#leopard!reader

[rubiehart]

when leopard!reader realises what a mess the twinkie is, she decides to give it a little spritz-up.

she runs a black acrylic tipped finger along the bumper of the twinkie, a streak of colour trailing through the dull coat of dirt that had built up as she grimaces, the van swaying as the rest of the gang hop out of the rustbucket. she wipes the grub on her denim shorts casually and turns towards him.

“jesus, john b. when was the last time you cleaned this?” she calls to him, hand shielding her eyes as she squints towards the sun, watching as john b and jj continue towards the chateau, stomping the dead grass as kie and pope follow not too far behind.

“ew.” kie comments off handedly, face scrunching up in disgust as she notices the state of it. “uh, few months back?” john b calls back nonchalantly, ignoring jj’s comment of “dude, more like a ‘few years’.”

“haven’t had time to get ‘round to it yet.” he shrugs, spinning back around and traipsing up the wooden steps with the two other pogue boys on his trail. she rolls her eyes, plan already forming in her head as she slings her backpack over her shoulder and jogs to catch up with kie.

half an hour or so later, the boys are lounging on the porch with some beers, the early evening sunset casting a comfortable and calm energy over the group, so mellow they hadn’t even really noticed the absence of the girls until now.

the sloshing of water and grunts of struggle are heard before they’re seen, emerging from around the back of the chateau with buckets filled with water, adorned in the tiniest bikini the boys had possibly ever seen.

“this is gonna be a job n’ a half.” she sighs, panting as she places two heavy buckets on the ground next to the van, kie nodding along with her, hands on her hips as she catches her breath.

“oh my god john b, how do you even let it get this bad?” kie mumbles as she unravels the hose from the tap at the side of the house, both girls not picking up on all three boys stunned expressions.

“what’s goin’ on here?” john b drawls with a lazy smirk, eyes shamelessly trained on the both of them as the other two ogle in silence.

“what’s it look like, douchebag?” she sighs, grabbing the hose from kie and beginning to hose down the roof as kie goes for the sponges and soap.

“looks like you’re washing the twinkie.” pope answers for you dumbly, eyes wide and cheeks noticeably flushed as he stares straight ahead at the van. both of your eyebrows furrow in confusion but neither of you comment, focusing on sudding up the sponges in your grip.

jj chuckles dryly, taking a long swig of his beer, leaning back in his chair and placing his hands behind head. “sit back and enjoy the show, bro.” he grins, giving pope a brotherly pat on the shoulder, a silent plea to get him to ease up a little, eyes still ogling your ass as you scrub at a particularly stubborn spot.

“see the shit we do for you, john b?” you sigh, walking around to the bonnet as you dip your sponge into the bucket of water, tits almost spilling out of the thin material as you scrub at the volkswagen symbol until you can see your face in it.

“actively seein’ it.” he nods flirting, causing you to look at him with a sideways smirk, flipping all three boys off collectively when jj playfully lets out a low whistle. “you’re such pervs.” kie sighs, crouched down as she scrubs at the metal above the wheels, eyes flicking from your smooth thighs to the van.

of course you knew they were loving it, but you loved the chase, even if you’d never admit it. so of course you continued, noticing every little look from kiara, every time jj adjusted the way he was sitting, every time pope cleared his throat nervously, and every time you caught john b shamelessly ogling when he thought you weren’t looking.

so, yeah. sudding up your tits and shaking your body a little exaggeratedly to get a rise out of them wasn’t exactly accidental. after all, little teasing never hurt nobody.

[naffeclipse]

As I was reading some stuff about leopard y/n and tiger eclipse and naga sun & moon, I couldn’t get the image of naga sun and moon looking so offended while watching y/n be cleaned by eclipse from afar

But the image of eclipse doing that seems so sweat at the same time argh

I need more of tigertuar!eclipse and leopard y/n cuddling even if it was eclipse who just kind of made them do it-

Oh, Sun and Moon are so jealous but also very concerned because they do not trust the tigertaur. He hasn't given them a reason to. It's clear you're not particularly into Eclipse cleaning you but they're not sure if they should intervene because it's hard to pinpoint if you like anything, so they keep watch while displaying their displeasure.

Eclipse can sense them. His ears flicker in the direction of angry hisses. Aware of his audience, he licks whatever part of you he can reach with his rough tongue, either your cheek or the back of your head (leaving a cowlick in your hair). You complain and wash it off but Eclipse is satisfied his message got across. Mine. If there's a loud chorus of hisses, he'll splash the water with a massive tiger paw to drown it out.

Eclipse can be gentle when he wants to be. Grooming is intimate and he wants to show you how well he can take care of you. He washes the spot on your leopard back that's hard to reach with your hands, despite how flat your ears lie on your skull in warning. He cups his large hands to drip water down your head like rainwater. You tolerate it because he's being useful right now, but you're also itching to dash away the moment you see an opening.

Eclipse really loves grabbing Leopard!Y/N for impromptu cuddles. You really shouldn't be surprised when he ascends the tree you're napping in, scruffing you, and carrying you down to the shady ground. You snarl and try to wriggle free but every time he pins you underneath him and—that's it. You're not going anywhere until he lets you.

[monstersholygrail]

Rare Snow Leopard Hybrid who knows he’s unique and special and only deserves the best. But who’s been sent back to the shelter multiple times for being difficult.

When you decide to adopt him, feeling bad he hasn’t had a stable owner since his previous one passed, Snow Leopard Hybrid thinks you’re exactly the same as the others. He looks down on you, viewing you as just another dumb human.

But when your love and affection makes his tail shot up, swaying side-to-side, and his cock tingle, he decides to have mercy on you. He gives you the blessing of being the one he feeds his hard aching cock into, sinking his length into your tight heat and drooling over how perfect your walls feel all snug around him.

He kneads at your soft belly as he ruts into you like a man possessed, refusing to acknowledge that he’s going feral over a human. But he can’t help it when your pretty fat cunt is sucking him back in with every thrust, forcing his cock to twitch and jerk deeper inside you. He can’t believe how perfect you are for him, like you were made to take his cock. He wonders what else you’d be perfect for…

“I-I guess— Mmph!— that you’ll be fit to carry my litter. Just a human, b-but fuuuck, s’look so pretty all round and swollen with my kittens,” Snow Leopard Hybrid babbles messily, saliva dripping off his fangs and making such a mess of you. It only turns you on more to see how needy he is for you.

His thrusts grow sloppy as he fucks into you with a single purpose of shooting his cum inside you till his seed takes root. Hips swiveling and rutting against you, chasing his pleasure so much he doesn’t notice how he’s hitting that spongy spot inside of you with every jerk of his hips.

When you cum you cum hard, your vision flashing with stars and your weeping cunt clenching down hard around the Snow Leopard. He lets out a long yowl, feeling you suffocate his needy pulsing cock, and he slides down to the hilt before erupting and shooting long thick spurts of cum right into your eager womb. He cums and cums, seeming like it’ll never stop, filling you up to the brim. Only then does he sag against you, bumping his forehead affectionately against your neck, his cat ears tickling your cheek, and trilling softly in your ear.

“Stupid human makin’ me cum so hard… Need’a give ‘er more and more of my loads till she’s pretty and pregnant. Gotta keep my mate all filled up,” Snow Leopard Hybrid mumbles as if you aren’t even there.

His plans for you for the rest of the night quite clear as he quirky rambles about doing anything to make sure his cum takes. And a second later your pussy flutters feeling him start to grow hard again inside of you.

[bunnis-monsters]

NSFW

A/N: My comms are discounted for a limited time for Black Friday btw. This is a kofi request, so if you want more then send me a Kofi~ it’s a snow leopard hybrid ^^

Being abandoned by your owner in the middle of winter was already not ideal, but being caught in a record breaking blizzard was definitely worse.

You could sense it coming. Being a cat hybrid had its perks, but you almost wished you were blissfully unaware of your imminent demise.

It had been a few hours since your owner drove off, leaving you in a torn hoodie and your thin pajama pants. He hadn’t known the risks of owning a cat hybrid such as yourself, and when you went into heat and started rubbing your scent on everything and biting him to try and claim his as your mate, he abandoned you.

It really hurt. You adored your owner, thinking he was different from other humans who simply saw you as a pet.

But you were wrong. He tossed you away without a second thought, leaving you to die. Had you really meant that little to him?

Despite your sadness, you curled up under a bench, shivering as you tried to keep yourself warm. Even being in heat wasn’t helping much, the ache in your belly only adding to the discomfort and pain you were feeling.

You wanted to be warm, to nest and be properly bred by a kind male. Maybe that was too much for a house cat hybrid such as yourself to ask. Thinking you were worth something led you here after all…

As the snow only continued to fall, you tried your best to stay warm. It was only to try and find the most comfort you could while waiting for your death.

You weren’t accustomed to taking care of yourself. Ever since your birth, food had been handed to you, beautiful clothes and jewelry adorning your body when it came time for you to be presented before humans for sale.

Before this, you had never worried about warmth or sustenance, simply relying on your owner.

What else could you do?

As you thought all hope was loss, a scent other than the cold and wet smell of snow wafted through the air, a familiar yet strange one.

It an instant the bench was ripped from its foundation, a figure bending down to examine you.

Your vision was a bit blurry, but you could smell it.

This was a wild hybrid.

In the past you heard tales of such beasts, hybrids that fled to the wild to escape human subjugation, but because you were a pampered house cat hybrid, you had yet to encounter one.

“Lost, little one?”

Your tail puffed out as you let out a weak hiss, watching as the hybrid’s face got closer to yours. He smelled like blood, perhaps he had just procured a fresh kill and was looking to add to his winter stockpile.

At least if he killed you, it would be a quicker death than freezing. Perhaps this was some kind of twisted mercy…

But you never felt his fangs puncture your throat, instead your hoodie was being bitten, your body lifted and carried by his strong jaws.

He was taking you somewhere. Where? You could only guess back to his den. It would be easier to kill your there instead of risking the scent of blood being left on the snow, leading back to his home.

Although you were afraid, the big cat was warm. His breath fanned against your neck, and your body reacted against your will, producing enticing pheromones that told any hybrid nearby that you were in heat.

He was soft, and for some reason you felt something being wrapped around you… some kind of furs from one of his hunts. Why would he bother to keep you warm? Did he prefer his prey fresh and didn’t want you to freeze to death?

None of this really mattered to you. You were cold, hungry, and exhausted. If you slept now, perhaps you would be unconscious when the time came and pass on in your sleep.

So you passed out, too tired to even notice how his pheromones responded to yours.

When you awoke, you were in bed. Your owner had never allowed you to sleep with him, so this was the first time you had been in a human bed and not one for pets.

The blankets were made of the same furs you had been cloaked in before. You sat up slowly, still processing what led you to this.

Being abandoned right before a blizzard… nearly freezing to death… a wolf hybrid taking you with him…

It was a lot to think about, and even with a now well rested mind your head was still spinning. Maybe a meal would help you make sense of this…

“You’re awake…”

You stiffened at the voice, your blood running cold. When you finally found the courage to turn and look at the source of it, you nearly passed out again.

In the doorway was a snow leopard hybrid, his cat ears flicking as he stared down at you. He was nearly twice your size, and thoughts of you beating him in a fight went down the drain immediately.

“Thought you were a goner for a bit. Tougher than you look.”

He spoke slowly, his eyes on your plump form. You weren't sure what he was thinking, and before you could respond your belly rumbled.

“Hungry, huh?”

His long, thick tail swayed behind him as he approached. Although he was tall, he was thin and lean, not the same type of terrifying a lion or tiger hybrid would be, but still holding the same predatory glint in his eye.

“Kittens in heat such as yourself have to eat.”

You felt your cheeks warm. Of course he could tell you were in season, your scent was probably overwhelming at this distance.

He tilted his head. “Not wild, are you? What’s a little thing such as yourself doing all the way out here?”

Your lip wobbled. All the pain, all the anger and confusion came bubbling to the surface.

“My owner… he just… he left me all alone… a-and it was scary, I…”

The snow leopard stared at you, letting you cry before he leaned down to lick away you tears before beginning to groom you.

This calmed you significantly, a soft purr rumbling in your chest. This was a comfort you had been denied since you had been separated from your litter as a kitten, and you couldn’t help but lean in as he licked back your hair.

“It’ll be alright. You’re mine now, my property. You won’t be cold or scared anymore.”

He rubbed his cheek against yours, moving his face to your neck and giving a harsh bite to your sensitive flesh, a clear marking of his territory.

While you ate, it was clear he was holding himself back from something. His golden eyes followed your every move, his tail swaying behind him almost sending you into a trance like state.

You usually ate whatever your owner did, even if it made you sick or upset your sensitive belly, but tonight you had stew, made with cat hybrids in mind.

Once you had your fill, your body was able to recover enough to start producing more pheromones. It was well aware there was a male nearby and that you were fertile, so it made your cunt grow wet and hot, ensuring you’d be easy for the average male to penetrate.

But unfortunately your stupid body didn’t understand the male before you was twice your size. He could sense your heat, knew that your body was trying to stir him forward.

He sniffed at you. This was the scent that had interested him. It wasn’t like he was cruel, if a female such as yourself was in need he wouldn’t just abandon you in the cold, but the fact you were plump and in heat certainly made taking you in much more enticing.

You let out a startled mew when he approached, his face burying itself into your neck. His tongue lapped softly at the scent gland there, his hands moving to hold onto your hips.

From the moment he saw you, he knew that you would be his mate. The bond had been formed before you even noticed he was there, and the snow leopard was eager to confirm it.

You smelled like heaven, a mix of your natural musk and some kind of sweet perfume your owner had you wear. Tearing off your clothes was child’s play for his sharp claws, and his body vibrated with purrs once he laid eyes on your naked form.

Already he was imagining your belly heavy and swollen with his kits, his hand gently pressing against the fat of your tummy. Being fat and plump was good for surveying the harsh climate where he lived, and it was important for females to be fed fresh meat throughout the winter.

His cock hardened, it wasn’t going to be easy fitting into such a small cat hybrid. Compared to him you were like a mouse, easily positioned however he wanted.

His fingers dipped into you, making you mewl and arch your back. You had already been bucking your hips like a needy little thing, your body desperate to be mated before your heat was over.

His cock stretched you out. It was unpleasant at best, almost painful as you struggled to take in something too big for you.

Even though he was being gentle, nothing would help when you were never meant to be bred by a big cat such as himself.

Despite this, your heat ridden body made it work, beat pooling into your abdomen as your gushed around his fat cock. Your tail twitched as he slowly pulled out and pushed back in without warning, a bulge forming in your belly from the sheer size of him.

The feeling of being ravished by him was… exhilarating. You were too small, too weak to do anything besides moan and writhe underneath him, letting the snow leopard use you as a living flesh light to be filled with his seed.

Even though it felt like you were being torn apart at first, his finger slowly rubbing at your clit and his tip hitting your special spot over and over has your cunt clenching around him before you could even think.

If you hadn’t been in heat, you most likely would have died during the mating session, but while you were in season your body produced so much more lubricant and pheromones that helped you take him inside of you.

You felt so warm when he came inside, thick ropes of hot and sticky cum filling your little womb. Your heat eased a bit as you were thoroughly bred. You knew that this would ensure pregnancy, even if all you had to go off of was instinct alone.

“Little one…”

He purred into your ear, keeping his cock inside of you to make sure none of his cum leaked out. His tongue licked at your neck and hair again, grooming you out of affection now.

“My mate, my sweetheart… I’ll take care of you, alright?”

And that was enough for you. Now all you wanted was a mate and somewhere warm to sleep with three meals a day. It was clear that he could provide that.

So you slept without worry, curled up with your mate, your new provider.

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[teddybeartoji]

18+ mdni; gn!reader

tiger!sukuna taking care of his kitty...

you squirm and twitch as his large, rough tongue runs up and down the juncture throat, the side of your neck, your jaw. your tiny hands push at his chest but it's of no use – he's just so much bigger and stronger than you. his tail sways from side to side and his ears keep twitching out of excitement; he can smell you, really smell you, and he can't stop grinning to himself – you keep trying to resist him while in reality... you love it.

his poor little kitty – overwhelmed by his need to simply take care of you:(((

the deep rumble, the low purr that reverberates through his chest is making you feel dizzy and you can't hold back the broken mewl that spills from your bitten lips. you feel his mean grin against your skin and it makes you try to push him off again. it doesn't work. when you try to fight him, fight his love for you – it only eggs him on further. his sharp nails dig into the soft meat of your waist as he lowers his hips, making you gasp when you feel his bulge rubbing against your heat.

claws sink into you and he's most certainly marks on your, oh, so sensitive skin; he uses his free hand to grab and turn your head to the other side as he licks and licks and licks – his saliva covers just about every inch of your neck and he just can't get enough. he holds your face in his big hands and he revels in the size difference... you're just so small compared to him:(( you don't even have a chance:(((

"stop... s'too much." you whine as you squirm under him. "'m clean now, kuna..."

that earns you a nip at your jaw.

he pushes you deeper into the mattress. he's nowhere even close to being done with you. he's only at your neck? what about the rest of your body? he'd rather have you crying from the suffocating weight of his overbearing love than to leave you like this – dirty and smelling like... well, not him. this is completely unacceptable!!!!

[xazse]

I don’t know about the anon but I freaked out when I saw the new fic. It was so good 🤤. I love how you’re giving us so much content nowadays and I’m here for it! Anyway, I was hoping that maybe you could figure something out for snow leopard Gojo and cat hybrid reader (him as a cat jest feels right) ? Imagine Satoru having this in mind ever since he saw you, I mean, big cats mate practically for the solo reason of breeding ?and he's no different- having many pups is a necessity to prove you're his and the best way to show how much he adores you! He’d be very protective about you while you’re carrying, never stepping away from your side and he’s become so needy too because you smell so divine with all those hormones to him.

It makes me think back to that kitty tiger fic where he would lick her and I see this as a continuation of short!

Well, not really since I mentioned a leopard but honestly if you did a tiger and really wrote it as a continuation l'd be thrilled. Do you think you’ll write more because I’d love some Satoru tiger/leopard fics. Have a nice day lovely 💕

Notes: SORRY ITS SO SHORT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT, I HAD FUN WRITING IT!!

Warnings: Pantysniffing + breeding + hybrids + little hybrids + pregnancy + overprotective!Satoru

Pairings: SnowLeopardSatoru + KittyHybrid!Reader

Oh yes of course SnowLeopard!Satoru was in love the day Suguru brought you home, you smelled of that icky place but eventually when you got comfortable he began cleaning you of that filthy, licking you everywhere to ensure you smelled exactly like him.

After scenting you to smell just like the touching started, it starts small with Satoru laying you in his lap or letting you stroke his hair until it got even more physical he was having you bent over balls deep inside of you, this became a daily occurrence where he’d pump you full load after load.

The leopard loved you so much, of course when you started showing signs of morning sickness he was so damn excited, well when he had said that you gave him the nastiest look ever but he had to phrase it as he was excited for the baby!

The first few months were absolute hell for you, Satoru could not and would not leave you alone, he insisted mining everything and anything with you.

You needed a shower? He’s in there helping you get in places your cute little belly prevents even in public he’s always making sure your near him, he keeps a tight grip on your arm so he doesn’t lose you.

He also keeps close because you smell, so fucking good, it drives him damn insane, he keeps you in his lap for hours just sniffing your neck or even having your legs wrapped around his head so he can smell your cunt.

He loves getting into your dirty laundry and smelling your panties, who cares if you catch him jerking off with it around his fat cock, he’ll look you dead in your face as you slowly close the door to let him have that privacy, he can’t fuck your pussy like he used to anymore so this’ll do.

When the babies come it’s so hectic around the house, you and Satoru are constantly chasing the little ones around, they don’t give either of you a break some days. It’s so cute to see how they look exactly like Satoru in some ways, two of them have his hair and the third one looks exactly like you, a carbon copy is what she is.

Their little ears and tail swish behind them so freaking cute, the amount of photos Satoru has in his phone is astonishing, he also posts them on his instagram always, everytime, Suguru also does his hair share with helping with them when you and Satoru are stressed. He’s like their uncle and it’s so adorable to see them braiding his hair or him reading to them.

When you finally get alone time, Satoru’s fucking you like he wants to put even more babies in you, the way he’s groaning is so damn loud it pairs with the way you sound when both of you meet in the middle, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t fucking back on him just as hard, it’s already been multiple orgasms and you’re both still going at it.

[yearninflowers]

Imagine...

Alhaitham as a 'snow leopard'.

Unlike their initial appearances, snow leopards will not attack a human if one ever disturbs their peace. They would rather run away, shielding themselves from the unfamiliar presence. It is widely known that those big cats are quite shy creatures. You noticed the same pattern of behavior from your friend, Alhaitham.

Well, one fact is wrong, though. Alhaitham avoided people because it proved to be a hassle to be involved with one rather than being shy, as opposed to your thought of him as a snow leopard. Somehow, throughout your childhood with him, he would prove to you again and again how easy it was to avoid the eyes of adults and children altogether while holding your hands as you both ran away to hide from everyone.

It was a little weird how often he would tell you how annoying other people are despite you being one of those 'other people' in his point of view. Nonetheless, you stuck by his side. Through all the times in his life, yours was always intertwined with his. His birthdays, his grandmother's passing day, his… alone days, somehow. You were there through it all.

Aren't snow leopards solitary animals, though? Why does he always invite you to join his activities?

Maybe he isn't a snow leopard like you initially thought. Maybe he's a… never mind, you can't think of another animal when picturing your friend now. He's a new variant, perhaps. A weird, somewhat autistic snow leopard.

"Snow leopard, huh? Is that what you think of me?" Alhaitham silently mumbled under his breath, carefully reading the content of the small diary book you had left open somewhere.

Alhaitham would suddenly slip out a small smile whenever he remembered what you were picturing him as. Such a uselessly cute thought inside that head of yours. In contrast to what you thought of him, Alhaitham thought of you as a place he would call 'home'. Warm, steady, and welcoming were all your characteristics in his eyes.

From childhood until now, you've always been there for him. You always feel like the books he would love to read—the library he would love to lounge about—the home he would love to stay in. He loves everything about you, but especially the warmer side of yours. It felt like time would stop and he could live in such a serene place whenever he was beside you.

But sometimes, you are just too accommodating. You will let people in, welcoming them just like you welcomed him. Alhaitham would watch as you converse with other people as if they were all worth your time.

Don't you know that snow leopards are territorial animals no matter how less aggressive they are than other species?

He is never an aggressive person. Never at all. However, that would be another case for the people who would shamelessly rob your time together with him. After all, he needs his home, just like you need your snow leopard, right? You often said that your life is always intertwined with his alone. How about proving those exact words right now?

[loeh]

From the moment he saw your portrait, his life began to change in ways he could hardly understand. At first, he attended the auction out of obligation. He was indifferent to the event until he saw you, captured in a frame, almost lost among the other items on display.

You didn’t stand out at first. Your beauty wasn’t the kind that demanded immediate attention. Yet, when the bidding for your portrait began, he found himself compelled to participate. Was it boredom? A reckless display of wealth? He couldn’t say, even to himself.

The moment he brought your portrait home, he placed it in his room—an odd choice, one that puzzled him. It started as a mere curiosity. What was it about you that had so many people interested? Why did you look so serene, yet so stern?

Your gown, with its deep crimson velvet, was a masterpiece of craftsmanship, clinging to your form like a whispered secret. The intricate lace on the bodice gracefully embraced your delicate shoulders, while the silk train flowed like liquid fire. It was mesmerizing, yet it was your expression that truly captivated him. It wasn’t one of joy or contentment, but of solemness—a quiet command that demanded respect and obedience.

Each night, as he looked upon the portrait, he became more obsessed, wondering who you were, what thoughts filled your mind when you posed for this image. It was as though you had reached out from the canvas, drawing him into a world where he couldn’t escape your gaze, a world where he was slowly losing himself to an obsession he couldn’t explain.

His curiosity had become an all-consuming obsession. The more he stared at your portrait, the more he needed to know about the woman who had captivated him so completely. He scoured records, questioned merchants, and chased down rumors, but for the longest time, his search led nowhere. You seemed to be a ghost, a figure lost to time.

Finally, after what felt like an endless pursuit, he encountered an elderly man who claimed to know your story. The man spoke with a somber tone, revealing that you were once the Crown Princess of a proud and flourishing kingdom. But tragedy had struck when your father’s own brother, betrayed the royal family. He committed treason, igniting a rebellion that tore the kingdom apart.

Despite being outnumbered and facing overwhelming odds, you stood as the last line of defense. You took up arms, leading the loyalists in a desperate attempt to save your home. The man recounted how you fought with unmatched bravery, refusing to yield even as the kingdom crumbled around you. But in the end, your efforts were not enough.

The last anyone saw of you was during a fierce duel with your once loyal knight and lover on the edge of a cliff. Some say you were killed in that final battle; others believe you vanished, your fate a mystery. The man who recounted this tale was none other than the head butler of your kingdom, a loyal servant who had witnessed the downfall firsthand.

Through further questioning, he learned that after your supposed death, your uncle’s reign quickly fell into chaos. The kingdom, once thriving, could not withstand the internal strife and soon succumbed to external wars. These conflicts were so devastating that they effectively erased the kingdom from history, leaving nothing behind but forgotten ruins and faded memories.

The more he uncovered, the deeper his obsession grew. You were no longer just a figure in a painting; you were a tragic heroine. The thought that your story, your life, could be forgotten by time haunted him. He felt an inexplicable connection to you, as if understanding your past could somehow fill the emptiness he felt within himself.

In the end, his search led him to a humble barhouse where you, once a Crown Princess, were now reduced to serving as a maid. The sight of you, stripped of your former grandeur, struck him like a blow to the heart. How could someone of your noble stature have fallen so low? The injustice of it consumed him, feeding the obsession that had taken root within him.

Determined to restore you to the glory he believed you deserved, he decided to take matters into his own hands. He married you, forcibly and without your consent, convinced that he was saving you from a life of indignity. To him, this was an act of love, a twisted belief that he was doing what was best for you, even if you couldn't see it.

He impregnated you with his children, two daughters who became the center of his world. In his mind, he had found his happy ending—a life with you by his side, a family that completed the vision he had constructed in his obsessive heart. He had given you back everything you had lost, or so he thought.

But you, despite everything, continued to resist. You sought every chance to escape, your spirit undimmed even in the face of his control. You spoke of how you didn't love this life, how you longed to be free from the gilded cage he had created. To him, your words were incomprehensible. How could you not see that he had given you everything? How could you reject the life he had worked so hard to build for you?

In his eyes, your ingratitude was maddening. He had rescued you, loved you, given you the children he believed would bind you to him forever. Yet you still sought to flee, still spoke of a life you wanted to escape from. To him, it was baffling—shouldn't you be more grateful? Shouldn't you love the life he had crafted for you with such care and obsession?

But in his twisted perception of love, he could not see the prison he had built around you, nor the pain he caused in his relentless pursuit of a happiness that was his alone.

Maximillian Ashet, Dylan Sean Blathe, Anastacius de Alger Obelia, Dion Agriche, Cruel Harte, Rezef Hill, Eros Vasilios, Callisto Regulus, Ahin Grace, Theobold von Baden Mismarck, Noah Wynknight, Abel Heilon, Prince Escalus, Luciano Valeztena

[latin5mamii]

Photography - Jude Bellingham

Genre: fluff and kinda nsfw (Jude bellingham x fem!reader)

Summary: Your boyfriend’s your personal photographer…

Warnings: just lightly nsfw, suggestive talk…

Author’s note: I’m in my leopard aesthetic era🐆

Your man’s new passion for photography had become both a blessing and a curse for you. Every time you were about to go out, he would bring out his new camera with a vintage print and insist on taking pictures. The most beautiful ones always found their way into his wallet or phone case. Today was no different. As you finished getting ready in front of the mirror, you anticipated the familiar ritual, despite being slightly late.

Hearing his footsteps approaching, you turned to see Jude adjusting his camera. The moment he saw you in your leopard print outfit, his eyes lit up with that signature smirk spreading across his face.

“Look at my sexy girl”

You couldn’t help but smile and do a little spin for him. “Strike a pose for me,” he urged, his camera clicking away. You posed as always, beaming at him, and after a couple of shots, he set the camera aside and walked over, wrapping his arms around your waist. One hand slid down to give your butt a playful squeeze.

He guided you to stand in front of the mirror, hugging you from behind and planting gentle kisses on your neck. “Do you like the view?” he murmured in a husky tone against your shoulder.

You nodded, leaning your head back to rest on his shoulder. The kisses on your neck, initially sweet, began to grow more passionate and intense. Realizing where this was heading, you pulled away with a light laugh. “Behave, we have to go.”

Jude met your eyes with a mischievous glint, making you giggle. “Don’t look at me like that,” you admonished playfully, resting your head on his shoulder.

“Like what?” he teased, feigning innocence.

“I said to behave, remember?” you reminded him.

“A’ight, let’s behave” he promised, though his grin suggested otherwise.

“But just that you know, after dinner, I won’t be able to take my hands off you.”

[goth-vampires-blog]

What if I make a Shishigumi poly x Cloud leopard yn? Where yn is working at a cafe or restaurant where the Shishigumi members go and dine at, Ibuki is alive in this fanfiction, and Louis is still the leader (not a part of the poly)

[random-tail]

Eclipse u better run.. I mean swim.

Based off this comment

Orca!eclipse belongs to @naffeclipse

[rubiehart]

when john b is wanted by the cops, leopard!reader uses her pretty privilege to get the pogues some sustenance in the form of shitty pizza.

the roughed up teens sit in the crowded truck, seats reclined to keep them out of view of any passers-by who were drooling for that reward money. the yellow-ish light coming from the ‘urban slice’ sign illuminated the side walk, casting eerie shadows across the faces of the teens and distorted reflections against the windows.

“does anyone have any more cash to contribute?” clearly irritated, pope tries again, shaking the few coins he has in the palm of his hand, giving expected looks towards everyone. the silence was all the evidence he needed and he lets out a long sigh.

“dude, i’m so hungry i could eat my own arm.” jj pipes up, throwing his head back against the seat and flopping his arm around for empasis. the girl with her head on his lap gives him a sideways look, teeth crunching down loudly on the hard candy, completely unamused by his antics.

“only time i’ll agree with jj.” kiara adds from the driver’s seat, throwing an arm over her eyes and groaning. jj scoffs. “how much you got pope?” the second girl asks, sitting up from her laying position against jj and eyeing up pope expectedly. “uh-“ he starts, jingling the coins around between his palms to count. “79 cents.” he almost winces, eyes flitting to the girls face as she throws herself back against the leather seat with a groan. “great.”

“will you all shut up, for even five seconds? please.” john b asks with his eyebrows furrowed, turning his body to face the three in the backseat, eyes trained specifically on the girl with a short temper. “acting like i can’t hear your stomach rumbling from here.” she quips back, arms crossed over her chest, an equally unamused expression on her face.

huffing impatiently, she takes one last glance at her unhelpful friends, reaching over pope to pull the handle of the door. “since none of you losers wanna help-“ she starts, climbing over pope’s stunned body and jumping down onto the pavement, her sneakers smacking the concrete. “i’ll just do this myself.”

“um- i know i’m not the plan guy but i’m not really seein’ how this is workin’ out.” john b adds from the front seat, eyeing her suspiciously through the dirty window and she rolls her eyes, a little grin gracing her lips, teeth glinting in the shifty light.

“i got this. ‘kay?” she directs the questions at everyone, but her eyes are still trained on john b’s, blinking slowly as his eyes widen ever so slightly, his whole attitude seemingly changing. “uh- yeah whatever, be safe n’ stuff.” he nods, ignoring jj’s teasing from the backseat.

she gives everyone a once over, returning kiara’s supportive thumbs up with sticking her tongue out, slamming the car door and starting towards the borderline abandoned pizzeria.

she pushes open the door, big smile on her face directed to the only person behind the counter, a boy about her age, his cheeks noticeably redden as he looks her over, he hesitantly returns a little smile as she shoves her hands into the back pockets of her shorts, back arched a little and tits pushed forward as she eyes up the menu overhead.

her eyes are big and innocent as she blinks slowly at the menu, eyes flitting to his once she’d decided. “could i please get a large pizza, deep dish.“ she starts, eyes trained on him intently as he nods, stabbing nervously at the shitty screen, attempting to take her order.

“um- what toppings?” he hiccups out, her eyes widen a little and she pouts her lips a little, looking to the side as if she was thinking. “hmm..” she mumbles, bouncing on her heels a little, boobs practically in his face as she reels of her incessant list of toppings.

“cool. uh- will that be all?” he asks, scratching behind his ear awkwardly as he tries to keep his eyes on her face. “mhm. and a strawberry milkshake, extra whipped cream.” she smiles, rapping her nails against the chipped marble counter, tips of his ears reddening as he processes the order and quickly scurries into the back without another word.

she smirks to herself, pulling out her phone and swiping onto whatever app to pass the time, elbows leaning against the counter as the guy sneaks glances at her whilst sprinkling olives onto her pizza.

sliding her order across the counter to her. “that’ll be $12.95.” he nods, and she smiles, a little too confidently for someone who currently doesn’t even have a cent to her name. “for sure.”

she reaches into her bra, purposely making a show of dipping hem of her tank down to show the lace of her bra. “oh shoot.” she whispers, theatrically patting down the rest of her pockets and sighing when she expectedly finds nothing, concealing her smirk at the way his gaze followed her hands, shamlessly taking up and down her body as she pouted.

“i must’ve forgot my purse..” she mumbles, throwing one hand down at her side, giving her best puppy eyes to the scrawny boy and he goes red, something that seemed to be routine for him. “uh, y’know what, it’s on the house. closing up this shit hole in half an hour or so anyways-“ he coughs up the excuse, clearly a lie but she was thankful anyway.

“really?” she smiles, canines gleaming as she picks up the pizza box, milkshake in the other hand, wrapping her lips around the shitty paper straw and taking an overly suggestive sip, eyes closed and fluttering as she lets out a pleasured noise.

“that’s really good.” she smiles, he’s bright red by this point and she’s feeling a little bad, although she does take pride in making perverted men uncomfortable, he seemed sweet so she left it at that. “see ya!” she turns on her heel, waving behind her as the little bell above the door chimes to signal her exit, sneakers tapping against the concrete as she slides open the truck door again, the smell of freshly baked pizza filling the senses of the starved teens.

“someone order a pizza?”

[rea-grimm]

Shelter - Snow leopard Law

Early in the morning, you went for your morning run, where you ran around your property every single morning. You inherited a park from your great-grandmother, which you turned into a shelter.

You came from a family of hunters, but you refused to continue the family business especially since your family hunted the supernatural, whether they were innocent or criminal.

But in your shelter, which acted more as a temporary stopover for animals and even shapeshifters who went there to heal or rest before they left again. 

During your run, you came across an injured and, to your surprise, green tiger sleeping by the fence. You immediately knew it was a shifter, but you didn't care. 

You cautiously crouched down beside him and talked him down. The tiger woke up, yawned and looked at you sleepily. You were glad that the beast wasn't aggressive and instead calmly followed you into your house, where you also had room to tend to the animals and give them the care they needed.

There you treated the shifter. He then walked over to the park, where he lay down on a wide flat rock with the sun shining on it. 

You then took a quick shower, and as you were changing your clothes, your eyes fell on the picture frame you had on your nightstand. It was of you, Luffy and Law. 

This photo was important to you as it was a memento of your first meeting with Law, your best friend. And truthfully, you hoped you could be something more.

It was Luffy who introduced you. He invited you both and his crew to a bar where you met and hit it off. Plus, you went to Law when you needed treatment since you were traumatized from the hospitals and refused to just walk in.

As you were looking at the photo, your phone rang. It was Luffy inviting you to lunch at Baratie. And what he meant by recognizing you was that he'd meet you there, but everyone pays their own way. 

You arrived at Baratie, where Luffy's gang was already settled in, only without Zoro, and even Law was there. Of course, you were waited on by Sanji, who brought and offered only the best to you and all the other ladies. Law just grunted something quietly over that before taking a drink to cover it up.

You were chatting and Nami mentioned that Zoro had gone missing again and wasn't answering anyone's phone. To be honest, none of you were surprised. 

You mentioned the new additions to the shelter, including the tiger. The Straw Hat was excited about it and wanted to go see the tiger immediately, but the others stopped him. 

"Too bad, I wanted to ride him," Luffy muttered. His sadness didn't last long, however, as he immediately straightened up and looked at you with a wide smile.

"Y/N, Torao had something he wanted to tell you. He wanted to tell you that..." he began, but that was when Usopp and Nami gagged him and Law gave him a murderous look. 

"It was nothing," Law looked at you, but when he saw the way you smiled at him, he had to tell you. Or at least something else. ":...I got a new tattoo. I wanted to show it to you," he finally muttered.

"Sweet. I can't wait to see it," you smiled. Law smiled weakly and nodded his head in agreement. For the rest of lunch, however, he pierced Luffy with his gaze. 

Early the next morning, you had an unexpected visitor. You heard a knock on the door and went to answer it. Two men in black suits stood at the door. One of them was smiling pleasantly and the most noticeable thing about him was his long nose. The other man had black hair and was looking at you coldly. Both of them introduced themselves as representatives of the inspection authority and they had to check your shelter.

They suspected illegal importation of animals, and subsidies and had to check all the documents you had there. 

But you had a strange feeling about them and suspected that they were there for something else. 

However, you let them in as you had nothing to hide and all the documents were covered and copies made. 

The two men had been with you for almost the entire morning and were still looking on. The man with the black hair walked over to you, grabbed your wrist firmly and growled something. He reminded you more than ever of a wild animal. 

He looked like he wanted to hurt you and he got his answer out of you by force when Law appeared in the doorway. At that moment, the black-haired man let you go and Law walked over to you and stood protectively in front of you. Within a few minutes, the two officials left. 

"Are you alright? What were they doing here?" Law asked you, examining your wrist, which showed the fingerprints of the way he had held you earlier.

"I'm fine. They said they were just checking something, but all they did was make a mess," you replied, looking at all the papers that were around.

"Those never mean anything good," he replied.

You were glad he showed up. Actually, Law was there because he promised to show you a new tattoo the day before. You knew almost every tattoo he had on him. But now he's had the tattoo on his chest repaired and a few details tweaked.

Law took off his shirt so you could see the tattoo in question. Of course, he was pleased when you complimented him on the tattoo. But your eyes fell on the leopard spots that looked like more tattoos.

"You got another new one here. I didn't know you were a fan of animal designs," you commented, running your fingers gently over them. Law flinched under your touch, and you missed how he panicked for a moment.

"Yeah, I forgot about those. Those are new too," he muttered. He pulled his shirt back down again when he noticed more spots on his arms, so he pulled his sleeves down. He looked at you again, and especially at your wrists, where a bruise was slowly starting to form. 

"I'll get you something good for those bruises tomorrow. Make them go away faster," he added, surprisingly gently. 

You chatted pleasantly with Law as you saw a familiar car pull up to the front gate from the window. You knew immediately who it belonged to and it ruined your good mood. 

It was your father, who even now had come to persuade you to return to the hunters and the family business. He needed you for his other work.

Besides, he said you had an incredible talent. Ever since you were a child, you've had excellent eyesight and the ability to spot shapeshifters in the blink of an eye. Plus, you had a talent for runes. 

But you rejected it. You wanted nothing to do with him. Your father frowned at your refusal and warned you that something might happen to you or your shelter.

That pissed you off even more. Don't you dare let him interfere in your life and threaten you. Before you knew it, you were in there arguing with him. You weren't in the mood for quiet, so Law came out to support you. 

Your argument also woke up the green-furred tiger, who stirred and came over to you while growling dangerously at your father, already ready to lunge for his throat. 

Their presence calmed you down a bit and helped you keep your cool. You placed your hand on the tiger's head, stopping him from attacking. The tiger looked at you, but still growled warningly at your father. You could see the look on Law's face, too, as he looked like a beast ready to rip his throat out. 

Your father saw these two join you and decided he was at a disadvantage and with a warning to watch out for your pets, he left. 

"Are you all right?" Law asked, seeing your hands balled into fists, and taking your hand, he led you home. The tiger was on your heels, refusing to move away from you.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just... We don't seem to be choosing a family... But he's bugging the hell out of me," you said, sitting up.

It was slowly approaching evening and Law looked at the clock. He should be back, but he didn't want to leave you alone.

"I'll be fine," you assured him. The tiger lay down on the couch next to you and seemed to nod his head in agreement to keep an eye on you as well. 

With that, Law bid you farewell. He still told you to be careful, though, and to call him if anything happened. 

"You can count on it. Let me know when you get home," you said, scratching the tiger's head.

Law, however, didn't let you know at all. You thought maybe he'd forgotten, even though it was the first time it had happened. You had a habit of always letting each other know when you were saying goodbye when you were getting home. 

You thought about it while you scratched the tiger's head, which was purring contentedly. However, you were interrupted from these thoughts by your phone. You were beginning to think it was Law when you realized it was your friend. 

You picked up the phone and put it to your ear. To your surprise, she called you this late because she found a big cat injured on the side of the road on her way home.

"...I don't know what it is. It looks like a leopard but in white. Can I take it to your place? I don't want to leave it here. I think it's still alive," she told you. Of course, you told her to take the animal to you. 

You were on your feet immediately and went to prepare the room. If the beast had been hit by a car or something else had happened to it, you wanted to be ready. 

Your friend arrived a few dozen minutes later and you helped her carry the animal inside. She was right, as it was a leopard, but a snow leopard. 

The animal had beautiful white fur with black spots and a long bushy tail. You noticed it even had a collar around its neck. 

Your friend said goodbye to you and left you alone. Meanwhile, you examined the cat for injuries. Fortunately, he was fine and probably hadn't even broken anything. 

Instead, you focused on the collar, which you tried to remove. But when you tried, you got an electric shock in your hands. You immediately pulled your hands away. 

The next day, when you woke up and went to check on the snow leopard, he was already awake. You checked him to make sure he was okay before you gave him food. Then you went to get the other animals. To your surprise, the snow leopard followed you every step of the way.

Then you decided to find out more about the collar. In the daylight, you could clearly see the runes, but they were scrawled as if by a child. From the handwriting, you had some suspicions as to what it was. However, the runes were so oddly arranged that you had no idea how to undo them to remove the collar. 

You wanted to find out who was hiding under the leopard's fur, so you reached for the alphabet tablet to communicate with him. But he only confirmed that he was a shapeshifter, but refused to tell you his name. 

You were about to ask him again so you would know what to call him when there was a knock on the door. You went to the door but the snow leopard was at your side. 

To your surprise, it was the same black-haired man from yesterday. This time, however, he was alone. He wanted to check on something else he hadn't managed to do yesterday. He even seemed a little more polite at first, even introducing himself as Rob Lucci.

But you refused to let him in. He tried to get in anyway. But he was prevented from doing so by the snow leopard, which started growling at him and nearly bit him. 

"I see how it is. This isn't over," he said coldly, and you thought you heard a faint growl in his voice. With that, Rob Lucci fixed you with a look and walked away.

You shook your head at that and went back inside. You picked up the phone and tried calling Law. You hadn't heard from him since yesterday and you were a little worried about him. However, he didn't pick up and your call dropped to voicemail. That just added to your worries. 

The snow leopard was sitting next to you, and when he saw your expression, he rested his head in your lap and began to nuzzle you lightly, as if trying to reassure you. 

You went to check the park today, too. You were going to go inside first. Of course, the snow leopard went with you. You both alerted when you heard a growl. 

You ran to where the growling was coming from and you couldn't believe your eyes. A golden fox was fighting with a green-furred tiger.

"Hey, that's enough!" You shouted, wanting to separate them since you had a pretty good idea that they were shifters. However, both of them were deaf to your words. Even the snow leopard roared at them, but even that didn't help.

So you both decided on a different tactic. You threw yourselves between them. You grabbed the fox by the skin from behind and pulled him aside, while the shapeshifter confronted the tiger.

Once they both calmed down, you put the fox back on the ground. The fox looked at you before it started to come at you and rub against your leg. But the snow leopard didn't like that and pushed him away from you. He then snorted and rubbed himself against your leg in satisfaction. 

Then you and the snow leopard set off again for the rest of your tour of the park. On the way back, you were walking around the fence when you noticed a hole in it. On closer inspection, you discovered that someone had cut it. 

You wondered what it could have been when you heard a wolf howl from across the park. It was strange since you had no idea there was a wolf. You cautiously followed the sound.

You stopped dead in your tracks as a sight perhaps even more bizarre than a green-furred tiger unfolded before you. A wolf and giraffe stood in a small clearing directly in front of you. You felt like your little sanctuary was becoming more of a zoo.

The two animals, which you knew were shifters, were acting like nothing. Like they totally belonged there. You didn't know what to do with them, so you decided to leave them alone for the day and wait until tomorrow to see how things turned out.

That evening you curled up in bed with a snow leopard at your side, snuggling up to you. You picked up the phone again and tried to call Law. It was strange to you that he hadn't answered for so long. 

You sighed and scratched the snow leopard's head. You looked at him and thought you had seen his eyes before somewhere. But you couldn't remember where. 

The next day, after you fed the animals, you decided to overcome your fear and go to the hospital. You didn't go there for yourself, you went there for Law. He still wasn't answering his phone, so you thought you'd ask him at work if he'd been seen.

You made it to his ward, where you ran into Marco. You asked him about the surgeon, but it was the second day he hadn't seen him either. But he thought he was taking some well-deserved time off. You thanked him and tried to look for him elsewhere. 

This time you went to his house. You didn't have the keys, but you got in through the window without any trouble. But there was no sign of him there either. 

However, there was his white and rather chubby cat, Bepo, clinging to you and meowing sadly.

"Bepo," and you bent down to the cat, who immediately jumped into your arms. You petted him before you went around the apartment. 

In the kitchen, you poured Bepo's kibble before going to the bedroom and bathroom. You just hoped you wouldn't find him collapsed somewhere. You still figured he'd worked late and now he's sleeping. But that didn't explain why Bepo was so hungry and why he wasn't answering you. 

When you didn't find him in the apartment, you decided to go home. Of course, you took the white cat with you, since you had no idea when Law would return to take care of him. 

As soon as you brought him home, the cat jumped out of your arms and ran to the snow leopard, with whom he began to cuddle as if he had known him all his life. You watched it, and you became suspicious.

After a while, you got a call from a nearby animal rescue station. They'd caught a strange wolf that everyone was afraid of and couldn't handle. 

When you got there, you understood what they meant. They had a wolf locked up in a dungeon, a cross between a Doberman and a wolf. He watched you through the bars with intelligent golden eyes. You knew immediately that this was no ordinary wolf. 

"Hey there," you smiled sweetly at the shapeshifter and asked if he wanted to come with you, describing your little shelter and the park to him as well. He nodded his head and followed you calmly and obediently. All the staff at the shelter were completely taken aback by how docile and calm the animal was now. 

At your shelter, the wolf followed you inside, which didn't sit well with the snow leopard. He didn't growl at the wolf, but you could see how cautious he was and didn't lunge away from your feet. 

That same evening, another surprise awaited you. You were sitting on the couch with the snow leopard, he was half in your lap, and you were cuddling him. You scratched his head behind his ears and under his neck while he purred contentedly. He even leaned over and started licking your face. 

You were interrupted from this sweet moment by scratching at the door. The leopard grunted in displeasure at this. You didn't want to get up either, but you wanted to find out what it was. 

You got up from the couch and walked over to the door with the snow leopard and the hound each at your side. When you opened the door, the wolf you had seen the day before in the park was outside, along with a giraffe.

Before you could say anything, the wolf took the hem of your shirt in its mouth and began to drag you into the park. He looked like it was important. You let yourself be dragged while the two beasts were on your heels like two bodyguards.

As he dragged you, you began to make out the silhouette of a giraffe through the trees. When he pulled you to the right spot, the giraffe was bending over the leopard, who was lying on the ground, breathing heavily. You immediately noticed the collar with runes on its neck. 

You were about to walk over to the leopard when the snow leopard stopped you. He meowed at you as if to warn you. But you didn't. This was your sanctuary, and you wanted to take care of everyone who needed your help. 

Eventually, you managed to drag the leopard home where you could nurse it back to health. His fur was much shorter, and you noticed the circular scars on his back, but they were much older. Your eyes then fell on the taser marks. 

After a moment, the leopard began to wake up, growling and shuffling about as if to escape. You were holding him against the table, trying to calm him down, when a snow leopard walked over to you with a syringe of sedative in its mouth.

You took it from him and removed it from its protective wrapping before injecting it into the wounded beast. It calmed down immediately and was asleep within moments. 

The next day you were awakened by a noise from outside. Immediately, you and the snow leopard were on your feet and running to find out what was going on. 

Outside in the courtyard, the tiger and the hound you brought the day before were fighting. To everyone's amazement, the hound was winning. You wanted to stop them or you feared the hound would maul the tiger. 

But just as you called out to them, the wolf looked at you with its golden eyes before looking at the tiger and walking away triumphantly. 

It was a good thing the tiger had enough strength in him for you to take him to the nursing station where the other leopard was still sleeping peacefully. 

You nursed the striped beast just in time, as just as you had a bit of peace to sit down, the bell rang. This time, however, Luffy and his crew were at the door. 

"Hello," he smiled warmly at you as you invited them in. "Hey, I see Torao's here too. That's cool," he smiled as he noticed the snow leopard. He growled at Luffy before looking at you and running off with downcast eyes. 

Luffy just chuckled at that before he ran after him towards the park, transforming into a black wolf in a flash. 

Nami then walked over to you saying that they had come to pick up Zoro and Sanji. As soon as she told you, you knew which animals they were. Plus, you had one in the next room. 

After Luffy and his gang left, you went to check on the other leopard. He was still lying where you left him, but his eyes were already open and he seemed to have some sort of perception. 

He was as docile as a lamb and had no trouble getting treatment. But you had the impression that this was largely due to the drugs he was still on. 

When you treated him properly, the leopard pressed his head into your hand and licked it. You scratched behind his ears for a while before you decided to go back. Little did you know that the leopard would follow you. 

You lay down for bail and were about to watch a movie when the injured leopard lay down next to you and put his head in your lap in a silent request for a scratch. He even started purring when you started scratching him in just the right spot on his head. 

The snow leopard watched the whole thing from the window and growled. This was supposed to be him with you. He was there for a long time, moving from place to place, wondering what to do next. 

After a few long minutes, he finally made up his mind, squeezed through the window and crept up to you, at which point he lay down on the other side of you and rested his head on your leg. You also scratched his head. It was a strange feeling just relaxing with a movie and having two big beasts by your side, but they acted like kittens. 

During the next day, you set about unlocking the collar and finally managed to unlock it. You took it off all the shapeshifters that were wearing it. However, none of them wanted to change back. And even though you knew the snow leopard was Law, you didn't understand why he wouldn't change back. 

Less than an hour later, an unexpected visitor stopped by your door. It was your father who strolled into your backyard. You had no idea how he managed to get so close since you'd barricaded the whole place with runes.

"Go away, I'm not in the mood for you," you told him angrily, arms crossed over your chest. You had Law at your side as a leopard, another leopard, even a giraffe and a wolf. 

It looked like your father was trying to recruit you to his side again but to no avail. However, this resulted in an argument where the shifters started growling at your father and it was clear that he was at a disadvantage. 

Before he left, he gave you a warning that made you feel bad, as you knew what this man was capable of. 

When he finally left, you decided to check your little park to make sure all the barriers were in place and nothing had happened. 

Everything seemed fine. You came to a small stream that emptied into a small lake. There was a small wooden bridge across it. You crossed over to the other side of the pond, where Law jumped onto a fallen branch that extended to the middle of the water. 

What neither of you expected was that the branch under him broke and he fell into the water. You expected him to be able to swim, but when he didn't make it above the surface, you jumped in to get him. The pond wasn't very deep, but it was deep enough for someone to drown. 

You pulled him out, fearing the worst. Soon, however, the snow leopard sputtered water and coughed. You were surprised he preferred to stay in his cat form. 

Now you were both soaked to the bone, and the worst part was the slight wind that chilled you. You made your way home as quickly as possible, where you took a hot shower and changed into warm clothes. 

Despite all this, however, you felt that you couldn't get warm. The two beasts were lying next to you, giving you their warmth. Despite this, you were shivering like a Chihuahua.

Soon after, you developed a fever and the flu. While you were out, Law turned human and took care of you. He didn't want to leave you alone, so he got you the medicine you needed through the leopard. You haven't seen him since. 

You woke up one day during the flu and were so lucid that you took Law's hand and wished he was there with you. You even managed, in your weakened state, to pull him into bed with you. Law kissed you on the forehead and lay there with you. 

A few days later, when you were finally able to get out of bed and function normally, Luffy showed up. He was glad you were okay and that Torao had taken care of you. 

The werewolf had stopped by to invite you to a giant barbecue they were having at Shanks' house. You, however, turned him down as you didn't want to leave the shelter unnecessarily unprotected and instead warned him about your father. 

What you didn't know, however, was that if you couldn't go to the barbecue, the barbecue moved to your shelter. Luffy and his gang provided everything you needed, and you haven't seen this many shifters in one place in a long time. There were new and familiar faces, and the mood was generally happy.

It was nearing midnight when the sound of gunfire rang out in the distance. Everybody instantly perked up and the party was off. Your shelter was surrounded by hunters. You immediately began to put together a plan, as there were no hunters who were willing to negotiate. 

Also at the barbecue was Ace, a fiery werewolf who circled the borders and set them on fire, creating the only possible entrance to the park. But you also knew about a secret passageway, a shaft of sorts that led you out to safety. 

While some made their escape to safety, the stronger ones fought back, giving space for others to escape. You, of course, were on the front lines with Law. You knew they mostly wanted you.

You caught their attention and lured them away from their shelter. Soon, however, you had nowhere to go and you were trapped. 

What you didn't expect was for a black limo to pull up right in front of you and open the door with a promise of safety. You looked at Law, who looked as incredulous as you did. 

However, it was the hunters or an unknown limo. Eventually, you hopped into the car, which drove you away. The limo took you long and far to an unknown destination. Law turned human in the car and together you waited to see what would happen next. 

Anyway, the car took you to the next town over, to the luxury district, to one of the better hotels. There you were given a room where you and Law spent the night. 

The next day, you received an envelope with directions to the meeting place. When you got there, you couldn't believe your eyes. There stood that obnoxious agent, Rob Lucci, with the leopard ears and tail. You immediately realized it was the leopard you were taking care of. 

But Rob Lucci was looking at you very differently now than he had the first time. He walked confidently over to you and took your hand before kissing your fingertips.

"I'm glad you came. Such a good little mouse," he smiled and licked his lips. Not to mention he told you he wanted to court you like a proper leopard.

But that was over the line, and Law stood protectively in front of you, forcing the leopard to let you go. He just chuckled at that, and you saw something dark flash in his eyes. 

"If you change your mind, my offer will still stand. Don't make me wait too long, though," he said, and you suspected that it wouldn't be easy. And it was true. If you didn't change your mind, Rob Lucci already had a plan in his head to get you all to himself. 

After that, you went back to the city, but instead of a shelter, you ended up in Law's apartment. Where you hoped the hunters wouldn't come looking for you. 

You ordered your food and saw the snow leopard peeking at you, wondering about something. After the meal, you decided to comfort him about it. 

"Even though you're a hunter and I'm a shapeshifter..." he began. "... I'd still want you as my mate," he finally said, and you saw his cheeks flush. His face turned even redder when you told him you wanted him to. 

He pulled you close and kissed you on the lips. Then he began to shower little kisses on your jaw and neck, where he paid the most attention.

When he found the perfect spot, he licked it, his tongue rough, like a cat's tongue, before biting you gently. Not enough to break the skin, but enough to leave his mark on your skin. Making you completely his.

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There Are No Winners With Revenge

000 | Sonic the Hedgehog x OC x Shadow the Hedgehog

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THERE ARE NO WINNERS WITH REVENGE "the action of harming someone in return for a wrong suffered at their hands"

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“Would you like to hear a story,” Cyril, a village elder, wondered to the snow leopard cub who raced to keep up with him, reaching a hand out to her so she could latch onto it. Instead of receiving a verbal response, Cyril was met with eyes wide and full of wonder. “Of a warrior named Sa’tari?”

A soft gasp escaped the small leopard’s lips as she came to a sudden stop, dragging Cyril back with her. An amused smile began to tug at his lips as he turned to stare down at the cub, excitement and confusion flickering across her face. “But that’s my name?”

“That’s right,” Cyril agreed, bemused at the cub’s reaction before he was bending at the knee to scoop her up into his arms and continue their short walk to the edge of the village. Sa’tari put up no fight, too stunned to do so as she waited for him to continue the story. “You, my little Sa’tari, will be this village’s last hope when the time comes.”

“Does that mean I’m going to be a warrior like Papa?” Sa’tari whispered as if the idea of it was too good to be true.

“Of course, it does,” Cyril said as they finally broke away from the village and wandered on a trail through the snow and thick forest-covered mountains, continuing until they reached what seemed to be an old, overgrown temple. “But that’s many, long years away.” 

“But I want to be a warrior now,” Sa’tari whined, one of her paws digging into Cyril’s shoulder as her claws made contact, the cub not yet used to controlling the pointed weapons.

“Patience, child,” Cyril warned with a chuckle, used to seeing such enthusiasm. His words didn’t do anything to quam Sa’tari’s excitement though, not as she rocked out of his hold and raced towards the temple, as if crashing through its walls would make her the warrior she was destined to be. A sombre expression passed over his features as he watched her go. “Let’s not rush the inevitable.”

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

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🌹🌹🌹 COOOOOONGRATULAAATIONNSSSS 🌹🌹🌹

Can I get a cone with vanilla flavour, topped with M&Ms and maple syrup? I want to ask for snow leopard Shoto 🐆

A/N: thank you so much for your ongoing support! I really enjoyed writing these headcanons for you, and I hope you'll like them as much as I do :3

MY HERO ACADEMIA

Snow leopard!Shoto, who usually maintains a dignified demeanor, turns into a playful goofball when he's alone with you.

Snow leopard!Shoto, who often finds himself fascinated by his own fluffy tail, can be seen chasing it in playful circles. Whenever he catches it, he looks at you with a triumphant glint in his eyes, as if he's just accomplished the greatest feat.

Snow leopard!Shoto, who senses whenever you're feeling down or stressed, and curls up beside you, purring softly, his warm fur offering comfort and solace.

Snow leopard!Shoto has a penchant for being a bit goofy at times. He'll pounce on fallen leaves or playfully bat at floating feathers, his playful antics never failing to bring a smile to your face, and you can't help but laugh at his playful clumsiness.

Snow leopard!Shoto, who absolutely adores playing with balls, especially when you roll them across the floor for him. His mismatched eyes light up with excitement as he chases after them, his graceful leaps and bounds a joy to behold.

Snow leopard!Shoto and one of his favourite pastimes which is taking leisurely naps in the sunlit spots of your home. You often find him basking in the warm glow, napping with his head placed on the tip of his fluffy tail. You snap photos of him snoozing and send them to your friend with a captions like, "isn't he just adorable?!"

Snow leopard!Shoto, who is particularly fond of belly rubs, melts into a puddle of contentment when you stroke his soft fur, his purrs rumbling in satisfaction.

Snow leopard!Shoto, who also has a particular fondness for chin scratches. He tilts his head upwards, his eyes closing in bliss as you scratch under his chin, his purring intensifying with each loving touch.

Snow leopard!Shoto, who is deeply protective of you, often stands guard by your side, his watchful eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger.

Snow leopard!Shoto is deeply attuned to your emotions, sensing when you need a comforting presence or a gentle nudge of encouragement.

Snow leopard!Shoto, who loves his nose being booped by you!

Snow leopard!Shoto, who values your companionship above all else, often nudges your hand with his head, silently asking for your attention and some head pats.

Snow leopard!Shoto, who is fond of exploring new places, and enjoys going on adventurous walks with you.

Snow leopard!Shoto, who absolutely loves rolling in the soft, lush grass. The sensation of the cool blades against his spotted fur brings him pure joy, his contented purrs filling the air as he revels in the simple pleasure.

Snow leopard!Shoto, who absolutely despises baths, will do anything to avoid them. At the mere mention of bath time, he'll slink away, his tail bushing in defiance as he seeks refuge in the farthest corner of the room.

Snow leopard!Shoto, who detests having his teeth cleaned, becomes a picture of stubbornness when it comes to dental hygiene. He'll clamp his jaws shut firmly, refusing to cooperate as you attempt to wield the toothbrush with patience. "Come on, Shoto, open your muzzle, I don't have the entire day!"

Snow leopard!Shoto, who prefers to maintain his grooming routine on his own terms, will often retreat to a secluded spot to lick his fur clean with meticulous care, glaring intently at you, making sure you're not trying to give him a bath.

Snow leopard!Shoto, who is quite picky about his food. He can and will be the drama king when it comes to his meals. You might present him with the fanciest of gourmet feeds, only for him to theatrically gag at the mere scent. For him, nothing quite compares to the delight of raw salmon or a juicy steak.

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snow leopard!gojo wants to take care of you so badly. he wants to groom you just the way he does himself. he will literally lick your skin and the tickling sensation makes you laugh. he peeks at you with his big blue eyes, proud that you're enjoying this.

he licks and nips at the soft skin of your stomach, gently sinking his teeth into you every so often just to give you a little toothy grin when you quietly gasp at his antics. he nuzzles his nose at your skin as he moves up on your body.

his tail trails over your thighs as he hovers above you and he doesn't miss how you shiver below him. he's trying so hard to not focus on the fact that you taste so good, that you smell so good – he's just trying to clean you. he's being a good boy right now, he's not thinking about anything else other than taking care of you. he's not thinking about the way you're slowly but surely starting to take in bigger and deeper breaths. he's not thinking about how warm you are. how you're grinding into his knee, the one that's very convienently resting right between your thighs. how warm you are. he's not thinking about the way your hands are buried in his pearly white locks, the way your fingers are grazing at his soft, fuzzy ears. he can hear your heartbeat and he can now really smell you, too. satoru closes his eyes and lowers himself further down onto you, his skin brushing against yours as he continues to lick at your neck.

he wants to bite down stronger. he wants to hear you – he wants you to gasp, he wants you to mewl for him. he just wants you to let him know how good he's doing:(((( he wants your praise and he wants your attention:(((( he never wants to let you go, to let you leave – you look so pretty here underneath him. his baby.