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clya-lyren · 1 year

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Bells Hells <3

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verflares · 1 month

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lying face down on the floor. there are so many things to draw always. that is so crazy

#SO MANY THINGSSSS I WANT TO DRAW. so little time. once again i need to embrace just doodling things for doodling sake. sniffls #i definitely wanna get some things done for totkversary but before that.. i should do more skord. and more totk outfits. and more zelink. a #(i continue saying things until i fade away completely into a pile of dust)#BTW I DID DRAW THE HERO'S ASPECT but. i dont think i liked him enough to post him here sniffles. maybe sometime later #in like an art dump or smth if i get a buildup... or maybe i could just post the lineart. idk #oh i have a wolf link thing in my files too tht i feel pretty good abt but thatll be a bit i think (is holding my tp stuff on embargo)#anyways. i should go to bed soon maybe. (just stands there)#honestly i am very bored but i got nothing i really wanna do rn... sniffs. nothing for it though #personal.txt

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cream-and-tea · 11 months

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how do werewolves work in lmd (plus anything else like that)

OK SO.

(this got very very long)

(just as a warning)

(also i’m going to tag @transmasc-wizard bc i remember you asked about this a while ago and a lot of this response comes from what i had typed up to respond to YOU lol)

(okay here we go)

there are (putting it very very basically) two main kinds of magic in the Ghost Story Universe: mortem (Death Juice) and vita (Life Juice). they draw from the same source (God Juice) (which is also the source of the apocalypse but that’s another post entirely) and are kind of different aspects of one thing, but still act as opposing forces. equals and opposites, can’t have one without the other, etc etc. the point is that even though they’re two different types of magic they share the same set of rules and operate under the same basic facts. one of the most basic being that magic is physically taxing to use. no magic comes without a cost

so this is pretty straightforward. and generally it isn’t anything too debilitating, but the more powerful the magic and the more magic used, the more damaging the physical effects become (for example: early on agnes’s chitchats with the ghosts she sees don’t really wear on her because it’s a very passive form of her power, but as the plot progresses and she actively draws on it more and more she starts to develop chronic headaches). the more active magic bullshit you do in succession —> the worse you’ll be feeling the next morning. people would usually need to rest for upwards of a few days after performing a major act of magic and the reason The Library focuses so much on endurance and repetition is to prevent that from happening. it’s to the point that some majorly powerful stuff is possible but the benefit of it is almost completely outweighed by the potential damage it would cause.

rambly worbuilding aside, this is really just a preface so it makes sense when i say: vampires and werewolves are what happen when people push their magic to far.

they’re basically the most extreme end of the spectrum for either kind of magic. vamps are a result of overusing vita (blood life stuff), and wolfs are a result of overusing mortem (spooky death stuff). this happens to people when they’re drawing on so much magic that their body literally cannot support it anymore and starts canabilizing itself in order to support the magic and prevent the person from just. coming apart at the seams. a Regular Person body is just incapable of handling that amount of power, so in turn they have to draw their sustenance from a different non-human source. the comparatively small piece-of-magic-apocalypse-juice in them mutates and co-opts the functions of their body in order to save that body from collapse. both vamps and wolves have to feed CONSTANTLY or they risk their bodies giving in and all their organs straight-up failing. it’s a slow transformation process and sort of representative of how much Whatever Caused The Apocalypse has become so deeply ingrained in every part of the new world. again: it presents differently but it’s all the same stuff in the end.

the world is full of monsters and weirdness and general spooky bullshit but vampires and werewolves especially have an ENORMOUS amount of stigma surrounding them because of the fact that most people still see regular magic users as recognizably human, and view the transformation as a transition from Human Person With Emotions Who I Should View As Such Despite This One Weird Thing to Inhuman Monster. most magical creatures aren’t seen as sentient in nature and many of them are actively dangerous to humans, so if someone pushes their abilities to far and ends up undergoing the transformation then it’s seen as a shift from being one of Us (normal people just trying to survive this crazy broken down to world) to being one of Them (unnatural monsters that came about as a result of the evil forest and apocalypse and want to destroy humanity), except that obviously the people who are turned are the same people they were before, just with an extra set of challenges and probably more bloodlust (which i can see being a bit of concern but c’mon. are u really going to let a little killer instinct get in the way of a lasting and meaningful relationship. weak).

They’re also used as an excuse when it comes to hatred of people born with magic at all. bc sure it SEEMS harmless when you kid is learning from their dead grandma or healing a little bit faster than normal, but with ONE WRONG MOVE they could become A VISCOUS BEAST or a BLOODSUCKING MONSTER and do you really want to take that risk?? wouldn’t it be better to stamp that out now before someone gets hurt??? even in places like The Library, which usually serves as a safe-haven for people born w magic, vamps and wolfs are seen as somehow Lesser. The Library toutes them as cautionary tales and failures of magic, basically a warning of what not to do to their students.

to get into the more specific abilities and effects and What Being A Vampire Or Werewolf Means i’ve made some handy little lists (ft. calliope and luca macnamara, a book 2-3 character that nobody knows about lol) (please click tumblr absolutely wrecked the quality):

so. yeah.

#i hope this is coherent i am truly just Saying Shit #tldr is if you do to much extreme magic you get fuckin vamped. or wolfed. but i felt the need to dig deeper and also make silly little #drawings about it. as you do.#worldbuilding isn’t always my strongsuit but i LOVE LOVE LOVE vampires and werewolves and i think i managed to do something interesting here #idk we all know monsters are Queer As Fuck and i mean. obviously. but the way i think about vamps and wolves in the lmd-verse is a bit more #in line w being disabled? especially in terms of chronic exhaustion and chronic pain since those are what i have the most experience #dealing with. but it really is pick your metaphor.#the monsters are a metaphor for eeeeeverything babyyyyy #i got to draw luca for this that was fun i love luca #he’s just a guy. anxious guy. tired guy. he just wants everyone to leave him alone so he can do crossword puzzles in peace.#if i love anything it’s my little side characters. technically a book 2 antagonist is a vampire and has a bigger role #but he’s an asshole so i don’t wanna draw him #the joke i make about calliope and luka is that calliope is a gay werewolf #who dresses like a gay vampire. and luca is a gay vampire who dresses like a gay werewolf.#nblw and mlm solidarity if you will #wip: ghost story #creme does an art

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vibingandsimping · 7 months

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Ayooo for that ascended astarion and timid reader, would you be able to write how he takes her. Idk why i never thought of that combo but dayum. Fire.

LMAOO. This request made me giggle when I first read it. Took me awhile to get to these requests but I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN!!

Whether or not you were a virgin didn’t matter to Astarion. He’d treat you like you were, anyways. His brain wouldn’t wrap around any experience you had. A little thing like you needed some guidance; a little confidence. He has you sat on his lap. Thighs wrapped around him as your knees pressed into the plush of the bed (nothing short of exquisite). You’re clad in very little, in fact, only your lower garment. Skin and breasts on display for a man who observed you like the finest meal in Faerûn. You were sure this wolf was going to eat you whole, actually. The bated silence was broken by him looping his fingers around your wrist and resting it upon his chest. The bastard was still dressed with the exception of his shoes. He rests your fingers on the lace of his shirt.

“Now, if you ever want to seduce a man, my darling. It’s all a dance between the two. Not that i’d ever let hands on you besides my own.” That last sentence sent shivers with the way it’d been spoken. His voice dropping an octave becoming a near growl. You tremble a tidbit as you began to unlace his shirt and slip it off his pale body. You’d seen him shirtless a couple times from your shared bed. This was entirely different- he intended on showing you this skin with an carnal intimacy. To make you lust after him as the way he’s lusted after you. He watches in anticipation and you swallow shakily, fingers skimming his skin. The muscle’s flex at the touch and he draws in a breath. You have a sense that he’d been imagining this long before he event officially met you. He releases your wrist in favor of holding your hips. The added weight closes any distance between your crotches. The firm outline of his erection in his clad trousers sent shivers up your spine. A whine choking in your throat. You hated the effect he had on you throughout your time with him.

His lips drawl into a wicked smirk as his fangs peek. You’re acutely reminded of his nature. A demigod creature of the night preparing to claim you as his. Eternity or not it was a big step in whatever this relationship was. Which, seems to be his consort or lover? He was fiercely protective of you but gave it no true label. You felt more like property than any sort of a mutual. He takes another deep breath and his pupils dilate. His enhanced senses must be telling him of your state. Surely you seeped onto his pants by now. Nails trail your hip as he moves it between your thighs. Sliding past the thin fabric to slip his fingers in-between your folds. Astarion lets out a soft sound of satisfaction finding you wet. The pads of his fingers pressing against the bud of your clit before he pulls away entirely. He makes a show of cleaning his fingers off while moaning at the taste of your cunt. “Delicious. I’m positive it’s even better straight from the source, though. Don’t worry, pet. We have all night to explore. I’ll teach you everything.” You shivered and nodded sheepishly. This life of luxury was alien to you but it was something you could eventually adapt to. It’s not like you had much of a choice for a commoner.

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cafecourage · 3 months

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Little Red Riding Hood where Reader is Little Red but also a werewolf

Love Interest and rest of chain can be assigned however

(Cause I'm always down for a fairytale au)

I did a little twist on this. Idk if this was what you wanted. I had to ask doggo experts for how doggos act around each other. I am leaving this off on a small cliff hanger because I do want to write more of this.

Twilight didn’t trust the new person in the group. Well. It’s more like he didn’t know what to think of her. She came in like a hurricane running after the Shadow like it was her prey. Then when the dust settled and she calmed down the group quickly learned of why. The short of it being that for some reason the Shadow attacked her brother and she took chase. Which then led to her to finally agree to join the chain. Much to the Ranchers chagrin. However, he knows better than to start an unnecessary fight. Twilight could be civil.

Civility could only go so far.

Little Red, as Warrior’s likes to call her, noticed Twilight’s presence and slight unease of her and ran with it. Twilight couldn’t understand just why she was always running circles around him talking about this and that. It confused him to no end when she instantly would stick to him even when he was wolfie. He had to on more then one occasion threaten to bite Little Red’s hands. She never cared or backed away from Wolfie when he showed a bit of aggression. “He is going to bite you.” Wild warned her as he watched Little Red try to play with Wolfie.

She looked up at Wild while holding Wolfie’s face, “what? No the baby is just playing.” That comment only made Twilight growl more.

“Baby? Wolfie isn’t a baby.” Wild was torn between being completely amuse and helping Twilight out as he did know about his slight distrust of Little Red.

“No no no, Champion. This is a wolf pup. He has to be like…” Her attention draws to the wolf as she observes the good boy. “Man… I have to say maybe 10? He is very small even for that age. Wolfie is like an adult dog size but he is definitely a wolf.” She boops the snoot and quickly pulled back as Twilight tries to bite her hand again. This only makes her giggle more.

“I think your wolves might be just bigger than my Hyrules.” Honestly to Wild, Wolfie was the same size as most wolves, but he just shrugs and not questions that further. Twilight couldn’t understand why you were like this, he wonders if it was just an eccentric thing. He has met a lot of weird people in his life and Little Red might be one of them. After being free from your grasp he takes it upon himself to run away for now. Only because you don’t tend to grab his face while being Twilight and thats the most annoying part of being wolfie around you.

It wasn’t until they finally came to her era that he finally understood.

The village Little Red lived in was small, but cozy. It reminded Twilight of his own home. People tended to light up when seeing Little Red. But given the size of the group following them most villagers tended to just say hi and remarks that they needed to talk to her later. “My house is a bit further.” Little red said pointing to a path that ran into the woods. “It’s just me, my brother and Grandma oh and our cat. I’ll make sure to keep her out of your stuff. But we should have room to fit everyone.” She explains as the path slowly clears up to a cottage in the wood with a small garden. There was a small pup running around in the yard playing with said cat. Who was purely annoyed at ready to pap the puppy in the head.

Little Red’s eyes brightened “Link!” She calls out gaining the Pups reaction.

She dashes towards the house as the puppy starts running towards her. They meet halfway and the puppy shifts into a young boy. “You’re back! You’re back!” This Link giggles as he gets lifted in the air by his sister and spun around.

“I am! For now.” Little red nuzzles her brother’s face as she shifts her grips on her brother to put his weight on her hip. “Boy’s this is my brother. Link these are the adventurers I’ve been traveling with.”

She turns to the group with a smile. The chain was utterly confused and silent before Wind speaks up “Did he transform into a wolf?”

#twilight (not lu) speaks #linked universe x reader #luxreader #linkeduniverse x reader #monkey bread #I had to make this Twilight centric

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inkdrinkerworld · 11 months

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bare w me guys, idk if he’s ooc or not i’m on my period and this is my only thought:

you and logan are at home, in bed and you’re seconds away from sleep when he stiffens under you.

“you’re bleeding,” he mutters, hands moving to your waist to turn you over. “think you got your period.”

you groan, apologies ready to spew out of you when he shushes you. “none of that, i’ll smack you.”

logan gets out of the bed, going to your bathroom in search of your menstrual stuff.

“which one d’ya want, kid?” you reach in the box for a pad and sit up.

“gonna shower again,” logan wants to interrupt, but you grimace answer he frowns.

“alright princess, i’ll make you some of that tea you like.” you come out of bed and stamp a kiss to his lips.

“thanks wolf boy.”

he smacks your ass as you walk into the bathroom, chuckling when you gasp and grumble under your breath.

he looks odd holding your tea cup. it looks far too small in his massive hand, but it brings a smile to his face when he catches sight of the little painting on it.

it looks just like your cottage.

logan chucks two peppermint tea bags into the cup, hand touching the kettle to see if it’s still hot from your earlier cup of tea.

“that’ll do it,” he mutters, offhandedly remembering your comment about the water not having to be 100° for herbal teas.

he remembers to twirl the honey dipper to get the ‘right’ amount of honey.

you’re out the shower when he gets back, standing in one of his white vests and braiding back your hair.

“thought that was my thing?” he asks, nudging your hip as he hands you the mug.

“sorry,” you smile feeling the braid unravel before logan’s fingers move delicately to your hair.

“your stomach cramping?” he’s gotten a lot better at braiding, one long braid coming down to the middle of your back.

you take a sip of the tea and turn to him when you feel his tie it off. “not yet, wish you had hot hands.” you giggle when he scowls and shakes his head- clearly not pleased at your teasing.

logan tugs your waist to draw you closer to the bed, “c’mon you need to rest.” you hold the cup of tea steady as you climb into bed, flicking your wrist to shut the bedroom door.

your cramps don’t hit till well after your tea has finished and logan is diligent enough to know exactly where you’re hurting and apply a little pressure.

“should be a masseuse,” you murmur, your cramps dissipating a little as he continues.

“i figure you just want me to be a jack of all trades.” the words are spoken into your hairline, a softness to them that’s reserved for you.

“my james of all trades.” logan huffs a laugh against your temple,

“get some shut eye.”

“i love you.” your breath evens out as you wait for his answer.

“i love you too, princess.”

#logan howlett x reader #logan howlett x black!reader #logan howlett x you #logan howlett x yn #logan howlett fanfiction #logan howlett imagine #logan howlett one shot #logan howlett blurb #logan howlett drabble #logan howlett #wolverine imagine #wolverine x reader #wolverine x you #wolverine🤭

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handmade-witch · 4 months

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Be Mine - Happy Valentine's Day 💝

Pairing: Draco Malfoy × Reader

[[AN: I couldn't think of a song to go with this one so if you have an idea drop it in the comments~~ idk i feel like this one is a little different than the other ones ive done for thise series so let me know what you think! warning (?): end is suggestive 😏 — enjoy!! 💓]]

Read Mattheo's story here <3

Read Theo's story here <3

Read Blaise's story here <3

Read Enzo's story here <3

"So Draco? How did you ask [Y/N] to be your Valentine?"

Draco tilted his head at Pansy's question. "What do you mean how did I ask them?"

Pansy's eyebrows drew together and she jutted he head forward. "You didn't ask them?"

"I made reservations to take them to their favorite resturant. But no, I didn't ask them explicitly." He tapped his wand impatiently against the table.

"Draco!"

"What!?"

"Just because you're dating them, doesn't mean you don't have to ask them!" She rolls her eyes at him.

"You're kidding," his gaze flicks to Blaise seated next to him, "She's kidding, right?"

Blaise just shakes his head at the blonde.

Draco rakes his hand over his face, letting out a loud sigh. "What the hell am I supposed to do now?" He demands.

"Well– lucky for you– you have two amazing best friends who are gonna help you plan the perfect way to ask them." Pansy grins, clearly pleased with herself.

"Hold on– I did not agree to help with anything." Blaise argues.

"Too bad. You have no choice." She stands swiftly. "C'mon boys we don't have all day." She snaps.

•••

You hadn't seen Draco all afternoon, which was a little out of the ordinary. What could you say? Your boyfriend was on the clingy side. Not that you minded. No, not at all. It just made it strange that you hadn't seen him.

"You guys haven't seen Draco have you?" You ask Mattheo, Theodore, and Lorenzo when you pass them in the common room. They shrug, indicating they hadn't seen him either. You decided to head up to your room.

Just as you turned the knob you heard a shout from the other side of the door. "No! Don't come in!"

You stop, the handle still held in your hand. "Why not?"

You heard shuffling in the room. "I'm naked!" Pansy yells back.

Your eyebrows draw together in a confused expression. "Pansy I've seen you naked before. We are literally roomates." You deadpanned.

"Umm.. Blaise is naked!"

This caused your eyebrows to raise in surprise. "Why is Blaise naked in our room?"

On the other side of the door, Blaise gave Pansy a glare that silently said, 'Yeah why am I naked in your room?'

"Just- come back in an hour."

"Okayyy.." You turned away to head back towards the common room. She's going to have some explaining to do later, you thought to yourself.

You slump into a chair in the common room, falling into casual conversation and banter with the three friends present.

•••

An hour later, Blaise and Pansy descend the stairs. Mattheo wolf whistles at them as they approach. Blaise looks like he wants to shrink into nothingness.

"It is not what it sounds like." He grumbles, crossing his arms.

"Oh I think it's exactly what it sounds like." Mattheo teases.

Pansy goes to grab your arm, dragging you up out of your chair and towards the stairs.

"You and Blaise?" You ask, smirking at her as she drags you along.

She rolls her eyes, "No I just needed an excuse for you to stay out of the room."

"Why did I need to stay out of the room?"

"You're about to see." She stops in front of the door to your room.

You push open the door. Inside the room, candles and heart shaped baloons float in the air. Rose petals are scattered around the floor. Draco is standing in the middle of it all, wearing a black button up shirt and slacks, which contast nicely with his pale skin and hair. He looks devilishly handsome. He smirks at you as you step towards him.

"Hi" the hint of suprise is evident in the tone of your voice. "What's all this?"

Draco takes your hands in his, pulling you close against him. "[Y/N] will you be my Valentine?"

"Draco, of course." You laugh softly, "You didn't have to do all this for me." You rest one of your hands on his chest and the other wraps around the back of neck. "You know I'll always be yours." You hum titlting your head so your lips were barely touching his.

Draco recoils from you slightly, his jaw dropping. "Pansy told me I had to ask you!" He exclaims. He sticks his lip out in a dramatic pout.

"Hey, I'm not complaining," you laugh softly. Your fingers play with the hair at the nape of his neck. "It's very romantic." You hum. Draco lets out a soft sigh, followed by a soft smile. He presses his lips against yours.

"I love you." He breathes against your lips.

"I love you too." You whisper back.

A knock at the door startles the two of you, causing you to jump slightly away from eachother.

"Are you guys done? I need to come in and get my sweater."

"Go away! Draco's naked!" You shout back. A smirk plays on your face and your fingers play with the buttons of his dress shirt.

Draco smirks as well, grabbing your waist you pull you close. "Come back in an hour." He calls. He dips his head to kiss you again, this time with more hunger.

"Better make it two!" You shout.

#slytherin boys #draco malfoy #draco malfoy x reader #lorenzo berkshire #theodore nott #blaise zabini #matteo riddle #harry potter universe

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itsnotmourn · 3 months

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CONCEPTS AND RAMBLINGS | "animal" cult pmv extras

thank you everyone for liking my pmv (and on yt and twitter) !! i got more attention than i thought it would and that means the world to me! <33

here’s some of my concept art + rambles for it!

the first thing i made up, the character designs!

i didn’t think to refine them because they were good enough to use LMAO... so i scribbled colours down, threw a filter and called it a night

i wanted a sharp change from the verses and chorus (since the song goes from calm to... louder) so i made it greyscale (with a red filter) that changed to brighter colours!

also changed the text font/colour for ignacio hmm. the font was hard to read, in my opinion.

ignacio's design

ignacio loses his bandage colours because that was too many colours for my liking… i completely forgot his hair highlights tho

ah and he doesn’t get a mouth until the fire scene too…

it was only meant to be done for a few frames but i thought it be cooler if it was consistent.

the missing mouth represents his repressed feelings/silence, or something like that.

skidad's design

i got a few questions on whether skidad was a goat. despite looks, skidad’s design is actually based on the herbiadean/jacob sheep! four horns!

i have drawn skidad as a jacob sheep before as well!

look at them ominous friends.

the resemblance to goats is something i considered as well (links with cult/sacrifice) so i think of it as a fun bonus

i gave him wolf teeth because the whole “wolf in sheep’s clothing” but also because i like it when prey animals are given predator features

i left the body as "human" because i only wanted the face to be censored… i considered clawed/darkened hands too but nah

skidad was originally going to be lined like ignacio, but i liked the lineless look for him so voila! makes it feel like he’s “not bound by anything”... actually, this is the same reasoning for the match to be “out” of the border, even though it’s ignacio’s hand

storyboards

i rarely storyboard (most are locked in my mind) but i figured it'd be fun to try!

halfway, i got bored of drawing digitally so i moved onto my notebook. i think it was a good decision; since i drew with my ink pen, it forced me to move on with my mistakes instead of clicking "clear canvas" lol

i had a pretty solid idea of what i wanted after weeks of listening to the song over and over again. the only thing that really changed was the mirror, which was replaced with a shadowy ignacio

the coloured thumbnails i actually did first, just to figure out out what i’m doing for the chorus part… limited palette my beloved

i didn't know where to put the text so i was scribbling everywhere lol

ratio changes

in the chorus, the ratio of ignacio and skidad’s frames changes! it’s more obvious if i combined them together, like this

less for ignacio, more for skidad

did you notice that the fire in this shot look like the cult ?!!! why did i do that, you ask? well:

the fire is the same “red”as the robe

too lazy to draw fire without abusing motion blur

mmm symbolism idk. it's somewhere there

it wasn’t in my plans but i’m happy i made the choice in the last minute. this was the last thing i needed to finish before syncing it up with the music

also this… i just wanted to point it out… make sure everyone knows... did you notice this? did you? did you did you? well now you do!!!

that's it !!! that's your trip into my mind!! okay byeeeee !!

#even though i gave my own reasons; i welcome any other interpretations!#/gen !! i'm very interested to hear! throw an ask or in the reblogs!#[ mourn's mourns ]#[ mourning pmvs ]#[ the art of mourning ]#spooky month ignacio #spooky month skidad #not apologising for the absolute chaos of my writing... its rambling for a reason........ /J LOL #i won't be free from skidad videos ough #but now im starting university so i guess they won't be out anytime soon HAHAHA #hope you enjoy reading this!

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sunflowersandsapphires · 8 months

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Self-Indulgent HCs

pairing(s): Frank Castle x fem!Reader, Matt Murdock x fem!Reader, Michael Kinsella x fem!Reader

summary: How each of the boys would care for you when you were sick, headcanons bc i am tired

warnings: non-graphic, general descriptions of sickness (just cold/fever, not covid)

a/n: this month was already rough on my allergies but i came down with quite possibly the worst cold I’ve ever had. (It’s literally so bad i had to use PTO instead of WFH days? I am literally dying.) I wrote this when I was feverish and couldn’t sleep to make myself feel better. I hope someone out there likes it 😭

Frank

I think Frank would worry a lot when his partner was sick.

He’s lost so many people and he doesn’t have a huge circle so i think it takes him by surprise a little.

But he’d do his best to hide his worries by going about his day and comforting you.

He’d get fresh produce from the store and make you delicious soup, pick up tissues and medicine for you, threaten anyone who tried to make you go into work

“Your boss still pullin’ that shit? Gimme the phone, let me talk to ‘em”

He loves being your big spoon anyways but he would not let you go if you looked or sounded ill. You’d be nestled carefully against his chest while he stroked your back until you fell asleep.

He’d keep you entertained by reading to you or watching whatever TV your fever-ridden mind is craving.

Above all, he wouldn’t leave your side until you were feeling better.

The smile on his face the next time you take him out would be brilliant. He’s just so happy that you’re here with him and feeling better.

Matt

Personally, i hate the idea of getting people sick more than actually being sick sometimes but i think this would especially be the case with Matt

His senses are so delicate, I wouldn’t want to fuck with him by being gross and loud or by getting him sick.

But there is no way this man isn’t the biggest self-sacrificing-mother-hen when someone he loves is sick.

He’d sense your illness before you would, and encourage you to take it easy and sleep a bit extra that week (above all, he’s a hypocrite.)

Of course, he’s a bit embarrassed of everything he can do, or maybe you don’t know the extent of what he is capable of, so he plays it off as “you’ve been working so hard lately, sweetheart, you need to take it easy.”

A day or two before the bug hits you like a truck, he’d come over with a bag from the pharmacy that’s just chock-full of DayQuil and Tea and cough drops and like a single bandaid

He poorly plays it off as “uh, your first aid kit was low, remember?”

Once you’re well and truly sick, he’d be stubborn as a mule if you tried to keep him away. You lock him out of your apartment? You wake up from a nap wrapped in a Devil-shaped blanket to find that someone picked your window lock.

At that point, you just cave and let him stay because you are so cold and he’s so so warm.

Mikey

Not afraid of using his puppy dog eyes to get you to stay home or in bed.

Also not afraid of crying wolf and pretending that he’s not feeling well to make you take a break

“Sorry, pet, my head is hammerin’. Think we could lay down fer a bit?”

Combined WITH the puppy eyes? You don’t stand a chance.

Though you usually take care of the housework while he’s dealing with his family’s business, he wouldn’t let you lift a finger until your temperature was normal and your voice came back.

It’s as if you’re the only person that exists to him, he’s running around trying to anticipate your every need.

It’s been a while since he’s dealt with the real world so he might ask Birdy for advice on how to care for a sick person.

Lots of home remedies (idk just vibes.)

He would have you lean against him in a scalding shower to clear your sinuses or draw you a nice bath.

Keep cool water and a cloth by the bed to bring your fever down.

Hand you cup after cup of tea until you have to threaten to tie him to the bed.

“Just lay with me, please”

“Of course, pet. Anything fer ya.”

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animalsalvationassociation · 2 months

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who was behind that assassin?

[ DO NOT REPOST, ALL ART & CONCEPTS WERE MADE BY ME ]

Illustration Time: 7hrs 29min

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*shrug*

Reporter: " What are you wearing tonight Emma? "

Emma: " . . . blood?? "

(I love that my boy Jim is just chillin’ in the background. Ya’ll haven’t even met him yet and he’s already making headlines I can just see it now, “Breaking News! Beautiful beautiful boy just revealed his beautiful face and now everyone’s gonna be talkin’ about him!”. This was literally the first time I’ve drawn him, it does not do him justice. Just a little baby sittin’ next to the chess board! I made sure it was zoomed out because idk chess! Haha lol, okay I’ll stop.)

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Ask #2:

I had to do two, it was too good of an opportunity! This won’t always happen—but can you blame me?? I needed some funnies after drawing such a serious scene!

Illustration Time: 2hrs 40min

( @kuri-kushmia I had to text this one to my lil bro because I couldn’t stop laughing. Every time I saw him I would not shut up about it, thank you for blessing me this day. He is so annoyed with me. )

I also want to add if you’ve ever seen Creature Cases, there’s an episode where Director Scratch dissapears and Sam and Kit have to work together to figure out where she went. I’m just saying the woman is a ninja, she’d be one step ahead of any kidnapper who TRIED.

Emma is also the kind of woman that will absolutely get you kidnapped, but its okay because she’s also the woman to get you out of it . . . Can you tell this has happened several times before? If her friends aren’t sick of her, then her team DEFINITELY is! (lol)

(I will apologize now, I’m still figuring out how to simplify Emma’s colors. Because, if you don’t know, Emma is a Maned Wolf and they have such pretty shades of red and brown in their coats! I just wanna add ‘em all! One day I’ll solidify her markings so it isn’t so off. I’m not good at colors okay??? Even my Kindergarten teacher knew I didn’t like them!!! My mom had to ask her if it was okay for me NOT to do the coloring part of the homework because I thought it was so dumb! This is WHY I’m a default sketch artist! Pencils don’t have color! I HATE color theory!!! GAHHHHHH!!!!)

Thank you to @kuri-kushmia and @chaosblixer for their asks! I had a lot of fun!!!

[ This is a Octonauts AU, in no way is this canon to the OG storyline. ]

#octonauts #octonauts fanart #octonauts oc #Octonauts the ASA #octonauts story #octonauts memes #octonaut memes #octonauts redesigns

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himbo-in-limbo · 9 months

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I get that but honestly I love the idea of being poly, but Bons and Monty are trying so hard to show me that they’re better. Bonnie leaves me limping? Monty leaves me unable to walk.

Monty gives me hickeys? Bonnie gives me small scars.

And then there’s Freddy who I don’t think would be big on the idea. He’s already pretty vanilla imo (Aside from Praise and Degradation) so he just takes you shirt off, looks at you, looks at all the bites and scratches, and just is like “Superstar… did you get mauled by a wolf or-“

And do not get me started on the idea of those two (Bonnie and Monty) doing it at the same time.

But they better also give me some good aftercare. Idk if I’ve mentioned this but as kinky as I can be, I am a pillow price/princess/enby (Depending on the day yk).

Anyway long story short I want to have Bonnie, Freddy, or Monty to cuddle me after banging my brains out.

-🐦‍⬛

TW RAUNCHY N SPICY TOPICS!! KIDDIES KEEP SCROLLING OR ILL BLOCK YOU 🔥

DAWG

Don’t even get me started on poly ships cuz OOF (I decided to draw my more anthro vers for dis)

I have thought (and still do) think about how fuckin wholesome (and hot) it’d be in a poly relationship with fronnie

Those two would be the aftercare kings like they’ll do you raw and yeah sure you probably wouldn’t be able to walk the next day but

You don’t needa lift a finger. They got chu, they’ll pamper the hell outta ya and give you sweet kisses n stuff 😩❤️ Freddie will apologize sm if he left you any bruises n stuff (meanwhile Bonnie just kisses em while giving you a wink) like ugh just imagine waking up in the morning seeing these two bring u breakfast in bed n ughhfcgjgxcbnm,,…

-ahem-

Anyways the concept of Monty n Bonnie as a duo sounds…interesting

Your a toy for them I’d wager LMAO we know Bonnie would be a bit more gentle than Monty for sure but he can still get competitive…

I honestly don’t think Monty is any good at aftercare but If Bonnie’s there he’d def nag him to grab you anything you need 😭 he’ll grumble about it but he’d cuddle you post and after sexy time but he’s pretty lazy.

Monty can’t be held down forever like bros to strong. The way he’d pin you down so fast (also that leash as a belt thing is such a big brain thing omg) very hot, he’d be so annoying with his cocky comebacks 🙄

But yes Freddy they were mauled by a gator 😭 n it was hot ngl

#tw spicy #spicy headcanons #spicy writing #limbo writes #crow asks 🐦‍⬛#my art #digital art #digital illustration #blog stuff #blog ask #montgomery gator #glamrock bonnie #glamrock freddy #tw suggestive

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futureaceofkarasuno · 5 months

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My latest Itafushi procrastination drawing—I swear I need a portfolio at this point 😂

Chapter 9 of Peaches and Lone Wolf is in the final edit stage, but it took longer than expected because I wrote like 5 different versions of it and then I got writers block so I decided to start another JJK Itafushi fic that I’ve been thinking about for the last 5 months. The struggle is real.

Check it out if you want—I’m pretty proud of how the first chapter came out (It’s N.B.D.)—it’s about skateboarding :,) something near and dear to my heart❤️❤️🤧

POV: Kugisaki catching Yuji and Megumi out at on a diner ‘not date’ (we all know it was a date, even if they don’t) on their day off from academy training, and she’s offended they didn’t invite her. 😋

Idk why, but I can totally picture them using their limited free time to go get food. In my mind, Yuji would pig out while Megumi would probably just get coffee or tea (because everything else would make his stomach hurt) and 100% fall asleep because he’s sleep deprived 😂 then Yuji wouldn’t wake him because he wants Megumi to catch up on sleep.

Anyways, hope you like and thanks for waiting for the latest chapter :,)

High res version on Imgur

#anime fan art #digital illustration #jjk fic #itafushi #megumi fushiguro #yuji itadori #ao3fic #fanart #procreate #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu itadori #jujutsu megumi #itadori x fushiguro #pastel #retro aesthetic #digital art #jjk #jjk fanart

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psalmsofpsychosis · 3 months

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"#Alfred basically catches a lamb and goes

#''you're a beautiful wolf; i know you are; now you're gonna bite my hand until you draw blood so we both believe it;

#because that's the way we know how to be men.''

#and then 10 years down the line he looks at Bruce and he whispers in horror; ''that's a wolf''

#GIRL YES HE IS; YOU MADE HIM ONE. IT WAS YOU"

Your tags are so- Idk I don't have the words. No wait I DO-

THIS IS FREAKING BEAUTIFUL OMG

The way Bruce wasn't born with sharp teeth and claws to defend himself against the world. The place he was born into removed any need to grow them, but at the same time the place he was born into was the catalyst for him to turn into stone. Hard, unyielding to pressure and with its own jagged edges that you can hit until your knuckels bleed.

But the thing about stone is that you can chip away at it until it looks like what you want.

So Bruce was a lamb at the beginning, possessing talc for a heart, easy to rub to dust, but after the murders, he was molded into something different. He grew teeth and claws so big and strong it became difficult to be gentle, his heart was rubbed to dust and reformed and compressed and rubbed to dust and reformed and compressed until it turned into a diamond.

Alfred taught him how to be a wolf but didn't account on what would happen once Bruce's claws were bigger than his own.

CAN YOU TALK MORE ABOUT BRUCE AND ALFRED'S DYNAMIC PLEASE? You're literally rearranging my brain chemistry as I'm typing, wow. This feels so freaking strange. Thank you so so SO much

I wish you an AMAZING day

GOOD MAD MONDAY NOON TO YOU ANON YOU'RE KILLING ME. Like i'm over here lying face flat on the ground, head fucking full 99 thoughts per second this ride is going straight to hell—

You actually made them sound a lot like the Pygmalion myth, which is so right and true and also a very delicately apt interpretation of the way Bruce and Alfred's dynamic unfolds, particularly in Bruce's childhood, and particularly as portrayed in the Gotham series (which is my all time favourite Bruce&Alfred dynamic anyway, so excuse me for being annoying and immediately nosedive down that rabbithole)

See, to me the thing is, i dont think Bruce and Alfred understand each other at all. They're cut from very different clothes, and Alfred doesn't understand what Bruce /is/, but he understands what Bruce /can become/, maybe even what he's supposed to become, Bruce is the fifth element to him. Combine that lack of understanding and all the love and affection Alfred holds for Bruce and of course he makes a project of perfection out of him; Alfred molds and makes Bruce. Batman as a persona and as a purpose precisely exists *because of the way Alfred raises Bruce*, this is something that Gotham TV puts extra emphasis on. In many ways Alfred does carve Bruce into an idea of perfection, *his* idea of perfection, and Bruce lets him too. This is where stuff get a bit complicated though; Alfred is someone who struggles with his own humanity and darker side. He's so loving and loyal, but he's also bitter and mean with a vicious bite and he handles Bruce with such cold hands sometimes, and he hates every second of it, he hates his own humanity. So he pushes Bruce to get rid of his too, and they have this constant push and pull because Bruce has those exact traits. they're similar not in what they own about themselves, but in their shadows, when the sun shines on them their flawed humanity has the exact same shape and they both don't want a shadow; eventually the way they resolve this is by standing back to back and protecting each other and now they share their shadows and it's not so scary anymore. The Pygmalion myth as a parallel interpretation of their narrative fits so darn well because you are right, Bruce is made into stone and Alfred sculpts him to something beautiful and almost horrifying, almost inhuman, he sometimes forgets that Bruce is a person and not an idea, and it shows. But Bruce breaks mold, he always does, he forces Alfred to live with his own humanity and Bruce's, and this brings up a lot of grief for Alfred, but he loves Bruce so he finds a way to live with it and he does.

The Lamb/wolf metaphor is a different face to this same transformation process; in the early years Alfred has little space for Bruce's terrifying softness, but neither does Bruce. Bruce is scared of his own vulnurability and tenderness, this lamb *wants* to become something else, something less weak and helpless, something that could've saved his parents. He doesn't want to become a wolf persay, but the thing is, he has the makings. This is the reason Alfred can bring it out of him; he very much has the makings of a wolf. to juxtapose it with the pygmalion allegory; you cannot carve out of the stone what is not already in it. (this does bring up the question wether Bruce was ever a lamb at all, but that's a different topic for another day✨️)

anyway yep, i love your mind Anon, and thank you for the question! Hope you have an absolutely wonderful day too ❤️❤️

#i'm gonna put my brain in the Bruce&Alfred vibe juice and put in the lab fridge #let it soak for 79 hours i need to THINK #this is so so good so many good ideas happening here #and i'm always a sucker for Gotham!Bruce&Alfred talk 😩😩#Bruce Wayne #Alfred Pennyworth #Bruce Wayne meta #Alfred Pennyworth meta #Batman #Batman meta #batfam #Gotham #Gotham TV

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frogboy0 · 2 months

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HAZBIN HOTEL REDESIGNS!!!!

I recently watched Hazbin Hotel for the first time! I've never been into it before, and I vaguely remember it when the pilot first came out years ago but I never even watched THAT!!

It's not............. the best show ever BUT I HAD FUN WATCHING IT!!!!!! I mainly like it bc I love Catholicism and the bible SOOOOO I'm rewriting it and I'll be posting ALL MY IDEAS!!!!!! (Ppl are gonna hate it LOL)

Close-ups + notes are under the cut :)

CHARLIE: OK SO I basically got rid of all the goat stuff that she (didn't) have going on ASIDE from the hooves hahaha, I didn't draw them here but she still has those bc I think they're COOL

So taking inspo from the fact that Charlie's design was based off porcelain dolls and marionettes, Charlie is LITERALLY a doll come to life!!! Lucifer and Lilith, bc they couldn't naturally conceive a child (bc Lilith is dead + is known to be responsible for the death of newborns), basically just made a child-doll and gave it life with their demonic magic!!!

I ALSO WANT CHARLIE TO CONSTANTLY BE TEETERING THE LINE OF LOOKING CREEPY AND FUCKED UP!!!! She's literally a living doll, I need ppl to look at her sometimes and be unsettled (sheep in wolf's clothing)

VAGGIE: Like Charlie, I'm completely throwing the animal (moth) motif that Vaggie (supposably) had. I'm mainly leaning more into Hotel Manager/body guard. WELCOME TO THE GUN SHOW!!!!!!

Honestly, I've changed Vaggie's design over 4 times and it's subject to change STILL. I gave her a cloak bc I think it's epic and I think she's epic and you'll be seeing her in future posts with what her outfit looks like without the cloak, it's a sleeveless collared shirt and she's got long fingerless gloves on :) AND THE CLOAK IS ALSO THERE BC I THINK SHE'S EDGY!!!! She's edgy and emo and amazing

I WAS gonna make her with awesome battle scars but then I remembered that angels can only be harmed with angelic weapons so :(((( no hot scars

ANGEL: MY ANGEL DESIGN IS NEVER CHANGING!!!!!! I have no notes, I think I'm in love with my Angel.

I heard somewhere that Angel in cannon has one black sclera and one white one bc he died with a black eye sooo..... He died with 2 black eyes LOL!!!

I didn't wanna give him prominent wrists and ankles bc I thought it looks cute :3

HUSK: He's a tuxedo cat, I think they're adorable and I think Husk is a 70 year old man who should be adorable. And NO BOW TIE!!!! I'M TIRED OF EVERY CHARACTER HAVING ONE!!!!

He's a frazzled drunk who's still Alastor's pet LOL

ALASTOR: I took a lot of inspiration for Alastor's design from Dr. Daddy-o, a radio DJ/host from New Orleans in the 1940's!!! I LOVE his voice and I wanted to base Alastor off of a BLACK RADIO HOST bc he's you know, BLACK!!!!!!!! Idk who that white boy is in cannon

He and Charlie are tied for the tallest in the cast, they're the same height (not counting his antlers)

I wanted to make Alastor look pretty human looking, aside from his antlers and deer ears ofc bc I don't think he needs to look scary all the time, he usually uses his words to provoke ppl anyway (and if that doesn't work THEN he'll use force) (Wolf in sheep's clothing)

NIFFTY: Niffty's design is based off Rosie the Riveter (WE CAN DO IT!!!!) especially with her her top, her hair and her headband/bandana.

I also made her taller than she is in cannon bc she's not the kind of character that the audience or even the other characters take seriously so in my head adding a couple inches to her will make me take her more seriously LOL

#hazbin hotel #tw hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #vaggie hazbin hotel #angel dust #angel dust hazbin hotel #husk hazbin hotel #alastor hazbin hotel #alastor the radio demon #niffty hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel redesigns #my art #I wouldn't call these notes #its more just me talking abt NOTHING hahaha

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yandere-wishes · 8 months

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General Grievous is not a nice yandere. I hc that these feelings towards his darling are more suitably classified as a morbid obsession or curiosity.

The Bride of Grievous

(A snippet from a Yandere!Grievous fic I've been dying to write)

You have no idea how feral I am over this man!! The body horror that would come with being his sweet little darling!! I'm studying Robotics and Mechatronics at university and I gotta say I LOVE Robot/cyborg characters. They are my holy grail!!😍💞😍💞😍💞😍

You're 100% right Grievous is one of the worst Yanderes. He's obsessed with turning his darling into something he finds attractive and worthy. overdosing in a morbid curiosity to see just what he can turn you into.

Listen Grievous does NOT like organic beings. He prefers cyborgs and droids to anything else. So for this to work, you're going to have to already be a cyborg to even catch Grievous' eye. Sure a talented mechanic or the heiress to a droid manufacturing company would also draw the general's eye. But there's something about your mechanical essence that draws him in. Bonus points if you're both.

Now I'm playing off the idea that the reader comes from a wealthy family of engineers who are the prime supplier of droids for the empire/separatists (idk which timeline to set this in exactly). You've been left with a few cybernetic implants after an accident that happened when you were too young to have formed a functioning memory.

There's something about you that's...not right. You build the most advanced automatons but instead of programming them to become soldiers or anything remotely beneficial to warfare. You merely treat them as family. As your children. Your dolls. Doting on them as a mother would. You blame it on your heritage. On the accident that left you tettered between machine and mortal all so many years ago.

Not quite human

Not quite robot.

Another option, a secret third.

Glitching between realities.

When Grievous makes a personal visit to your family estate. Needing to strike a new deal for a rather large shipment of androids. He's surprised to find you, the heiress, taking charge of the transaction. He's even more interested when he notices your cybernetics. And how you don't hide them but instead seem to have made many personal enhancements to them. You're pretty too, and it's been such a long time he's been with someone sentient.

He's just so interested in you. Following you around like a wolf does its prey. Listening carefully to your jovial tone as you go into great detail about all the new features of this new batch of battle droids. He's even taken aback when you reprimand him for belittling a R0-GR.

Maybe somewhere along the line, you offer to work on him. To implement some new weapons. Add a few folding missiles into his casing. Even going so far as to propose giving him a speedy digital processor to clip into his brain. He scuffs at your boldness, pushing you aside as he moves past you. What a disgusting offer.

So why does the thought linger in his head?

When he returns to base, he finds his mind wandering to you. To your bizzare existance. You've practically shredded your humanity. Yet it still clings to you like a leech. He wonders if you'd thank him for taking it from you. Swoon over him for having saved you from the pesky flesh and blood. He falls asleep dreaming of the sounds your new metallic body would make as it clangs against his.

He kidnaps you soon after that. Stealing you away in the dead of night. Your family can search all they want, and send all the bounty hunters they want to try and retrieve you. But Grievous won't let you go. He loves watching as he makes you take him apart. Nibble fingers peeling away metal layers to access his wires. Pulling off prosthetic limbs to enhance them. With you by his side, the Jedi will never be his match ever again.

But it's Grevious we're talking about. He's a greedy creature, never satisfied with what he's given. He blames Dooku for this behavior and blames the benefits of being half Sith and half machine. He's become spoiled. Maybe it's not such a bad thing.

He starts to return the favor. Tearing you apart piece by piece. He used his lightsabers to cut through bone and replace it with metal. Drugging you with ecstasy and spice as he plucks away your humanity. He adores the love-sick looks you give him. Loves how, even when you've come down from your high, you still crawl onto his lap and litter his cold body with kisses. He'll keep your face just the way it is. He loves the feel of your chubby cheeks and soft lips too much.

Soon Grievous will turn you into a creature much like himself.

His perfect little creation.

A loving robot who can think for herself (with the general's help of course)

He's finally found a lover worthy of him.

All this being said I now need a poly fic with Maul, Anakin, and Grievous with a cyborg reader.

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sourlipbalm · 1 year

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muerte x f!reader - flirting with death

hi hi! this is my first time writing fan fiction ever.. esp an x reader, i hope i did muerte justice! i love him sm ahah we need more of him!! i took inspiration from a request @asmallpinkfan3 received and got inspired to write this :) .. also sorry idk if this ooc of him but i hc that he's just a big softie towards the people he cares about.. like you!

❥ muerte / death x f!reader

the cold air seems to embrace your skin as you stand at the ledge of a cliff not far from where you call home. dying trees surround you as they prepare to endure the long winter nights. your arms lay gently at your sides as you stare into the abyss, wondering how far you’d fall and be engulfed by silence if you had just took one step forward. the abyss stares back, darkness being the only thing it can offer.

you’re not suicidal by any means, no. but, the way el muerte finds his way to you by just being mere inches in the face of danger, entices you. he draws you in like a moth to the flame; the way his crimson eyes beckon for you, your spine seemingly electrifying as he pulls you close, the adrenaline of being near inches from death himself.. there is no one else like him. and oddly, for the wolf himself, he feels the same for you, although he would never think to verbally admit it. while he does not agree with the dangerous ways you use to summon him, as he merely sees it as toying with your life, he finds it endearing how you flirt with him.

your hair, out for this occasion only, softly dances with the wind, as you close your eyes, nearing even closer to the edge, careful not to slip on the rocky surface. this is the third time this week you toy with him, the first being a couple of rounds of russian roulette your friends “coerced” you into playing, which were actually just a bunch of drunkards you had met at a shady bar not even two days before, you obviously didn’t have a choice, as you remember explaining to the irked wolf, disappearing begrudgingly as he had no soul to capture that night. the second, he had not made his presence known to you, as he knew what you were pulling, and instead watched you play with fire, quite literally.

he has seen you do this several times for the past couple of months, flirting with death. el muerte acknowledges that he can let you die with your antics, to watch you fall dead with whatever danger you were toying with and collect your soul with ease, but.. he doesn’t. no one has ever wanted to see death as much as you did, and in some way, it flattered him.

your attractive nature didn’t help either, as did your curiosity, as he laments a moment you both shared one night; your curious nature aimed at his sickles, his demeanor softening as he opens up to you, finding a new found devotion for you that he has tried to push down for a very long time. you are a mere mortal, and he, immortal. the complications of that plagues his mind every so often, the thought of you both somehow being together making his ears twitch with slight hope.

muerte watches your figure behind the rows of trees that seem to gently sway towards you, his familiar whistle flowing through the branches and through the dead leaves that have painted the ground in hues of red and orange, the only light glowing against you and the tall wolf is the moon above and the blanket of stars. you turn as you hear his song, and you play with your fingers as he already stands so close to you. there is only silence as you see his every breath in the cold air, your soft eyes meeting his, piercing into you.

“ah, mi mariposita, what did i tell you of playing like this?” he takes the first words, as his towering figure hovers over you, his grin is sly. his gray fur glistens against the soft gaze of the moon, pulling his hood down as his ears perk up for a response from you.

“i missed you.”, was the only thing that managed to slide off of your tongue like honey, your eyes watching him as he was taken aback by your response. his crimson eyes go wide as he slightly inches his face away from you, as to give him room to think. you smile gently, gauging in his reaction. this was a long time coming, you think, as your feelings for him come to fruition. he never expected those words to come out of your mouth any time soon, although he should have expected it with the way you risk his life for him over and over again, just to even have the smallest chance to check up on him, to care for him, to see him.

“what.. did you say?” this may be the first time his mouth goes dry, as he tries to comprehend every microsecond of this moment between you. his ears twitch and his arm stiffens somewhat as you reach your cold fingers to gently hold him, trying to give some form of comfort for the wolf in front of you.

his bright eyes meet yours and you squeeze his arm as softly as you can, “i’ve missed you, lobo. i want to see you more, talk to you more. and i know you don’t like the ways i've called for your attention..”, you laugh sheepishly, remembering his little comment he had told you weeks ago, “but it’s the only way i can seem to be with you.”. the wolf stares at you, savoring every word that comes from your angelic lips, although, again, he wouldn’t admit that.. yet. the colorful leaves dance around you both, as he looks down to see your hand still holding him, and slowly, moves his other paw to place it on top.

time seems to slow to a stop as you both share this quiet moment. his gaze softens as he takes the time to clearly see your face, and oh, how his apparently cold heart melts. the way the moon's glow contrasts your features, the way you watch him with such longing.. makes him want to keep you here with him forever. his ears twitch once more, as he gently takes your hands to his paws and lowers them, not knowing how to start his proposition.

“how about i try and visit you every night, mariposa? it’s a start.” he holds you still, his once smug demeanor is nothing more than compassionate, as he starts to feel his emotions unravel into something sweet towards you.

with a gleaming smile, you nod as you hold him close to you, the scent of flowers encapsulating your waning devotions for the wolf, feeling as he slowly wraps his arms around you in a warm embrace.

“i’d love that.”

❥ a/n: and off you both went in love forever! feedback is appreciated !! ty for reading this far eheh

#death x reader #death x reader puss in boots #muerte x reader #lobo puss in boots

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