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Spring time is usually Plant Monster bf’s favorite time of the year. He feels so painfully dull during the winter months when his pretty flowers all wither away and fall off due to the cold. During that time he’s just a bunch of carefully wound branches huddled beneath blankets and mugs of warm drinks to keep him from being so chilly.

You tell him he’s just as beautiful as he was during summer, but he just doesn’t feel like himself. So when the first signs of spring appear on his arm in the form of sweet little flower, he can’t hold back his excitement. More than ready to be beautiful again and filled with all sorts of blooming buds.

This will be your first spring together too. You don’t even know how lovely and breathtaking he can look. The two of you met last year around the end of summer and just in time for a lovely fall. He remembers how he almost cancelled your first date because of how his leaves were already starting to fall. But he went anyway and he was so happy he did.

Instead of turning away from his falling leaves, which happened on the date too much to his dismay, you embraced them and thought them just as beautiful. Expressing your love for the season as you picked up the leaf and asking if you could keep it. Back then you surely didn’t know the significance of such a gesture. Now the leaf stands proudly on display, a sign that you’re his mate.

Wanting to share the good news of his sprouting he rushes throughout your home looking for you. When he spots you sitting out on the balcony he brightens, shining more spectacularly than the sun.

“My love, my love, come look at this!” He shouts in excitement, body buzzing with renewed energy. The sight of you, his eternal sunshine, only increasing it tenfold.

You turn around to face him just as he sticks his arm out to present to you. A gasp of your own delight leaves you as you see his very first flower appear. And as you do you inhale a giant whiff of it and immediately begin sneezing uncontrollably.

Plant Monster bf goes from ecstatic to downright panicked. He flounders around trying to help you, wondering what’s going on that’s got you like this. It isn’t until you’ve stepped away and managed to stop sneezing that you bashfully admit to your pollen allergy.

“But you’re dating me. A plant monster,” he deadpans, sticking up his single adorable flower.

A blush paints your cheeks as you can only laugh in response.

“You were too cute to say no to,” you shyly admit as if that explains it all perfectly.

He hates how much that line works on him. Without his permission his branches soften as his body looses his tension. It’s ok, he can work with this. It’s not an issue at all. He loves you and is willing to do whatever it takes to stay by your side even during this time of the year.

For the next couple of months Plant Monster boyfriend does everything he can think of to be near you, to simply just try and kiss you.

At first you try allergy medicine. Basic first attempt, why shouldn’t it work? The two of you inch closer and closer together and everything seems to be fine. He tries so hard to reign in his excitement.

But the moment your lips gently brush against his, about a couple dozen flowers immediately bloom across his branches and a heavy cloud of pollen perfumes the air. Which then makes you crash into another fit.

Another one of his countless attempts includes placing air filters around your home, thinking if you could clear out some of the pollen as well it could help your system calm down. After you finish you go to stand side-by-side, beaming with pride as you look around your home.

You smile brightly at your boyfriend as the air conditioning turns on— and sends a sudden of pollen right into your open mouth. You sputter out pollen, rushing for a nearby sink and rinsing out your mouth as your bf freaks out about accidentally killing his mate (you’ll be perfectly fine).

In a last ditch attempt your boyfriend goes so far as to find and wear a hazmat suit. He walks up to you looking like some strange, but still sexy, looking alien type creature. As soon as he gets close to you his excitement once again gets to be too much to contain. But this time instead of flooding the room with pollen it fills his suit. Sure, it’s a little harder to see you now, but at least he can remain close.

Without thinking he leans in to kiss you… only to be stopped by the glass screen separating you. The abundance of flowers that have grown on his body droop sadly. Needing his own personal sunshine to truly flourish, not whatever dull star sits outside and lights up the world. You light up his world and he needs you.

In his anger thorns burst all across his body and tear the suit to shreds, exposing him and all his pollen to the air. Before he can cause you anymore pain he rushes outside, hating all this distance but doing it anyway because of how much he loves and adores you.

“What else can we do?” He asks defeatedly, slumping down onto the floor and causing all the surrounding plants around him to fall too.

“We’ll just have to wait,” you say with the same amount of longing in your voice as he holds in his.

The days seem to drag on as you technically form a long distance relationship between you and your boyfriend. While you can see each other as often as you wish, the distance between you remains and it causes an ache like you’ve never felt before.

When the day comes that pollen season is officially over and it becomes more easily manageable for you both it’s like a scene from a movie. The two of you dramatically (and in slow motion) running toward each other. Joyous looks on your faces as you crash into each other and tumble onto the ground.

Plant Monster bf’s branches curl around you, protecting you from the fall. After you stop you end up right underneath him, smiling breathlessly at his mirroring expression. The energy between you is charged with so many things unspoken and so many things that weren’t done together during your time away from doing anything besides clinging to each other.

You’re not sure who’s leaning in first, you or him, but all that matters is the space between you is finally disappearing. Yet just as your lips meet you flinch back in an adorable sneeze. Your boyfriend’s face crumples in despair but you just giggle.

“Guess there’s still a little too much pollen in the air,” you say through your laughter. But your boyfriend finds absolutely nothing about this funny if the pout on his face means anything.

“We should stop then,” he grumbles, already sulking and trying to soak up all of your touch he can.

But the idea of parting from him is too painful to even think about. Shaking your head even at the thought. To which your boyfriend looks at you strangely. With another laugh you explain.

“Nah. I don’t care anymore,” you say and lean up to capture his lips in a long awaited kiss.

And suddenly nothing else mattered besides the way his mouth moved and his heart intertwined with yours.

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Creature [Yan Alien (?) Clown] is visually impaired/near blind. This is of its own doing.

Creature's vision is all kinds of jambled up. Synesthesia on top of the worst acid trip possible. It sees what it hears or smells, along with being able to see a person as they are based off their vibes/who they truly are.

A meek Darling is flickering and fading, but the light inside of them is bright. Like the embers of a warming fire.

Creep Darling is a monster- Twisting horns, sharp eyes - Yet if you look closely; edges of their face, the painted teeth. It almost looks like a mask.

A cheerful darling blinds Creature with their light. When their shine is clouded, Creature's entire worldview goes dark.

And so on

He has a human eye thanks to a generous donator, and through it they greatly enjoy admiring Darling in their squishy, corporeal form. They're still adjusting to sight as we know it, so he limits it to one eye to reduce the strain on his brain

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Perv!Monster Neighbor

Perv!Monster Neighbor that secretly goes over to your yard in the middle of the night and jerks off all over the sides of your house. He’d developed a small (maybe not so small) obsession with you and wants to make sure other monsters think you’ve already been claimed. He jerks off as he thinks about fucking and claiming your tight cunt, only to blow his load all over the side of your house.

Perv!Monster Neighbor alternates sides each night, wanting to make sure other monsters can smell it from any direction. The night he was in your backyard, he may have stolen a pair of your panties that were drying on your laundry line. He now keeps them wrapped in his hand as the fucks his fist to the thought of you or bunched in his non dominant hand and pushed up to his nose as he covers your property in his cum.

PervMonster Neighbor that watches you routinely and knows Monday is your day for extra work in the garden, harvesting, and pulling out weeds. The night before he makes sure to cum all over the garden, getting rock hard the next day as he watches you kneel in the cum soaked soil.

Perv!Monster Neighbor who missed you installing security cameras several weeks ago after you noticed strange noises outside your house at night.

Perv!Monster Neighbor that is unaware of how the first thing you do when you wake up everyday is fuck your fingers as you watch him fuck his fist and cover your house in his seed on the security footage from the night before.

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Geology major yandere who brings you on a date to the beach only to start licking the rocks to tell you which ones they are.

"Babe what the FUCK are you doing?"

"This is limestone babe 🤤 Hm... Tastes just like I remember."

He's... A little bit weird. No scratch that, he's weird and you're terrified. But he says it's normal and all geology majors are like this.

"I don't think I can handle a relationship with a man who licks rocks... Let's break up."

"No baby I swear this is normal! No shame no gain! I'm just using all 101% of my body to be the best at my major!"

He tries getting you to lick the rocks with him too and you can't help but just... Stare at him like he's crazy??? You are NOT licking rocks with sand on them dude, especially not for a man who's trying to convince you that this is normal.

"I am NOT putting my mouth on that, it is not normal and you are WEIRD."

"YEAH? Well you didn't seem to think I was weird when I showed up at your door sobbing and begging you to just go on a date for me!"

"That was just pathetic, not weird."

"Well so what if I'm pathetic or weird?! Can't a man have some whimsy in his life?!"

You know what... He lowkey has a point... Maybe... Maybe you should start licking the rocks too... Maybe if you do, you'll achieve the same level of whimsy as him?

And who knows, maybe he'll get to see you begging for him too. On your knees crying just as he did for you, heart on display and emotions raw like you'd die without him...

Just lick the rocks man, you know you want to :)

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Loser Yan + Vampire Reader

[Suggestive Language]

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Gunfire mingled with the clicking of keys - dual taps against the side of his headphones chips away at immersion of simulated warfare and violence on screen.

"V."

Guided by the rotation of your wrists, tablets rattle noisily in their plastic receptacle - bold lettering of the bottles label wilting their tongue to rubber as it reflects in their monitor.

"Don't ignore me. I know you can hear me."

He tries. With every shred of self-confidence they can mutter, V tries to block your voice from mind. It crumbles like a stack of cards in the wind at the streak of your tongue coursing your lengthened canines. Deny its existence with all of your blackened heart, but V is no fool to your vampiric hypnosis - regardless of how deeply it drags him under your spell.

"It's time for your vitamins, V. I even brought you some juice to help them go down."

The accursed supplements in your possession- Metallic capsules of dread. The taste clings to the roof of their mouth no matter the sweetness of what he drinks to chase it. If that has any resemblance to what blood tastes like, he can't imagine what hell your life must be like.

"Remind me why I'm doing this again?"

Arms crossed, V masks enthusiasm behind tight lipped glare. If he gives in too soon, you'll drain him dry and run off to the next sucker. They've got to reel you in. Claim their spot as your one and only.

Weighing your options, there's only one clear answer

"Well.... You want me to suck you, don't you?"

It's an honest question.

V chokes on their spit, eyes wide as saucers as they stammer.

"Don't... do not phrase it like that."

"But I'm hungry. Hungry enough that I'd be willing to do just about anything for the person who fed me properly."

You're wearing his shirt. God, why do you have to be wearing their shirt while speaking in that tone - sultry, needy, pitiful all at once. It drags as you lean over him to set the cup on his desk, chest inches from his heated face. If it weren't for the deficiency of iron in their blood, they'd be a shriveled sack of skin and bones long before now.

"Well, V? Are you going to help your partner out?- Or are you gonna let me starve?"

V snatches the bottle from your hands, twisting off its cap as they grumble.

"I want it to be visible. None of that below the collar shit. I want everyone to know who's responsible for the bruises on my neck when we're out together."

"Deal."

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Yandere Bunny that you rescued from a lab.

Yandere m. x gn. Reader

Dead Dove Do Not Eat! MDNI ! Tw. Dubcon, Yandere, Nfsw themes, Implied animal abuse, codependency

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He was small. His bones jutted out under his skin, his frame shrunken and his red eyes empty and wide: he looked like he’d been locked in a box and had only been let out seldom. His arms and legs were covered in small, tiny scars that looked far too precise to be done by himself. He was like a ghost, sitting there in a tiny room while not focusing on anything.

You were an intern, only supposed to be there for a few weeks at most. Your tasks usually boiled down to running files all over the various halls and floors and helping whenever a spare hand was needed. You weren’t meant to do more than pass through and get a recommendation before leaving never to speak of what you saw ever again.

But you didn’t. No, you took one look at the bunny sitting on the edge of a medical table and felt the urge to get him out of there no matter the cost. You begged your supervisor to let you take him home that evening.

“Who? Him? Number 23? I suppose he’d been here for a while… well, there’s always more of them I guess.”

You got the go ahead almost immediately. They didn’t ask if you had the space back home, or if you even had any experience owning a Demi-human. They just handed you a bunch of papers that would absolve them of all liability as he sat there, staring at the ground as you signed quickly. The whole decision was impulsive, utterly unplanned, and you hardly blinked before you were standing in your apartment with the rabbit standing there.

“Uhm so…. So this is your new home!” You said nervously, spreading your arms out wide. He didn’t react. You flinched at that, your smile faltering a bit. You didn’t know what you had expected in all honesty.

Yandere Bunny who is quiet and withdrawn for the first couple weeks you have him.

You hadn’t figured out what to call him yet. You asked for his name once, but based on how the lab was run, he didn’t have one to begin with. You hoped that he would eventually choose one if only to make things a bit easier.

He didn’t really like to be in the same room as you if he could avoid it from what you noticed. He would hardly eat if you were watching him, so you made a habit of leaving his plate out (All healthy, steamed veggies with some fruits on the side. He seemed to really like the latter.) before walking to another room under the guise of some random chore. It was the same for sleeping. He seemed to not like the idea of you finding him when he eventually succumbed to his tiredness, nor did he seem to really be comfortable anywhere out in the open. You would find a little nest of blankets and pillows in different cupboards, closets, and tucked away corners from day to day. He would never pick the same place twice in a row. Honestly with how small your place was, you were impressed that he even managed to do so at all.

Yandere Bunny that only seemed to open up when you assured him that he wasn’t going back to the lab.

It was an odd conversation. Meaning, it wasn’t a conversation at all. It was mainly you doing the talking; you explained that yes, this was his home now, and no, he wasn’t going to return to his old one. His eyes had widened, and he parted his chapped lips as if to say something before he cut himself off and turned to the side. It was about a week after that when you heard him speak for the first time.

“Thank you…” He mumbled quietly, his ears perked up and twitching in alert as you set down his meal on a nearby table. You blinked. He was halfway across the room, peeking up at you from behind the back of the couch.

“You’re uh… welcome,” You said before turning to leave, your heart filling with a bit of hope.

Yandere Bunny who started to become more interested in you as time went on.

It started small with him starting to stay in the rooms you were in, or with him coming out of his hiding spots more often. He liked to watch you do your daily routine, and you started to leave the bathroom door open when you were doing your skincare so he could see what you were up to. It was a silent thing, with him becoming more and more comfortable with being around. The day he sat down on the couch with you, you nearly jumped out of your skin in surprise. It had taken everything to not jump up with joy.

He even followed you into the living room while carrying his meal, almost as if showing off that he was eating. From then on, you lingered after leaving food out, and he would start to dine while you were there. It even got to the point where you could eat in front of him as well. He’d gained a healthy amount of weight ever since he started living here, and his skin and fur looked more shiny and bright now too. It brought a smile to your face knowing that he was getting better, and he always blushed when your gaze settled on him for too long.

Yandere Bunny that likes to have his hair brushed. 

Not his ears. Never his ears. He was shy when he asked you for help one day, holding out the comb as he stood sheepishly. You both sat on the bed as you gently worked the teeth of the brush through his powder white locks, his little cottontail twitching happily while he stayed facing away from you. He was making a habit of grooming himself around you more, being more vulnerable. You didn’t want to push him when he was finally settling in, but you couldn’t help how excited you were.

It didn’t help that he was starting to build little nests on the couch and on the bed. You asked him if he would like to have his own place to sleep, but he just shook his head. 

“I like how it is… it smells like you,” he mumbled and fidgeted with the sleeve of his sweater. You didn’t press him on it. It was nice to wake up with someone snuggled up besides you, anyways. 

Yandere Bunny that gets upset when you leave for the day. 

After he was used to being around you, he would stamp his feet when you grabbed your keys.

“Please?” He said anxiously as he followed you from room to room. He had been more nervous now that you had gotten your new job, and this begging routine had been a fairly recent development. “Why do you have to go with them? It’s safe in here…” he pouted, looking nearly in tears. He hovered near the door like it was going to stop you. You felt bad, you really did. Especially because your absence during the day really seemed to stress him out.

“Don’t worry,” you reassured him. “I’ll be back later tonight. You know this is just for a little bit, right? I’ll be working from home soon enough,” you smiled, but he frowned and kept silent. 

Having to actually leave him alone for most of the day made you feel bad as well. He was extra clingy and touchy when you would come home. It was a huge leap forward compared to how he was before, so you couldn’t exactly complain even if it was just a bit suffocating.

Yandere Bunny who becomes excited to tell you his new name.

“It’s Vasco!” He blurted out when you walked through the door. He had gotten all dressed up, brimming with excitement. He was bouncing on the balls of his feet, glancing around as he tried to hide how eager he was. “I’ve been able to think about it while you were gone and… and I want you to call me Vasco,” he repeated with a little nod. You were tired from work, but his bashful demeanor had you relaxed and in a good mood in no time.

“That’s a perfect name. I’m glad you shared it with me,” You beamed and walked into the kitchen. You pulled out a little container of food from your work bag and placed it on the counter. It was a little box of strawberries, his favorite. “It’s a good thing I got these then,” You smiled, practically grinning from ear to ear. “Guess I just had a feeling that today was gonna be special.”

Vasco, as you now knew him, suddenly wrapped his arms around your waist, his face buried against your shoulder and back. You could feel his soft ears brushing against your scalp, and you blinked before you relaxed and reached back to gently pet his head. The sun filtered in through the window, casting everything in a hazy, perfect glow.

“You’re the only one who knows it…” he whispered, his long lashes fluttering against your skin. He was practically melting against you, and you hummed softly to comfort him. After a while there, you realized he wasn’t going to move from your side. You reached forward and grabbed the fruit, running it over with water before holding it up from him to nibble on. 

Yandere Bunny who’s very dramatic when you actually start to work from home.

When you sat at your desk, he made it a point to shove himself into your lap and whine for your attention. It was slightly exhausting, but he was so damn cute that you couldn’t say no. 

“You’re such a brat,” you teased, no real malice in your words. You really had been spoiling him to no end. He got everything he wanted, whether it was either your affection or food, but you didn’t mind. Not that you didn’t like Vasco when he was skittish, but it was a relief to know that he felt safe and comfortable enough to even be demanding of you in the first place. Your hand settled on his lower back, rubbing circles into his skin while you worked with your other. 

Yandere Bunny who steals your clothes in order to snuggle with them. 

You didn’t really know why he did it. After all, you’re usually right there, but it’s like he needs more somehow. He rubs his cheeks against the sleeves of your jacket when you actually have to focus on your busywork. You tried to put your foot down and take them back on occasion, but you let him have what he wanted. If it made him feel comfortable while you're not paying attention to him, then what's the harm?

Yandere Bunny who has… certain tendencies that become harder to ignore as time goes on.

You really didn’t want to think that Vasco would ever do anything to hurt you. Not when you had done so much to help him and understand what he was going through, but he was doing things when he thought you weren’t looking. At night, he would wrap himself around you and make odd, breathy noises before falling still. 

During the day, he didn’t act any different from what you could tell, but for all you knew he was being sneaky. It felt odd to suspect your beloved rabbit, but you couldn’t deny your stomach twisted oddly when you found a little stash of your underwear in one of the cabinets one day. You said nothing. How could you when he was looking at you with those big, trusting eyes?

You found white stains on your sheets and blankets all the time now. It escalated to the point where you had to buy another couple of sets of bedding in order to not have to wash them every day. If Vasco noticed your growing unease, he didn’t choose to mention it. In fact, he only seemed to be emboldened by your lack of reaction. His cheeks started to become flushed nearly constantly, and he liked to nibble on your fingers and shoulders whenever he could. It was cute and relatively harmless, so you let him and just kept petting him while his little tail bobbed happily. He would smile and snuggle up against you while begging for fruit or for you to brush him once again.

Yandere Bunny who you just can’t refuse.

You were honestly hopeless. Every time he looked up at you with those big, needy eyes, you were reminded of how he looked back when you first rescued him. Back then you had promised to do everything you could to make him happy and to get him to trust you. You wanted him to feel like this was his home, and that you would always be there to give him what you needed. So when he was pulling at the waistband of your pants, his ears all perked up and eager, you couldn’t find it in yourself to say no.

“Please, please [name],” he whined, tears dotting his eyes. He pressed his nose into your crotch as he let out a little sob. You jumped at the sudden contact, your hand flying down to stop him before his breathy pleas reached your ears. “It hurts… I realllyyyyy wanna put it in you,” he panted and tugged down your clothes. You stumbled back, falling onto the couch with a little gasp. He crawled forward, the flat of his tongue dragging along your sensitive flesh, and you shuddered. “You’ll help me, right?” Vasco’s mouth hovered over your pelvis, a bit of drool slipping from his pink tongue. He didn’t really need to ask. Not when he knew you’d spoil him no matter the cost.

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Me when I come across angst (I specifically searched for it)

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Immortal Yan Drabble

[Warnings/Tags: Mentions of Strangulation (Yan), Masochistic Yan + a tiny hint of sadistic Yan if you squint, Freaky times gone right wrong, Vulgar Language]

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Running water.

It bubbles in his ears- a cool cloth dabbing the sweat of his brows. Head uplifted by solid porcelain, his neck screams in protest as he turns - tension behind his eyes rendering the blurry shape hunched over him to dark dots in his vision. The skin around his neck is taut - a phantom grip without trace beyond the redness of his flesh and the cresent kiss of nail marks.

With every breath he feels them fading- Peachy hue bleeding through the ring abrasion, his skin smoothing; goosebumps left in wake as a cruel reminder of what he's lost. In a better world, a perfect world he'd wear the bruises as if they were a priceless necklace without fade.

As usual, his deepest desires are just out of arm's reach.

"Si?...'"

Dark spots stain your shirt, hair still dripping with wetness that came with tossing your boyfriend's lifeless body into the filling bathtub. You rushed to put it on as he fell limp against the headboard, your bare legs grated against the hard tile floor. You pull the hem of your shirt over your knees as he rises from the tub like a phoenix from its ashes.

"Are you ok-"

God damnit.

Tugging at his hair, Silas wails in anguish. - images of earlier events flashing in his head as he flails about. You on top of him- Both of your hands wrapped tightly around his throat, snuffing out the light flickering before his eyes as he neared the gates of nirvana. And then-

Darkness

"Fuck, fuck, FUCK! Why does this shitty, useless body have to conk out on me when stuff's getting good! I didn't even manage to get you off before I passed out, did I?! I'm a shit loser of a boyfriend!- I should just keel over for good!"

"Silas...You didn't just pass out."

Staring down at your hands, they trimble with horror - the crushing weight of your sins.

"You stopped breathing."

Hearing the quiver of your voice, Silas relinquishes himself from his lone man pity party - jumping into action as your head falls into your hands. His arms pull around you, hands rubbing tenderly behind your back and shoulder blades.

"Hey, hey- It's okay." He coos, parking kiss after kiss to your forehead. "You know a little breathplay won't keep me down for good. Hell, at this point I don't think there's anything that can. I'm okay, I'm here. It's alright, baby."

"I know... I know...." You repeat, more to yourself than him. "It's just... Seeing you like that. You were so limp, and you wouldn't respond to anything I was saying. I placed my head on you chest and I didn't hear a thing. I was so scared... Scared that I actually hurt you."

Choking the daylights out of him. Carving your initials into his flesh. Burning him with hot, blistering wax.

Nothing had Silas more aroused than the genuine compassion and concern you showed for him outside of the sick, sadomasochistic bedroom activities he roped you into. He needed not physical pain from you. The tears in your eyes as you sobbed over the memory of his limp body was enough and tenfold.

Having a partner who truly loves you is the best feeling in the world. He wouldn't trade this rush for anything.

"you're so pretty when you cry."

Pealing away from you, Silas clears his throat - scratching at what remains of your mark on his neck.

"So- Might be a bad time, buuuuut my dick is probably hard enough to cut diamonds right now. You up for a round two or should I take care of this myself?.... Y'know what- you've had a long night. Go rest up and once I'm done I'll spend the rest of tonight and tomorrow spoiling you. Sound good, baby?"

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Batman animation yayy 🙌👍

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Your dear alien wasn't a morning person, they barely grumbled or groaned as you tried to wake them, it's now well past nine in the morning and all you can see is the spined and ventways across their back moving with purely synthetic movements to make their breathing style more human acceptable.

And you were stuck under them, used as a convenient heat source as your phone pings endlessly with messages from someone about something they have deemed important, only with every ping you can feel and hear the rattling hiss from your weighted alien blanket. You can barely get out a whine as you watch the thick scaled tail swipe your phone to the floor, rumbling happily as the pinging noise gets muffled by the carpet and blanket that had slid off during the night.

It's easier to just claim your phone died and answer later as you reluctantly relax back into your bed, the sleeping alien sprawled across your chest nuzzling the flat plane of their face into your shoulder as they return to resting.

For such an otherworldly creature your partner sure had some behaviours that reminded you of a grumpy old cat, the kneading of their webbed claws into the mattress as they lay atop you was one of them but the way they rumble and purr as you gently wind your fingers into the thick biomesh, that could be called hair, is the biggest reason you tended to think of them a sa rather large space cat.

Trapped as you are you make the best of the situation and gently run your fingers across the plains of their back, touching the soft membranes and muscled divots around the moving vents of their back. The feeling of them purring grows more and more as you touch them, smiling as you look down and see four large black eyes peering up at you, they are still clearly very tired as they chirp slightly before letting their eyes fall closed again, wrapping their arms around you and hurrying their face into your chest.

Thankfully it is the weekend, and you could sleep in, but you know that you will have to establish some kind of routine to free yourself when needed, after all there is only so long one can hold off the morning needs before one of you has an accident.

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POV: Your husband is an ancient kraken beast. Maybe related to this.

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Older Spouse Darling married to human Cadaver before his subsequential slaughter and execution for the crimes he committed. His actions weren't entirely in his own favor. The ritual in which he was given everlasting life was meant for him and his betrothed, but as he hesitated to kill his beloved - the one death for which guilt would plague him like a shadow - he was caught by the townspeople and killed. Despite knowing they'll be with him for eternity, the fear in their eyes crushes him.

Twenty years later and he exists as a phantom that haunts the town's streets - searching for his lost love. With his dying breath he swore to claim their heart once more. No matter the cost. No matter how many have to be sacrifice. He will have his other half by his side. Before they are taken from him by nature causes and ascend to a realm where he cannot reach them.

"What is that creature?! Is it a monster? A demon?"

"Worse. He's my husband."

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HIMBO MERMAN?! SOLD!!!

RAAAAAAAA. RIGHT!!!!! UGH FUCK! I love a good Himbo monster. They’re the best.

The moment Himbo Merman sees you on land he mistakes you for a creature of the deep ocean. Now creatures of the deep ocean are said to be the most lovely, breathtaking, and cherished creatures of the ocean.

Due to the cold of the deep waters, not many survive down there. So not only are they rare to spot but even more rare to mate with. When there is a mating, that merperson is seen as the luckiest of males or females to have found such a mate. Mates of the deep ocean are doted on, fought over, and worshipped.

Beyond their sheer beauty, their bodies are lusted over. Merpeople having gone feral over the possibility of feeling one of these creatures beneath their palms. In order to weather the cold, their bodies are plump with the most beautiful layers of fat. The curves and rolls that fill their wide frames are akin to the most gorgeous seamounts. It is the most lovely sight a merperson can witness to see a creature of the deep ocean bare, their perfect bodies exposed to them in all their glory.

So the moment Himbo Merman sees you taking care of the nearby Lighthouse, he grows confused. You shouldn’t be on land where anything could happen to you. No, you needed to be in the ocean where you’d have a whole pod of merfolk to see to your every need and protect you.

Himbo Merman was always close with the old man who lives in the Lighthouse. He never thought someone as kind as him would’ve ever taken a creature of the ocean and kept them on land to live as a human. A sense of betrayal flickers in his chest and it fuels him to do something.

He may not have his pod with him to protect you but you have him and he’ll do what he must. He’ll save you. Take you with him to his cave and make sure another human can never harm you… and not once does he ever consider that he’s about to kidnap a human.

[2soft4yandere]

Can I request a very wholesome blurb/ headcanons of dragon bf/husband cuddling reader on a rainy day? It can be western or eastern dragon. Thank you!

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Awww I love the wholesomeness. I honestly love getting SFW asks bc I love just writing fluff and deep intense love :)

Dragon Husband who wakes up before you to hear the soft patter of rain outside of their cave. His heart races with excitement, knowing you’re gonna wanna have another one of your cozy days with him.

Dragon Husband carefully unwraps his body from yours in order to get a fire started. Not wanting you to be cold at all when you wake up. And you do so love when the cave is all warm and toasty.

Dragon Husband brightens immediately when he picks up on your soft feet pattering into the main room of the cave. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes and being your totally adorable self.

Dragon Husband can’t even wait a minute for you to fully wake up before he’s sliding over to you and wrapping his long tail around your curvy form. Molding you so perfectly to his body. It like you were made for him and he was made for you

Dragon Husband pampers you all day. Cooking you a warm delicious breakfast and keeping close as he feeds you each tasty bite. Wanting you to fully relax on such a soft day.

Dragon Husband low purrs echo off of him and vibrate right into your back in a way that almost lulls you back to sleep right in his arms (that was the plan. You’re just too clever not to fall for it)

Dragon Husband protests as you insist on looking out into the rain. You need to stay by the fire and in his arms. If you go out in the rain you could catch a cold.

Dragon Husband follows closely behind you with a small pout as you settle closer to the edge of the cave. He brings with you both a pile of blankets so he can make sure you’re comfortable on the hard ground. Not that you touch much of it as he wraps himself around you again.

Dragon Husband arches into your touch as your hands run along his smooth scales. His purrs returning softer this time. He nuzzles into your neck, shivering against you, though it has nothing to do with the rain. He basks in your affection, hoarding it all like the dragon he is.

Dragon Husband loves the soft moments between you two. The way you can spend hours without saying a word. All you needing is each other’s presence to feel completely at ease. And that’s the way you spend the rest of the day. Without a word and completely wrapped up in each other’s arms. He’ll never get enough of sweet lovely days like this with you, his beautiful precious mate.

[2soft4yandere]

There is a world, not far from our own, where creatures and monsters are more beloved than feared. Where they’re hunted down not out of defense and security but due to the greed of collectors looking for their next trophy. 

You never had any interest or part in it. Always seeing monsters as people trying to make a living just like yourself. But living near the harbor it’s unfortunately not all that uncommon to see poachers selling off kraken tentacles, a siren’s voice, or a mermaids tail. Anything they can get their hands on, really. It pains your heart to see so many hurt and nothing done about it. 

But that is all about to change. 

At that same moment, deep in the ocean, a poor Siren is ambushed by a bunch of poachers. Overwhelmed by their forces, captured, and attacked, they heave his extraordinarily long body onto their ship. Left unable to move as they viciously take his only means of defense. His voice. And then they toss him back into the ocean without a care for how vulnerable they have now left him.

At first he doesn’t even realize what has happened, his memory of the attack fuzzy and disoriented. But the moment he tries to speak a sharp pain radiates from his throat and has him curling in on himself against the ocean floor. Trembling eyes widen as realization dawns over him.

The waves of his mourning wash over the surrounding marine flora and turn everything around him into ash. The water turns darker with the storm of his emotions as it threatens to destroy everything in his path.

He stumbles onto land with the need for revenge etched onto his very soul, shedding his tail and walking into the unknown without daring to look back. The humans all stare as he passes, his beauty alone enough to enchant and allure them. But it all means nothing without his voice.

There was no doubt in his mind that he would find the poachers who had done this to him. Even if his memory is still as broken as the rest of him. Determination is the only thing left fueling him and he will not give that up.

But as he cuts his way through the village square, the most wondrous sound breaks through the haze of his fury. He searches hopelessly for the noise and when he finally finds it his gaze lands on you, playing an instrument he has never seen on any of the ships he’s wrecked.

The sound is mesmerizing and he finds himself walking closer to you. Though you don’t even notice him, your eyes closed, and a blissful expression painted on your face. But the music you are playing is anything but blissful. No, it speaks to his soul, it voices every word he can no longer say aloud.

He feels his knees give out beneath him and the pain cuts into his skin. He does not care. All he can do is look upon you and watch as you play the most devastating song he has ever heard. One even his previously infamous voice could never replicate.

When you open your eyes you’re surprised to see this man before you. He a vision of otherworldly beauty. Even as endless tears stream down from his bloodshot eyes. You do not know what horrors this man has gone through but something pulls at you to comfort him.

Not a word is spoken, nor is it needed, as you set down your instrument and take him into your arms. He immediately breaks down and sobs silently in your embrace. You don’t know when you begin to cry along with him but you both hold each other till long past the sun goes down.

As time passes, you teach him to speak with his hands, allowing him to finally communicate with you. His heart flutters as something in his soul clicks back into place at the gift you’ve given him. Having a voice once more.

Now that he can finally talk to you, he immediately shares his tale. Explaining he was not a man but a Siren. He fumbles over his fingers as he recounts the poacher attack, the way they stole everything from him. He confides his wishes to you, his need for revenge.

He’s shocked to see the thunderous rage booming throughout your expression. He didn’t know what to expect but a part of him hadn’t expected your support. Not with how kind, gentle, and loving you are. At least to him you are.

But you do support him and there’s no second guessing that as the two of you immediately begin to make a plan. Leading you to teach him how to speak through his hands in more ways than one.

Not only through his fingers but through the vessel of an instrument. Allowing his hypnotic magic to flow into the object while maintaining the same effect.

Even though he can now speak for himself, the Siren thanks you in the only way he truly knows how. With a kiss that speaks of all his gratitude and admiration for you. He pours all of the love and passion he’s been holding back into it.

His passion only growing into a raging inferno as you both stumble into your chambers. Your bodies intertwined, a mess of limbs and panting breaths as you join together and become one. Now in body as you are in heart.

Afterwards, with your plan in place and his magic, the two of you quickly rise up the ranks of society. Playing for people of both high and low birth. Traveling to villages and cities all across the country. Always in search of the ones who stole from your Siren his most precious gift.

It’s at a charity concert when that fateful day arrives. Your Siren’s pale blue eyes peeling through the crowd as they always do while you play. His heart hammers in his chest once they fall on a group of familiar looking men. Sharp painful visions of the past sear their way back into his mind and knock the wind out of him.

Your own gaze follows his line of sight, seeing the group of questionable looking men. All of them glancing around at the nobles in the room as if they’ve hit the jackpot. Something fierce burns in your belly and you and your Siren begin to play even harder, working as one to help strengthen his magic.

Even you feel something the moment the hypnosis seeps into their skin and latches onto their bones. Now expressionless faces fall onto you and listen as you two play the rest of the concert. None of them moving an inch as the hours pass. Like caught fish latched onto the fishing line and just waiting to be pulled in.

Near the end as you finish up the finale, your Siren uses his magic and directs the men into the back room. Somewhere isolated and private where you won’t be disturbed. The sound of roaring applause and cheering drowns out the beating of your hearts. Neither of you able to focus on their praise when your revenge is so close in sight.

It’s only as the door clicks behind you both does the siren’s song finally break. Clarity returns to the men’s milky eyes and a chorus of displeasure echos throughout the room. You don’t bother to respond. Let them say their last words, let them voice their complaints because soon they won’t be doing much of anything at all.

You narrow in on them, your murderous gazes eventually enough to silence them. And as you both lift up your instructions to deliver the last blow, recognition passes over each and every one of their faces, remembering what they had done to your love.

Your Siren being the last thing they see before perishing at your hands.

This piece was inspired by Schoenberg verklärte nacht op.4 - boulez. Please check it out, it’s such a beautiful song.

[2soft4yandere]

So, today was my birthday, and I can't help but feel monsters REALLY know how to celebrate birthdays. Especially a human's!

Oh my gosh, happy (belated?) birthday!!!

I do think I would have to disagree with you though. I feel like birthdays would be another one of those cultural differences between humans and monsters that would be a funny incident when revealed. But a Monster would definitely try their hardest to give you the best birthday possible when they find out!

Imagine your Monster bf has been going over and planning your birthday in secret for months. He has everything planned out and he really wanted to go the full nine yards given that it’s your first birthday together as a couple.

But you just so happen to stumble upon him at the table, not knowing what he’s up to. And your eyes widen as you see what he has written down.

“Pin the eel in the eagles mouth. What do you need all that for?” You ask, brows furrowing in concern for the state of your bf’s mind.

Your bf whips around and scrambles to cover up all the paper and research he has scattered across the table. His monstrous form makes that quite an easy task. But he still looks adorably flustered anyway.

“Hey, you weren’t supposed to see any of that!”

You only grow more confused. With the look on your face your words finally start to sink in. Which has your bf becoming just as confused as you are.

“But, uh, what’s wrong? Are eels and eagles not common in your human cele— lives? Your human lives,” your bf asks, trying to appear as calm and casual as possible.

And he fails at it spectacularly. You wince and shake your head at him, wondering what’s going on with him.

“No, love, that sounds terrifying.”

Your bf’s face drops and luckily you at least manage to catch that very obvious signal he accidentally sends you. A frown pulls at your lips until realization dawns on you and you immediately begin cooing at him.

“Aw, baby, are you planning me a birthday party?”

He melts into you, his arms wrapping around you and clinging onto you. Turning into a huge baby at the first sight of your affection. You try to swallow down your laughter as he pouts and nuzzles in your neck.

“Well I’m apparently planning the worst human birthday party ever.” You try and comfort him as best you can.

“Don’t say that. Whatever you planned is going to be amazing because it’s coming from you,” you assure him gently.

But as you leave to head off back to what you were doing, your bf only grows determined to give you the best birthday party in the history of birthday parties.

For the next few weeks he does a ton of research. Looking up the best birthday traditions that humans have had, looking across all generations and cultures. And when he thinks about it, he decides to add in some monster traditions as well. Because you love him with all your heart for exactly who he is so he wants to share this aspect of his life with you too. But he makes sure to only include the humanly-safe ones.

He puts his whole heart and soul into planning it and when your birthday finally comes around, it all turns out even better than expected. You’ve never felt so loved and cherished before and you love getting to experience so many wonderful traditions with the monster who means the most to you.

All in all it would be a lovely day where he makes sure to shower you in endless love.

[2soft4yandere]

❤️❤️❤️❤️ Reread this and still love it

Monster Overlord rules over his lands with a mighty fist. He tears down his enemies without a second thought and if even his own people displease him they turn into an enemy he must destroy. He doesn’t fool himself on saying he fights to keep the peace, no he fights to secure his position and he isn’t shy about that fact.

So maybe that’s why his people are so shocked to find out about you, his cute plump wife, and the sweetest person they’ve ever laid their eyes on.

When they first meet you they watch with trembling and cowering forms, shocked by the fact that their terrifying ruler actually has a wife and horrified over what he must’ve done to capture such a sweet thing like you.

They all slowly melt under your gentle hand and kind eyes. You walk through the masses of the city handing out baked sweets you had personally spent all night making. Their Overlord doesn’t say a word, he just shuffles close behind you, casting petrifying scowls their way.

Gods, the people simply can’t stand it. The idea of you being trapped with such a horrible man, he would ruin you! Tear you to pieces and leave nothing but the scraps.

But then you do the more curious thing. You turn to face him and their might Overlord actually bows down to your level, allowing you to cup his face with the same grace and elegance you’ve been giving them.

“Are you feeling overstimulated? We can always go back home now if you’ve had enough exposure for today.”

Their jaws? On the floor. They can’t believe what they’re seeing. Even more so as the Monster Overlord whimpers under his breath and all but begs you to take him home now.

The two of you retreat leaving more destruction and despair than the Overlord could’ve ever managed on his own.

And sure, your husband does ruin you and tear you to pieces. Not with his claws but with his massive cock as he drives it deep inside of you every night, plowing right into your sloppy fat cunt with no mercy. Yet you’re the one begging for it, locking your limbs around him and forcing him to fuck you harder and harder.

Your screams shake his palace walls and while his servants shiver in fear, feeling such pity for you as they assume they’re shouts of terror, both you and your husband know they’re screams of ecstasy. Indeed he relishes in them and in the idea of bringing more to pour from your soft lips.

Because the two of you take care of each other, you’re a team. Above all, he fights to keep his position in order to protect you. To keep you safe from his hoard of enemies. And in return, you look out for him. Providing him a safe haven from his social anxiety and awkward demeanor in public. Guiding him toward becoming a better ruler toward your people and making you proud. He’d do anything for you, after all.