As someone whose had a lot of people tell me ideas about Ghost ghouls having animalistic (and often times infantilizing and dehumanizing) behaviours, I’d like to switch this up
They don’t struggle with wanting to eat objects. They struggle when a sibling of the Congregation breaks her arm near them. They see the bone and tendon through broken skin and have to run before they break her far worse
They struggle with getting too close during a sexual encounter, with mouths open over arteries that can kill with a simple knick. They want to feel the life leave their partner so badly, it scares the partner away
They struggle with being seen as disposable by humans. They struggle with violence against those who summoned them. They struggle with controlling their demonic powers and urges is way more fun and honestly way more interesting to see from the perspective as a human who struggles with psychosis and violent, oftentimes unsavoury intrusive thoughts
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To Love You (Platonic Yandere! Child x Monster!Reader)
Chapter 0: The Body I Stole
(CW: death, femme bodied gender neutral reader, child abuse) very short prologue for a story idea I had
There was a muffled sound of a woman struggling quietly as she chased the terrified gasps of a child running for his life. A small boy, maybe five years old, covered in scrapes and bruises new and old, was fleeing his mother as she limped after him.
Avery had caused the accident.
Her eyes were cold and sharp, glaring at the road ahead of her as they drove down the curvey mountain. It wasn't his fault, the scene at the birthday party, but his mother didn't believe it. She never did. The fear of being "disciplined" was something Avery never really shook, in fact, it was something he learned to expect..
He didn't know why he did it. But a surge of adrenaline electrocuted his fingertips, and launched his little arms towards her and the steering wheel. The family car swerved towards the trees, rolling twice before smashing into a tree.
The mother was practically dragging her shattered ankle through the weeds as she tried to catch her kid.
"AVERY! COME BACK HERE RIGHT! NOW!" Her voice tore through the woods. The venomous words that promised pain was heard by more than just Avery, however.
They didn't know what the situation was, nor did they care.. All (Reader) could think about was their hunger.
A twig snapping made the woman stop, believing she had found her child. The scowl on her beautiful features deepened, making the woman look more like a monster than the creature who had just woken up.
"Avery. If you come out right now I won't be mad. I promise."
Even to a monster that had been sleeping for the past hundred or so years, her lies were obvious. (Reader) listened to the little one covering his mouth a few feet away, and guessed that he was the Avery this woman was speaking to. But unfortunately for her, Avery was hiding in the opposite direction.
She couldn't even fake a smile as she hobbled over towards where the monster hid, stretching out their creaky joints.
As she passed the thick trees to where she heard the snapping branches, a small look of hateful triumph was shattered as she found something else standing where she assumed her son would be. The eight foot tall creature with grey skin smiled down at the human. Their body smelled of dirt and moss, but looked like a mummified corpse stretched out. Black hair fell around their shoulders, almost covering their six, blood red eyes, focusing on the trembling prey before them.
Her beautifully painted lips weren't given a chance to scream before the creature opened it's jagged toothed maw, and bit her pretty little head in half.
(Reader's) strong jaw crushed the woman's skull easily, splashing her soft innards down their throat and across their naked chest. It had been so long since they ate that they forgot to take the basic feeding steps.
What was her height? Her hair color? Her chest size? They forgot to care. It wasn't until the only thing left of her body was her left leg.
"Ah.. I made a mistake." (Reader) mumbled to themselves as they tried to recall what their meal's appearance was. If they hadn't been starving, they would have morphed into their new persona before eating them.
They did their best in replicating the woman.
Their spine snapped loudly as they shrunk, hair and skin rapidly changing in color and texture, until they were the woman as they somewhat recalled her to be. 'I'll just find a better suit later..'
Not even the woman's clothes remained in the bloody aftermath. (Reader) sighed as they shook her leg. 'My starvation made me sloppy.' They finished off the last leg of their meal, before turning and surprising themselves with the appearance of a small boy with black hair watching them. (Reader's) new eyes widened, having been so focused on their food that they hadn't noticed him sneaking up on them.
As they contemplated killing and taking the young boy's form, he surprised them again, rushing forward suddenly and wrapping his thin arms around (Reader's) naked flesh.
A/N: I know it's short, but I had an idea for a multiple chapter story, with a clingy adoptive son ❤️ needed to get the OG mother out of the way before the story, because even though this is what I want to happen in the story, it doesn't fit the way I want the first chapter to start haha
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