all I see is the man who gave me all the time in the world to warm up to love again after everything I went through. The man with the sweetest soul and a heart of gold who only wanted to bring the real monsters to justice. All I see is the man I love. The man I would wait lifetimes for just to come back from work. The man I share a bed with. The man who watches all of my ridiculous movies. The man who takes my breath away every single time I even glance at him.” She said all of this with tears pooling in her eyes and her voice wavering from the lump in her throat.

A tear cascaded down Harvey’s right cheek. He was touched, but by some means agonized. The realization came crashing down on him like a bittersweet blanket. She still loved him. Even though he wasn’t the same handsome man who swept her off her feet. Her adoring love was almost painful to him. He felt like he didn’t deserve it.

But then his bipolar tendencies turned his emotions to a new direction. Even though she didn’t care didn’t mean he still didn’t care. She wasn’t the one who’d have to walk around with this permanent scarring. His life would never be the same again.

His jaw clenched in rising anger. “Well how do you think I feel!?” He yelled in her face, his features scowling. Her face jumped in fright from his outburst. She tried to retrieve her wrist from his grasp but his grip only tightened before beginning to back her into the wall, impulsively letting his anger over his appearance out on her.

“I’ll never be looked at the same in the public eye! I’ll never order a coffee the same again! Look at me! There’s no fixing this! I have to live the rest of my life looking like this!” He finally threw her wrist out of his grip once her back hit the wall. “You have no idea what that’s like!” He pounded his hands on the wall on either side of her head, making her flinch from the action and his yelling. He’s never acted this way with her before.

He whipped his body around to pace around the room while running his hands through his hair as he continued to lash out. (Y/n) watched in concerned horror as he looked over to the mirror on the wall and began to scream at his reflection. “Fucking look at me!!” He pulled his fist back and lunged it at the mirror. (Y/n) jumped with a gasp.

The glass shattered in a spiderweb design and the cracks and corrupted shards now gave him an even more disfigured reflection. He huffed in jagged breaths as he walked over to sit on his bed, his back facing the one he didn’t know he needed most at that moment to keep his remaining sanity.

“…Leave.” He said, his voice low and rough. (Y/n) took a step away from the wall. “What?” Her voice was tainted with a veil of gloom. “Leave. I need some time to myself.” He instructed as he held his head in his hands.

(Y/n) feared the worst for their relationship. 'Not like this...' She pleaded to no one in particular. She didn’t want things to end like this. She at least wanted it to be something they agreed on. But she knew to not argue with him while he was in that state. And he still needed some time to get himself together over his traumatizing day.

So she weakly said one last “I love you” before quickly walking out the door.

~

(Y/n) opened her car door and collapsed in the driver's seat from fatigue of emotional exhaustion, closing the door shortly after. She felt a palpitation in her chest and took a sharp inhale. An anguished sob escaped her throat as her forehead fell to the steering wheel beside her hands. Warm tears flowed down her face and neck as she cried over the fact that her and Harvey’s relationship would never be the same again. And she feared this would take too much of a toll on Harvey’s sanity. He was a sensitive man with an impulsive rage after all.

Her hysterical sobs instantly halted in an unsettling way as her eyes drifted and froze upon the seat beside her. Even as the sinking anxiety pricked at her delicate heart, the tendrils of alarmed fright stabbed into her mind.

Her tears were no more as her eyes were wide with utter terror, trauma resuracing on her senses. Her heart pulsated; a beating that rang in her ears almost deafeningly. Her breathing was erratic; uneven and forced out in puffs of dreadful disbelief. If only the thumping of her heart could drown the tantalizing realization that her past had finally caught up to her. The car air was suffocating as the horrifying reality of her predicament fogged around her in a thick haze.

Of all the nights she had spent tossing and turning in a pitiful attempt to subdue the remanence of a nightmare, a lucid illusion of her innermost fears, nothing of that caliber could begin to compare to the piquant, panicked terror settling within her in that haunting moment.

Because in the passenger's seat of her car rested a green sealed envelope with the words etched in black pen,

‘TO MY SOULMATE’

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a/n - originally, it's a gn!reader but i rarely see male readers :( i want m!readers so ill do some self indulgent stuff. this is inspired by @kurtenshi's series of the reader turning into a demon! please check it out in here!! highly recommended :D for those who can't see it, the title is "my affectionate demon" also! i hope you don't mind some 3rd pov with shinobu :) its not showing up in tags :(

↬ cw: reader turning into demon, gore, blood, mentions of death, grieving, brief talk of eating shinobu, poisoning after effects

There was hesitance in his movements, Shinobu observed.

[Name] lunged towards an innocent civilian in the dead of night. The person fell on their back while [Name] hit a wall, hissing lowly from the impact.

A shrill scream rippled through the silent night, loud thumping of frantic steps against the dirt road. [Name] let them go, his eye twitched, claws making the stone walls crack just with sheer force. His body jerked forwards, then it shuddered, slinking back into the darkness.

She knew he could've killed them then and there, but no, he purposely missed them.

He gave that person a chance to escape him.

Shinobu couldn't believe it. Why him out of everyone? The one who she belongs to, the one who belongs to her? He never did any wrong. And yet here he is, suffering because she was too slow to prevent the demon from turning him into one of them.

She felt her world crumble, lips pressed into a thin line as she pushed herself to unsheathe her sword. Shinobu didn't want to kill him in the most painful way possible, but there wasn't another way. If she dared to wait until the sunrise, her resolve to kill him will diminish the longer she'd stay with him. She felt tears prick her eyes as she glided towards him, grip tightening.

Demons needn't breathe, but Shinobu can hear his shaky breaths. It was cold, yet sweat dripped down his neck. His eyes, now slitted, gleamed against the moonlight. "S-Shinobu..." [Name]'s voice trembled, chewing on his bottom lip.

Ah, that's right. She lamented, I bet he could smell me.

All movements ceased when he turned around. She expected him to attack her but he didn't. In fact, his eyes softened, growls simmering down as he lowered himself. An act of submission, making himself seem small to show that he isn't a threat to her. Yet. He was biting his bottom lip, preventing himself from baring his teeth at his beloved, claws digging into the ground.

He must be hungry... Shinobu gulped, her hands trembling uncontrollably. Her chest felt heavy just looking at him like this. He was physically stopping himself to act instinctively.

Her guilt was eating her alive.

[Name] didn't move, staying down on his knees. There were times when he would kneel like this. Usually, it's to apologize for teasing her to the point she would glare at him as a warning, and he'd bow to exaggerate his apology annoyingly.

That memory only struck pain in her heart.

Please stop struggling, dear. I don't think I can kill you like this.

He was still in there, fighting. Her heart shattered further as she took a step forward. She slowly reached out for him, then caressed his cheek lightly. Almost immediately, he jerked and opened his mouth, about to bite her but she didn't flinch.

For a person who hated demons, she trusted the one that was right in front of her. Shinobu knows that he'd never do her harm. Not ever, even as a demon.

Just as she expected, he let out a whine, a small apology, licking her palm affectionately. Her face felt hot, it was a struggle to breathe. He leaned onto her touch as she moved closer, cupping his cheeks into her hands. In contrast to his freezing cold skin, her hands were warm against his'.

Yet another reminder that he's practically dead now. A corpse. A demon.

Shinobu let out a sob, his dirtied claws gripped onto her wrists, his sharp claws sinking into her skin. She bled, but couldn't care less, pressing her forehead against his' instead. [Name] has never seen her so desperate in his life. While his memories are starting to fade, he could still remember her the most.

Shinobu is a strong young woman. She represents the strong will and determination of slayers alike. A hard worker and an amazing doctor. She's the woman he's fallen in love with.

Seeing herself being vulnerable in front of him, shaking like a leaf, made him both feel pain and hunger. Her tears were like crystals against her pale, unblemished skin. The sounds of her small gasps and sniffles made it harder for him to control himself.

In his eyes, she looked like a cornered prey pleading for its life, while he, the predator, drank in her cries. He almost missed the drool dribbling down the corners of his mouth.

"I'm starving," A sense of panic sparked inside of him as he squirmed against her hold, but she persisted, keeping him in place. "'Nobu, I might-" He tried to warn her, to snap her out of her daze and bring her back to reality.

He's a demon now. And he's absolutely starving.

But she was stubborn, a scowl adorning her cherry lips, eyes still closed. "I don't care." Her voice was a pitch higher, breathless.

[Name] looked at her incredulously.

"I want to eat you."

"I know."

He scoffed. [Name] tried pushing her away, but she was much stronger than him, even as a demon. The hands that held his face disappeared and instead went to wrap themselves around his torso, pulling him closer to her. He let out a choked yelp.

"S-stop it!" He fumed, "Do you know how hard it is for me not to sink my teeth on you right now!?" Unintentionally, the grip on her shoulders was too hard. His claws tore her haori and on her skin, blood soaking the cloth. He gasped, pulling his hands away from her, but still struggled against her grasp. She barely reacted to the pain, too focused on [Name].

"Shinobu! Shinobu, stop it!" His voice cracked as he felt something hot trail down his cheeks. Tears. He was crying. For whatever reason? [Name]'s mind was slowly beginning to fog that he could barely recognize the person hugging him so tightly.

Shinobu could hear his dead heart beating so violently against his chest. She was a mess. Tears soaked her dear lover's dirtied kimono, her face buried on his chest, leaving herself open and at his mercy. She knew what she was doing was stupid. As a demon slayer, her job was to kill him on the spot.

But gods, she just couldn't.

Not when he feels so alive against her. She could feel him shiver when she pressed her warm palms against his neck, caressing his now pale skin with incredible tenderness. She could hear the faint beating of his heart, feel the vibration on his chest whenever he speaks and see his teary, bloodshot eyes.

He was too alive.

Or perhaps she's just deluding herself that he's still alive. Shinobu almost let out a laugh at how pathetic she was.

"I'm serious, Shinobu-"

"Silly you, Shinobu isn't my name." The switch in her tone scared him. It was sudden and obviously forced. Her trembling stopped as if she made her mind on something. He was further convinced of his assumption when she brushed her lips against his exposed collar bones, a rather pleasing sigh escaping his lips.

Damn it, fine. He thought bitterly, forcing his entire being to focus on being human. [Name] has been with Shinobu for years now. He knew her like the back of his palm, so he didn't have a choice but to indulge in her selfish desires. He wrapped his arms around her, hands slowly traveling down to her bottom, and lifted her to his lap, allowing her to straddle him. This is dangerous.

Shinobu could basically read his thoughts just by watching his adam's apple bob up and down. Yet, she paid it no mind, only giving it a ticklish kiss.

It physically hurt to hold back himself. His stomach growled and his skin burned. But for Shinobu? Shit, he'd do anything for her.

Especially when it's probably his last moments with her.

He took in a deep breath, reluctantly burying his face in the crook of her neck, pretending as if nothing bad happened a few moments ago. "I apologize, my butterfly."

She smiled against his hair.

[Name] spoke of his day to her. Sometimes he'd pause, trying his best to remember the events before everything that's happened recently and Shinobu would rub his back with her hand, whispering words of encouragement in his ear. She'd tease him every time his ears would redden when her warm breath hits the shell of his ear, and both would fall into fits of giggles.

They stayed in the middle of the dirt road for quite some time. They were in a trance. For them, it was like a normal night. Shinobu, after countless hours of work, finally steps into their shared bedroom and he sits her on his lap. They'd talk, cuddle, kiss, and share more intimate moments like that every night. It was routine, a comfortable one at that.

But it was all broken when [Name] spotted a few flying crows in different directions. Probably Kasugai crows informing other slayers that there's a demon in the area. [Name] let out an unsatisfied sigh.

"Are you aware of how intoxicating your scent is, my butterfly?" He mumbled against her shoulder. Shinobu could feel his drool on her skin but said nothing about it.

"Of course," She says confidently, "You wouldn't be all over me if it wasn't."

He grazed his sharp teeth against her neck between kisses, right on the spot where he could feel her pulse. It made his lips tingle with each beat, so so tempted to sink his teeth in. To devour her. He was honestly impressed with how much self-restraint he has.

"I wonder how you'd taste." His eyes glanced up towards her face. Warmth rushed to his cheeks when he realized she's been looking down on him this whole time, the smile he grew to love etched on her plump lips.

"Then eat me." Those words rolled so delicately off her tongue. It sounded so natural to hear it from her as if there wasn't anything wrong with what she just told him to do. He found himself almost obeying her words.

[Name] chuckled somberly, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear and opting to press one last kiss on her neck. "Oh butterfly," He began, a rather tranquil smile appeared amongst his demonly features. "I'd never do such a thing."

It was then and there when Shinobu saw the resignation in his eyes. On the outside, she was completely calm. The smile was still on her lips, eyes bright as her hands stayed wrapped around his neck, but on the inside, she was brewing up a storm.

This is so unfair. Was she could only think of. She was angry at the demons who prey on the innocent, taking away each and every one of her precious people. She was angry at [Name] for accepting his fate so quickly, even if he was showing so much more humanity than any demon she's come across, even if he was continuously fighting the internal battle against his demonic instincts.

But, she was angrier at herself. For not protecting her love, for letting his happen, for not being able to make a cure herself- and more and more reasons she could think of.

[Name] notices her inner turmoil, he always does, so he pressed a gentle kiss on the apple of her cheek. It snaps her back to reality.

"Of course, my ever so considerate lover would never!" Behind her sickly sweet tone, was overbearing bitterness. He could tell but chose to ignore it, pressing another kiss on the tip of her nose. "And yet you expect me to do so with you."

All [Name] could do was smile apologetically at her, pulling her impossibly closer to him and drinking in her scent. Unlike Shinobu, he was experiencing true bliss. He was terrified when he first turned into a demon, all he could think of was never seeing Shinobu once again in his final moments. Yet here he is, his dearest lover in his arms.

His confusion, uncertainty, and fear all vanished as soon as he saw her.

He took her hand into his, pressing a lingering kiss on her knuckles. It made Shinobu's heart tremble. "There isn't a cure, butterfly. Even if you tried to make one now, others would surely be after my head." He then looked up to the moon shining down on them. "I'd rather die by your poison than by some other Hashira's blade or the sun. If it's you, I bet I'd barely feel any pain."

Shinobu scoffed, hesitantly pulling away from [Name], as if she never wanted to let go of him, and weakly got up to her feet. Hand on the handle, she unsheathed her unique blade. "How foolish of you to be so smooth, even seconds away from death."

Pressing the tip of her sword against his cheek, poison mixed in with his blood almost instantly. She almost pulled back when he winced in pain, but steeled her resolve. Shinobu would wallow in grief later on, but she'll respect her lover's wishes first and foremost, even if she felt like vomiting.

Her bottom lip trembled when he looked at her how he'd always do. His veins were beginning to turn purple, but she knew he could care less. As if the hearts in his eyes as he continued to stare at her adoringly weren't evident enough.

"With a beauty like you? I won't miss a chance."

A soft giggle and glossy eyes. "I hate you for making me feel this way, my love." Shinobu Kocho, once again ever since her sister died, felt like she was about to die.

[Name]'s grin widened, "What an honor." Despite the pain, all he could think of was how stunning she looked under the moonlight. "I love you too, my butterfly."

[mrpenguinpants]

Xiao: Fainting HCS

FUCK. I FORGOT TO POST THIS EARLIER. AHHHH. I HAVE WORK IN LIKE 2 MINUTES SO I’LL BE BACK TO REPLY TO EVERYONE. 

Hey anon! So sorry it took me forever to finish writing this but good luck if you’re planning on pulling Xiao. I really wanted to finish writing this fic as an offering to the gacha gods that c1 xiao wants to bless me (even tho that’s not gonna happen). But good luck to everyone rolling today^^.

Disclaimer: I have not watch anything about Xiao because my hype can only take so much. This was written before 1.3. So if I get anything wrong or I’m missing something. That’s why.

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Can I just say how far Xiao has come in my writing since the first part of the semi series? Sniff, feel like we’re making character development for a character that’s not even out yet. I can’t wait for mihoyo to take my HCS and rip them apart.

Xiao Semi Series

[ Friendship ] [ Falling in Love ] [ Cuddles ] [ Protective ] [ Affection ] [ Jealously ] [ Opposites Attract ] [ String Of Fate (Soulmate) ]

[Masterlist]

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Xiao: Fainting HCS

Instant panic mode engaged. If you’ve ever doubted his adepti power of swiftness you’re about to be mistaken. He’s noticed that you seem a bit out of it but brushed it off as you being tired from your recent journey. If there was anything bothering you, you would tell him. But as he turned around to greet you back, it seems like time is slowing down for him. He sees how your eyes glazed over and become unfocused. The muscles in your body snap and you drop to the ground. He can feel his blood run cold as past memories that have been waiting to jump at him suddenly claw at him but he doesn’t even register them. He’s already running towards you.

He’s already caught you in his arms before you can even meet the wooden floor. His brain is racing as he quickly checks your pulse to make sure you didn’t suffer from a heart attack or a curse. He makes a quick search over your body to check for any injuries, he can already feel the red hot iron of anger fill his system at the thought of someone trying to take advantage of you or threaten you. He’s usually logical in these types of situations, even the death of Rex Lapis didn’t shock him this much, but he’s been battling his conflicting feelings ever since he met you. But now that he’s finally accepted you and himself, he wouldn’t know what to do if anything happened to you. His mind flashes to Guizhong before he shakes away the thought.

It doesn’t occur to him that you might be sick as he tries to shake you awake. Whatever teachings Guizhong and Morax have taught him fly out the window as he holds you so close to his chest, he’s pretty sure his grip on you is bruising. He knew mortal souls weren’t as strong as adepti and staying around one might cause sickness or even worse- death. Was this his fault? He can feel the drop in his stomach as he tries to reign in his emotions and powers, not here.

Verr almost screams when Xiao breaks the wooden ceilings and lands in front of her. She’s scared that there was a monster outbreak or something was wrong with Xiao before she notices your passed out form in his arms. As much as she likes to joke around and thinks your relationship with Xiao is cute, she knows that if anything came to seriously harm you she wouldn’t able to calm Xiao before he goes on a rampage. You mean so much to him and he hasn’t opened his heart to anyone except you.

She can tell he’s nearly past his breaking point as he looks at her with dilated eyes as he asks, no commands, her to help you. It’s such whiplash to her. Xiao’s always been polite and reserved that she almost forgets he used to be a demon slaying Yaksha, but this isn’t the time for her to worry about that. She quickly leads him to the backroom since there’s no way Xiao wouldn’t bite any hand that comes near you. Bless Verr’s heart since this isn’t the first time she’s had to handle Xiao’s outbreaks that she manages to save face and contact a doctor that was staying at the inn to look at you. She does feel a bit bad for the doctor who looks like he’s about to piss himself in fear as Xiao growls and watches the doctors every move with piercing yellow eyes.

Xiao is still wary when the doctor and Verr try to calm him down and examine you more closely, always flinching back whenever their hands get too close to you, letting out a dangerous hiss whenever there’s the slightest twitch of discomfort in your face when the doctor feels your heated forehead. As soon as the doctor concludes that you’ve been sick for the past few days and your body just needs to heal itself and recharge, the tension on Xiao’s shoulder loosens and the suffocating aura that’s been filling the room slowly filters out. Verr can’t help but sigh in relief but can’t bring herself to scold Xiao for breaking the inns roof as she watches him look over your form with worried eyes as he softly nudges your cheek. He’s still holding you but his grip has loosen slightly as he rests his forehead against yours. He breathes a sigh of relief as he rubs small circles in your hand. Xiao’s never been the most affectionate or shown to be the most caring but you’ve seriously scared him. She quietly leaves him be and closes the door as she begins to prepare to fix the damages.

Xiao never leaves your side as he waits for you to wake up. He can’t help but berate himself for not confronting you. The doctor said you would be fine but he can’t but imagine your body falling in a more violent scene. He quickly shakes those thoughts away as he paces around the room, sits besides you, then goes back to pacing. Usually he would go on a walk or beat his aggression out but he doesn’t want to leave you alone should you awake early.

Xiao doesn’t ramble about his day while you’re asleep, instead he just observes your features and the small movements you make to remind him that you’re okay. How your chest moves up and down as you breath or how your eyes sometimes scrunch in sleep. You’ve made him almost trip when you did it the first time since he thought you were waking up. He can’t help but think back to his fellow Yaksha’s and what they would say if they saw the way he was acting now.

Since his panic attack has mostly subsided he’s found himself growing more curious. He’s still worried about you but he’s managed to reason with himself that you’re okay, just sick which he’s going to scold you a bit for when you awake, so he softly brushes his fingers across your face. Before snatching his hand away in embarrassment. What the hell is he doing? Guizhong would slap him sideways if she saw him now. He huffs at himself as he deflates a little and rests his head on the bed beside your head. He’s patient. He will wait when your ready to wake up.

When you suddenly gain consciousness, it feels as if the entire world is weighing you down. You slowly blink open your eyes to see a worried Xiao hovering over you, his hands awkwardly in the air since he’s not sure if it’s okay to touch you.

“How are you feeling?” Xiao asks as his eyes dart all over the place before resting on your face. You’re still a bit out of it but you can tell he must have been really worried. You try to give him a small smile but with how scuffy you feel you can bet it’s not a pretty picture.

“Like I got slammed with one of Zhongli’s meteors,” you tried to laughed before coughing as Xiao quickly pressed a cup of water to your lips. Slowly letting you drink and calm down. 

“If you have time to make jokes then you’re alright” Xiao sighs before his features change slightly. His eyes glaze over in concern as a small frown appears. He really does look like a kicked kitten as he slumps over as the stress finally lifts as he feels your hand softly run through his hair.

“Sorry,” you say, he must have been so stressed out while you were passed out for him to look so exhausted. He simply nudges into your hand before turning his face to kiss your palm,

“There’s no need for apologies. I’m...just glad you’re okay,” Xiao mumbles before he’s back to pressing his head into your stomach. You can’t help but smile delicately as you reach over and bring Xiao up with you until he’s lying over you as you hug him gently. There’s a bit of shuffling before you’re able to spoon him as he let’s himself relax after the two day panic attack he just went through.

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When you’ve fully recovered Xiao seems to hover around you a bit more. Well not a bit, a lot more, but no one has the heart to tell him that. It’s actually kind of adorable seeing the aloof and reserved adepti seem to follow you around like a loss duckling. Making sure you’re okay and you’re not overworking yourself. He still keeps his tough demeanor but you seriously gave him a big scare.

When Zhongli and Childe come over for their weekly visits of tea, they were aware that Xiao had locked himself in a room to watch over you and anyone that even stepped near the door would be skewered with a spear - and Verr would make them pay for the damages (Zhongli) and whatever consequences Xiao saw fit (Childe) - but they are happy to see you’re okay. You all fall back into your usual rhythm of conversation or Childe trying to get a rise out of Xiao while you and Zhongli talk about how lovely the weather’s been.

Zhongli let’s you in on some details that Xiao or Verr never mentioned while Childe and Xiao are fighting about who knows what. How Xiao wouldn’t leave your side or that he resembled a kicked kitten as he nudged your hand when he thought no one was looking. He offers you some medicine herbs to help with exhaustion and to take care of yourself. Likewise, to give Xiao some pain medication on his behalf. You’re one of the few good things in Xiao’s life and he doesn’t want anything bad happening to you.

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Hmm. I didn’t mean to but I totally believe in the dad zhongli train and I think Zhongli basically just gave you his blessing? Maybe I’m thinking too hard on this haha.

Maybe this is better? Trying to figure out writing styles are hard. Either way, I’m never gonna end up kicking my paragraph HCS habit haha. If you couldn’t tell, I really like feral protective but lowkey vulnerable types (coughrazorcough). Xiao is so OOC at this point I don’t even know how to fix it. Please come home Xiao. 

(Edit: FUCK YEAH HE CAME HOME WITH DILUC. WE 90ED THIS BITCH AND IM ABOUT TO MAX HIS TALENTS. ILL SHARE IT WITH YOU ALL (since people have been asking) WHEN I GET BACK FROM WORK)

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

I'd also love to see the thing of Foul Legacy Childe going feral to protect the person he loves 👀

*coughs* well, if you insist >:)c again, i'm not good at fight choreography but this one seems ok to me so i hope it's alright for you too!!

~ * ~ Abyssal Ballad

Foul Legacy Childe x Reader Gender Neutral (no pronouns mentioned) Angst Warnings: Injuries, gore, pain, blood, broken bones, mentally snapping, fear, potential death

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You had never known much about the Abyss. How could you, as an ordinary, magic-less human, who toiled away at a standard researching position in the Liyue industry? While Celestia was often praised as being home to the archons and gods above, a sanctuary for only the finest heroes and the origin of elemental Visions, the Abyss was dark and mysterious, full of vicious creatures and an endless ocean, disturbed only by glassy waves and cold, twinkling starlight. While both held their infinite secrets locked tightly away, they were seemingly opposites, forever battling against each other in a plane the people of Teyvat wouldn’t dare reach. Fairytales and journals and books all held the same message: Celestia is day as the Abyss is night, and each will consume you, for better or worse.

The Abyss had always been “for worse”, something you had found difficult to believe when Childe reappeared. You had known him before, when he was a ginger-haired, Delusion-bearing Harbinger of the Fatui, but you knew him even better now as your fluffy and affectionate roommate, with endless curiosity and a love for dozing in the sunlight. You were cautious at first, but every time he curled up next to you for cuddles or pressed his forehead to yours with a happy trill, your hesitation waned, and it seemed every day grew brighter in this eternal summer.

But the Abyss never relinquishes anything it once kept.

It had been cloudy that day, rain looming on the horizon. But you, ever persistent, had set out with an umbrella, a report to deliver, and a mothlike monster by your side. He didn’t have to come with, but he insisted, something you found sweet and kind of him to do. The citizens of the city had gotten quite used to you and Childe, some even greeting you as you left for Wangshu Inn, just out of the Harbor and towards Mondstadt. The clouds looked suspicious, but remained a teasing gray instead of pouring rain onto you.

The walk was peaceful and quiet, only broken by Childe’s rumbles and your quick responses to them. Your umbrella was long enough to be used as a cane, and it tapped merrily with every step you took, never out of sync. The Inn was close, a faint outline in sight at the end of a winding path, soon to be reached by you and your companion.

It only took a moment.

Like all bad things, it happened at the first chance, quickly and efficiently.

Childe liked sparkly things, as did you. A couple of magpies, you often joked. A crystalfly had caught his attention, and he jumped up to chase it. He’d be back soon, as he always was.

Two minutes.

He was gone for two minutes, and two minutes was all it took for someone to grab the collar of your shirt and pull you back, immobilizing you with a simple yet effective hold. They whisper to you, and more whispers join them, ordering you to show them where “the monster” was, to do it, do it or else, because pain would be delighted to meet you. Unfortunately, for both them and for you, fear has never easily gotten a grasp on your senses, and you simply choke out a command for these people to leave you alone. They laugh, and take your right wrist between their fingers. They give you a choice: tell them, or have your wrist broken. Should be an easy choice, no?

There’s a sudden yelp of alarm and they turn, dragging you with them, towards the sound. Childe stands there, tense and furious. The person behind you laughs again, and someone moves closer to Childe, only to stumble back when he hisses at them. The grip around your wrist tightens, and they address Childe instead of you. Either come with them willingly, or your bone breaks; it’s his choice now. From your position, you subtly shake your head- don’t give into their demands- and he hesitates.

There’s an awful cracking sound as your wrist is harshly yanked to the side.

You grit your teeth from the pain, before whipping your head down and biting, biting hard, on your captor’s wrist. They yell in surprise and release you, and you scramble to get away using only one arm.

Then someone hits you with a blow to your ribs, and your breath vanishes as you fall.

Something in Childe snaps. There’s a deep, guttural growl, building slowly from his throat, before he leaps on your attacker, tearing off their head with horrifying accuracy.

Your captor’s companions hastily begin backing away, holding their weapons with trembling hands, pitiful little sticks that Childe easily flings away with a swipe of his talons. He lets out a shriek, a harrowing sound filled with rage and a terrible, eager anticipation, springing up and clamping his jaw onto someone’s arm to dislocate and rip it off.

Your vision swims as you blink, the edges of everything gray and fuzzy. Someone’s screaming- everyone’s screaming. It’s loud, so loud, and you wince in pain as howls of pain make your ears ring. There’s a stabbing sensation in your chest, and you vaguely wonder if one or more of your ribs are broken, the sound of bones crumbling beneath sharp, vicious fangs in tune with your thoughts.

Blood splatters on the ground, the tang of it making you nauseous, and there’s the sound of flesh being torn to shreds while you can almost hear a mocking, maniacal laugh.

You’ve heard that laugh, so long ago, in the fiery walls of a house of gold.

You close your eyes, letting your mind slowly go blank in a valiant attempt to ignore the cries and pleas of people before they die at the claws of the Abyss. The pain in your side remains, pestering you to stay awake, but quickly fades into the background as your mind detaches from reality, dulling your senses and thoughts.

Then everything falls silent.

The lack of noise hangs thickly in the air, deathly quiet and stagnant. The pond of eerie serenity ripples, heavy footsteps pressing the grass as they approach you, and a claw sticky with blood nudges your side. You tilt your head back, ever-so-slightly, and are met with an Abyssal gaze, filled with nothing but ice-colored stars; a cold, unfeeling anger.

And you.

Childe’s stare warms as he lays next to you, carefully draping an arm over your torso. There’s a wet sensation on your cheek, and you realize he’s licking the cuts you had unknowingly received on your face in an attempt to soothe you. He licks your wrist as well, despite the lack of open wounds, and your fear settles as you focus on breathing. You suck in a gulp of air, only to cough when your chest twinges in pain. Childe noiselessly tucks you closer to his side, supporting your head in the soft, blood-crusted pillow of his fluff, and your coughing lessens into sharp gasps for air. A warm liquid fills your mouth, the taste of metal and consistency of sticky syrup. Your vision becomes hazy, and the gray around everything turns to black. You think you can hear humming, a gentle rumble from the throat as a monster drowns in midnight waters.

Music plays, and an old ballad sings. Celestial skies and Abyssal waves, eternal twins, consuming the heart and mind forever.

[kuvvydraws]

Órdago bitty hcs?? Or Luque bitty hcs, if you have any? I've discovered that there are skeleton patterned squishmallows and it's reignited by bitty daydreams. XD

I mean, you can find everything in this tag of course XD

But for some extra content:

Bitty!Órdagos are distrustful to the point of not accepting food directly from someone's hand, including his owner, no matter how much time passes and how their relationship evolves. He needs to have his own dish and then he'll pick it up from there.

On the other hand, these bitties will chew and gnaw and eat anything, so the food thing is a matter of asserting his own space rather than them being picky.

Bitty!Órdagos are very private monsters; making a bath for them in the sink, for example, is a no go. They don't like water or being exposed much either, so it's likely these bitties will opt for a bowl of soapy water and a rag, a hidden corner and some private time to clean themselves rather than have their owners helping them.

These bitties have very sharp teeth, and while giving them toys exclusively meant to be destroyed, it's easier to have them distracted by redirecting their instinct to bite towards something useful - after all, they do like helping their owners once their bond has been established, something as simple as having them assist while peeling seeds or nuts or ripping packages open is really satisfying and scratches that itch.

The relationship with these hardass bitties is a bit hard to read, so they need a perceptive owner more often than not - it's likely they won't know about the status in their relationship until the day they have a guest home and they do a totally normal gesture that gets misinterpreted - and then the guest finds themselves bitten and getting growled at very fiercely.

Bitty!Luques are prideful things. Not only are they chatty, they expect to the smothered in attention and praised for anything they do because they're great. However, this is tricky, because if their owner points out something they've done for someone else, they'll get defensive and flustered, and sometimes angsty - there has to be a balance, these bitties are not used to genuine positive attention.

Just like bitty!Órdagos, Luques will chew on anything, the only exception being plants. These bitties would greatly benefit from sort of of terrarium with stone and mossy patches where they can sunbathe or hide, as they have great affinity with natural elements. If this is too much, they'll do with a little nest by the window, preferably on a pot - they key component is the smell of wet dirt and greenery.

These bitties are rather paranoid - they're very aggressive when nervous -, so it's never wise to approach them with a lot of entitlement if they don't know you. they will bite and claw at you, hissing and growling, and they're not afraid to draw blood as a warning. The last thing you want is one of these flying to your face to take care of your soft bits, precaution and respect is advised.

When in a trustful relationship, bitty!Luques are affectionate beyond reason, but in their own terms. Many bitties are verbally affectionate, others will prefer gestures and touch over words... these are the kind who behave protectively, constantly hovering around their owner to make sure whatever they want goes smoothly. They're mouthy things too, not too familiar with manners, so it's likely they'll cross a few lines if they're given the freedom to engage with other people.

Despite their possessiveness, bitty!Luques adapt well to new nests if done properly. It's likely they'll try to take a more leading role if there's already a hierarchy in place, so fights for dominance might be common, but their protectiveness extends to their pack as well, probably even sooner than to their owner. They're stubborn bitties, but very loyal once given the chance.

[adhdsix]

i gotta sleep soon so ive decided i will finally dump a buncha my headcanons here aswell adfhsf theyre all in here but im gonna copy paste them as a post as well because i wanna ill be updating the doc a lot but i probably wont edit the post much notes slight spoilers but not much? i dont think? mono is written to be the tallest because rcg is more like a bonus i guess? but she is the tallest + oldest (this goes for other similar things written abt six, mono and/or rk) some of these are more like what-if scenarios (ex. modern stuff mentioned like cars) that could fit maybe in an au of sorts rather than entirely canon all links are safe

Six

she/it/they

ADHD

Tasteblind, but sensitive to certain food textures

Shortest by a lot, youngest but not by much Zero sense of time

Likes lullabies, gets Mono to sing them to her (likes to make up her own versions sometimes) Short attention span, unless she’s insanely invested in something

Definitely bites ice cream Uses Mono like a cat tree, climbs all over him, loves to sit up on his shoulders or just literally drape herself around his neck like a scarf (Mono eventually gets used to it, but she still can’t stay there for long or it starts to hurt) (possibly a little random but think like .. them + )

Likes most toys but hates dolls, usually tears them apart/messes with them for fun Not a huge fan of rain, but the sound is calming, and she loves the aftermath, which includes the smell, dew on grass, just how everything looks, worms and snails coming out of hiding, and splashing in puddles

Likes teddy bears (big and cuddly, plus, reminds her of Mono)

You are not immune to her puppy eyes. Raincoat Girl is probably the only person who is

Collects things a lot, gets attached to certain items for a random amount of time When she learns a new phrase or word, she loves to repeat it to herself ( not really in the “ look at me i learned a new word and i'm gonna use it all the time “ type way, she just finds it entertaining, kinda like vocal stimming ) Does a similar thing when she finds something that someone else said funny, mocks them by repeating it and giggling

Likes making "nests" out of her stuff

Definitely occasionally runs on all fours, it's usually not for too long though.

Most of the time it’s momentarily while she's already in the middle of sprinting, to give herself a boost with a bound or two, or if she trips or feels herself falling forward while running she'll shift onto all fours which is is how she originally developed that "reflex", to prevent herself from falling while running, but eventually she started using it a little more often 

She can also just walk normally on all fours too but she usually only uses it while running 

She likes to show off her object collections to Mono, he’s very supportive :] Loves long car rides, as well as Runaway

Brings mono gifts (usually dead rats, birds, etc. or bizzare objects from her collection that reminded her of him for whatever reason)

Hates drinks like soda or sparkling water, anything fizzy is a no-no

Likes shiny things Her pupils widen (that cat thing) when she sees something interesting, or something/someone she likes Plus her eyes shine in the dark / in photos sometimes, they usually look red

Mono gave Six their lighter

Heterochromia, their right eye is a dark, reddish brown, the other is milky white

Always chewing on stuff

Fidgets lots, stim buddies with Mono Six stims by rocking on her feet, bouncing, cracking her fingers and shaking fists most often She also vocal stims lots, mostly by repeating animal noises

It’s got tons of freckles

She likes to sing, and is very good at it but doesnt get to very often

it’s favorite things to sing are hypno and sunshine ( 11:11 hypno, sunshine )

Not super into arts, but loves to draw, and is very fascinated by origami

Often refers to Mono as a nerd (affectionate) (also sometimes dork)

Purrs, growls, hisses etc. Because she doesn't talk much, she adapts more animal-like ways of communication, not only vocally but also physical stuff (slow blinking, headbutting stuff, mostly cat-like traits and reflexes. also she likes to drop stuff off of shelves and tables just bc its fun)

Doesn't know her own strength a lot of the time

Very touch starved (they all are) even if she doesn't realise it

Flinches and/or swats others away when touched Eventually they get used to Mono, he's the only person that can touch her at all, but she still has limits

No sense of others personal space though

She’s great at tracking things, mostly small animals

Super ticklish, not very happy that Mono found out 

Very visual memory

She really loves all types of music, ranges from things like 100 gecs type stuff, to calm instrumental kinda things, literally anything with maybe a few exceptions Shark teeth, very sharp, loves making dents in stuff with them

Cat-like claws too (retractable maybe?? why not.. it usually has them out though) Love-hate relationship with snow, they find it weird and kind of icky, but Mono teaches her how to make snow angels, forts and snowmen, and she loves snowball fights (Mono regrets teaching them about those though), plus she adores going back inside and just drinking hot chocolate with Mono and sometimes other friends :]  Mono he/she Tallest of the three, oldest as well  Colorblind He has vitiligo Loves all sorts if arts and crafts, often drags Six into making stuff with him Her hair is very soft, even if it doesn't look like it Very touchy-feely, with others and with objects Knows and respects others boundaries. Six does not He will often push his own boundaries though He’s very protective, usually feels the need to put others safety and health in front of her own A little naive, will protect even if she isn’t getting anything in return from the person(s) Likes skirts! Mono loves to learn about his friends and their personalities, strengths, weaknesses etc. to use for their own benefit! For example, he has a different way to cheer up each friend, and does his best to include them in stuff he thinks they'll also like Loves any happy sounding music the most, but listens to lots of other stuff too (a few songs that remind me of him not lyric-wise but like, sounds like he'd listen to them, are She Wants Me (to be loved), Dancing in my Room, Sunday Best and Sunkissed type stuff, I don’t know music genres so) Favorite drink is probably coffee Loves all sorts of soup!! Has lots of nicknames for Six! Mostly uses kitty and shortcake (it hates them but gets used to them, only from Mono though; some of the other kids use them to get on her nerves, doesn’t end well for them) Love loves bugs! Six likes them too, but isn't as interested as Mono and Runaway (she likes to eat them) Runaway he/they Almost as tall as Mono, noticable difference though He loves chocolate milk and tea Probably the most reasonable out of the three Despite this, he still likes to annoy them (mostly Six) Similarly to Six, he sucks at keeping track of the time Likes goldfish snacks a lot His nomes are always nearby when he is Really likes coloring books and puzzles They love the sound of pianos, not the best at playing it but likes messing with them in his free time with Six (their rare bonding moments) Loves any instruments really, pianos are just his favorite Has the biggest sweet tooth Also loves bugs!! Mono and him are bug buddies His favorite bugs are caterpillars and butterflies, he isn’t a very big fan of spiders though (Mono didn’t used to mind them, but after the hand incidents in the hospital, he finds them icky; too similar) Bonus; RCG  she/they Tallest as well as oldest (again, not oldest by much though) Big sister vibes Super supportive Usually in charge of keeping others in line, doesn’t mind a little chaos here and there though (even if it doesn’t usually end well) Also has a few freckles, not nearly as much as Six Lots of energy that often rubs off on the others when she’s around Probably the most responsible, great with kids younger than her Loves teaching the others how to do stuff, has the longest attention span which makes it easier Very playful and teasing, but still knows and respects boundaries when it comes to that kinda stuff Gets easily stressed out and nervous when she doesn't know what to do, as she feels like she always has to be responsible aaaand thats all 4 now! i might do more characters like comic kids if i get enough ideas but thatll be in the doc if i ever do pleas share with me ur hcs and ideas too!!!! if u wanna i would love 2 see them!!

[megan-is-mia]

So I spent the past few minutes procrastinating through your prompt list instead of doing assignments but can i also request 10. Monster yander prompt for fox jamil spicyness. Cept can you change thought i was human to thought i was a fox?

(Do your homework or there’ll be no yan smut for you! XD Anyways of course you can make more requests, I don't put limits on my inbox for a reason after all) 10. “You weren’t afraid of me when you thought I was a fox, so why are you so afraid of me now?” (Yandere! Jamil Viper x Fem! S/o) (WARNING NSFW AND NON-CON AHEAD) The air was bitterly cold that day as (Y/n) walked home from work. As she walked the sound of weak whimpering hit her ear and drew her attention to the side of the road. There, half-hidden was a fox shivering so hard its entire body was vibrating with the effort of trying to remain warm. (Y/n) knew she should just keep walking and let nature take its course but her tender heart got the better of her. Making a detour she ventured over to the creature as it continued to tremble from the cold. 

Unlooping the scarf she wore from around her neck, (Y/n) carefully wrapped the fox in it and held it against her chest as she continued the walk home. The creature snuggled against her body eagerly absorbing the heat that radiated from her body as she carried it with her. As she entered her humble apartment, she turned up the heat and set the fox near the radiator where it would be warmest. The creature made no effort to struggle as it remained curled up in (Y/n)’s scarf and shivering only a little now. (Y/n) was cautious in approaching the fox now that it had warmed up from the heat of her apartment extending her hands in a gesture she hoped would be interpreted as non-threatening. The fox didn't share her hesitation, however, stumbling out of where it had been lying in the scarf to sniff at her fingers before licking them. Hesitantly the young woman brought her other hand down to pet the creature’s head which it readily accepted. When she moved away from the fox in order to go to the kitchen it whined softly before staring at her. “I’m just going to the kitchen, I’m going to see if I have anything to feed you little buddy” (Y/n) said hoping that at least the tone of her words would be understood by the fox even if the actual words did not. Reluctantly the fox went back to lay on the scarf but watched her move around the kitchen with alert eyes and reminded her of its presence every so often with a squeal. “Yes, yes I know. I’m working as fast as I can to get you food silly fox” (Y/n) said absent-mindedly before finally bringing some cooked meat over for the little creature. “Here you go little buddy, I know it isn't your usual fare but I couldn't exactly catch wild rabbit on such short notice so steak will have to do” (Y/n) said apologetically as the fox dug into the offering she’d provided for it. After the creature had finished it trotted over to the scarf and dragged it over to the young woman before setting it on her lap and then settling itself back into the scarf on her lap. “Wow, didn't expect you to be a little cuddlebug” (Y/n) said softly scratching the little fox’s head as it made itself comfortable. “You know I should probably stop referring to you as an it… sorry little buddy I’m gonna make you a bit uncomfortable with this but…” as soon as (Y/n) said these words the fox abruptly flipped on its back and pat its tummy as if it had understood was about to happen and was making the situation easier by cooperating. Letting her eyes dart down for a moment, (Y/n) received her answer: she had a boy fox on her hands. She forced her eyes away from the creature’s genitals with an awkward cough. “So I’ve got a little todd on my hands then… Alright okay” (Y/n) said resuming her petting of the creature. The fox licked her finger affectionately as he let out a little contented yip. Eventually, the young woman felt her eyelids starting to droop and she gently lifted the fox off her lap despite his protests about being removed from his spot. “Sorry little buddy, but I’m feeling a bit sleepy. I should make sure I get in bed before I fall asleep on the floor again and wake up feeling all sore” (Y/n) apologized as she stumbled towards bed. Flopping down on the mattress she was soon joined by her little fox companion who curled up on the pillow next to her head. Petting the fox’s head some more she slowly drifted off to sleep. When (Y/n) woke up the next morning she found that the little fox had made himself cozy on her chest under the covers and was still snoozing peacefully at the moment. Carefully she moved him to a pillow and covered him again before getting up to get ready for the day. It wasn't long before the fox joined her in the kitchen, yipping and weaving around (Y/n)’s feet. (Y/n) fell into a new rhythm of life with her unexpected pet and she was happy, mostly happy that is. Ever since the little fox had become a part of her life, her love life had been non-existent. The fox scared off all the men she tried to bring home and eventually she just gave up trying altogether. “Guess I’ll die an old and lonely spinster little buddy” (Y/n) lamented with a sad sigh one night as she got ready for bed. The fox licked her hand comfortingly as he took his position on her pillow. The young woman slipped under the covers and was soon deep in sleep. That was until a sudden weight on her chest caused her to have quite a rude and unexpected awakening. In her bed, laying on top of her was a naked man! She opened her mouth to shriek only to have the stranger slap a clawed hand over her mouth. ‘Hush (Y/n), you wouldn't want to wake up the neighbors would you?” the strange man said in a gravelly tone as he stared down at her. He continued to stare at (Y/n) until she finally and very reluctantly shook her head which prompted him to remove his hand. “Who are you, why are you in my bed?” (Y/n) said in a hiss as her gaze darted about and she became aware that she could not locate the little fox. “Where’s my little buddy? You better have not hurt him or I’ll kill you!” she spat keeping her voice down as the stranger’s face broke into a wide grin at her. “Don’t you recognize your little buddy anymore?” the stranger said, making (Y/n) realize that the fox ears on his head were real and so was the tail no tails that brushed against her leg under the covers. “It can't be…” (Y/n) trailed off staring bug-eyed at the young man who claimed to be her fox friend. “It can be and it is dear (Y/n), of course, we haven’t been properly introduced since I was in no condition to speak human tongues while I was recovering in your care. Let me amend my lack of courtesy now. My name is Jamil, Jamil Viper and I am your personal kitsune familiar” the young man said with a twinkle in his eyes. (Y/n) stared at him dumbly, not able to take in the information that was being given to her. “But my bed… why…” (Y/n) said becoming hyper-aware of how Jamil’s body was giving off heat that was being absorbed by her own. She was also very aware of how she was almost totally indecent under the covers with only a pair of panties keeping her from being totally exposed. Awkwardly she tried to pull herself up into a sitting position so she could put some distance between herself and the kitsune. Of course, that was a useless endeavor as Jamil forced her to remain flat against the mattress. “Where do you think you’re going (Y/n)? I get the distinct feeling that you’re trying to get away from me for some reason” Jamil said with a soft coo. “You weren’t afraid of me when you thought I was a fox, so why are you so afraid of me now?” the kitsune said, his ears twitching slightly as he tilted his head. “I’m the same as I’ve ever been so why the sudden tension?” he questioned dripping his head down to lick at (Y/n)’s neck and send a shiver through her body at the contact. “Are you cold ya hayati? Let me warm you up then” Jamil said, his tails brushing against (Y/n)’s thighs again as his hands began to wander across her skin. His hand squeezed at her bare breasts roughly drawing soft gasps from her lips that he devoured greedily as he pressed his tails against the front of the young woman’s panties and grazing her clit through the fabric. He continued to do this until a wet spot formed on the area he had been teasing. He dropped a hand from her breasts in order to rip her panties off so he could finger her. Jamil’s finger was soon joined by two others as he began to open up (Y/n)’s insides. He wasn’t sure of how else to get his point across about how much he adored her. So he followed his instincts and made her body ready for his, ignoring the soft pleading that left her lips as he lined himself up with her hole and thrust into her with a sharp growl. The kitsune fucked his love hungrily hoping that she would be able to understand the depth of his love for her through the intimate act. When he came he did not pull out. As the couple drifted down from their highs Jalim forced (Y/n) to roll onto her side so he could more easily cuddle her. The kitsune held her close, using the fluff of his tails to keep his darling warm as they snuggled under the covers. The young woman felt tears forming in the corner of her eyes as the weight of what had just happened to her began to sink in. Why had her act of kindness come to bite her in the butt like this? She cried herself to sleep in the arms of her companion turned forced lover… THE END