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Anyway I can get Jafar, Pitch Black, and Imhotep headcannons for a s/o whose down bad?

Hello Anon and HELL YES here we GO:

Down Bad!S/O Headcannons: Jafar

This Smug Bitch

You thought the teasing was bad before you started seeing eachother, but holy moley-

He knows exactly what you like about him and flaunts it Every. Damn. Day.

It doesn't matter if you're supposed to be organising the palace workload or having midday brunch - this man has dropped his voice into octaves not suitable for public knowledge and he won't stop *almost* touching you it's driving you absolutely spare either move away or put those hands to better use you twisted prick -

Will not stop the bedroom eyes during inapproriate situations - Jafar if you drop one more innuendo over the Sultan's oblivious head that staff is being shoved where the sun doesn't shine.

Finds it aborable to see you blushed, flustered and furious.

In private though - OH BOY

Seeing just how badly you want him has had him all shades of turned on 24/7.

Physical affection is inescapable. There's constantly hands on your arms, face, shoulders and waist at minimum. He has no problem rearranging your schedule at short notice to steal extra hours with you. You don't mind either

More than once as you've both gotten, ahem, carried away, he's started to slither into something more cobra-like than strictly human.

He can't help it, the urge to wrap himself inescapably around you and squeeze, to feel you wriggle uselessly in his grip...

Once, fed up of the ball being constantly in his court, you took initiative and played footsie during a high stakes council meeting.

He couldn't reciprocate as he was facing away, addressing the sultan and his ministers. You smirked as you felt him trembling with restraint, one hand fisted in his robes under the table.

You played innocent until the meeting ended. He snapped to face you, eyes slitted and tongue flickering, fangs already out, and you gleefully decided you were absolutely doing this again even as you ran.

Down Bad!S/O Headcannons: Pitch Black

Smug Bitch Number 2 Coming In Hot

Ok so it's taken a Long Time to get to this point, Pitch has a lot of hurdles to clear in order to capture and hold his attention, what shocked him was the determination, and speed, you did it with.

To someone as attention starved and underappreciated as Pitch, your genuine interest and eagerness is water in the desert, balm to the burns...fuel to the fire.

You're not down bad enough that he doesn't scare you...in fact, he's been able to creep out and scare you plenty of times, but you keep coming back despite everything. It vexes him that he can't send you running, but even more that he doesn't want to.

If you're on speaking terms with any of the guardians, and refeuse to badmouth him or even, be still his nonexistant heart, defend him... oh darling you're his, and his forever, and he's going to flaunt that fact everywhere, private and public.

He's going to love showing you everything about him, pushing and pulling your comfort zone to include his realm and everything in it. Like a child with an interest that no-one has let him talk about before, he's going to steep you in the creation of nightmares, forgotten monsters in the edge of the light, caverns that have been silent since the dawn of time, the thrill of a challenge to be overcome, of hearts near beating out of chests and the addiction of adrenaline...

He's wanted so long to be understood that he can scarce believe it's actually happening. Try to be understanding when his paranoia rears it's head, fear can absolutely feed on itself.

If you're comfortable, his showmanship tendencies will involve you. You can't say his command of a room, the drop of his voice into the smooth promise of a threat, the way he strecthes to fill the shadows doesn't do it for you. He just asks that you keep the starry eyed giggling to a minimum please - he has an image to maintain in front of his enemies, darling~

Down Bad!S/O Headcannons: Imhotep:

Oh wow, ok, I hope you can keep it contained for a bit, Imhotep isn't the kind to appreciate out and out worship or airheaded platitudes. Actually, he distrusts people who are forward with appreciation for him in gerenal, too used to fawning and deception from his life as high priest.

He much more appreciates dedication and assistance in practical matters before personal, so if you can channel that energy into helping him acheive world domination then he's much more likely to notice, and be approving of such feelings.

That said, once you become an Item (something that took a phenominal amount of convincing after the disaster that was Anuk Su-Namun) you see a whole new side to him than was previously on display.

When Imhotep wants something, he wants it with his whole being, and acts accordingly. He's physically affectionate, always tucking you under his arm or gently holding your face. He's never shy about the expectations he has for you both, and outright states that he has full confidence in your abilities and prowess, not just in private but in full view of enemy and ally alike.

Such open, honest, implicit confidence in you from a 5000 year old cursed mummy can come as a shock, but it's the bedrock that will form a mountain as you push eachother forward.

Your dedication is more appreciated than you know. But more than anything, Imhotep is after an equal, and will appreciate you to disagree or even argue on occasion. He enjoys the chase of a conversation more than blows, especially if you come to a mutual agreement at the end.

If you snark back at him in ancient egyptian he is going to pin you against the nearest surface and steal your breath away for h o u r s.

He's a gift giver, and would appreciate the same in turn. Good luck with that and I hope you're cool with grave robbing.

Anon theses were an abslute delight to write, thank you for the ask and I hope you enjoy!

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Are we allowed to send in name suggestions for your unnamed ocs, or is that overstepping?

No, that's alright! I can't promise I'll use them, but it would be nice to hear some ideas

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Hello! I hope this doesn’t come across as rude, but did you get a request for headcanons involving your hammerhead merman a while back? My internet has been acting funny, so I don’t know if it went through. It’s fine if you don’t want to do it, I just want to see if my internet is working right. Have a lovely day!

Oh I did get it, yes. I've been focusing on my more longform content not related to this blog for a while, but I'll be happy to do some when the inspiration strikes me again

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gorgon girl!!! her name is Zola Zola!! 

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Alright I'll try

I only highlighted my biggest things, plenty of the ones on this board are still things I'm occasionally into. The highlighted ones are just the ones that immediately grab my attention almost every time.

Monster f❤cker bingo

I stumbled upon this on devianart , I belive the person who made this was (whitenoize on deviantart) but yall let me know if I'm crediting the wrong person,

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Here's mine : BINGO BITCHESSSSS

Lemme know what you guys got!

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I hope you’re staying safe in this messed up weather!

Thank you! It's alright in my area of the world, actually, but I do have a lot of righteous anger toward the many things that caused it to be so dangerously hot elsewhere in the world

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You know what I'm here for - fluff and softness with the Horned King please, horn touching specifically? Love your writing 😁💀💖

Thank you! For the sake of not having to begin with 50 pages of prior relationship-building, we'll assume you're already together and have been for some time when this takes place.

2nd person POV, no specified reader gender

Bitter wind is howling in your ear, a chill biting into your skin. This ancient stone balcony beneath your feet seems as though it might crumble at any moment. Standing ahead of you, his robe flowing in the wind, is the Horned King.

Even from behind, he manages to look quite imposing. You, however, feel no fear when you look upon him. You've known His Majesty for too long to shy away from the sight of him. He is the warmest thing in this castle to you, despite his cold, decaying form.

You approach him slowly. Not out of fear or caution, but rather because you don't wish to alarm him. You've found he favors slower movements. Gently, you place a hand upon his upper back.

He draws a somewhat sharp breath, giving you the impression you've alarmed him anyway. Even his breath seems to have a slight unearthly echo to it. The fur upon his shoulders is thick and somewhat matted, an old animal's pelt not properly upkept through the many years he's worn it. You can feel the tension in his back beneath. He speaks your name softly, and turns his head slightly to look upon you. His eyes appear as empty sockets at the moment, but you know he still sees you.

You decide to try and relieve some of that tension in his back, so you start trying to work out a knot or two with one hand. He sighs contentedly, and you can feel the tension starting to leave him. At least some of it, anyway. He mutters a brief message of gratitude.

Your eyes are drawn to his horns. Here, they resemble curved daggers poised to pierce the horizon. He had told you before that they had been a “gift” bestowed upon him by the now long-dead Arawn. He’d received them along with the curse that prevented him from knowing the peace of death. Yet, they were certainly a key part of the fear he was able to inspire in others. Still, he despised them for what they meant to him, but could never be rid of them. He’d embraced the monster they made him appear to be, feeling certain he was suited for nothing else.

You find your hand drifting toward one of the horns closest to you without your conscious input. Before you can pull away out of respect, your hand makes contact and your fingers gently wrap around the thorn-like prongs. He stiffens, and turns his head to look at you once again. This time, his eyes blaze crimson.

“What is the meaning of this?”

You apologize, but your hand doesn’t seem to want to leave. Instead, you continue to gently caress the curves and points of the horn. The prongs certainly feel sharp enough to cut you, but none of your blood is shed, as though His Majesty’s body truly does not wish to harm you.

He slowly raises his hand to meet yours. His gnarled hand is cold, but when it reaches your flesh, it is gentle. Slowly, gently, he rubs one thumb over the back of your hand as you continue to hold his horn.

“You...truly do not despise them?” he inquires, a sort of cautious surprise to his weathered voice.

“I...think they’re beautiful,” you reply softly. “I’m sorry if that’s too--”

“No,” he interrupts. “I...am honored to hear it.”

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Turning tips on for this blog as well. If you’re familiar with my plush blog or my dark magic kingdom au blog, you know that I’m looking for a little extra income since what was supposed to be my summer job hasn’t been giving me any work. I’m looking for another job but for the time being am taking what I can get, selling things on ebay and opening a few of my blogs up for tips. I’m not in desperate need of money as my food and housing are taken care of, but if you have some to spare that you want to share with me, I do greatly appreciate it. Please be responsible though, I don’t want anything that you can’t freely give. Take care of yourself first.

I currently am not offering anything in exchange aside from thank yous and continued blog activity, since I don’t want to start putting anything behind a paywall. That might change if I end up more desperate in the future, but for now I’m completely fine with writing for free.

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Touched up an old sketch I hand found! 🐮

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GA SHA DO KU RO

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Just out of curiosity, why is futakuchi onna your favorite?

I just really like the idea of a girl with a big fanged mouth hidden in her hair and also hair-manipulation powers. I'm not sure why but hair-manipulation powers are a favorite of mine in terms of more obscure superpowers. It's also partially because I have nostalgia for Skullgirls and my favorite Skullgirls character (actually, characters, plural) was Filia and her parasite, Samson, who together made up a sort of "Venom if he was based on a two-faced yokai" scenario. and also if Venom had wound up like begrudgingly adopting his host instead of wanting to kiss him.

Basically, "pretty girl with secret sharp teeth and hair manipulation powers makes the sapphic part of my monsterloving brain go brrr"

I think you can make any yokai attractive, especially because every monster lover has different tastes, but my personal favorite is secret monster mouth and extra hair limbs lady. Though I at one point in the past had an interest in Aka Manto, the multitude of living object yokai I think are very fun (especially kasa-obake, how could you not love a funny umbrella guy with a face), I've seen some very pretty artist renditions of oni women, and I would definitely flirt with a Funayūrei. Ahoy, sailor!

(Scary/paranoia-inducing stuff below because I also decided to talk about the ones that scare me)

On the other side of the monster spectrum, the ones I find the most intimidating personally are Teke-Teke (I have a squick about severed torsos, which is perfectly reasonable, most people do I'm sure. But also the idea of a severed torso spotting you late at night and Running-In-The-90s toward you faster than you can possibly avoid and bisecting you at the waist once she catches up to you? Yeah that keeps me up at night sometimes), Umibōzu (the portraits of it give off a very uncanny "you're not supposed to be seeing this" vibe, and the idea of a giant appearing from the sea while you're sailing, and just treating your ship like a child playing with a toy boat in the bath, ignorant to your suffering? That's a scary thought to me. Kind of cosmic horror actually), the Gashadokuro/Odokuro (skeletons normally don't register as "scary" to me, but the idea of an absolutely massive skeleton appearing out of nowhere to bite your head off, and there's basically nothing you can do to stop it unless you were way prepared ahead of time...congrats, Japan, you actually made skeletons scary to me. That's not easy to do), and you know? Even today I still find myself hoping to never hear someone asking what color toilet paper I want while I'm using a public toilet. Laugh at Aka Manto being a toilet ghost all you want, no one wants to get murdered in a bathroom stall, and certainly not by a ghost.

A very special shout-out to the yokai I personally find the absolute most terrifying of all, Sukima-onna. First of all, whoever decided to create a legend about a supernatural being that hides in the gaps in doorways and under/beside furniture...I applaud your ability to play on my worst paranoia, but also, thanks for the nightmares. I still catch myself glancing warily at my slightly open doorway (to let the kitties in ^w^) any time I stay up too late. If I ever saw an eye looking back at me through that gap, I think I'd actually pass away on the spot. Whether or not it was only a sleep-deprived hallucination.

There's also something freaky and otherworldly about the Kunekune. At first, a yokai that only stands off in the distance and wiggles doesn't sound scary at all. But they've been said to cause madness and intense paranoia in anyone who looks at one for too long, and some tellings claim they're very difficult to look away from or even have a siren-like effect calling your eyes to them. It makes me think of cosmic horror again, and true cosmic horror along the lines of "you are like a germ to this thing, it does not see, know or care about you" like the Umibozu, or along the lines of "this thing is not from your world and its intentions are beyond your understanding, but they're definitely not good, and no conventional defense mechanisms of yours are going to work" like the Kunekune, are both horror tropes that REALLY get to me. Honestly the Kunekune would make GREAT Backrooms entities, it surprises me that as an urban legend they're considerably older...and probably based on something comparitively lame, like heat distortion on distant traditional Japanese scarecrows or hanging clothes. Or even lamer, eye floaters.

Maybe I should try to use my monster loving to work through my fears of these creatures. OR just write absolutely banging horror stories later on, since I do actually want to be a published writer.

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It is morally correct to be horny on main.

If we really want to fight against this puritanical culture that seems to be hell-bent on running sex workers off the internet and banning pornography wherever they can find it, you have a moral duty to post hole on main. Doesn't have to be your own hole but you got to post it.

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I've probably said this before but I love Knight characters, but HATE it if they take off their helmets.

Knights aren't humans, they're like silly robots or big bugs to me. All they know is to train and fight.

It's like watching videos of stag beetles flipping each other over. Knights is creatures

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an unexpected catch

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Month of Monstergirls day 26: futakuchi-onna

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So on the topic of monsters I’d like to clarify something:

These things are super sexy and personally I’d love to smooch one. However:

They are not w*ndigo. W*ndigo are a very sacred spirit (equivalent to, like, angels/demons for Christians) and aren’t cryptids that should be discussed in the same vein as mothman and Bigfoot. Traditional w*ndigo don’t even look like these things.

The above art depicts deer-men cryptids, a totally separate creature. So if you like those kinds of monsters, call them by their actual name and leave w*ndigo out of it please.

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most are by artist Matthew Meyer