#jewelry is because shiny things make humans happy

[konjak-jelly]

Costume jewellery is superior. Like fym you don't want to look like you ascended from the sun to cast light upon mere mortals? What? You just want a small locket? You're gonna fork over a years rent for one 2 inch ring? (don't come at me idk how much a diamond costs). When you could be looking like this?!

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Could I request slashers with a reader that has the mind of a crow. Collects bones, shiny trinkets and is oftenly mischievous.

+ Hannibal (series) I don't know wither he would spoil you or would collect trinkets in the woods from his previous victims.

Slashers with Crow-Like Reader

Slashers x Reader (Separate)

Includes: Freddy, Michael, Jason, Thomas, Bubba, Brahms, Norman, Billy, Stu, Vincent, Bo, Lester, & Hannibal

A/N: I wasn't sure how to title this, but I tried my best. Thank you for the request!

Freddy Krueger

Your collection is more so just interesting to him

Even as a notorious killer, he doesn't really see the need to keep "dust collectors" hanging around

So when he first sees all of the trinkets and random things you have, he just chuckles

"What are you gonna do with all this junk?" he jokes

This earns a stern glare from you, and this has him backing off on the teasing (just slightly)

It takes a little time for him to warm up to helping you find more things to collect

But the one time he did, you gave him such a huge smile that he realized this needed to be something he did more often

Anytime he goes on one of his dream "sprees," he always comes back with a new polished bone for you

(He cleans it himself)

If any of his victims were carrying something shiny, it also becomes yours by the next night

Keys, coins, jewelry, hair pins, etc. are all part of your collection very quickly

And although it took him a while to accept this hobby of yours, he has always loved your mischievous side

You've stolen his hat and glove numerous times now

He didn't even realize it in the moment

But your little pranks only fueled his desire to do the same to you

The amount of times you've found a little bone or finger in your cup has you rolling your eyes

But you've kept everything he's given you so far

Everything

Michael Myers

Michael very much does not care about your hobbies

Whatever you want to do for fun is your thing

As long as it isn't getting in his way or affecting his own hobbies, you can do what you want

All of the little items you have lining the shelves and hanging from the walls doesn't even phase him

You could have a human head on your nightstand, and Michael would just give you a nod of approval

Just don't leave anything out where it can be stepped on or knocked over

Michael isn't one to be "careful," so if one of your trinkets is on the floor, he will step on it and not feel any remorse

"It shouldn't have been there in the first place" is always his argument

And since he is neutral about your collection, he doesn't really think to bring anything back for you

Unless some shiny object literally rolls out in front of him where he can see it, he doesn't take anything

He won't do anything intentional to hurt your collection, but he also doesn't go out of his way to fuel it either

He also doesn't react to your mischievous ways

Your little pranks or jokes elicit zero reaction from him

You've practically given up on trying anything with Michael at this point because he just doesn't respond to your behavior

Just do NOT touch his knife

Jason Voorhees

Jason know literally nothing about decorating or collections

So having you around to put little items in the cabin is really nice for him!

He likes looking around every day to see what's new

He doesn't say this to you, but he finds the bones just a little weird

Has he seen his fair share of guts and gore?

Of course

But he's never really thought to keep any of those... parts

But to each their own he guesses

The moment he learns about your fondness for shiny objects, he is all about supporting it

Any victim of his is immediately searched to see if there's anything that you would like

He even likes to stroll around the woods at times and just look around for anything that shines

He loves to see how happy you get anytime he comes home with something for you

It always manages to make his day

Your little pranks and jokes towards him mostly just cause confusion

He's a bit sensitive to it at first to be honest

The only "pranks" he ever remembers were from when he was relentlessly bullied and picked on

So just be careful where you tread with this because those memories are still very difficult for him

But overall, he really loves your quirks and collections

Thomas Hewitt

Oh, you like to collect bones?

Well, does Thomas have a treat for you

You've been able to rebuild two full skeletons with everything he's given you so far

You actually had to tell him to slow down on how many bones he was giving you

But this overload in your collection honestly works out

He's used to having literal body parts as his decor around the house, so you just adding to that "aesthetic" makes him really happy

It just reinforces that you're part of the family

And when he learns that you also have a love for collecting shiny trinkets?

You better believe he's also going overboard with that too

If it shines, it's yours

Dozens of quarters, keys, belt buckles, earrings, and even cell phones are given to you

Even if the object doesn't really shine, he'll pick it up

Once again, you have to explain that you didn't need ALL of these things

Your mischievous personality is also something he doesn't mind fueling from time to time

If you prank him, he'll get you back

You've hidden his favorite knife and apron before

But once he found them, he was all smiles

He thinks your jokes keep his life exciting, and that only makes him love it more

Bubba Sawyer

Of course, Bubba also fuels your bone collection

He's a bit messy about it though, handing you a bucket of bloody and poorly picked bones, but the sentiment is there

He's also found some creativity with it!

Recently, Bubba has found an interest in jewelry making

Anytime he can, he collects the teeth from his victims and makes you a necklace and bracelet set to have

He gets especially giddy when you try them on for him

It's like hanging up a child's artwork on the fridge

He just feels so proud of himself for making you happy

He also loves to find shiny trinkets for you too

Bubba is easily distracted by light, so it's pretty easy for him to pinpoint different items that he knows you'll like

He sometimes gets a little down on himself if he accidentally gets you something you already have though

He's also a bit sensitive to your mischievous nature

Jumping out and scaring him sends him into an erratic frenzy at first

But when he learns that these are all "pranks" that you enjoy, he warms up to the idea more

He'll try to scare you multiple times a day after that

It quickly becomes very predictable, but you still fake a reaction sometimes since Bubba gets upset if his attempt goes unsuccessful

Brahms Heelshire

As much as he still feels anger towards his parents, he can't help but still care about the upkeep of the home

He wouldn't really care about your hobby in any other situation

But this is his home, and he doesn't think dead animal bones and random trinkets look good scattered all about

If you keep your collection to yourself, then he doesn't really mind

He may raise the occasional brow at you, but he doesn't say much for the most part

Just don't set anything in his parent's room or certain areas of the house

He will throw your items away despite any protest

He doesn't do much in the way of adding to your collection either

He doesn't leave the house and hardly anyone ever comes by

Plus, he doesn't really like the bones you have and would prefer not to add to it

However, there is the small occasion that he finds a shiny nickel under the couch or a missing earring hidden in the corner of the room

He doesn't mind you having these items and will gladly hand them over if it means seeing you happy

In the way of mischievous behavior, he doesn't really care as long as you stick to the rules list 100%

In fact, he finds some of your pranks and decisions pretty entertaining

They give him an excuse to get back at you too...

Norman Bates

He won't lie; the bones freak him out a bit

As long as you explain that you aren't actively killing things to obtain them, he's mostly fine

He has his own interest in taxidermy anyways

But he would rather keep the animal looking like an animal and not the skeleton of one

But as long as you keep them to yourself, he doesn't care

He just doesn't want to see them scattered about the home and motel

He also doesn't fully understand your fascination with anything shiny

He thinks it's cute, the way your eyes light up the moment something catches your attention

But he doesn't really see the charm unless it's actually worth something

But of course, he cares about your happiness a lot

So even seeing an empty gum wrapper on the table forces him to pocket it so he can gift it to you later

Nothing really beats the excitement you show whenever you get something new

With that being said, he isn't really a fan of some of your behavior

Every item has it's place, so he becomes frustrated whenever you move anything

Spying on him or even scaring him just leaves him on edge and antsy

He much prefers a relaxed and quiet environment, that's for sure

Billy Loomis

You collect what now?

When you show him, his reaction goes from utter confusion to slight interest

Considering what he does in his free time, he kind of appreciates your morbid hobbies

When he sees that all of your bones are from little animals, he gets a dark smile on his face

"Wouldn't you rather have the real deal?"

Comes home the next night with a literal FEMUR

You have no idea how he managed it, especially since he isn't one for getting messier than necessary

But the happy look on his face was enough to make you not question anything

And of course, any future killings always involves him coming home with some type of bone or shiny object for you

He just shrugs it off like it's no big deal, but he honestly enjoys seeing you so appreciative

With that being said, some of your schemes can make him irritable at times

He thinks a lot of your pranks are childish, and he's often comparing you to Stu

"Did he teach you that one?" he rolls his eyes

He never really thought he'd be with someone as quirky as you, but he has learned to appreciate it

It makes him feel better about his own morbid interests too

Stu Macher

He stated that your collections were "sick"

In the good way

The first time he saw all the little bones you had, he tried to fit them together in order to build some new hybrid animal

Asks you a ton of questions about everything

"What was this one from?" "Where did you find this?"

He's like a little kid learning a new subject in school

He also has a similar affinity to shiny objects like you

He has a little spot on his desk made up of old coins and random paperclips he just picked up for no reason

He often gets bored when he's out, so anything that glimmers his way must be a sign that he needs to take it

But since learning of your interests, he quickly begins sharing this habit with you

Any shiny object he comes across is picked up

Even if he's not that interested in it, there's still a chance that you might like it

He may or may not have shoplifted a few times purely on accident

His mind just doesn't think those things through sometimes

And when you begin revealing your mischievous ways towards him, you better believe he's going to get back at you tenfold

It's like a constant battle between you two with bad behavior

And you have yet to find a victor

Billy has yelled at both of you numerous times when he somehow gets dragged into the behavior

You and Stu just laugh together every time

Vincent Sinclair

As a fellow person with odd collections, he respects it

He also really loves that you two have something like that in common; it makes him feel "normal"

He has anything from rocks to wax figures to little pieces of jewelry

Since he hasn't had social contact with the outside world, these collections were his friends

The bones you have are a little odd to him, but he's not one to judge at all

He unfortunately doesn't add to your collection with human bones, but he happily supplies little animal bones he finds inside all of the desolate buildings

If there's any jewelry or shiny object on one of his victims, he'll take them and give them to you later since he knows how happy they make you

Vincent is easily influenced and will likely start to pick up on your behaviors as well

Will also begin to collect shiny trinkets so that you two can share and compare

He may also start to become fascinated with little bones and how they would fit back together

With that being said, he doesn't quite pick up on your pranks and funny behavior

He happily stands back and watches though

The amount of times you've jumped out at Bo and caused him to go into a cursing fit has Vincent silently laughing in the corner

He may not always have the guts to stand up to his brothers, but it's nice that you're willing to do so for him

Bo Sinclair

He's definitely communicated his odd feelings about your interests

"Now, why would you wanna do somethin' silly like that?"

With that being said, he doesn't tell you to stop doing anything, he just thinks it's weird

Has compared you to Vincent multiple times in the past

He sort of turns his nose up to your bone collection

He won't even touch it

He says he just thinks it's gross, but in reality, it kind of freaks him out a bit (not that he'd ever admit it)

The shiny trinkets you have though are a little more "normal" in his eyes

Whenever he sees something that shines now, he always lets out a big sigh and picks it up for you begrudgingly

Says you have him "trained"

But in reality, he does love to make you happy

He just doesn't love the little pranks you pull on him

Scaring him, following him around, tackling him in the middle of night are all things he's forced himself to grow accustomed to

He still goes into a pouty fit and tells you to "knock it off"

But his threats only go so far

He soon figures that if he can't get out of the game, he might as well beat you to the win

So be sure to watch your back

He has plans on getting you tenfold

Lester Sinclair

You collect bones...?

Well, good! Because so does Lester

He's always had a knack for picking up any random scraps he thought were interesting

Bo has made fun of him plenty of times for it

But that seemed to die down now that he has you

You've both sat with each other and your collections, swapping random trinkets and talking about where some of them came from

All the while, there's the biggest smile on Lester's face

He's definitely one to give, so he always manages to find a couple items every day to take home to you

But if he finds something especially cool, you may have to "fight" him on it

(The battle never lasts long since all you have to do is give him a big kiss and he gives in)

He truly believes that having you around makes his life so much more fun too

The little games you like to play, and the way you always keep him on his toes really brings him a lot of joy

In a place like Ambrose, there isn't much for change or oddity

So meeting you was truly a blessing in all accounts

Hannibal Lecter

When you first shared your collection and true colors with him, he just responded with a quirk of the brow

Sure, he could give you a bunch of science-y answers on why you do this blah blah blah

But he knows that wouldn't change anything

Besides, he honestly likes your quirkiness

He may look suave and put together on the outside, but he also has some darker and more intriguing interests on the inside

He always manages to surprise you with a new animal bone you have yet to obtain or some shiny object that you have not seen before

You have no idea how he does it, but he never fails to amaze you

Of course, he doesn't share with you how he actually gets these trinkets, but you don't pry

You're just really happy to have someone who encourages your interests rather than shut them down

With that being said, he's a bit of a stinker when it comes to your mischievous side

He knows your intentions almost better than you do

You can't get a single thing past him without him knowing

Because of this, you haven't been able to surprise him with anything

It's a bit annoying

But what he doesn't give you in fun, he makes up for in gifts and spoiling you

[tac-the-unseen]

Gifts the slashers would enjoy

Fluff

Minor updates for formatting

Micheal Myers:

•Arts and crafts supplies

-He's enjoyed making Paper Mache masks most of his life. It's very likely that he enjoys other forms of art as well, but couldn't express that in the ward for fear it would be taken away.

-Dr. Loomis sucks

-Giving him art supplies now, would end up in him making his art in secret. He feels embarrassed to like such a simple thing. That shame is intensified if you ask to see it. He'll end up leaving it out so you can see it without directly showing it to you

•Candy Corn, circus peanuts, and Crunch bar.

-Are they his favorite? No. But they bring back good memories, and for Michael, that's enough.

-would spend a good chunk of time snaking on the sweets while you spend time with him

-Can be bribed into a lot of shenanigans with candy

•Homemade meal

-He rarely had anyone make him dinner. His mom being a ‘working’ woman ment that he had to fend for himself come dinnertime.

-Knowing that you wanted to, and found time to make him dinner make him feel that icky (Nice), bubbly feeling in the center of his chest

-minor Headcannon: first time this happened Micheal thought he was having a heart attack.

Billy loomis & Stu macher:

•Horror movie merchandise

-Their collectors. If you manage to get your hands on something they don't have, they'll give you anything you want in return.

-will trip over themselves trying to replay you

-Stu would actually kiss the ground you walk on if you ask

•Jewelry

-They both appreciate necklaces, bracelets, and RINGS

-Stu is a gold guy, Billy is a sliver guy.

-They’re like crows. Anything shiny will end up in their pockets. Imagine Stu showing off his rings like a newly proposed to woman. Fawning over the design and/or jewels.

•knives/knife sharpener

-They collect knives of different quality and look

-they better ones they use to hunt. The best ones and the weaker ones are put on display like trophies.

-No matter the quality you get, it's the fact it came from you but they care about

Thomas Hewitt:

•Flowers

-Thomas is a sucker for old ‘traditional’ romantic actions

-Seeing you hold up hand-picked flowers makes his heart gush. He thinks you look so precious, wanting to make him happy.

-sometimes he'll catch you, out of a window, picking flowers just so you can give it to him. He'll never tell you, and will always act surprised when you present the bouquet.

•Bones

-its simple and an abundant resource at the house. There's always bones somewhere, and Thomas knows how to use the bones

-They’re good for making repairs, as tools, and as decorations

-You 10000% have a bone bracelet that Thomas made for you when you guys started to get more serious

•Desserts

-Thomas won't admit it, but he has a sweet tooth. Why do you think Luda mae spends so much time baking?

-While a good pie is enough to send this man to his knees, any other baked good will do.

-He likes cherries and strawberries, but because of how expensive they are he doesn't tell anybody that it's his favorite. He doesn't want anybody ‘wasting’ money or resources on him.

Bubba Sawyer:

•Flowers

-Bubba loves flowers. Any kind of flowers is enough for him to let out squeals of happiness. He loves seeing them around the farm, and plants them around the house when he has spare time.

-So when you go to town and come back with a bouquet of flowers just for him, nearly crushed you with hugs.

-Keeps them alive for as long as possible then perseveres them in notebooks and in salt

•Quilting supplies

-Bubba is really good at handling leather. Those human skin masks are hard to make, and human leather is so incredibly delicate.

-On top of that, he is a family man. He want to make things that help his family. So he makes blankets!

-its a fine craft and perfect in enhancing his skills.

•Good old quality time

-He loves spending his time with you! If he could spend all day with you, he would.

-So sitting down and cuddling means that absolute world to him. He cherishes his time with you and it what he looks forward to everyday. It's why he wakes up in the morning. It's why he tries hard everyday. He wants to spend every day starting and ending with you!

Bo Sinclair:

•Tools

-If your in the workshop often enough, you'll know what ends replacing.

-Bo is as stubborn as stubborn comes, so he won't get new tools until they physically can't do their job anymore.

-If you get him new tools he will begrudgingly take them, but after an hour or two he'll find you just so he can thank you ‘properly’.

•Cigarettes

-The boy smokes

-Don’t know what else to tell you

-Will kiss you when you give it to him though

•Kids Toys

-Sounds weird, but having his childhood taken away from him leaves him wanting to fill up the gaps.

-when looking through a victim's car you found a two handed water ring-toss toy. when you showed Bo He just rolled his eyes and kept working on his Truck. You started playing with it when at the shop, even leaving it there on a few occasions. Every time you left it there, He would take it and sneak into the back room of the shop to play with it.

-it brought him immense joy. One day he forgot to put it back, and when you asked about it he berated you for losing your things and expecting him to keep track of your belongings. He never told you, and would rather die than admit it.

Vincent Sinclair:

•Art/craft supplies

-Its a given, really

-He very rarely get new art supplies (if you don't count corpses) so it’s nice to get replacements.

-Will take anything you give him, honestly

•Books

-Vincent isn't always making art. Sometimes art can get boring for him, or he hits a rough patch and doesn't know where to go from there.

-A book can easily help, Whether it's just something else to do or it helps him overcome his art block. He will oftentimes get up from his work space and find another spot to sit down and read.

-He loves it when you read to him. It's nice to just listen to something while you work.

•Hoodies

-with his combination of body issues and wanting to be cozy, A hoodie seems to be the best option.

-Even though it is hot in Louisiana, The cool basement and even cooler nights need a little warmth.

-loves the feeling of the softer cloth and with it being a present, makes it all the better.

Lester Sinclair:

•Lip balm

-Lester has a hard time with hygiene. No one ever really taught him how to take care of himself.

-So when you notice Lester had chapped lips and gave him some lip balm something in his brain short circuited. The fact that YOU want to help him, makes his heart swell.

-keeps it in his pocket and constantly reapplies it

•Car freshener

-Even with him blind to the smell of death, the hot Louisiana sun will intensify the foul smell 10 fold. You knew it was bad when you could smell the truck before you could see or hear it.

-You ran out of town and bought several packs of air fresheners for his truck. You told him that you do love him, just not the smell that lingers when he gets home from work. Lester doesn't want to make you gag every time he gets into bed with you.

-He likes the Strawberry, sugar cookie, and fresh linens scent best

���Dinner

-He’s not the ‘I better come home to a hot plate of dinner' kind of guy, but he really appreciates it when he does. Even though Bo is a semi-good cook, anything after years of having it will get boring.

-Having you cook for him (and most likely his brothers) is a nice change of pace.

-Will eat anything you cook. Whether it's ‘good’ or ‘bad’ he will happily eat it all.

Billy Lenz:

•Being read too

-Isn’t a physical present but he loves your voice. He wants to read but has A) a hard time focusing and B) has a hard time reading in general

-Having you read to him calms him down and gets him settled enough to sit still and/or do an activity smoothly

-Reading to him 100% makes him fall asleep in the end. And boy does this insomniac need it

•Crochet equipment

-After learning how to Crochet he can't stop. He runs through String like a mad man. He has made you 6 sweaters and increasing in quality over time

-Will give you a list of all the colors he wants and will wait patiently on your bed for you to come back.

-Gets ridiculous excited when he's given new supplies. Will be your lap dog for weeks after

•String lights

-Doesn't have to be Christmas themed, he just really likes the lights. Like a moth drawn to flames.

-likes to fall asleep with them on, it's like Billy’s own big night light.

-Has gotten too close to them and accidentally ripped them down. He tried to hide them so he didn't get in trouble, and actually cried when you found out.

Brahms Heelshire:

•Clothes

-You wondered why his clothes were so ill-fitting for a long time before you realized, that's his dad's old clothes.

-coming to that realization you manage to figure out his proper size and (after some minor fighting) when out to get him a much needed upgrade. When you came home he was waiting by the door, waiting for you. Giving him his new clothes was like telling him you would never leave again, he was ecstatic. He ripped the bags out of your arms and ran into his room so he could try them on

-He fell in love with the sweaters you got him, with a nice couple pairs of khakis. It wasn't much of a transition from his old clothes but that's just what he likes.

•Movies/Movie night

-The only movies he's seen are from his childhood, and he can barely remember them. His parents didn't think movies were healthy for a growing boy, so they only allowed him books to pass the time

-When you proposed a movie night he had a couple questions and even a bit of hesitation. “What if they melt my brain?” He asked with genuine concern. After you posed another question back “Why wouldn't they have melted my brain yet?” Did he trust you.

-You started with childhood classics before getting into the more ‘adult’ stuff. He loved every minute of it

•Picnics

-While Brahms isn't a fan of going outside, the garden is the only exception. You wanted him to go outside because orange juice can only do so much for a vitamin D deficiency.

-He said the only way he would go outside was if you had a Picnic and put his sunscreen on. Making sandwiches with chips and then lathering him in 80 SPF he went outside in a tank top layered with a crocheted vest and shorts, had him outside fairly quickly

-Now he wants a picnic every summer

Hannibal Lecter:

•Wine

-After dating for a while you started to notice where Hannibal got his expensive foods and wines

-you also noticed what he actually liked and what he was just experimenting with. While fruity and floral flavors were always favored, herbs and Nutty wines were much lower on his list.

-With that in mind you got a Cherry lavender wine from Greece. When you gave it to him he was actually shocked you were paying attention to his preferences. He told you most people just buy cheap wine and expect him not to notice.

-The wine you picked out now has a permit spot saved on his wine shelf.

•Paper bouquet

-Paper made into the shape of different flowers all wrapped up in another paper tying it all together. It's cute, classy (though he would never display it openly), and will never wilt!

-He had told you about the complexity of life using flowers as an example and how they wilt. So you decided to make flowers that can't wilt to not only sass him but to give him something

-He put them in a paper vase he made (in only what you can assume was) in his free time.

•Friendship bracelets

-What was originally a gag gift turned out to be one of his favorite gifts.

-You thought there was no way in hell THE Hannibal Lecter would wear cheap bright string woven together, but you were wrong.

-You had made some friendship bracelets out of old string you found in some old stuffed away box and laughed at the idea of Hannibal finding it in his desk drawer. So you did just that, just to come to the shocking realization that during a meeting with the F.B.I he was wearing it, hidden under his sleeve. You had a very hard time containing your laughter that night.

Will Graham:

•Quality time with you!

-Life has always been stressful for Will. So some alone time with you is always a great gift.

-No need for fancy dinners, events, or holidays. Just sitting down to watch whatever pops up on the T.V screen is enough for him.

-Bonus points if the pack joins in for a cuddle session!

•Handwritten letter(s)

-Having a man with a different then most emotional attachment style is hard. Will might not always what to be physically touched or poked at. Sometimes he doesn't even want to talk (Common coping mechanism for Autistic people)!

-But even when he gets like this, it's still nice to get some reassurance. You started writing him little notes around the house a while ago and slowly you noticed Will’s mood improving significantly.

-He found it very sweet that you were taking the time to meet him on a level he was comfortable with. The two of you don't speak about it often but the notes persist.

•New fishing gear

-anything fishing related is always an appreciated

-New lears, poles, vests, hooks, bait even. Anything even if he already has it, he will take it happily

-He’ll take you fishing with his new gear you got him and will happily teach you if you don't know how to fish

The Lost Boys:

•Jewelry

-All four vamps love jewelry of any kind

-All of them have earrings, bracelets, and necklaces so why not give them Something they can say they got from their S/O!

-David and Marko prefer bracelets, David’s gloves wouldn't mesh well with rings, and he thinks a necklace might make him seem less intimidating. Marko would chew on a necklace and worse could get caught during a fight. Rings would be damaged either due to said fighting and/or his painting. Bracelets are that perfect in-between!

-Dwayne and Paul like Rings for different reasons. For Dwayne Rings have that ‘marriage’ aspect to them. Not to say rings mean marriage, but historically speaking…it's like putting your claim on him and he's thriving for that.

-Paul likes rings to fidget with. He already has rings he uses as ways to occupy his hands when something or someone isn't. Will 100% show off his ring you gave him to the others.

•Gift boxes

-The boxes full of pictures, candy, and other meaningful things

-They all go feral over those boxes, especially the first ever box. It was filled with your own little doodles, candy you know they like, mini bottles of whiskey, and a note telling them about how much you care about them and where to meet you for the night.

-if you plan to do this more often make sure each boy gets to keep something or they WILL fight over it.

•ScrapBooks

-Memories bunch up and fade when you're a vampire. They can't always remember the little things, so having a book of all those memories they can look back at is great idea!

-You even found a creative way to include them in pictures! They can't be seen in photos, but they're shadows can! You take pictures under street lamps and make silly poses. You have a picture of Paul dramatically falling into Marko's arms while Dwayne and David kiss either side of your face.

-All those silly pictures combined with your and Marko’s creativity ends up in some fun, colorful, memories

Thanks for reading <3

(You know I write a fuck ton when It started glitching out. Like it would freeze while I was formatting it correctly 😭)

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Harpies as Romantic Partners(SFW)

I absolutely love harpies and they’re probably my second favorite monster out there..

So enjoy my thoughts! I apologize that it’s short!

GN! Harpy x GN! Reader

First of all, Harpies have some of the strongest instincts out there among monsters. This could mean a myriad of things. Let’s start with something simple. Harpies mate for life, choosing one person to love for the rest of their lives. They’re dedicated lovers and mates; who would do anything in the name of their beloved. They’ll show off and show you just how fast they can fly, how long their wings are, how good they are at hunting and bringing you food… whether you think it’s a little gross or not, it’s a cute gesture. They have nesting instincts, building you a home and bringing you little gifts to win your affection.

Your harpy partner’s love language has to be gift giving and acts of service. This is all part of the harpy mating ritual. To be more specific about gifts, anything shiny catches their eye. They’ll bring you all sorts of shiny rocks and lost jewelry for you to wear. Their neck feathers will puff up in pride when they see you enjoying the gift, fueling their pride. Making you happy is their top priority.

You’ll never go cold with a harpy around, because they’re insane cuddle bugs. During the nesting period, your partner will be sure your ‘nest’ is stocked up with warm blankets and pillows per your request. On top of that, they want nothing more than to be your harpy heater. Harpies are cuddle bugs, typically out of instinct. They’ll use their own bodies to be a shield for you as you sleep, in your most vulnerable moments. However, when your partner learned about how humans cuddled.. they fell in love with the concept. You’ll often find the, snuggling their beak against your hair or neck. Their arms will wrap around you as you both become a messy tangle of limbs.

Circling back to acts of service… grooming/upkeep is very important for your partner. Many times, they’ve took a hold of your hips and dragged you into their lap. Your back is against their chest and their arms encircle your waist, trailing their claws up and down in a gentle repetition. Then, they leaned their head down and begin to ‘preen’ your hair. Their beak will pick out any knots or tangles, any loose leaves or dirt. Even afterwards, they’ll release your waist to comb your hair with their talons. It’s very soothing, like a scalp massage. You surely won’t complain about your beloved wanting to pamper you, right?

If you’re not afraid of heights, your partner will have no problem taking you for a trip in the sky. They’ll scoop you up bridal style and take off into the endless sky, day or night. You’ll tuck your head into their neck, clinging to their feathers to make sure you won’t fall.. though it’s only for your peace of mind. Your partner would never drop you; they’re much more focused on the fact they’re holding you in your arms than the fact that you’re in the sky. You’ll zip through clouds or get full uninterrupted views of the starry night sky.. and it’ll be one of the most majestic sights you could ever fathom.

Harpies don’t have too much knowledge on how humans show affection. So, you will have to teach them a lot of the basic types of displays. When you taught them about kisses, you swore you saw their light up with amazement. They were fascinated by the idea of kissing and they’ll take every opportunity they can to absolutely cover every inch of your face with quick paced kisses. They never fail to make you topple over in a fit of laughter at their displays.

[peqchys]

❥ obey me demon form headcanons!!

these are a month or so old but i realized i never posted them so here we go!! [headcanons under cut!!]

lucifer!! ⁃ for the love of god he’s not goat boy he’s peacock boy ⁃ do i think he would let mc keep a pretty feather or two? yes. ⁃ i think he would spread his feathers when he’s super pissed ⁃ on a similar note, i think the boys would have some animalistic instincts related to their demon forms. so yes, lucifer WOULD try to use his pretty pretty feathers to attract mc [it works, somehow] ⁃ i don’t think he could FLY, per se, but he could probably lift himself off the ground a bit

mammon!! ⁃ a weird mix between bat and bird?? ⁃ he preens for sure!!! why? because i think it’s cute. ⁃ ^ he tries to “preen” mc also, if they’ll let him [just him playing with or brushing out their hair] ⁃ he has small claws/talons even out of his demon form ⁃ the whole bird demon thing just makes him like shiny things even more than he already does ⁃ ^ you may offer the mammon coins and jewelry to win his heart

levi!! ⁃ my favorite sea-monster-snake boy!! ⁃ LOVES water. likes to go swimming and showers + takes baths super frequently just to be in water [yes, the gamer boy showers] ⁃ sometimes hisses like a snake if he’s frustrated ⁃ has a super long tongue and can unhinge his jaw [because i’m a weirdo and i think it’s cool] ⁃ will wrap his tail around mc as a sign of affection ⁃ has sharp, shark-like teeth ⁃ curls up with his tail around himself like a snake!! ⁃ while he isn’t ahletic normally, he’s very good at swimming and super fast when he’s in water!!

satan!! ⁃ unicorn cat boy?? again a weird mix ⁃ will genuinely kick people like a horse if they piss him off or startle him. i’m not kidding ⁃ one of the RAD newpapers did say that satan’s birthmark was on his back, so i like to think that he has fur of some kind that we can’t see ⁃ his tail follows cat tail language!! so for example he wags his tail when he’s mad and curls it when he’s happy to see someone [probably mc] ⁃ will let mc pet his tail as long as they’re very careful ⁃ he can purr i will not take criticism on this

asmo!! ⁃ scorpion boy!! also has bat traits like mammon!! ⁃ CAN sting someone in self defense. ⁃ has more bat traits/behavior than mammon ⁃ ^ vampire bat to be specific!! yes, he can and will suck blood. ⁃ vampire bats are very cuddly with each other, which i think makes sense for asmo!! ⁃ ^ they also groom each other, so i think asmo would do the same with mc [regularly checking in with them and helping to fix their hair and/or makeup]

beel!! ⁃ my silly silly bug boy ⁃ y’know how flies rub their little hands together before they eat? yeah, beel does that too and he doesn’t even realize it. ⁃ in my take of his demon form, he has multiple sets of arms and eyes ⁃ flies are attracted to body heat, and so is beel. he’ll follow mc around the HOL and just hover around wherever they choose to settle down

belphie!! ⁃ funny little cow boy!!! ⁃ cows will follow around humans that they like, and belphie does the same thing!! even if he’s sleepy, he’ll follow mc around until they sit down and then he lets himself nap ⁃ ^ adding this together with the beel thing, the twins are basically completely attached to mc. you could go into any given room in the HOL and just see the three of them cuddled up in a pile. ⁃ ^ speaking of cuddling, cows like to be hugged and cuddled, and you can bet belphie does too!! he tries to fall asleep the same room as mc so that maybe he’ll get some cuddles. sometimes he’ll even force himself into their lap to ensure that he gets their attention. ⁃ i think that belphie wags his tail when happy or comfortable. i know that cows don’t actually do that but let me have this lol

[bee-ina-boat]

heres a collection of concept art for the rest of the entities for the mythos au!! if you're wondering where the eye is, they've been drawn already!

they are all FAR from done. keep in mind these are all just my initial concepts and i plan to do in-depth design sheets as i go to explore their designs more.

IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS ON HOW TO IMPROVE THESE DESIGNS PLEASE THROW EM AT ME- MY ANON IS OPEN AND I READ TAGS I DONT CARE JUST!!!! GIMME!!!!!

(also au context: the magnus mythos is an au where the entities are all gods, similar to various religious mythology, rather than paranormal entities that feed on fear)

design thoughts for each of them under the cut

The Web - God of Fate (she/it): im pretty happy with her design atm, shes meant to be a half spider half woman thing and i love that for her. shes probably the one ive thought the most on so far given her importance to the story. i want her to wear silks and shiny silver jewelry that just sparkles like wet spiderwebs do, not sure if im gonna keep the veil?

The Dark - God of the Dark (she/he/it): probably my weakest concept at the moment. it doesnt do the dark any justice. i mean i like the cloak idea but i want them to be very tendrilly, all consuming, shadowy, but i dont know how to properly portray them :/

The Desolation - God of Destruction and Fire (they/it): i have a neat vision for them! i want them to be made of coal and ash and smoke, to be burning and glowing on the inside, and their body is decorated with melted wax to look like clothes. not quiiiiiite sure about how their melty candle dress is now? i want it to be less constrictive

The Stranger - God of the Unknown and the Whimsical (he/she/they/it): it's meant to be this. weird wirey creature hidden behind masks and a lot of fabrics, like the framework of a poseable plush doll? i like the way the masks look but im not so sure about the body.

The Vast - God of the Above (she/he/they/it): im not so sure about his design at all im gonna be real. i want them to look like the atmosphere and be covered in clouds and have mountains for feet and an ocean cape but i feel like it might be a bit?? idk??? im just not that happy with it :/

The End - God of Death and Time (they/it): ugh i love this concept sm, making death read as less scary and more divine is so fun. theyre based on a seraphim and a sand timer,

The Buried - God of the Underneath (she/he/they/it): ANOTHER OF MY FAVORITES!!!! i love them. theyre inspired by hermit crabs!! and they have silver chains holding their shell to them. they look so endearing with their lil lopsided eyes ;; <3

The Flesh - God of the Body and Meat (she/he/they/it): i have so many ideas for the flesh y'all- im very excited to do a concept sheet for them. theyre meant to have no skin, just exposed bone and muscle, large limbs, hooves, exposed heart underneath a ribcage, teeth that close around their abdomen. white bandages that wrap around like clothes. a teeth/horn crown? i dont quite know whether to go for a more animalistic look or a more human one? like- theres so many ways to go with him idek!!!

The Hunt - God of Predators and Pride (they/it): see, i like this design but i feel like its too werewolf like? yknow? thats cool!! but itreads more monster to me than God :/

The Corruption - God of Nature, Rot, and Disease (she/they/it): i love this weird bug thing. this one i was really inspired for (mostly because. corruption aligned. so obviously im gonna think about this one alot) theyre this weird bug thing, the veil is inspired by the one from the art on the wiki! i want to maybe make them a bit more gross and weird because nature is like that sometimes, a moot on tiktok suggested that i add animal bones!! and i think thats SO smart im absolutely going too

The Spiral - God of the Incomprehensible (it/its): this weirdo is so hard to pin down istg. i imagine them as this spiral thing. body is kindof liquidy, arms are spindly and long, multiple shifting faces, overall just constantly changing and moving and like!!! how am i meant to draw that??? when my brain cant even wrap my head around what its supposed to look like yknow??? bruh jrdbhgfjdldgfh- that being said i think the main problem with the design is that it just gives me too many Michael vibes!!! is it the hair? the arms? its probably both.

The Lonely - God of Solitude and the Self (they/it): i like what this one has going so far! theyve got fog hair, fog tears, their body is meant to be splotchy like turquoise marble, i vibe with it so hard. not so sure what to do with their outfit tho :/

The Slaughter - God of War (he/they/it): another one of my more stronger designs i think! centaur with weapons sticking into them, face concealed, medieval armor and antlers- it vibes

the extinction isnt drawn because i literally have no idea what they should look like aside from color palette-

once again any and all suggestions will be taken!!!! i need ideas!!! plese!!!!

[baileypie-writes]

Do you still write for Joker?

Because I was wondering if you had any headcannons for Joker x Male Siren reader, if you don't mind, of course!! Ooh and maybe the reader really likes jewelry and often loves giving Joker a bunch of random shiny trinkets as gifts? /nfaa

A/N ~ Yep, I still write for him! Just a quick question, what does /nfaa mean? I’m not familiar with that tone tag. Anyways, hope you enjoy!

~Joker With a Siren Boyfriend~

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Fandom: Smile Pretty Cure!

Fanfic Type: Headcanons

Reader: he/him pronouns, a siren

Relationship: Romantic

Characters Included: Joker

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 535

Warnings: Mentions of Reader killing people(drowning)

~Masterlists~

~Smile Pretty Cure! Masterlist~

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~ Being different species, you’d expect Joker to be clueless about quite a few things when it comes to sirens. Though, surprisingly, he’s very educated. You’re not sure if this knowledge existed before meeting you, or if he did research. But no matter which it is, it certainly is nice for someone to understand you. Especially when everyone else doesn’t.

~ Joker truly lives up to his name. He always jests about being hypnotized by your voice as a way of flirting. Both of you know that if that were true, he’d be dead. But it doesn’t stop him. He even jokingly begs for you to sing to him.

Joker: “It’s so dull around here. If only a handsome siren would sing me a song to brighten up my day!”

(name): “Joker, I can’t. Unless you wanna drown in this pool.”

Joker: “But wouldn’t that be such a pleasant way to die?”

(name): “It doesn’t matter. I don’t want you to die.”

~ Even if you can breathe oxygen, he always makes sure there’s water around for you. He wouldn’t want you to dry out! Besides, he wants you to feel more comfortable. Someone who’s native to the water probably isn’t used to being in such a dry environment.

~ The only time Joker ever goes to the human world other than to fight the Pretty Cure is to take you to the beach. He wants you to be able to enjoy the open water without the restrictions of the size of pools. It makes him so happy to see you swimming around as much as you like.

Joker: “How’s the water?”

(name): “Cold and salty. Just how I like it! I admit that humans have good beaches!”

Joker: “Well I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.”

~ He often reads whatever fairy tales you appear in just to see you or your species. But of course, those stories have happy endings. But Joker doesn’t mind taking some creative liberties. You’ll later find the book with the last few pages ripped out, with brand new, hand-drawn pages in their place.

(name): “‘And then all the fishermen drowned, and the siren claimed more victims.’ What? That’s not how the story goes.”

Joker: “Oh, I know. I just fixed it.”

(name): “Haha! Well thanks Joker.”

Joker: “It was nothing, my dear.”

~ He loves hearing all the stories you have about luring sailors and other humans to their deaths with your song. It’s such a beautiful power to him. He always says that if he were to die, he’d want to do so just like your victims.

~ You’re the only one that Joker doesn’t make fun of or scold for your shortcomings as both a fairytale villain and a member of Bad End. He blames the humans for your losses. And he always comes to your defense if someone else blames you.

Wolfrun: “I heard you failed again, (name)? What’s with that? Did your fishy smell drive them away? Ha!”

Joker: “(name) has no legs, so I imagine it’s hard for him to get around. Do you have an excuse, Wolfrun?”

Wolfrun: “Uh…”

Joker: “I see. I think it’s best you leave now. In fact, why not pay a visit to the Pretty Cure yourself?”

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~~baileypie-writes

[thewritetofreespeech]

Hello! Happy to see requests are open again!

Could I request the seven Obey Me brothers with an s/o who's a jewelry maker?

Obey me Brothers + jewelry maker s/o

Lucifer

He likes the concept of jewelry more than he actually likes it.

The style and fashion on how it’s made, plus the reasons why, have always fascinated Lucifer. Like any piece of art. However, he doesn’t really wear jewelry.

He has a few ceremonial pieces for balls & diplomatic occasions, and of course his chain in his demon form, but that’s about it.

If s/o was to make him a piece of jewelry, he would want a watch chain. One of interlocking silver & gold pieces to symbolize their bond, as well as something practical he could wear everyday.

Mammon

As the Avatar of Greed, of course Mammon loves jewelry.

He loves being around it. Loves touching it. Loves owning it. All the shiny, intrinsic value of it all.

He’s honestly never really cared about any of the pieces he’s owned (just hoarding them like his little ravens) until s/o gave him something. He would cherish and keep it close. It’s a real problem on photoshoots.

If s/o was to make him a piece of jewelry, he would want a new set of earrings for his ear. That way he could wear them around all the time and change out the studs with one or the other depending on his style.

Levi

He’s not a real jewelry person.

The only kind he’s ever owned his costume jewelry for his cosplay, or merch jewelry from his favorite characters. More for collectors’ value & clout than real money.

Levi thinks it’s pretty cool they can make pieces though, and commissions several for his outfits if his vision for a certain accessory doesn’t exist.

If s/o was to make him a piece of jewelry, he would want a new gaming wristlet to put on his handhelds. Of course he can’t have anything on his fingers, as it will screw up his accuracy, but he can use it to keep hold of his games and fun charms, and think of s/o while he plays.

Satan

Much like Lucifer (though he’ll never admit it) Satan appreciates jewelry for its art.

The symbolic and time period importance of a piece interests him, and he’s also read several books of smithing & traditional jewelry making to know about it.

He would like to learn as well and asks s/o to teach him. Then they have a hobby together.

If s/o was to make him a piece of jewelry, he would want a lapel pin he could wear on his jacket. Something with a flat steam so, when he’s out reading, he can also use it as a bookmark.

Asmo

Asmo as literally hundreds of pieces of jewelry. Of all kinds.

Most of them are gifts from admirers, but he’s also purchased a lot of them as fashion accessories. Every new trend needs to be owned by him.

He genuinely loves every piece he owns, but the ones from s/o are the only ones he honestly re-wears as he usually doesn’t like to repeat a look.

If s/o was to make him a piece of jewelry, he would want a ring. Something bright & flashy, and he would constantly tell people it’s their engagement ring; which annoys s/o but Asmo is so happy when he says it.

Beel

Beel doesn’t really get jewelry.

Likes it’s cool and all. Shiny and everything. But he thinks it just gets in the way of what you’re trying to do and is just another thing to worry about. Plus he’s broken a lot of it not thinking about his strength.

The only exception he makes is for his leather necklace & bracelet, and that’s because Belphie gave it to him. So he would probably make an exception for s/o’s gift as well.

If s/o was to make him a piece of jewelry, he would want a bracelet the same style as his human outfit look. It’s a strong enough metal weave that he can’t easily break it, plus it looks really strong. He’s always liked bronze more than traditional metals if he had to choose.

Belphie

Thinks jewelry is pointless. Just another thing you have to take off before you go to sleep, or it just sits in a drawer.

But anything [Y/N] does is of interest to him.

He would like to watch them make the pieces. Something about turning just ordinary pieces into something beautiful really moves him, and he can watch them for hours.

If s/o was to make him a piece of jewelry, he would want a necklace with an amethyst stone. He doesn’t have to take it off when he goes to sleep. Amethyst is said to help promote restful sleep. And purple is his favorite color. Belphie would wear it all the time.

[viburnt]

Older brothers || Little things they do

Genre: Fluff

Type: Headcanons

Characters involved: Lucifer (Obey me!), Mammon (Obey me!), Leviathan (Obey me!)

Prompt: Little things they do to communicate with you.

Lucifer

• Lucifer is gifted when it comes to music, that is no secret. He adores his piano and takes great care of it.

• Part of him feels like he can express the feelings inside his chest better that way: sadness, anger, love; a key for each one of his emotions.

• One subtle thing he did, and that perhaps took you time to notice, was leaving the door of his studio open for you while he played.

• You'd walk by and listen, not coincidentally, to your favorite melody turned into a beautiful piano tune.

• Lucifer would notice you curiously peeking through the door and smile, pretending as if he hadn't seen you.

• The small sounds of amazement that escaped your mouth and the little claps you'd give to cheer on him were more than enough to make him happy.

• This demon also takes a look at your music playlist while you are not looking, so he can learn the scores.

• Piano is his way to say “I'm here for you, come closer.”

Mammon

• The second oldest has the soul of a crow trapped on his pretty little bubble head. He likes shiny and glittery things, valuable stuff; his sin is greed, after all.

• He hoards all kinds of items that catch his eye: Golden coins, silver jewelry, gemstones. Of course, it's a small loot, and he hides it very well from his brothers.

• Once he considers his treasure is worthy enough- it never is to his standards, but he tries – he puts it in a small cardboard box and leaves it on your bed.

• The first couple times it happened, you were a little confused. Mammon would only stammer something along the lines of “For you, dumb human” and leave, trying to- unsuccessfully- hide his flushed face.

• After a while, you started a small collection of the many things the demon gave you. It became a little game; you'd sort them out by color, size, and material.

• If you decide to wear a piece of jewelry from “Mammon's awesome treasure” (as he called it), he gets all goofy and dumb, boasting about it.

• If he notices you staring at an item a little too long at a store, he steals it buys it for you. He could be drowning in debt and still get you pretty gifts.

• Giving you shiny stuff is Mammon's way of saying “All of mine is yours too”. However, the meaning of his action also implies “No matter what, you are still more valuable than these things.”

Leviathan

• Leviathan, much like Mammon, can be qualified as a hoarder. The only difference between them would be, perhaps, that Levi tries to keep his stuff tidy and organized.

• We all know he is into anime and manga, so it's not uncommon for him to be reading or binge-watching his favorite series.

• A thing he does for you, even if it may seem like a burden to him, is that he always explains to you the plot of his anime. Like, he genuinely believes that if he manages to make you understand, you'll feel less weirded out by his weeabo self.

• It's not like his eagerness for these things bothers you, you find it kind of cute, but it'd be a lie to say that you understand what he talks about all the time.

• So you'd sit close to him, watching him read/watch his stuff in silence, and lean your head on his shoulder. Almost like a switch, he'd pause the episode or interrupt his lecture to tell you in great detail “How the protagonist sucks because he is overpowered”, etc.

• He felt closer to you that way, you were a haven for an introvert like him, so he'd really try to keep you around.

• Another thing he does is that, whenever you knock on his door to hang out in his room, he always takes a little longer to open. It's not because he is nervous about you visiting, he just freaks out because he doesn't want you to see his special merch. Wouldn't want you to think you are a creep.

• This is Leviathan's way to say “I care about you, please stay a while. I need you by my side.” He accommodates his hobbies so that you can fit on them with ease; better with you than to be alone.

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[enchantzz]

Mitchell's Diary - In over my Head

One-shots in the series of Art & Vampires. Excerpts from Mitchell’s diary.

Words: 767

Being a badass male vampire doesn't mean you can handle female vampires 😁

References to stories in the Art & Vampires series - 1. New Orleans and 2. London and 6. New York

Art & Vampires is about the relationship and developments around Mitchell, a vampire and Amy (Ames), a human. It’s about the vampire world, the supernatural, but also about history, cities around the world, art, antiques and adventures.

Face claims vampires: Aidan Turner - John Mitchell, Richard Armitage - Rick Marlowe, Jaime Murray - Alana (Lana) Lenoir and Ben Barnes - Ben Sheldon. Humans: Mila Kunis - Amy (Ames) Quinn, Bianca Lawson - Lena Parker (witch).

List of Mitchell’s diary One Shots in the Art & Vampires Master list

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Rick warned me,  but of course I didn't listen.  That time,  I was in way over my head and I can tell you that being immortal is less attractive when Alana keeps bringing up your mistake and rubs your face in it every time she gets the chance. But what can I say,  she was a beauty.  

I'm talking about Neesha of course.  

I'll never forget her and not just because Lana keeps reminding me, the she-devil. I hope she doesn't get her hands on this diary,  otherwise I'm screwed,  like that time I got involved with Neesha. And I mean literally.

It was in the forties, nineteen forties. I need to remember to mention the centuries.  We were back in London and I had been able to get my life,  or existence, to be exact,  back on track after,  well,  you know,  Belle.  

I had been thinking.  I couldn't go through any of that again, losing a loved one.  I'd had a hard enough time before Belle,  dealing with the fact that you will always outlive your loved ones,  but losing Belle hit hard, as you are well aware,  because I've written diaries full of my laments.  

So,  I had a plan,  a brilliant one.  I had the perfect solution.  I would get myself a female vampire companion,  who would never leave me and I would have eternal happiness.  Neesha was going to be just that. Or so I thought.

In the first half of the 20th century,  we moved around from New Orleans to New York,  and finally back to London. After the war, London was a mess. The city was severely damaged and even though our neighborhood wasn't spared,  The Mayfair,  our mansion,  was.  We moved back for a while to keep an eye on things and make sure that it remained our house. People who lost their homes during the bombings of London were being relocated to abandoned houses and we needed to make sure that our mansion was not going to be taken over by others. 

Fortunately for me,  even though the city was damaged and the people were recovering from the war,  there were always parties to be found.  Especially for us vampires. 

As you can imagine,  I was spending as much time as I could attending as many parties as I could.  I was determined to find that vampire companion and never be sad again.  

Neesha was a gorgeous goddess, who stood out amongst the crowd like a shining star in the dark night sky,  quite literally,  with her shiny jewelry and extravagant silver dress.

I can't even remember how I got there,  to that party,  but I will always remember the sight of her and how I,  half intoxicated,  chatted her up and actually managed to get her undivided attention.  

As said,  Rick had warned me not to get involved with her. He had an eye for 'trouble', but,  you know,  I had my plan and this scrumptious woman was going to fit that perfectly.  

To this day I'm still not sure if she was playing with me,  like a cat with her prey,  or if I had enamored her with my charm.

By the end of the night, having abandoned Rick and Alana, I found myself in Neesha's arms, or in hindsight,  claws,  in what seemed to be a former hotel somewhere in the city.  She had made the hotel her home  and the top room,  with a huge skylight,  was her den.  

I don't know how many times we fucked, but it seemed like we did nothing else for days.  It was like I was under her spell and I couldn't get free and I am man enough to admit that my dick actually hurt! 

You know,  as vampires,  we recover quickly,  also on that front,  but after Neesha,  I was about ready to be celebate for the rest of my immortal life. 

At some point,  I must have seen the light and realize that I wasn't ready to have my existence ended by sex.  Even if death by sex sounds pleasant enough.  So,  I ran and didn't look back and my not so brilliant plan of getting a vampire companion went out the door with me.  I didn't stay celibate of course,  but those are stories for another time. 

Anyway,  I'm not sure why I wrote down this memory.  Maybe it's because Ames was fishing for embarrassing stories from the past and I didn't really want to confess all this to her.  Or maybe it's a way of letting go. Now if only Alana could do the same. 

Time to say goodnight for now and hide you well,  my dear diary.  I'm ready to join my sweet Ames in bed, cuddle up to her and make pleasant memories.

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To be within your God...

Where others would go insane you found happiness and comfort, staying next to the god who made you feel safe despite his nature.

Fandom: King in Yellow

2 endings: Endosoma and Sentient fat (Endosoma is posted before Sentient fat)

Words: 3811/4213/5011

CW: gooey non-fatal digestion, reformation mention, eldritch pred

This was one of the most unexpected things that could’ve ever happened to you. Nothing could have possibly prepared you for such an outcome, yet you didn’t complain, because this is, perhaps, the greatest outcome you could’ve wished for.

It was a weekend, and right now you were sitting in the embrace of an eldritch god, who was known through a certain book and stageplay by many as the King in Yellow… Hastur himself… He was gently caressing your back and giving you gentle scratches, purring as you massaged his chest. It all happened so strangely- You found the book, but despite knowing that it will drive you insane you still read it, your curiosity was eating at you. Yet even after the second chapter you still felt fine, you were fascinated with what you’ve read! The true meaning of life, the meaning behind the humankind… It shocked and maybe scared you a bit, but nothing really drove you insane. After this you did get a bit obsessive though, making one of your rooms into a small shrine to show your appreciation to the King, sacrificing him food and some cute things like plushies, cozy blankets. You didn’t dare to gift monetary things or jewelry; you knew the King does not wear a crown or fancy rich gifts…

After some time you found one of his belongings… a cute handmade pin with his symbol on it… You took it with you and added to your shrine, but you possessing it now made the King come over to you personally. He stood in the middle of your room, looming over you, obviously being so much taller than an average human being. His yellow robes gently swayed and moved around like they were alive, ribbons carefully inspected you as you just stood there, frozen, too stunned to do anything. He was wearing a pale, ceramic mask that covered his face, yet allowed you to clearly see his shiny, black and gold eyes that were shaped like one of a cuttlefish. The King reached his palm out to you and asked to give his pin back, but you didn’t move, just staring at him… You carefully took his hand and kissed the back of it, stroking it gently, which left Hastur dumbfounded- “What do you think you are doing?” he wanted to ask, but didn’t get a chance as you came closer and hugged him, nuzzling his silky robes…

“I am not sure what is happening within your mind, but I did not come to play your games, young one.” King spoke in a stern tone, taking you and gently pulling away from himself.

“My apologies, my King… I just never thought I…would actually see you personally…” you start, “It’s so unbelievable, it’s something I’ve been wishing for since I’ve read your book! And now you are here!” a smile spreads across your face as you reach to gently rub the mask, “I will return your pin, my King, just please, let me spend some time with you… At least 5 minutes…”

To say that Hastur was appalled is to say nothing. Mortals rarely react to his existence in any way but screaming in absolute horror and going crazy. Some ask for mercy, some ask to serve him just to save their skin, but you- What even are you? What drives you to be so fascinated by the eldritch god of knowledge and chaos, decadence and insanity? Yet… Despite feeling lost Hastur also felt intrigued, fascinated… Because it is indeed a rare sight… And to tend to his curiosity he decided to agree to stay with you for a bit. This made you so happy…

The next 5 minutes you just spent in his embrace, hugging the large being and snuggling in his robes. The ribbons were wrapping around you in a sort of hug, rubbing and gently squeezing you as they felt how relaxed you were. Amazing… so stunning… And you were just happy to feel his warmth, be caressed and stroked… Since then the King would regularly visit you. He ultimately made a decision to let you keep his pin, so he could easily find you and come to you no matter where you were, visit you and tend to you… Hastur never thought that he will grow so attached to a simple human, yet there he was, now laying with you on a sofa and hugging you… He usually wasn’t too talkative, he was a being of action rather than speech. He would ask simple questions like if you are hungry or tired, or would like to go anywhere on walks, but very often he’d bring you nice and comfy clothes, would brush your hair, help you take baths, give you massages and such, gift you pastries he baked himself. Too bad you couldn’t tell anyone about him… Hastur would be fun at parties! The King enjoyed simple walks in parks, forests or mountains the most. Considering his natural ability to teleport almost wherever he’d like, traveling around with him was so wonderful! In a blink of an eye you both could go anywhere your hearts desired, admire the nature, the culture, everything the earthly places had to offer… And no matter how much you stayed with the King you were always as fascinated by him as ever… So now you were wrapped up in his robes, hugged and caressed, enjoying a moment before Hastur would leave again…

This would be yet another calm day, if not for you finding out a very specific trait of the eldritch god. He enjoyed grooming himself from time to time- Perhaps your ideas about his robes being a part of him aren’t so bizarre now. You were watching TV together as that happened, he just suddenly turned a bit away and started licking his arm. You did spot a wound there, so maybe it was the cause-

“Hey, Hassie? Is everything alright?” you asked him, gently rubbing his back.

“Ah? Yes, everything is indeed alright.” King replied as he looked at you, “My apologies, but I am trying to seal my wound up faster so it would stop bothering me.” he explained before continuing.

You watched him gently brush his silky looking tongue against the surface of his robe and skin, blushing a bit at the sight- His wound indeed sealed up quite fast after this, leaving a small scar behind, just as you were about to offer him bandages. But you also kept thinking of this- Of how his tongue would feel, how nice it would be and how you also want to get a cute tongue bath-

“Um… Hastur-? I know it’s going to sound really weird, but- Can you please tongue bathe me-?” you ask, stumbling on your words a bit.

“Did I hear you correctly, dear?” King looked at you, “You wish to be tongue bathed by me?”

“Y-yes-“ your face turned a bit red in embarrassment, “How you were cleaning your arm looked so… nice and cute… And your tongue looks so soft and silky…” you almost whisper to him.

“I never thought that humans are interested in such activities and would give such compliments.” King tilted his head.

“It’s quite unnatural, really… It’s considered a kink or a fetish in some ways.” you shrug a bit, “We don’t tongue bath each other, you know?”

“That I know, of course. It is just odd to hear from a human, but I am not here to judge you.” the King carefully made you lay down before he leaned down to you, “Are you sure you want this? I would not want to make you uncomfortable.”

“Oi-!” you blush deeply as this massive hunk of a beast leans down to you, “I- I don’t! At all! It will be an honor really!” you giggle a bit like an absolute fool, going silent and gasping as he started to undress you, knowing clothes are not a part of you. And did you stop him? No. Why would you? You really wanted this and you were struggling to hold yourself away from just hugging and kissing him all over. He left your underwear and tank top on though.

Once your clothes were off Hastur’s hot breath brushed against your skin, tickling it a bit, and then you felt a very gentle and soft lick against your belly… His tongue was just as soft and silky like his robes… Made you think that perhaps you are right, the yellow tattered clothes are indeed a part of him- But you clean your head off of any thoughts as you just start to enjoy the process, relaxing~ Hastur’s thick tongue gently brushed against your body, coating you in a thin layer of slime and saliva as he was determined to cover every inch of you, besides the private parts- Eldritch god was starting to purr, blushing as he enjoyed this little odd session, and so you were getting flustered, blushing as well as you hugged the King…

A very strange thought ran through your mind… You gently rubbed Hastur’s head, scratching it and making him purr even louder, all while thinking of him… eating you… A shiver went down your spine- Just why did you think of it?! Hastur noticed your distress and immediately stopped, and involuntarily listening to your thoughts-

“My dear, what’s wrong?...” he asked, putting his mask back on, sitting up and putting you on his lap, “Is everything alright?...”

“Y..yes… Yes, I’m sorry for interrupting you, I just remembered something- weird- You know?” you gesture a bit as you tried to excuse yourself.

“…” the King just stared at you for some time before gently stroking your head, “I… accidentally looked into your mind and… saw what you wanted me to do-“ he said a bit awkwardly and shyly-

Well, that sent you into a panicking fit as you trembled and held onto Hastur’s robe, “N-no! Please, don’t say anything! Don’t even keep this in mind, it was just a weird thought!” he most likely knew you are a bit of a vorarephiliac, but since he is a creature not familiar with human behavior you’ve got scared he may actually do this to you-

“Even if I would eat you it would be safe, my dear.” he says, petting you gently and stroking your back to calm you down, “I can easily control my acids, and if I do digest you I could reform you with no trouble. And the process itself isn’t painful in the slightest.” King explains, carefully brushing your hair with his claws. Wait, so… he was okay with this? And- it’s all safe?...

“I… I didn’t think you would be into this kind of thing…” you say.

“Ah, I have a big village and a huge palace with loads of people under my care. I did meet some like you before and they trust me with eating them.” he held his hand at his core, smiling a bit behind a mask, “I would not hurt someone who trusts and helps me, and I definitely would never hurt someone I love and adore.” King leaned down and gave you a gentle kiss.

You blushed and froze a bit, looking up at him before carefully hugging and nuzzling him. Hastur just gently rubbed your back and gave you gentle scratches.

“If you would like to try this I am ready to provide. Just make sure to not punch and scratch me too much.” King chuckled, squishing your cheeks gently.

“Owki-“ you chuckled as he squished your cheeks. You took his hands and gently rubbed them, “Alright… I think I’m ready-“ a slightly nervous sigh escapes you.

“Alright, my dear. But please, if you will panic too much just tell me to spit you out. I will not keep you trapped within my gut.” Hastur says, smiling softly, “Would you like me to engulf you feet first or head first?”

Now that was a tough question- Do you want to gaze down a pulsing abyss as you slide down a tight, slimy gullet to the King’s tight stomach as he rubs your sides and tastes you? Or do you want to see him slowly swallow you, inching up your body, lapping at you and holding your hand for comfort? Goodness, that was so hard…

“Feet first please…” you whisper, looking away shyly, but leaning into a pet once Hastur gently rubbed your cheek.

“Then so be it.” he nodded, leaning down to nuzzle your head and kiss it.

You smile and giggle, scritching underneath Hastur’s chin to make him purr and taking his mask off. King leans down to peck your cheek, smiling and hugging you. Soon he moves backwards a bit and leans down to your legs. His eyes glanced at you, watching to make sure you still were fine with this idea and didn’t change your mind. Seeing your pink from blushing face was like a signal that he can start. King carefully took your feet in his mouth and started to engulf, going down your legs slowly and gently to not scare you… His plush tongue brushed against your flesh, tasting it and leaving trails of slime and saliva, soft flesh pulsed around them with every light gulp. It felt so nice and relaxing, even if strange… Your toes could feel warm, slimy flesh… Once King reached your hips you weren’t ashamed anymore, you were just content, enjoying the pulsing of his throat as he swallowed more of you. Hastur wasn’t teasing you and was very gentle, only licking at your sides sometimes for more flavor.

Soon you felt your toes press against the floor of his stomach. That made you flinch, but you calmed down quickly as King held your hand. His shiny eyes were filled with worry and care as he stopped swallowing, making sure you are okay… “I’m… I’m good…” you nodded, smiling and gently squeezing his hand. He nodded and continued, getting to your chest, then neck, leaving only your arms and head… It was so weird, so surreal, but here you are, with almost your whole body engulfed… King’s soft insides pulsed around you, trying to pull you down more, yet he kept you still, waiting for you to give him a sign that you are ready to be swallowed fully… Once you nod he carefully slurps the rest of you up and finally gulps you down, rubbing over the large bulges you were making on his chest and abdomen. It was a fast trip, and soon you were in a slightly cramped, silky stomach- Hastur muffled a belch and laid down onto his side, exhaling and rubbing his belly.

You were in a slight shock for some time before you finally made a move, reaching to touch a surprisingly soft and smooth wall- Around the flesh some patterns were drawn around, emitting a soft glow that lit up the place enough for you to see. Walls made it looked like you were inside a ball made out of bandages, like a mummy- They had a dark violet color, had weird “seams” on them and were just a bit slimy, not enough to soak you. Suddenly though a seam opened up and you saw an eye, which made you squeak in fear.

“Ah, my apologies, my dear!” Hastur said, closing that eye- “I just wanted to make sure you are alright in there… You did not make a sound until now…”

“Oi, I- I’m quite okay, just- maybe a bit shocked…” you reply, sighing a bit shakingly before sitting up as best as you could and rubbing the silky walls, “Weird belly, patterns, eyes… Well- you are an eldritch god after all!” you chuckled.

“Yes, yes… Those eyes are were so I could see my prey and make sure they are feeling alright and don’t need any medical attention. I did have one cultist who lost his consciousness once I swallowed him-“ King rubbed the back of his head, a bit embarrassed.

“To be honest I’m kinda surprised I didn’t-“ you giggle shyly, “It was a bit scary- I… This whole being eaten thing is usually just a fantasy, you know?..”

“Yes, I understand. But you can rest assured that no matter what course of actions you will chose from that point on – you will be safe and sound.” Hastur said, patting his belly and feeling over the bulges you were making.

“Course of actions… Well for now I would like to just- rest here…” you said, carefully lying down and listening to soft growls of King’s gut. Huh… this is just how you imagined it in your mind… Soft, warm… The steady breathing of the King was like a song, his core vibrated and made soft “beats” to accompany the atmosphere. The more you listened the more you relaxed and enjoyed it, smiling and nuzzling the soft walls, rubbing them, which made Hastur purr happily, “This…is so nice…” you whispered, gently rubbing between the “ribbons” of the stomach, “I like it…”

“Mmm… I’m glad you are starting to enjoy it, my dear.” King rubbed his belly, “I wouldn’t want to hurt you or scare you this way, I hope you know that.”

“Of- of course. It’s just that primal fear that almost overtook me…” you nod.

“I understand it.” Hastur purred, summoning ribbons inside his stomach for them to wrap around you in a hug, “If you would want anything from me then please just ask.”

“Alrighty, thank you, Hastur.” you smiled and snuggled up within the silky ribbons. Your curiosity did take you over a little and you started to fidget a bit. You rubbed a bit at the pyloric sphincter, and that made Hastur jump, which in turn shook you. Oh well- better not touch it- You collected some slime, squishing it and humming. It was warm and soft, wet, of course. Oddly, it smelled of bananas and some lemons… You noticed eyes watching you, so you smiled and waved, showing that you are just exploring before you’d make a next move.

Endosoma ending

A couple of hours passed, at least it felt like it. King was trying to watch a TV, but from feeling so full, since he was much smaller than his regular size as he ate you, he was napping right now. You didn’t mind, resting as well as the churning and the soft gurgles cradled you. That was quite the best rest you’ve gotten in the past few years- King didn’t squirm at all and didn’t even snore. He was laying on a sofa, covered with a fluffy duvet, hand serving as a support for his head. He would occasionally make strange yet silent “growls” that sounded like that of a lion, but it didn’t exactly have a follow up. Sometimes his ribbons would squish his belly gently and hug it, acting on their own accord in a way, or the King was just acting in his sleep. This whole thing made you very happy, especially the little hugs.

Staying inside a belly like that still was a little weird, but quite fine. You didn’t think this would be possible, but here you are. You looked around again, looking at the glinting patterns and watching the walls squeeze as they churned. Stomach was growling softly, faintly, and would occasionally churn around you. A soft sigh escaped you as you reached to rub more, brushing against the soft flesh, getting your palms a bit slimy. If only you could bring snacks to this place- Might as well leave it only for work and studies. Hmm… You probably should ask him about the snacks part-

Quite soon though the King woke up, yawning and stretching nicely, which squeezed you just a bit and woke you up as well.

“Oh goodness-“ an eye in his belly saw you awakened, “My deepest apologies… I didn’t want to wake you up…”

“No no, it’s okay. I wasn’t sleeping for quite a while now!” you stretched too, “If I’d sleep for any more I wouldn’t be sleeping this night.” you chuckled and patted a wall, “Do you want to let me go or can I stay for some more time?”

“As much as I would love to stay for longer and keep you inside I need to go back to my palace.” King rubbed his belly gently, “You are not ready to leave with me yet.”

You nodded, sighing and sitting up carefully, pushing a bit against esophageal sphincter. Hastur held back a burp and went to get a basin and towels before carefully pushing up the bottom of his belly, starting to regurgitate you. Walls squeezed against you a bit hard, pushing you up King’s esophagus towards his throat. It was a challenge to spit out a whole human, even if swallowing them was quite easier for him- Some slime and saliva dripped from his mouth, landing in a basin he prepared just for that. He carefully rubbed the bulges you were making on his chest, making sure you were alright. You had to stop moving almost completely for Hastur to have easier time spitting you out, and after some struggle he finally managed to regurgitate you, letting you lay on a towel.

You were all so slimy and wet, a bit winded, but fine. You wiped the slime off your face and looked up at Hastur, smiling.

“You desperately need a bath.” he said.

“Yeah-“ you giggled, getting picked up in his arms, “Are you gonna help me again?~”

“Of course.” King nodded, carrying you away to a bathroom. He put all your clothes to wash, filled a tub up for you, adding bubbles and flavory soaps, smiling as he scrubbed you with a sponge as he cleaned off all the slime. You were really content with this, smiling happily and leaning into the gentle touch of a god, humming and sometimes reaching to scratch his chin. After a prolonged bath you were dried, dressed up in warm pajamas and fed. King decided that you need some good food after staying inside him for quite a while, so he cooked you a hearty meal and brewed you some green tea with a spoonful of honey.

“Thank you so much, Hastur.” you smiled, “I had a great time with you!”

“I am glad, yes.” Hastur rubbed your head, “It was an interesting experience for me as well, especially feeling you becoming more familiar and trustful of me.” he chuckled, “If you would ever want to just rest inside me then feel free to tell me. I would gladly keep you within my body.”

You nodded, nuzzling up to him, but soon having to say goodbye to him. Of course it wasn’t the final one, and you were excited for his next visit. Just every time he leaves you feel a bit lonely.

Sentient fat ending

You crossed your arms then and started thinking… You thought about King’s words regarding this whole thing. How this is safe even if he digests you and you will just be reformed… He even said it’s not painful… But will it be gory?

“Hastur?” you called.

“What’s the matter?” Hastur asked, rubbing over you.

“Can you please explain your…digestive process? You said it’s not painful and not fatal, but… I’d like to hear more..”

Hastur hummed, realizing what you want to do, and nodded, “Alright, listen then, my dear. The acids my stomach secretes are slimy and gooey, that look a bit like purple caramel of sorts. They only tingle your body gently, but don’t hurt or do any damage while dissolving clothes. Once they seep into your body they will start to gently soften you up, melting you slowly, like you are an ice cream on a hot sunny day.” Hastur was explaining, “After you will fully melt into a colorful mush you will be drained further down my system to get absorbed completely.” he patted his belly gently, “There will be fluffy villi to scoop the mush up and ingest, but you probably will sleep through this.”

You nodded, humming and looking around. That didn’t sound bad, and it did match with how you usually imagined that process… Thinking of it made you smile a bit as you looked into one of the eyes, “Would you like to…let me try this?”

“You want to be digested, my dear?”

“Y..yeah- I kinda do.” you nodded, “But after digesting- is there anything else you can do besides immediately reforming me?”

“Ah yes, of course. I can store you on the pudge your digested form will give me~” King purred, blushing softly, “We will be able to talk, you will feel my every touch, the brush of my silk, and you will be safe and cosy~”

That made you blush- It sounded so nice and perhaps even a bit intimate. Being a part of your beloved King? Even if just for some time? It’s an opportunity you shouldn’t miss! It scared you a bit though, “Will I be okay?”

“You will be. Just like I said before.” King rubbed his belly, patting it, “I will just reform you once you will feel like you had enough of fun.” he chuckled softly.

You hummed, scratching your shoulder shyly before exhaling, “I think I’m certain I want this… I want to become one with you, my King… Want us to be together…” you nuzzled his wall and kissed it.

Hastur smiled, humming softly as he settled down more comfortably both for you and him, “Then settle down nicely, my dear~ It will be warmer soon~” he hums, hearing his belly starting to growl more and a bit louder.

You pressed your hand against where his palm was, smiling before looking around. You spotted some slime starting to drip down from the walls, pooling underneath you lazily and bubbling a bit. You lowered your hand to it, scooping a bit up and feeling just a little bit tingly, but mostly ticklish. It was odd, but also fascinating. The walls around you started churning just a bit, rubbing some acids onto your body so they’d start working. Hastur did watch you still, making sure you were feeling fine, and you indeed were. You smiled as you spotted his eyes again, splashing a bit in the slime as it rose to your hips. You could feel them starting to dissolve your clothes, quite efficiently; your body felt warm, felt like it was getting massaged all over. Such a strange sensation, but god, you loved it~ Leaning down against a wall you started to relax, smiling contently as walls churned, helping the acids with softening you up to soon break your body down.

King was rubbing his belly actively, sloshing it gently and feeling over you. He muffled some burps, but a particularly big one managed to escape him, squeezing you a bit. He was very apologetic, but you just giggled and said it was all fine. No matter how many times he did this he always felt lovely at his core that people trust him like this and are willing to do this. As much as Hastur still didn’t understand why some people wanted this he was ready to give them such comfort, it didn’t take anything from him, it only gave him more affection. And chub- Thankfully his metabolism didn’t require him to work it all off for a long time, it eventually would go away.

At this point you were quite soft and mushy, like a creamy dish of sorts. The sensation was oddly pleasant, vibrations from Hastur’s purring were going through your whole melty body, the churning massaged you and cradled, making you soon start to nod off before you’d get drained further down. To the King it was for the best, it was your first time after all, no need to overwhelm you with all these new feelings. King watched his belly start to slowly shrink down, gurgling happily as it worked around his sweet prey. He blushed, purring louder and closing his eyes to fully dive into the blissful pleasure. Once it was all done his guts let out a final, loud growl, and he let a burp escape him. No shame in some indulgence. King felt your essence settling in within a pudge on his doughy belly, so he reached to put his hand on it and smile.

You gasped and woke up, feeling really weird and not yourself. You could squirm and move a bit, and as you did so you heard King chuckling.

“That tickles~” he hummed.

“Oh! Oh god- I-“ you stutter a bit, squirming more, “I’m- I’m actually a part of you-“ you squeak and make his belly blush, “Your body is so warm and cosy…”

“I told you it will be all fine and pleasant~” King purred, stroking his belly more, “You gave me quite some pudge~ My followers will love it~”

“Wait- You- Are you taking me to the palace?” you ask.

“Yes yes, I think like this it will be all safe.” Hastur nods, getting up carefully and stretching, which made his belly jiggle just a bit, “I will let you go as soon as you will tell me you want to.”

“Aww.. Thank you, my King~” you chuckle, snuggling up on his chub, feeling happy and relaxed, especially as robes brushed against you, “Do your followers give you belly rubs?”

“…Why yes- of course-“ he sounded a bit embarrassed.

“Does that mean all the rubs they will give you I will feel as well-?” you blush too, giggling, “I can’t wait to feel that!”

King blushed even more, making you feel a bit hot even. He wrapped himself up in his robes and made a portal to teleport back to his palace. It’s going to be a wonderful day, you were absolutely sure! Warm and safe, cosy place accompanied with soon to follow belly rubs from Hastur’s followers promised to be absolutely amazing~ You just need to not lose yourself too much in bliss, or you could probably stay here for weeks-

[tiny-silver-dragon]

Small Fact List

General Facts

Charlie has multiple habits that seem kind of related to her ability (namely chasing lights/laser pointers, bringing back thrown things).

Used to be self-conscious about her heterocromia but not anymore.

In possession of a small hoard of shiny stuff (basically anything she finds while wandering around Yokohama- anything from shiny buttons to jewelry and other random stuff).

She has a habit of hoarding food and eats basically anything that's edible with a preference for fish.

Can swim and loves to swim. Throw her into any body of water and she'll be a happy child.

Likes hugs and cuddles. Can and will fall asleep though.

Give her headpats and she'll love you forever (/hj).

Can and will bite if given a reason.

Easily confused.

Q (@q-loves-chaos) taught her about glitter bombs and she's decided that glitter is pretty.

Her favorite color is red.

Makes friends rather than enemies and doesn't mind befriending people who weren't nice to her before.

Sneaky. Sometimes.

Would absolutely adore How to train your Dragon. Someone please introduce her to the movies (would likely also love the books).

Can't read.

She likes imitating the people she's close to (such as Verlaine's hairstyle, Rimbaud's scarf, Kris' punk-ness).

Knows how to curse in French (courtesy of listening in on @iwaitforthestorm).

Speaks English, Japanese and German.

She is, in fact, German despite never

She tends to address Verlaine as "Papa" and Rimbaud (@villuminationsv) as "Pére"- using French because they are French.

So far hasn't realized that her brother (@there-might-be-demons) speaks German (iirc).

Has never played a video game ever.

She likes cats.

Her favorite season is summer.

Birthday: 7th June

Ability Facts

Her ability does not heal her like Atsushi's does. Meaning she cannot regenerate limbs or heal injuries in seconds.

She can see a lot better in the dark than the average human, meaning she has some sort of night vision.

Her senses are generally slightly heightened. Sneaking up on her is quite hard.

She can turn her teeth into fangs at will, but she can't turn her fingernails into claws.

She's a dragon, but she can't breathe fire.

Charlie, when in her dragon form, is really warm despite not being able to breathe fire. Tiny furnace.

16!Charlie would be about the size of a golden retriever in her second form going by shoulder height.

She is very much capable of growling, hissing and purring. Though she can also make a noise that can almost be considered a sort of chirping. She can do that while human too.

She keeps the heterocromia as well as the dot beneath her eye.

Her scales are a light silver-grey with a bit darker patterns, while the fur is white. Her horns are black.

Obviously incapable of flight- no wings.

Art

Picrews

[ga-yuu]

@midnightmiscreant I chose Kurama for you.

Kurama's Romantic END~His POV

The day after a sweet night in Hiraizumi...

Kurama: "Don't get so puffed up."

Yoshino standing next to me made an easy-to-understand face and watching that made me smile.

Yoshino: "Just saying, this all your fault."

(You still don't seem to understand that I find it more amusing when you behave like this)

Kurama: "Yes, that's right. Because you incite me without warning."

Yoshino: "That's not true at all!"

Yoshino started sulking.

The reason was that I tormented her a lot last night in the empty hallway and in my room because....

Yoshino is terrifyingly lovely to look at when she is embarrassed thinking about the memories of shame and pleasure.

That's why----I have no intention to stop devouring her or playing with her as I pleased.

(In return, I'll make you happy. At least for now)

Kurama: "I think I went overboard last night, so I'll listen to your wishes right away."

I stroked her hair gently and after a moment, Yoshino nods her head slowly in a bashful manner.

Yoshino: ".....Mm."

(This is something so trivial. But it feels good)

Her honest reaction made me love her even more.

Kurama: "But is this really all you want?"

(If you want, I can grant you any number of extravagant wishes)

Yoshino: "Mm. Yes."

Kurama: "Then come here."

As per her request, I lifted her in my arms.

Kurama: "Let's go."

Holding her slender body, I kicked the ground at the edge of the cliff without hesitation.

My wings fluttered, soaring with ease.

Kurama: "You've conveniently lost all strength from your body."

Sensing the sound of ridicule, Yoshino glares at me...

(You were in a good mood)

I resisted the urge to bully her and showed her the site below.

Kurama: "Look down, Yoshino."

Kurama: "That's the mansion where we live."

Yoshino: "Ah...."

Yoshino's eyes widen and sparkled with excitement.

(It seems you liked it)

The roofs of houses and the roads of the city are an unusual sight for Yoshino unlike for me.

Kurama: "The stretch over there is the center of the town."

Kurama: "You have never been there yet, right? I'll take you to the jewelry shop there."

Yoshino: "Yes! I will be looking forward to it."

(If Tamamo hears that I showed a human, a human's shop, he will surely laugh at me)

I think of the bad-natured fox and decided to keep quiet the next time I see him.

It still felt strange to talk about such trivial things with Yoshino in this way.

(But it doesn't feel unpleasant)

This feeling of restlessness must be due to my love for Yoshino.

Yoshino: "What's that building with the shiny golden roof over there?"

Kurama: "A temple. I heard it's currently being rebuilt."

Yoshino: "Being rebuilt?"

Kurama: "After Yoshitsune was banished by the Shogunate, it burnt to the ground in a war."

Yoshino's face clouded over at the fact that I had casually told her.

Kurama: "Why are you making that face?"

Yoshino: "I don't belong to the Shogunate anymore, but it still feels awkward."

(It's none of your concern)

While half-astonished, I searched for words to say to Yoshino.

Kurama: "Humans are strange creatures."

Kurama: "When they are devastated, they would gather around the light of Yoshitsune...."

Kurama: "And then they find themselves trying to rebuild what was broken."

(In the past, I didn't care about where the weak came from)

I didn't see the point in rebuilding it for posterity if it would break down again in a dull war anyway.

(But now----)

Kurama: "The town of Hiraizumi used to be called the Golden City. That temple and others are remnants of that name."

Kurama: "People will inherit ephemeral lives and in a few generations they will reclaim the golden city."

When I say what I feel, Yoshino, who has been listening to it murmurs happily.

Yoshino: "I'm glad. Kurama sees human life in that way."

Kurama: "Recently, I only started looking at it from that perspective."

I looked straight at Yoshino's surprised face.

Kurama: "When I met you, I discovered the inexplicable power of humans."

Kurama: "I have seen it before, but I didn't know how to describe it."

Kurama: "I understand a little now."

Kurama: "The power of an ant-like being to move mountains can be described as compassion or love."

(I already know that its power is something strong enough to exorcise the darkness)

Yoshino: "Kurama..."

Yoshino smiles happily.

Yoshino: "Then Kurama, having discovered love, must have become an even stronger demon than before."

Kurama: "Of course."

In the wind, I gently put strength into the arm that held Yoshino.

Kurama: "You have a brave and kind heart for a regular human."

Kurama: "But since you're so vulnerable...this Kurama will protect you."

Kurama: "To make sure your life doesn't go to waste...let's be together as much as possible and cherish it."

As long as Yoshino is by my side, my wings will never break.

They will continue to flap forever.

Yoshino: ".....Thank you."

A honest word of gratitude came out of Yoshino.

It resonates in my heart so much now.

Yoshino: "If Kurama protects my body and life, I want to protect Kurama's heart."

Kurama: "My heart?"

Yoshino: "Yes. Because I was attracted to Kurama's integrity, which no one could tarnish."

Yoshino: "So your strength and kindness that only I know, will never be lost."

Kurama's eyes narrowed when he saw Yoshino laughing again at him.

(So dazzling)

(Is it the sunlight? No, not just that)

Kurama: "The sky today, is extraordinarily blue."

Yoshino: "Really?"

The sky is dazzlingly blue as if I am seeing it for the first time.

Yoshino: "Then I'm lucky to see such blue skies with someone I love."

Kurama: "....Ah."

(Just holding you in my arms makes such a difference in the way I see things... you have no idea)

Bringing her face close, I gently snatched her lips.

Yoshino: ".....Mm."

Yoshino let out a sweet sigh and her cheeks were red.

Kurama: "No one will see us here. So I don't want you to complain like last night."

Yoshino: "Come on...!"

Before her mouth could open to protest, I kissed her again as we fly in the sky together.

(In this woman's ephemeral life, let only loving memories remain forever)

Just before I kissed her deeply, I saw her eyes closing....

And under the beautiful blue sky, Yoshino's cheeks were on fire.

[misslavenderlady]

Pretty In Pink 🎀

David/Michael

Summary: Michael has always longed to try out more feminine things but held back his desires due to shame and embarrassment. With David eager to play, that's all about to change. He can finally fulfill his desires with no judgement~

TW: This fic goes into detail about homophobia from a parent and forced heteronormativity and gender-binary standards. It's brief, but just be advised if this is a topic that's troubling for you!

WARNINGS: Nsfw/Smut/18+ Readers Only, Referenced Child Abuse (Michael's dad is just a homophobic dick), Friends to Lovers, Closeted Character, Feminization, Crossdressing, Femininity, Lingerie, Coming Out, Fantasy Fulfilling, Gaining Confidence, Flirting, First Kiss, Making Out, Touch-Starved, Grinding, Dress Up, Groping, Sexual Tension, Neck Kissing, Finger Sucking, Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, Pet Names, Mirror Sex, Voyeurism, Hand Jobs, Nipple Play, Women's Underwear, Underwear staining, Dom/sub, licking cum, Aftercare, Happy Ending, David is lowkey a sugar daddy, Human/Vampire Relationship

“Don’t be such a sissy. Boys don’t play with girly shit. Be a man, Michael!”

That was the kind of harsh stuff that Michael’s father used on him when he was a child. He was a curious little 5-year-old who had gotten into his mother’s makeup because the lipsticks and creams all looked like art supplies. He hadn’t made too much of a mess, nor had he broken anything, yet when his father found out what he was doing, he screamed until he was red in the face.

All because it was a universal rule that boys didn’t wear makeup. If they tried it, there was something “wrong” with them. Even if they were still in kindergarten and didn’t understand the gravity of the situation. Michael was grown up now and still remembered how ashamed his father made him feel that day.

As Michael went through the ups and downs of adolescence, he tried his hardest not to be caught doing anything “sissy” again. He only talked about sports and girls when he was with his friends, never put any extra effort into his appearance, and acted disgusted about anything slightly feminine. It would be a death sentence if he strayed from the path of masculinity.

It was pure hell. The older he got, the more he hated acting “manly” all the time. 

Whenever he passed by girls at school who were showing off their newest pieces of makeup, he felt a hint of jealousy that they got to be excited about that, but he couldn’t. Whenever the girlfriends of his buddies painted their nails at lunchtime, he wondered what color would look best for him. When he looked at Playboy magazines like a “normal” teenage boy, there was a lingering thought of “I wish I could try on those panties”.

But he couldn’t act on his desires, no matter what. His father was barely there for him to begin with, and Michael didn’t want to lose whatever sliver of bonding they had by losing his “manliness”. The divorce of his parents and the move to Santa Carla only complicated things more. His father didn’t want anything to do with him or Sam, so it would just be the two brothers and their mom from then on. 

That meant Michael would be the man of the house, only enforcing the pressure more. 

He would work hard labor and help provide an income to help out the family, but he still couldn’t indulge in the things he secretly yearned for. Sadness overwhelmed him when he thought about never getting the possibility of doing so.

At least, that’s what he thought until he met the Lost Boys. 

They’d all instantly taken him in as a friend, welcoming him to their club within days of him moving to Santa Carla. Michael was happy to follow their lead and grateful to have some companions. The only thing that threw him off was how the four of them presented themselves. They kept their hair flowing and shiny, wore makeup around their eyes, and had countless pieces of jewelry to decorate their hands, necks, and ears with. 

Michael never knew any guy back in Arizona that was so comfortable and expressive. The Lost Boys were so tough, yet so open. They didn’t even worry about strangers calling them offensive things. In a way, he envied how brave they were.

Those feelings got stronger on one night in particular. The boys had dragged Michael along to a strip of stores in the city. Most of them carried a bunch of tourist items like cheesy t-shirts and key chains with various names on them. But they assured Michael there were some hidden gems for the locals. Never before had he seen a group of guys so excited about finding new, flashy clothes and accessories. 

In a way, it actually brought him comfort. Like he didn’t have to be so on edge with how he acted. The more he spent time with them, the more relaxed he felt. 

And then a particular store caught his eye.

Right in between a bookstore and a surfboard shop was a boutique. A lingerie boutique, to be exact.

Michael stopped in his tracks, blue eyes locked on the window that greeted him. The mannequins were each dressed in different sets; some frilly and dainty, some skimpy and seductive. But it was the one in the very middle that truly got his attention.

It was a rather romantic-looking set. A rosy pink bra and panty set made with lacy fabric. They both were cut low but still covered the mannequin well. All the guys back home would love to see their girlfriends in something like that, but Michael only thought about wearing it himself. 

He stepped closer to the window, eyes shining and wide as he watched his reflection line up perfectly with the shape of the mannequin, showing a glimpse of what that outfit would look like on his own body. Warmth traveled to his cheeks and his heartbeat picked up in speed. He’d never wanted to buy something so bad in his life.

“Find something good, Michael?”

God, he almost jumped out of his skin. Michael turned to see David standing behind him, arms crossed over his chest and a casual, yet slightly smug grin on his face. 

“Jesus Christ, don’t sneak up on a guy like that!” Michael scolded him, clutching his chest tightly. “I could have had a heart attack”

“Sorry about that, bud,” David said, not at all with a genuine apology. He was far too interested in what his new companion was looking at. They had been to so many different stores, yet nothing had caught the human’s eye. At least, not until now. 

When David leaned over to check the window behind him, a surge of panic ran through Michael’s body. He had been gawking at lingerie, of all things. He couldn’t let his new friend know why he was doing such a thing. Even if David and the others were more open to expressing themselves, Michael was too shy to even hint at such a thing. 

He had to find a way to deter David and keep him from figuring out what he was thinking about. 

“I wasn't doing anything!"

Real smooth, Michael. 

David raised an eyebrow in curiosity, but he did his best to skirt around any possible ideas going on in his head. 

"I mean, I wasn't doing anything except checking my reflection," Michael explained. "Thought I had something on my face, but I'm all good!"

Before David could even have a fraction of a second to ask any further questions, Michael bolted down the sidewalk, looking out for the others to catch up with. 

Rather than try to catch up and grill the guy for a better answer, David stayed behind, getting a better look at what was in the window. The grin on his face only stretched wider when he was greeted with the image of lace. 

He was no dummy. It was totally obvious why Michael was looking at it so longingly. It was quite adorable that a big, masculine guy like him wanted something so pretty.

What kind of friend would David be if he didn't give Michael exactly what he wanted? He kept such a sentiment in mind as he stepped into the store. 

He had some important shopping to do. 

Having the house to himself was a luxury Michael rarely got to enjoy. Even if he had space to himself in the massive home of his grandfather, it was still nice to have some alone time while lounging in the living room or getting a workout done on the patio. 

Tonight was one of those lucky nights. Grandpa and his mom were out for a father-daughter dinner and Sam was at a sleepover with the two weird kids from the comic shop. That meant peace and quiet just by himself. 

He had just been eating some dinner. Just a bowl of cereal, since he wasn't in the mood to cook. He was on his last bite of the sugary food before he was distracted by a faint noise.

Knock knock 

Confused, Michael stood up from his seat at the table and jogged over to the front door. Who could be showing up at this time?

With a pull at the doorknob, Michael swung the door open, coming face to face with a familiar set of blue eyes and bleached blond hair. 

"Evening, Michael," David greeted him, a playful expression on his face. 

"David! Hey, man!" he said, genuinely happy to see his friend. "Whatcha doin' here?" 

The blond smirked, leaning on one hand as he held onto the doorframe. The other hand was behind his back, obscuring something from view. 

"Oh, I was in the neighborhood and I thought I'd come by and show you one of the things I got from our little shopping spree yesterday" 

David revealed what was in his hand that had been hidden away. A small, white gift bag was tangling from two gloved fingers. There was no brand or store name on the material, leaving Michael completely unaware of where it was from. 

Still, his curiosity peaked, and David could see that quite clearly. 

"So, ya gonna invite me in or what?" 

Michael nodded, gesturing for his friend to enter the house. He knew his family wouldn't mind him having company over. His mother in particular worried about her sons being lonely and she was more than relieved when they started making friends. 

He gave David a quick tour of the house, casually going over rooms and features as they went. To his relief, David wasn't at all put off by the vast display of stuffed wild animals his grandfather had excessively decorated the place with. 

The two of them made their way up the staircase, heading straight to Michael's room. After being in Santa Carla for a while, he was excited to have a friend to show off his space to. The two of them laughed as they ran up each step and into his bedroom. 

"Here we are! This is where the magic happens," Michael said jokingly. It was still a bit of a mess with the remaining stuff from the move that he hadn't put away, but it did have a sense of charm to it. David nodded, approving of the space. 

"Nice and cozy," David complimented him. Not as cozy as the rafter he hung down from in the cave, but still very nice. He sat down at the foot of Michael's bed, making himself comfortable. 

"Now then," David said. "I'll bet you're wondering what I've got here, aren't you?" 

The gift bag was still in his hand as he held out his arm. He watched Michael carefully, feeling rather mischievous from the curiosity in the human's eyes. 

"Why don't you open it, Michael? I think you'll really like what's inside~"

Michael lifted an eyebrow while tilting his head ever so slightly. He hadn't a clue why David was being so coy about the contents, but he wasn't one to pass up the opportunity to open a gift. 

He took hold of the bag, eagerly peeling back the tissue paper that lined the inside. In the mix of white, a pop of color caught his eye. 

And when it did, his stomach dropped. 

Pink. Rosy pink, to be exact. 

His fingertips brushed against the fabric of lace and satin, making his blood run cold in his veins. It was the very set of bra and panties he saw the other day.

David knew. He figured out the real reason Michael had been staring so intensely at the boutique window. This had to be a prank. An act of blackmail. A sign that Michael was no longer his friend. 

Panic fueled his heart as he desperately tried to fix the situation.

"Li-Listen David, I c-can explain..!" Michael stuttered out. It was difficult to speak with such a large lump filling his throat. His hands shook, rustling the bag quite a bit. 

Yet David was acting the exact opposite. He was calm, cool, and collected. Completely unbothered by Michael's worried expression. If anything, he thought it was cute.

"Easy there, Michael. It's alright," he shushed the human. He stood from his seat, leaning in to place a gloved finger over Michael's lips. Even through the leather fabric, he knew they were soft. 

"Let me tell you some fun facts about me and my boys," David began. 

"Paul loves wearing skirts on special occasions because of the way they sway and move when he dances. Marko collects lipsticks and loves kissing with darker shades on so he can see the marks. Dwayne is exceptional at braiding hair. He especially likes adding flowers to the strands"

Michael's head was spinning. Out of all the things he expected David to say, this was certainly not one of them. 

"A-And you…?" 

"Me? I just really love having sex with other men~"

A hard throb shot through Michael's groin. All the years of knocking down anything that wasn't remotely heterosexual and masculine seemed so confusing to him now. He felt like he should be ashamed for being so intrigued, yet here he was, getting a little hot under the collar from David's boldness. 

"What…wh-why are you telling me all of this..?!" Michael managed to ask. It was so difficult to concentrate right now. 

David's devious smile did not help with that. 

"Because, Michael," he said, reaching down to tap the bag. "You're one of us now. You don't have to feel ashamed or pressured to hold back on the things you like"

David's eyes were firmly locked on Michael. A glimmer of excitement shone in the icy blue color. 

"Especially something that would make you look incredibly attractive~"

Now more than ever, Michael was overwhelmed by different thoughts in his head. The desire to finally try something feminine clashed with the fears brought on by his father's cruelty. He practically felt dizzy from it all. 

Yet here David was, the first friend he made after the move and not at all being judgmental about his wants. He was offering to help make a dream come true. 

So how could Michael possibly refuse? 

Carefully, he took the bag from David's hand, feeling somewhat jittery as he did so. While David sat back down on his spot on the bed, Michael ducked into his closet. Even if he was trying on underwear, he at least wanted just a small amount of privacy. 

T-shirt, jeans, socks, and briefs were tossed into the laundry basket, leaving Michael completely bare. He pulled the bra and panties out of the gift bag. Even in the dim light of the closet lightbulb, he admired the color of the fabric. 

The panties he slipped on one leg at a time, just as he normally would. It was such a new and strange sensation, feeling such soft and tight fabric covering his body. They ran ever so slightly too small, tugging at the skin a bit. 

The bra was a different story. He hadn't ever used one before, but after gawking at magazines for so long, he was able to figure out how to adjust the straps and the latches in the back before pulling it over his head. 

And so he was dressed and ready to show it off. Ready as he'd ever be. 

With a deep breath and a shaky hand, Michael pushed open the closet door. He stepped into the room, feeling shy as David caught his gaze. How could he not be when David was staring at him like the world's finest treasure? 

"Well, hello there~" the blond purred, eyeing him up and down. Michael's face was burning hot, embarrassment flooding over him. Never before had someone looked at him so intimately. 

"Get a little closer, Michael. No need to be shy~" 

Michael did as he was told, stepping from his spot to the center of the room. The fabric brushed against his skin with each step, clearly reminding him of what he was doing. 

Though it was snug, the outfit felt quite nice. Like he was always meant to try this. 

David kept his eyes focused as he stood up yet again. He crossed his arms over his chest and gestured to the full-length mirror Michael kept over his door. 

Each step towards it shot another jolt through his whole body. It was all happening so fast. 

And then his reflection filled the mirror. In the instance he caught sight of himself, Michael's feelings completely changed. Fear and intimidation and shame all melted away. 

He looked perfect. 

The cups of the bra held his pecs together, showing off the shape of his chest. He didn't understand how sizing worked for these things, but he didn't care. The way the material dipped downward and showed off his body was just how he wanted it to look. 

The panties rested nicely on his hips, leaving little to the imagination. Not only did the front not hide what he was packing, but turning around and looking back, he could see the curve of his ass hanging out as well. 

Michael had admired his physique many times before, but now it was like he was seeing himself for the first time. 

"I look so…"

"Lovely? Cute? Alluring?" David offered some descriptive words. Now behind Michael, he slipped a hand around, placing it right on his hip, just above the band of the panties. 

"Sexy~?" he purred. Michael could feel his heartbeat pick up in pace again. "Now that word fits you quite nicely~"

A tender smile formed on Michael's face as he drank the sight in some more. For once in his life, he looked at himself with complete joy. Happy with what he saw and had no lingering disappointment.

"I…gosh, I don't even know what to say…" he stammered. 

"Try me," David said. "Tell me, are you happy, Michael?" 

"I…It's funny…I thought if I ever did this stuff, I'd feel weak or disgusted. Maybe I'd feel like I was less of a man…"

David leaned over Michael's shoulder. He was grateful the human had given him permission to enter so he could see his own reflection next to Michael’s. It had been so long since he'd seen himself, and now he had the honor of being next to Michael for it. 

"And what is it you feel?" he asked, eyebrow raised in curiosity. 

"I just feel like…me," Michael simply stated. He ran his fingers over the lining of the bra, enjoying the patterns of the lace. "I don't feel like a different person, I just feel like I'm finally letting myself have something I always wanted" 

Any smugness David had going into this was replaced with genuine happiness for Michael. He wrapped his arms around the front of the human's body. Though he’d never really felt the embrace of another guy before, it felt right to let David do that. Hold him and be supportive. It helped Michael feel quite relaxed.

“Well, I for one, believe that pink is definitely your color,” David complimented him, nuzzling his bearded cheek against Michael’s neck. The sick feeling in his stomach was gone now, melting into the fluttery feeling of butterflies. Michael was enjoying David’s company a lot more than he anticipated. Though it felt good, it was all still a little scary.

“You’re…uh…you’re not gonna tell anyone about this…a-are you…?” he asked, voice getting a little shaky. “I know the others are cool with it, but…I…”

“Shhh~” David hushed him. He tugged Michael back into his arms a little more, still feeling quite affectionate. “Your secret is safe with me, Michael. You trust me, and I’ll help you with any other desires you want to come true~”

This intrigued the brunet boy deeply. He never felt this way about anyone before. Being a young man trying to blend in meant giving into lustful feelings towards women and pushing back attraction towards men. But David made it so easy to forget about those things. He never hesitated in giving and taking as he pleased.

Michael was starting to see how much that included him as well.

“Wh-What kind of desires…?”

“Anything,” David simply said. His lips ghosted over the skin on Michael’s throat, warm breath teasing at his nerves. Michael was certain his heart was going to burst straight out of his chest.

“If you want other pretty things to wear, I’ll gladly get them for you. If you want to try out any makeup like the other guys, I’d teach you how to use it. And if you wanted to…experiment a little, I certainly wouldn’t be opposed to showing you the ropes~”

David’s voice had slipped down in tone, yet it was no louder than a whisper. Michael wet his lips. Had he been this warm the entire time they were together?

“Really?” 

The blond took hold of his chin, leather gloves rubbing over the area. He tilted Michael's face to look back at him. 

“Really”

Any space that separated them disappeared in an instant. The warmth from Michael and a chill from David blended together as their lips met. It was like a spark had gone off, electrifying and exhilarating. 

David's eyes shut before Michael's did, and he took the lead further by pressing into their kiss more. Michael was still so fresh. So inexperienced and innocent. It made David long for the ability to corrupt and bend him to his will. Even if he gave Michael exactly what he wanted, David would still truly be the one in control. 

Michael certainly didn't mind that one bit. After being so trapped and restrained for years, it was nothing short of relieving to finally enjoy himself. When he first met David, he was intimidated by him. At the time, he thought it was the tough, gang leader persona he had. 

Now he knew he was just intimidated by how attractive he was. But the way David kissed him so passionately said that the feeling was mutual. 

"Mmmmh, there you go, Michael~" David purred after breaking their kiss. His lips were soon back on Michael, pressing into his jaw and neck. The brunet's heart was racing, and it teased the vampire greatly. 

"Aaah~!" Michael whimpered. Only a minute after their first kiss and David was already mapping out the sensitive spots Michael didn't realize he had. 

As David lapped his tongue over the marks he left, Michael could feel himself getting more and more turned on by the second. To his surprise, the tightness of his panties only fueled his arousal more. They rubbed his half-hard cock so hard, yet he wanted more. 

He never wanted to wear men's underwear again. 

"Heh. Someone's getting excited~" David teased, nipping at the pulse point on Michaels's throat. 

"F-Fuck, I really can't help it…~" Michael admitted. There were those butterfly feelings again. 

"Don't fight it, Michael. Just let yourself have fun~"

David lifted the hand that had been around Michael's body and let it drift lower. He growled lowly when his fingers wrapped around the thick bulge behind the underwear. Michael was so big, he could easily slip out of the small pair of panties. 

"How about we have a little more fun~?" David whispered in his ear. Michael was even more riled up now. He never felt the touch of another guy before, but he was already putty in David's hand. 

He nodded quickly, eager for more. 

"If I'm gonna play with you, then I want you to keep your eyes on that mirror the entire time," David ordered. He held Michael's chin a little harder now, encouraging him to look up at his reflection. "No need to be shy with me. You're too pretty for that~"

Michael whined out, unable to hold back his voice. Pretty. He was desperate to hear that again. He was a pretty boy in pretty lingerie. 

Pretty for David~ 

His lashes fluttered as David worked his magic. He kept one hand firmly on Michael's jaw and the other moved to cup his chest. David squeezed eagerly, fingers pawing at the flesh and moving over the padding of the bra. Years of workouts had worked quite nicely for Michael. He filled the bra perfectly, and the way it pushed up made him look extra perky. 

"That's it, so good for me, aren't you?" David cooed. "Wish the other boys back at your school felt you up like this, huh~?"

The sound of agreement that came from Michael's mouth was the most pathetic thing David had ever heard. He loved it. 

"Bet you were really jealous of all those girls, huh? Wanted to wear something sexy under your gym clothes and get groped by all the jocks in the locker room~"

"Ho-Holy shit..~!" Michael sighed. David had such a way with words. Every sound of his voice only excited him more. "Y-Yeah…I did…"

Back again was the evil tone in David's expression. His own cock was getting rock hard in his pants as he traveled his fingers downward. They glided over every muscle on Michael's body before settling back on his groin. Though the fabric of the panties was tight, Michael was still showing off such an impressive erection in them. 

David’s hand was off of his body, for only a second. He did so to remove the glove on his hand, grabbing it with his teeth and letting it fall to the ground when he let go. Once his fingers were wrapped around the bulge, he was quite satisfied. If he was going to enjoy Michael’s body, he wanted to do so with as few barriers as possible.

“Sucha big guy, aren’t you~?” David whispered. He slipped his tongue along the length of Michael’s neck, earning such sweet mewls from him. “You fill this out so nicely. I’m glad I didn’t pick a bigger size for you~”

If Michael’s brain wasn’t so hazy with lustful feelings, he would have asked David how he knew the right size to get in the first place. However, that was the last thing on his mind. All he could focus on was gyrating his hips forward, desperately trying to get more of David’s touch. He’d never felt so desperate for something in his life.

“Mmf…f-fuck, David!” he whined. The tip of his cock was starting to stain the pink fabric with the spots of pre-cum leaking out. Looking at David in the mirror behind him, he could see how pleased the blond was to watch him make a mess.

“You want more, Michael?” he asked. “You’re gonna have to ask nicely like a good boy~”

At this point, Michael’s face was turning the same shade as the underwear he wore. So pink and so flustered by how David ordered things. He gulped audibly, trying desperately to fight back the embarrassment of having to plead for more of the touch. 

“Please touch me more! F-Fuck…I…I just need it so bad, D-David…~!”

That was all David needed to hear. He removed the hand that held Michael’s jaw and removed the other glove before swiping his fingers over Michael’s puffy, pink lips.

“Suck,” he ordered.

Michael obliged right away. He opened his mouth slightly, allowing for the digits to fill him. He whimpered around them, yet still sucked them gently as David asked him to do. It felt so right having his mouth full like this and watching himself coat the fingers was an extra dose of pleasure for their moment together.

When David was satisfied, he slipped his hand away before switching the position of how he held Michael. Now the hand that had been groping Michael was clutching his jaw, and the soaked one slipped down into the front of his panties. A loud sigh poured from Michael’s mouth as he felt fingers wrap around his cock. He was twitching so painfully for him.

“That’s it. That’s a good boy~” David praised him, stroking along Michael’s length. Thankfully, the warmth of Michael’s mouth had helped hide the cool touch that his fingers naturally held. Not to mention the sheer skill and experience he had over the human boy was doing wonders. Many a night he’d done things like this for his boys, and being as Michael was one of them now, he was happy to do this for him too. 

“Look at yourself, Michael,” he ordered, tilting Michael’s chin up more. Both sets of blue eyes watched the mirror carefully. “Watch yourself enjoy the pleasure. Learn how good it feels to give in to what you want~”

Michael couldn’t form any words. Just desperate whines and moans came from his mouth. He humped pathetically into David’s hand, still loving the friction from his outfit. Only David was still completely composed in this embrace.

“My pretty boy with a fat cock~” he purred, teeth nipping at Michael’s throat. 

He was fighting the urge to sink his fangs into the flesh and begin Michael’s transformation. Never before had he wanted to initiate someone so fast. But he knew patience was a virtue, and Michael would be his soon. So instead, he pulled the human in closer, grinding his erection into his ass.

“AAahhhh~!” Michael sighed, head tossing back onto David’s shoulder. Reluctantly, David released his jaw in favor of slipping his hand down the front of Michael’s chest. He grabbed at his pec, eager to touch him more. 

“Yeah, that’s it. You really are pretty, Michael,” he whispered. The hand slipped into one of the bra cups, flicking and toying with Michael’s hardened nipple. It only made the brunet thrust into his other hand faster. “Big, blue doe eyes, gorgeous curls, lips that would make anyone wanna kiss you. I’m gonna enjoy spoiling you, sweet thing~”

Michael was truly coming undone. Between grinding against David and moving into his hand, he was getting closer and closer to the pleasure he was desperate for. No more fears and no more holding back. David was giving him everything and more.

Oh my god, I think I’m in love, Michael thought.

“D-David, please…~!” he whimpered. “Get me out of these so I can cum!” 

“No no, Michael,” David tutted, squeezing him harder. “You’re gonna make a mess in this cute outfit. Gotta mark it as yours. Can’t take ‘em back if you’ve ruined them, cutie~”

David could really be so mean sometimes, but he was just too amazing not to listen to. Michael just nodded helplessly, watching David paw at him like a piece of meat. Even when he was used like this, he still felt so much affection for his friend-turned-lover. It really did feel amazing to be treated as a pretty little plaything.

The two of them continued rutting together. Their hips moved in sync while David jerked Michael off faster now, coaxing him to cum as he wanted to so badly. It didn’t take much for Michael’s body to start tensing up, his climax building up with every passing second.

“C’mon, Michael. Give in to me. Say my name~” 

“David! David! D-David~!!” he babbled helplessly.

In a flash, the pleasure consumed him, and he came fast and hard. With his eyes squeezed shut and his voice shouting loudly, he coated David’s fingers and the pink panties. David chuckled in amusement as the front of the underwear got completely stained. He’d been hoping to see that tonight, and now he had gotten exactly what he wanted.

“There you go. Good boy~” he cooed, kissing Michael’s cheek a few times to reward him.

It took Michael a little while to finally come back down from his high. As he caught his breath and settled into the warm, cozy sensation, he opened his eyes again to see his reflection once more. The look in David’s eye was something of both satisfaction and smugness. He was quite proud of himself for making Michael come undone. 

While Michael continued to relax, David slipped his hand free, bringing it up to his hand to clean off the cum that covered his fingers. He moaned happily, already addicted to the taste as lapped up the warm, wet fluid. Everything about Michael was absolutely delicious. 

“C’mere. Let me give you a taste of yourself too~”

David moved Michael so they were face to face again. Their lips met once more, kissing deeply so David could slip his tongue into Michael’s mouth and let him experience what he tasted like. More aroused noise came from the human at the intense sensation. He wanted to kiss David for hours and hours. It was as if he was slipping into an addiction.

They broke free after a few minutes, gazing at one another silently. It was Michael that ended up speaking first.

“David…I….damn, I really can’t thank you enough,” he sighed, resting his head on David’s shoulder. Little did he know that the affection he held for the vampire was doing wonders for David’s own pleasure.

“You’re more than welcome, Michael,” David said. “No more holding back on yourself. Anything pretty you want, you can have. All you gotta do is ask”

Michael pulled back, eyes shimmering with wonder at all the possibilities. 

“Then…can we….uh…do more of that…~?”

David bit back a smirk. One handjob and Michael was already turning into a sweet little slut. It pleased him immensely, knowing he was already sinking his hooks into the cute human. With a new fire ignited, he brought Michael down onto the bed near them.

“Consider it done~”

The Lost Boys had already enjoyed having Michael as a friend and a new member of their gang, but now that he and David had become a thing, it was even better. Michael was far more open and outgoing around them, eager to go along with whatever they wanted to do. It was like he had gotten a much need boost of confidence, always open to trying new things.

It was always a good time whenever they all got together.

Paul, Dwayne, and Marko were hanging out by their motorcycles, hidden in the shadows of a nearby parking lot while waiting for the two lovebirds to show up. They each puffed on a cigarette, enjoying one another’s company. It was Marko who perked up first when he caught sight of two other rides heading their way. 

“There they are!” he said, flicking away the smoke. Paul and Dwayne followed suit, tossing the cigarettes and stepping on them with their boots. 

Once parked, Michael and David cut the engines and hopped off of their rides. David was dressed the same way he looked every night, not really one for mixing up his style. 

Michael, on the other hand, was a different story. 

Rather than the usual set of t-shirt and jeans, Michael had gotten a little more bold with his wardrobe. He wore a deep-cut, hot pink leopard print shirt with a black corset wrapped around his waist. His pants were a tighter fabric than he usually went with, a dark, shiny leather material rather than loose denim. He had laced-up boots with small heels. 

His choice of accessories was much more flashy as well, with his new earring, a rainbow of bracelets, and a velvet, pink choker wrapped around his neck. He'd gotten more experience with makeup as well, his eyes shaded with eyeshadow and liner and his lips glossy with a rosy shade of pink. 

Michael was truly a new man, and he couldn't have been happier. The joy on his friends' faces told him they were sharing the excitement.

"Woah! Lookin' hot, Mikey!" Paul complimented him. 

"It's a good look for you," Dwayne nodded in agreement. 

"I wish I looked that good in pink. It's a much better fit for you than me, bud," Marko grinned. 

Their compliments did wonders for Michael's confidence. He smiled bashfully as his cheeks turned a soft shade of red. He'd never been so grateful for friends in his life. 

His thoughts were interrupted by David softly nudging him to get his attention. 

"Hey, Michael? Can you grab my lighter from my bike before we go? I forgot it"

“Yeah, no problem!” Michael assured David, giving his cheek a peck before making his way back to the bike. Little did he know that the vampire set him up to do that on purpose, knowing that he’d have to bend down towards the bottom of the side to get the lighter out of a hidden spot. 

When Michael did so, his pants shifted down while his shirt lifted up ever so slightly. Just enough to give a glimpse of the newest set of panties David had gifted him. Black this time and even skimpier than the first pair he’d ever gotten if that was even possible. The four vampires watched him with a deep hunger, salivating over how good he looked in it.

After retrieving the lighter, Michael turned around, surprised to see all of them staring at him. He smirked and lifted an eyebrow in curiosity.

"What?"

David simply smiled and eyed Michael carefully, undressing him with just a gaze.

“Oh nothing,” he said. “You’re just so…pretty~”

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Hello! I have opened asks for anyone who has questions! Some AUs I am focused on right now include (but aren't limited to):

• 🐉WoF AUs (any of them!)

• 🧪Infected AU (my first ever au!)

• Dark X-Men Evolution AU (where the reader, Pietro, Kitty, and Kurt ended up dead in the past, but arrive a few years into the future only for their friends and family/groups to be platonic yanderes. Inspired by A Better World from Justice League and Same As It Never Was for TMNT 2003 edition)

• Regular AUs (where Reader is set in a reboot/reimagining of the shows/movies/media where they are there, and some characters, if not all, are platonic yamderes) (yes, I said yamderes. It's cute, isn't it?)

Bonus:

(Imagine the Reader just being the friendliest person ever, but their mutation is similar to Kurt's and Logan's. Like, can turn into a fluffy, feral angelic/demonic being. They could have horns, or extra limbs, maybe wings, or a tail or two. They could either look human but turn into that form due to emotional distress, or they just regularly look like that. Headcanons for them includes:

• Loves hot/questionable songs, but is explicitly asexual/possibly aromantic

• Collects coins, shiny bits of jewelry, keys, rocks, bones, even teeth and glass, because they are drawn to anything that gleams or shines or sparkles (like a raven)

• Actually tries to be friendly, even if someone is rude. Tries to do things the polite way first.. But if pushed too far, beware... they have claws for a reason...

• Enjoys hugs. Hugs with their arms (and any extra appendages, if they have them). Nuzzles and purrs when happy

• Can make pancakes. Their pancakes tastes heavenly...

[headcanonandburn]

House Elfs

Headcanon taken from the Snarry fict All to Ashes by lyraonyx :

"A long, long time ago, before the Ministry and Statute of Secrecy, house elves were being happy. they lived beside humans and served them, as is their nature, and humans  lived beside  house elfs and offering them a home, food, and friendship.  House Elfs were being seen as friends and advisors, not possessions.  They lived  in harmony with their families. Back then, House Elfs  made their own clothes and clothes for their wizards from the silk the house elfs grew in vast forests where they grew  all sorts of things like sunsilk for clothes ( wich was light and soft, warm in winter and cool in summer), night plums for Plumberry Wine and jam,  strawberries (wich were hard and shiny, perfect for making jewelry). But then, evil wixens said  depending on house elfs made wizardkind weak. Some began distancing themselves and make their own clothes. And some wanted only to share but broke the bond for house elfs can’t wear human-made clothes without breaking the bond . They learned that they can banish a house elf by giving them clothes, and so many did so to be independent. Dobby is able to be free because he is a quarter goblin, but full house elves like Winky fade without a home.  House elfs were once Síoda, after the fine silk that they cultivated. Their race has forgotten, but the term 'house elf' is actually derogatory. It implies they are elves—which they are, though a different species of elf—but only good as slaves. " (semi quote from the previously mentioned fict)

Seriously even if you don't ship Snarry ( wich is understandable), i think you should buy into this headcanon 'cause....quite frankly: It's brilliant!

it solves the Wizards condone slavery issue that Jk Rowlling never stopped to consider without there being a need to fundamentally change house elfs.

if you don't buy it though, it's fine but i personally think that the idea that the relationship between wizards and elfs initally being more symbiotic than parasidic makes a shit ton of sense, way more than other explanations i have seen such as the elfs having a magical disease that forced them to bond with wizards.