#i'm the monster rawr rawr rawr

[aaronofithaca05]

Art!

The Underworld SagÁ COVER ALBUM

[scene-royaltylolz]

Bacc 2 skool again :p

And w/ a new hairstyle ÙwÚ

(Yes, I covered my face for more than just privacy reasons XD)

[inkyspirit]

My kid and I made Underworld bracelets while we listened to all of ACT 1.

[scrumptiousfoxglitter]

I don't think I've seen anyone talk about what Eurylochus was gonna say to Odysseus in the beginning of the Circe Saga? Probably because there isn't much to talk about but I'm 75% sure he was gonna confess to talking the crew into opening the bag that let out the storm given how guilty the dude sounded.

[sleepycinnamoncakez]

ngl 1 w4nn4 m4k3 th3z3 2

BUT 1'M N0T 4LL0W3D

cuz my par3ntz 7hink d4t m0nst3r dr1nkz w1ll m4k3 m3 tr4ns if 1 3v3r dr1nk 4ny ;(

1f th3y 0nly kn3w h0w m4ny 1 h4v3 dr4nk X_X

1'd b d34d 4 sur3 ! XD

[jademight]

Honestly slowly shifting Bruce to be a monster hunter / John Constantine-esque character rather than trying to make him a Clean Heroic Avenger should be the way to go but that’s just my two cents

[sorrow--wolf]

Rawr XD

Extra text and alt colors below~

Look man, I just really loved this design for her. Purple, dark colors, big flared coats/capes, and monsters/demons have always just been things I'm super fond of. Also I had to shove Stringbean in there with little rawr hands of her own because I love her.

Really loved the partial grey scale this time around.

[epicthemusicalstuff]

What song are you most excited for? Personally I'm most excited for Monster (rawr rawr rawr)! XD

I know everyone is excited for Monster, and I am too, but No Longer You? I’m thrilled! I can’t wait! You know how Jorge likes to have unexpected moments in songs (such as the Penelope part in Circe, and again the Penelope part in Ocean?), I think he is going to throw us something wild in No Longer You (I don’t know what, but it’s a feeling) and I can’t wait!

[aro-pancake]

Jay: I'm a monster! Rawr rawr rawr!🦖🦖🦖

Me:

[shymeow]

\ (^°^) / could I request cg! Hobie? maybe with reader who doesn't get super little?

i couldn't find many rules on requesting so I hope this is okay 🥰

This is absolutely okay honey ! Thank you for the request my love ! I hope I got what you meant 🥹

𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 . . .

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Hobie 'Spider-Punk' Brown x fem ! lil ! reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 (?): None. If I missed any, pls warn me !

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: A not too little reader who loves to play with Hobie !

The city was quiet for the first time in God knows how long, all you could hear was the rain drops falling in the window and you and Hobie decided to spend a day playing together and doing some other activities! What could be better than a rainy day relaxing with daddy?! Exactly, nothing !

"Wow honey look at that! You're so smart I envy you!" Hobie said as he looked to the puzzle of 30 pieces that both of you were doing. You gave him a biiiiig smile and that made him so happy because he loves to give you the attention you wanted and he loved to pass the time with you relaxing. "Could you teach me how to be so smart like you?"

You giggled at his words, putting another piece in the puzzle. "No daddy my smartness is just mine!" You laughed as he pretended to be offended by your words, putting his hand in his chest. "Oh my! I think I'm gonna have a heart attack... My sweetheart doesn't love me anymore! Huh! Did you hear that? Is that a sound of giggles I hear?" He looked at you like he was spooked, making you stop laughing and look at him confused. "That's your giggle I hear! Do you know why? Because I'm the tickle monster! Rawr!"

He attacked you with tickles, making you squirm and laugh in the floor of the living room trying to escape from his tickles. "Hihihi daddy please!" You tried to grab his hands, but he was bigger than you and stronger than you, so it didn't affect him. "I just stop if you promise you'll teach me how to be smart!"

And of course, you agreed. But who said you really teach him? You two just hugged the rest of the day watching cartoons and enjoying each other company for a good time <3

[aqua-loves-writing]

What if I'm the monster...

The piece I made to celebrate the release of the underworld saga! My favourite song is monster (rawr rawr rawr)

[evanesdust]

perfect slice of life

🎄🎅 merry christmas, @sterekbros 💗

written for- @sterekfests prompt: "Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays." @sterekbingo square: smiling at each other from across the room

Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Original Child Character(s), Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: POV Derek Hale, Canon Compliant, Future Fic, Established Relationship, Married Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Slice of Life, Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things, Stiles Stilinski is a Nice Thing, Parenthood, Family, Fluff

Summary:

…the one where Derek savored one of the spontaneous, joyful moments that now defined his life.

"Rawr!" Derek yelled, jumping out from behind the bed. Livvie squealed with laughter, racing out of the room and down the hall. The lopsided pigtails he'd given her after lunch bounced with each step. He loved how her tiny feet pattered against the floor, a staccato rhythm that filled the house with life. It was something he'd never dreamed he could have—not with the shit show of his life.

Now, he had a family again. A husband and daughter who had completely reshaped his world. Each peal of Livvie's laughter was like a song to his ears. He chased after her as she headed toward the living room, a grin plastered on his face. Monster chase was one of her favorite games, and witnessing her unadulterated happiness infected him with the same unbridled joy.

Derek chased after her, making exaggerated monster noises, and Livvie shrieked, her laughter echoing off the walls as they darted around the corner.

"Careful of the Christmas tr—"

He stopped dead in his tracks, choking back a snort at the sight that greeted them.

Stiles stood in the entryway, arms crossed and an amused yet (feigned) stern expression on his face.

"And just what is going on here? I'm pretty sure we're not supposed to be running in the house," Stiles said, though the twinkle in his eyes betrayed his attempt at seriousness.

"We're not running," Derek said with mock innocence. "We're...speed walking. Yeah, that's it. Speed walking."

Livvie clapped her hands over her mouth, trying not to laugh at his blatant lie.

Stiles raised a brow, clearly not convinced. But Derek noted the way his lips twitched and knew he was struggling to maintain his composure. "Uh-huh, and I'm the Queen of England."

"We were just playing, Daddy," Livvie said, her voice muffled by her hands. Derek nodded in agreement, trying to look repentant, but failed as Stiles shook his head, unable to keep the act up any longer. A warm, affectionate smile spread across his face as he opened his arms and took a knee.

Livvie ran over, launching herself into his embrace. She hugged him tightly, laughter finally breaking free from her lips. Stiles ruffled her hair and kissed the top of her head before he stood, lifting her up into the air. Derek watched on, a broad grin etched across his face. The room was filled with their love, so palpable it seemed to breathe life into the very walls, and at that moment, everything was perfect.

"I see daddy did your hair," Stiles said with a chuckle as he pretended to examine her uneven pigtails. He glanced at Derek, and they smiled at each other from across the room.

Of course, Stiles would point out the slightly uneven pigtails. They were a telltale sign of Derek's handiwork, but Derek found them kind of endearing in their imperfection. He worked hard on them, watching a few YouTube videos. Plus, it was a small reminder of the precious moments he cherished, these simple things that people often took for granted.

Livvie giggled, proudly nodding her head, making her pigtails swing even more. "Yeah! He gave me piggy tails!"

It was crazy how fast she'd grown up. Gone was their tiny infant, replaced by a vibrant little girl with an infectious laugh and boundless energy, just like her father. A whirlwind of joy, constantly learning, growing, and surprising them every day. Derek remembered the days when she could barely crawl. When she was a slobbery baby who'd thought pocket change was an acceptable snack.

(It happened once, and Derek had immediately fished the quarter out of her mouth.)

Derek chuckled as he walked over, joining in on the family hug. He glanced at Stiles with a look of pure gratitude, reflecting on the simple joys of their domestic life. Together, they had built a safe haven of laughter and love, a contrast to the chaos of the outside world. Not that much happened in Beacon Hills anymore—something he was eternally grateful for.

"How was work?" he asked, nuzzling against Stiles's cheek, taking in the familiar scent that always seemed to calm his nerves. From the moment he'd scented Stiles that day all those years ago, trespassing on Hale territory, he knew that he'd found something special. A constant in a world that was always shifting beneath his feet.

Stiles sighed, setting Livvie down gently before answering. His job as an FBI agent was demanding, and Derek always felt a surge of relief when Stiles walked through the door safe and sound.

"It was the usual madness, but thinking of coming home to you guys always gets me through it." Stiles smiled as he glanced at Livvie, who was now attempting to balance on one foot, her concentration etched comically on her face. He wrapped an arm around Derek's waist, giving him a gentle squeeze. "Especially when I get to come back to monster chases and piggy tails."

Livvie squealed, losing her balance and falling over with a dramatic flop onto a nearby cushion that had been tossed haphazardly on the floor after building forts earlier. Yes, the living room was a bit of a mess, but Derek would clean it up later. He'd much rather spend these precious moments with his family than worry about a few things out of place.

"Can we play monster chase again?" Livvie asked, looking up at her fathers, her wide eyes sparkling with mischief.

Derek and Stiles exchanged a glance, an unspoken agreement passing between them. It was impossible to resist her playful plea—something she had mastered, much to their simultaneous joy and chagrin.

"Only if we take it outside this time," Stiles said, letting go of Derek and walking toward the kitchen, where he tossed his keys and wallet onto the counter. He picked up the mail, flipping through it mostly out of habit. "I think the backyard is far more suited for wild beasts and their crazy adventures. Especially since it's unseasonably warm right now. Seriously, it's Christmas, what the hell."

With Stiles suitably distracted, Derek was able to sneak up behind him and scoop him up, spinning him around as Livvie clapped and cheered. Stiles laughed, the sort of carefree and infectious sound that made Derek's heart swell every time. That made him feel like the luckiest man in the world to have this, to have them.

"To the backyard!" Livvie shouted, already halfway to the backdoor in her excitement. She didn't wait for them, her small legs carrying her as fast as they could go.

Stiles looked at Derek with mock exasperation. "You can put me down now."

"As you wish, but—" Derek replied, gently placing Stiles back on the ground with a soft chuckle. He gave Stiles a slow smile, leaning in for a quick but sweet kiss. "You have five seconds before the big bad wolf comes after you, too."

"No. No, Derek," Stiles said, pointing a finger at him. His eyes were narrowed in a mock glare despite the playful challenge in his eyes. "Don't even think about it."

And then he was dashing out of the kitchen, too, his laughter echoing through the house.

Derek counted down loudly, "Five, four, three, two, one..." before taking off after him.

Livvie's laughter rose above everything, a beacon guiding him toward love, family, and the pure, unfettered joy of being together—something he would always cherish. It filled him with a sense of completeness. Moments like this were what Derek would treasure forever. They were fun and utterly spontaneous and reminded him what life was all about. That he wasn't just living day to day anymore; he had a family and was creating memories that would last a lifetime.

The sun cast long shadows across the lawn as Stiles chased Livvie around, pretending to be a tickle monster, while Derek watched, content in knowing that this—

This was a perfect slice of life.

[zhongrin]

swirl & crystallize

◇ characters ◇ (no romantic pairing) zhongli, xiao, kazuha, shinobu

◇ tags ◇ no pairing, tag game(-ish) but feel free to ignore the tag :3

◇ tagging ◇ @seelestia | @dawndelion-winery | @the-travelling-witch | @hiraya-rawr | @silkjade | @intothegenshinworld | @watatsumiis | @merzkihstuff | @astrxlis | @w4yf1nder | @thesparklingwriter | @kazuily + everyone in the taglist! (but to reiterate: no pressure!!)

◇ a/n ◇ happy new year! i'm starting a new tag game just because lol (any writers or artists welcome)

pick one (or more, if you want) of your existing teams and tell me all about them!

how are the dynamics between each character? do they work well as a team outside of battles? who is the mom friend and who is the dad friend? are they a friendly, tight-knit group, or are they hostile to each other? (optional) what would be their voice lines about each other as teammates?

ps. feel free to include your self-insert or oc in the team as the 'fifth character' if you want!

𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ⬙ 𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

team: xiao, kazuha, zhongli, shinobu

✧— xiao ⇄ kazuha

xiao appreciates the way kazuha doesn't try to intrude his space and how he manages to sense whenever the yaksha wants to be left alone.

kazuha on the other hand is pretty neutral about xiao. mostly he appreciates the way the demon conqueror always protects the whole team, and so the ronin tries to include him in everything.

the team probably accidentally discovered that kazuha’s leaf-playing ability makes xiao relax, so the wandering samurai takes it upon himself to do it every now and then whenever things are calm and xiao is within the vicinity.

honestly, i think they get along very well despite not interacting that much on the surface.

xiao → “about kazuha“

“that wandeing samurai from inazuma? he’s… alright. polite. although the way he speaks took a while to get used to. the leaf flute? hmph…. i… suppose, it is quite relaxing.”

kazuha → “about xiao”

“a selfless protector blessed by the anemo archon himself. the winds around him are quite volatile, but i find that they would turn tranquil whenever a melodic tune dances in the air. as zhongli-sensei suggested, i’ve taken to the habit of playing the leaves more often as we wind down for the day.”

✧— xiao ⇄ zhongli

probably is the closest relationship within the team. calm grandpa and feral surrogate son

zhongli is generally caring towards everyone in the team but he has a special soft spot for xiao - always pulling him back whenever things look bad on the battlefield.

(omg can you imagine zhongli picking up xiao by his scruff like he's a feral cat and flinging him out of harm’s way lmao-)

xiao knows he doesn’t have to worry about zhongli on the battlefield too, so that’s a huge burden off his shoulders.

xiao → “about zhongli“

“what more is there to be said? i am just honored that i am able to fight alongside morax again.”

zhongli → “about xiao”

“i’m glad you invited the young adeptus to travel with you. many times i have tried to persuade him to take some rest for a change of pace, but he never listened. please, indulge my curiosity; how did you manage to convince him to come along?”

✧— xiao ⇄ shinobu

neutral. they’ve already met in the chasm before, so shinobu knows about xiao’s self-sacrificing tendencies.

since shinobu is also smart and attentive - she knows when to put her foot down but also to leave xiao to his own devices.

xiao sees her as a reliable teammate.

mutual respect plays a huge part in this relationship, and while they’re not particularly close, they’re both comfortable with how it is!

xiao → “about shinobu“

“the electro wielder? she’s okay. responsible. i respect her.”

shinobu → “about xiao”

“i wouldn’t say that we’re close. but i am thankful that we have someone who is experienced in dealing with and efficiently fighting off dangerous monsters. although… this might be a rude thing to say to an enlightened being, but how can he fight so recklessly without an ounce of care for his own safety? i don’t mind patching him up, of course - boss is just as reckless as he is - but sometimes i just wish he would snap out of that selfless mindset already.”

✧— kazuha ⇄ zhongli

kazuha is intrigued and curious because he can somehow sense that zhongli isn’t exactly… normal? surely no normal man can make the last yaksha in teyvat himself bow down to his knees or speak so respectfully?

zhongli is thankful to kazuha for keeping xiao company and appreciates the way he always attentively listens to his stories.

they bond over literature and share their experiences. very wholesome dynamics.

kazuha → “about zhongli“

“there’s something about zhongli-sensei that i can’t explain... you know who he actually is, don’t you? haha, don’t look so surprised. it really is quite obvious. the demon conqueror reveres him, the wind respects him, and the soil thrums in his presence. though i am not privy to the details, i can sense that he’s not just a ‘funeral parlor consultant from liyue’. don’t worry; you don’t have to tell me anything. everyone has their own secrets, and i can respect that.”

zhongli → “about kazuha”

“an interesting fellow, that child. very attuned to nature itself. after hearing the stories of his travels and hardships, it occurs to me that his vision truly suits him; a wandering bird flying from one branch to another. i’m also very grateful that he managed to befriend xiao.”

✧— kazuha ⇄ shinobu

they naturally bond with each other over time. since they’re both inazumans, that makes them feel inclined to start talking to each other.

actually, given some time, i can even see them becoming friends!

shinobu pulls kazuha out of potential troubles and kazuha watches over shinobu to make sure she doesn't overwork herself.

a sibling-like relationship. lovely.

kazuha → “about shinobu“

“of course, i’m happy to have a fellow countryman on our travels! shinobu knows a lot of things and is more than happy to tell me what happened while i was away from inazuma, and what has changed since then. she makes for a good drinking company too; our taste in sake seems to match!”

shinobu → “about kazuha”

“well, at least he’s a lot more manageable than boss. still, i really don’t understand how someone could be so… spontaneous and unbound. one moment he’s sitting on a tree branch watching the clouds, the next moment he’s using his anemo powers to climb some cliffs - goodness, did you know he almost broke a leg three days ago?”

✧— zhongli ⇄ shinobu

the “parents” of the group, really. do i even need to say more?

keeps everyone out of trouble, very level-headed people who just want the best for the whole team and know that they can trust each other in this endeavor.

there’s just this one little misunderstanding, though (if you could even call it that)…

zhongli → “about shinobu“

“ah, the young lady is a mature and kind individual. have you seen her fuss around kazuha and xiao? i find the sight quite endearing. she has even asked me if my joints were okay when we hiked the mountains in sumeru the other day…... hmmm. in hindsight, perhaps i should not have answered with ‘older than your parents' when she asked me about my ‘real age’....”

shinobu → “about zhongli”

“i understand that you needed someone experienced in life and all in this expedition, but you really shouldn’t have asked an elderly person to tag along in such dangerous activity. hm? why are you looking at me like that? didn’t you know? i mean, i would have never guessed it from his youthful appearance either. i have heard that liyueans tend to look younger than their actual age, but even now i can barely believe that zhongli-sensei is that old. honestly, i’m still surprised he could still be so agile in combat.”

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[cupcakestreets]

If need be I will bust out my paper to add to this village

I have an idea where the pair have a kid and Werewolf is being a good dad and promises that he won’t ever be alone and Red velvet is proud of him. Also I want to hc that werewolf can cook

Alright, anon you sent this months ago, and i wanted to do art for it, but i wrote a fic instead! There is art below~

Enjoy my Werevelvet Village~

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Soft moonlight shines down on the tall trees of a dark forest. The bushes rustle as a small cookie with a red hood quickly runs through them. The sound of a heavy beast is not far behind. The ground shook, and twigs snapped, becoming louder and louder. The little cookie runs behind a tree, tucking their head down and holding on tightly to the hood to make sure to keep their face hidden. The little cookie panted heavily. They try to cover their mouth to allow any sound from their breath to escape.

The beast began to move slowly. It began to sniff the air. They stood tall, and the moonlight revealed the silhouette of a werewolf. The little cookie suddenly felt a tickle in their nose. As the werewolf walked past the tree, a tiny "achoo" came from the tree. The werewolf pounced behind the tree and let out a rawr! The red hooded cookie's hood fell to reveal a tinier red werewolf. The little werewolf began to giggle. The bigger werewolf cracked a smile and started to chuckle with the little pup. They both poofed into their cookie forms.

"You found me, Papa!" The little cookie said. This cookie had red velvety hair with grayish-white stripes and red sprinkles that peppered their hair, two pointed cream tuffs that resembled wolf ears, glowing blue eyes, and noticeable peppermint striped monster claws. They smiled at the big cookie showing off those sharp canine teeth. The bigger cookie lifted them up and held them in their arms. It was Werewolf Cookie. He looked a bit older and worn. He had a few cream lines on his chin. He gives the little cookie a kiss on the cheek, and some pepper flakes flutter onto the little cookie’s nose, causing them to sneeze again.

"Bless you, Red Wolf Cookie… Why don't we get back to the cabin… I'm sure daddy is done with dinner…" Werewolf Cookie says, walking towards a lit cabin in an open area in the forest.

Werewolf Cookie opens the door to see his lovely spouse in the kitchen. Their long hair was tied into a ponytail, and they had on an apron to cover their casual clothing. He was stirring up some jelly stew.

"Red Velvet Cookie!..." Werewolf Cookie called. His quiet yet enthusiastic tone alerted the cookie of their presence. He was able to turn around just in time to catch the small pup running towards them. Red Velvet Cookie laughs and gives them a kiss on the forehead.

"Hey, my little warrior! You had fun playing hide and seek with your papa?" He asked them while scuffing their head with their normal hand. Red Wolf Cookie nodded and excitedly raised her monstrous hand up to indicate to her Daddy that she wanted to high five his matching monster hand. Red Velvet Cookie happily put his big monster claw for their high five.

"Papa found me, but I found Papa way more! He was so big and cool in his werewolf form! Oh! I was able to turn, too!" Red Wolf Cookie chirps. They demonstrated their transforming abilities to Red Velvet, who looked impressed. He laughed and nodded along as Red Wolf Cookie described their game.

Werewolf Cookie smiles at them. He never thought he would be here; in a house, with a cookie he was able to get close to, or a cookie who found his beast form "cool." He felt an overwhelming amount of bliss hearing his child talk about their games. He went to sit at the dinner table where some cake pups slept nearby. Red Velvet Cookie came over with a bowl of stew for Werewolf Cookie, and he leaned down to give him a kiss.

"Here's dinner. The pups have been fed already." He says. Red Wolf Cookie climbed up onto the chair and bounced in their seat, ready for their meal. Red Velvet Cookie served their bowl and then made himself a bowl. They sat around the table enjoying their meal and chatting the night away. Red Velvet Cookie talking to Red Wolf Cookie about their past adventures and Red Wolf Cookie talking about what they wanna do when they were a bigger wolf. Werewolf Cookie listened quietly, occasionally speaking up if asked something. Truly a domestic scene, neither of the parents thought they would be in.

Werewolf Cookie laid the little cookie in their bed, placing their stuffed cake pup next to them. He gave them a kiss on the head before heading back to his room. Red Velvet Cookie was undressing and climbing into bed. Werewolf Cookie undressed as well and joined him. The cookies wrapped around each other, enjoying each other's embrace.

"You always smell so good…" Werewolf Cookie whispered and nuzzled himself into Red Velvet Cookie. Red Velvet Cookie giggled a bit and smiled at him.

"And you always smell like dirt…" He teased. Werewolf Cookie let out a whine before he nibbled Red Velvet Cookie's neck, causing the cookie to giggle harder.

"That tickles…"

The two giggled with each other before having a moment of silence.

"... Do you ever … Regret leaving?..." Werewolf Cookie asked in his usual quiet tone. Red Velvet Cookie looked a bit taken aback by the question. He does not speak for some time. He just looks at the ceiling. He finally spoke:

"Yes…There are times where I do regret leaving…"

He holds up his big monster arm and looks at it.

"Dark Enchantress Cookie was… Everything to me… A leader, a mentor… Even a mother. I often wonder if I made the right choice …"

Werewolf Cookie frowned, but he did not say anything. Red Velvet Cookie put down their arm and faced Werewolf Cookie. He smiles at him and continues;

"But I know I did… I would make the same choice again and again if it meant I get this… Cookies who I would raise all of hell for. I am very happy I met you and that we made the most wonderful and energetic child I've had the pleasure of raising. I love you, Werewolf Cookie. That will never change…"

Werewolf Cookie's eyes were wide. His heart raced hearing Red Velvet Cookie's speech. He started to weep. This surprised Red Velvet Cookie and he tried to reach over to wipe his tears only to realize that his monster claw was the only hand available. His regular arm was under Werewolf Cookie. Before he could figure out what to do in this dilemma, Werewolf Cookie rolled on top of him. He had the biggest smile on his face.

"I love you too… I am happy that you invited me to that picnic long ago… I… I never thought that someone would accept me… You never treated me like a monster and I am very grateful for your kindness…" Werewolf Cookie said; tears fell from his eyes onto Red Velvet Cookie's face. Red Velvet Cookie could not help but to chuckle at Werewolf Cookie's display. He was used to Werewolf Cookie being dramatic at times, but when he was allowed to express his inner thoughts it was like a faucet was turned on. Now that his regular arm was free he wiped away his tears.

"I may have left Dark Enchantress Cookie but my views have not changed. Some "monsters" are not the monster that most cookies think they are… Some are gentle and kind cookies who just need some encouragement…"

Red Velvet Cookie said in a very gentle voice. Werewolf Cookie flops down onto Red Velvet Cookie with, embracing him once more. He continued to weep into his shoulder. After he was done crying he picked himself up again and looked down at Red Velvet Cookie.

"I want another baby…" He said quietly. Red Velvet Cookie blinked at him for a moment. All he could say was; "Eh?" Before Werewolf Cookie came down on him kissing and nibbling his neck, which caused Red Velvet Cookie to let out different noises.

Red Velvet Cookie bonked Werewolf Cookie on the head with his monster claw, causing the big cookie to fall flat on top of him.

"Have you no self-control? It is late and I am tired. We can talk about children another time." He stated before pushing Werewolf Cookie off of him and pulling the covers up. His face was a darker shade of red, and you could practically see the steam float from him. Werewolf whined before he wrapped himself around him, spooning Red Velvet Cookie. Red Velvet Cookie did not push him off. He just sighed and wished his lover a good night.

[finleyforevermore]

Im the monster rawr rawr rawr

I'm the monster rawr rawr rawr >:3

(being somewhat familiar with EPIC the Musical came in handy!!)

[sophiejanefostersilver]

Quasimodo: I'm a monster

Me: rawr rawr rawr?