#lemme love the drider

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Drider Karniss

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[sleepyrayvn]

"How cruel you all are. To bring a Dryad here to die."

A little idea on what I think would happen if Vasilios got separated from the party and Kar'niss found him.

Turns out taking a dryad into the shadow-cursed lands isn't a good idea. Vasilios is havin' a bad time.

[serpentoflolth]

tristan + driders : Driders are not just stories or legends. Tristan knows well what happens to drow who fail, he knows well what happens when Lolth puts them to the test, and if this test is not passed, she turns them into driders. The very idea of becoming one of these creatures has terrified Tristan since he was a child: his older sister, Trissonia, gave him nightmares by telling him stories about them, as well as traumatizing him to the point of telling him that it was his fate to become one, since he was a mere failure because he was born male. A fear that still dwells in him, even if it is now a dormant flame, an ember covered in the ashes of the horrors he experienced and that crawled on his skin ── too many had been Lolth's test that he had to overcome, too many were the challenges that the Spider Queen had strewn much of his life, until she felt satisfied, until she shaped him as she desired, making him so broken in the soul that it is impossible for Tristan not to bend to the will of his Goddess.

When he meets Kar'niss in the second act, he again feels fear blaze within him like a fire, burning deep into his gut. Terror slithers under his skin, reaching into the marrow of his bones. He manages to hide his panic with a feigned calm as a blank expression forms on his countenance. Why do childhood nightmares come back to life at that very moment? Why let himself be overwhelmed by Trissonia's stories? He feels his heart almost explode in his chest, to the point that he wants to feel Shadowheart's presence close to him, seeking her with his gaze, seeing in her, as in Astarion, the same bewilderment that he is feeling. The only one who is indifferent, or appears as such, is Lae'zel, who approaches him, staring at the creature with a challenging frown. Seeing the bold warrior facing such an aberration, he finds his cold attitude again, challenging the drider himself, having no desire to follow him to not offend Lolth. It is better to fear the Spider Queen, rather than such a creature, which thinks of conversing with the Absolute.

The only source of light in that dark ravine is the lantern the drider holds, and by looking at it he can think clearly, erasing his fears. What if this is another Lolth's test? All he has to do is to put himself in the game, drawing his sword, trusting his sorcery and the companions who are following him and who have elected him as their leader. The contemptuous smile returns to his lips, the dragon scales shine in the white light of the lantern, and the eyes dart over the enemy studying him carefully, before launching into the attack to take the much desired trophy: only that light can guide him across the Shadow-Cursed Lands.

[yanban-san]

Alright but they way that my tiny touch-starved being is, I can imagine how comfy hugs are from each set of twins-

Plain ol’ twins; just barely hiding in their coats as they hug you from the front-

Droids; might be a lil cold from the metal but I bet they got some heat core tomfoolery to warm the both of us up-

Eldritch; I’ve always wanted to know what hugs from shadows and feathers both feel like, just being lost in their innumerable wings, claws, scales and whatnot- every hug could be different depending on the day!

Driders; fluffy back and legs + the little clicks and buzzes they make when they’re happy, sign me up-

Hydreigons; wrapped up in their six wings to the point where you can’t tell human from hybrid-

I want ALL OF THEM to help my attention-starved existence. Thank you for listening to my Ted talk.

-lemon tea anon 🍋 🍵

Honest to god that's how I feel 🥲 Lemme just have hugs from my boys, pretty please-

I always thought the image of the twins having a small darling would be really cute- Like Emmet is hugging you and then he just wraps his long coat around you and you're squirming trying to escape while he's laughing- A Depot agent comes up to see what all the commotion is about and Emmet shushes them, telling them to be real quiet like- Before he asks the Depot Agent if they'd like... to purchase... a Darling- And swishing his coat open to reveal you glaring at him. Woe be unto the Depot Agent that actually tries to purchase you though. You're priceless to your sweethearts, after all. Ingo loves hugging you, or using you in the middle of the day as a pillow to squeeze while he rests his head. He'll wrap both of you in his coat- It makes a lovely impromptu blanket.

I decided to say the 'droids have quantum computers inside of them- But if you don't know, quantum computers... In their current states require temperatures as close to absolute zero as we can possibly get in order for them to work. So if they do have qubits running their brains, they are probably venting a lot of heat all the time- Especially because they have a generator inside of them as well. Hugging them is toasty, and during the Summer they are extra toasty. Of course they also run on pokemon-logic, so maybe they just have some NeverMeltIce jammed into those processors of theirs. I have also been playing around with some- Dare I say, body horror- that might get invoked with their physical interactions with their darling. But I digress; Their hugs are generally toasty, and they will grab you from afar to pull you in for one.

Eldritch boys just constantly hold you. The rare times you're alone, you can almost always feel their presence- Lurking in the shadows and out of sight- And sometimes you get pulled into darkness when you step into the shadows- Only to find yourself in Gear Station, being held by Ingo. "I missed you," He explains, tendrils and shadows coiling around you. His body dripping with the inky void that makes up his true form. Emmet grows jealous, and takes you away the moment he can. Whining as he holds you against him, a thousand voices wondering why you didn't ask him to come cuddle you too? He wants your affections- He's far softer than his brother, and prettier too! And then they spend your sleeping hours curled around you, a bed of fluffy feathers and scales and ink and light, cradling you in their claws and arms- Their precious soulmate. Their darling soulmate.

Driders have a difficult time with the hugging thing- Humans are much shorter than them, and though they have their four arms and their pedipalps, it's difficult for them to hug you- But you can hug them easily, especially if you're riding on their back. It's a place of honor, really- To be allowed on their fluffy back side, cuddling them while being carried everywhere. Their only complaint is that they cannot look at you. Though that is easily fixed. They can hug you easily by placing you in a hammock of webbing, or trapping you under them... They can also carry you- Supporting you in one set of arms and hugging you close with the other pair, kissing you with their spider mouths.

The hydreigon boys have an easy time hugging you- You just have to avoid being nommed on by them. Being bitten is their love language. Bite them back. They'll bite you in their sleep, they'll bite you while they're awake- They'll trap you in a cage of their wings, enjoying the fright on your face- That looks to them like adoration. Together, the six wings become twelve, and they lock you against them- Snapping at each other if they think the other is causing you discomfort. They kiss you, nursing on your skin, refusing to let up- Nesting with you in a lovely bed they've prepared of furs and moss and bones and flowers, while your feet are wrapped up in their tails.

[onemorecoffeeshopau]

I'm linking and updating if I manage all the smut I wrote for monster march here, under the cut! It's as much monsterfucking as I can manage to write and if you fancy leaving a comment or some kudos I would really love that ❤️ prompt list is from @borealwrites so say thank you to them :) everything should be comprehensively tagged on ao3 but if I'm missing a tag lemme know.

1. Robot/Android/Cyborg/Automaton - f/x, a cyborg meets an elf in a bar and they get in on in the back room. Mostly pwp with a cheeky bit of premise.

2. Dragon

3. Extradimensional Being

4. Humanoid Animal (i.e. Tabaxi, Kenku, Dragonborn)

5. Taurs (i.e. Cervitaur, Centaur)

6. Doppelgänger

7. Succubus/Incubus/Concubus

8. Undead (i.e. Lich, Frankenstein’s Monster)

9. Pixie/Fairy

10. Fae

11. Angel

12. Naga/Lamia

13. Vampire - f/f, a vampire is trying to abstain from human blood but this woman who's been sent to kneel tantalisingly near her bed is kinda cute and she smells soooo good, more kinky with dark undertones than pwp but I enjoyed writing it and hopefully it's fun to read.

14. Minotaur - m/m, a knight is lost in the labyrinth and the Minotaur who's just found him is really hot so why wouldn't he suck some dick? It's,,, just pwp.

15. Slimeperson

16. Djinn/elemental spirit

17. Ghost/Spirit

18. Merperson

19. Demon

20. Alien

21. Shapeshifter

22. Alraune

23. Werewolf

24. Satyr

25. Harpy

26. Drider

27. Giant

28. Cryptid

29. Sphinx

30. Forest Spirit

31. Free Day

[corruptedconfessions]

would you be able to do some hcs of yandere drider shinsou please? (if you don't write for driders you can change it to another creature!!)

I love driders so much, they’re def in my top 5! I hope you enjoy!

-Obsessive Stalker type

-He’ll just follow you from the shadows, purple eyes glowing in the dark as they stare you down, only to disappear once you blink

-He’ll probably first see you when youre hiking through his portion of the woods. He’s a very nocturnal creature so it wasn’t often that he left his web during the day but he had just gotten out of his mating cycle and was quite frankly too hungry to wait until nightfall to go hunting for his next meal

-Maybe it was the residual effects from his cycle, but once he laid his eyes on you he was captivated . You were just so...pretty. Ethereal. His eyes roamed you’re body, especially captivated with your legs (only two? How peculiar. And they were so funny looking as well)

-Just that brief glance before you’re out of his sight is all it takes. You have no escape now. 

-He’ll wait a very, very long time before he takes you. Just following you, watching you, learning, waiting. He’ll wait for up to a year if he has to, learning your habits, learning about how humans function and what they need before he snatches you up

-He’ll probably steal your things if you leave them outside, he’s too nervous to come inside the barriers of your large web but he’ll creep around the edges, peaking into windows and using his long legs to tap on the outside of your home, testing it

-Honestly he’s rather content just watching, occasionally stealing laundry that is left outside or whatever little things you leave, somewhere in his less logical mind he likes to think they are gifts from you, a sign that you are accepting his affection

-He probably won’t actually take you until his mating season again, when that itch for company, that itch to breed, claim, take itches under his skin again, making him rash, impatient. 

-He’ll sneak up on you, shuffling around and mumbling softly until you call out asking who is there, and that's when he has you. Under his control it is easy to gather you up and take you back to his web, to lovingly wrap you up in his webs and settle you into the perfect place in his home, dangled several feet off the ground

-He’ll make sure you’re nice and settled, unable to get down or hurt yourself before he relinquishes control again

-Barely even flinches when you start screaming at him, not thinking it was because he had kidnapped you, instead thinking you were angered that he brainwashed you without permission

-immediately crawls to your side, two of his legs gently tilting you into his chest so he could cradle you close, clicking and cooing apologetically in your ear

-He’ll happily nuzzle your hair (so soft compared to his coarse rough hair much to his delight) mumbling eagerly about how he’s watched you and learned so much. How you did so well showing him what you needed even though he was too scared to approach you, how did you know he wanted that one jacket? You were so perceptive of him

-He’ll continue on like that until he falls asleep, happily snuggled up to you, face buried in your hair

-From then on things are different for you. He rarely lets you down from your place wrapped and tucked into his web. If you struggle too much he’ll wrap you tighter and lift you up higher from the ground, clicking softly in disapproval

-For the most part he uses you as an overgrown pillow, happily snuggling up to you during the day, leaving you alone all night as he hunts and does whatever the hell else he does

-He still tries to spend time with you and keep you entertained

-A thigh man lemme tell you, he loves squeezing and playing with your thighs, absolutely enraptured with them, he’ll purposely cut his own web just so he can feel up your thighs

-Occasionally he’ll let you down just to walk you to a stream where he happily bathes you and learns even more about human anatomy and how different your body was from his

-He desperately tries to impress you, hunting game bigger than what he needs to give to you (cooked as he learned from watching you, although he almost always burns it or undercooks it), or scavenges for sweet fruits to give you as treats since he knows he has seen humans eat those and you’ll be impressed with his knowledge of humans right?

-Almost never uses his mind control on you since he still believes you knew about the stalking and courting from him and the reason you were so angry and upset with him at first was because he didn’t get permission to use it 

-Lowkey anxious as hell about keeping you happy so you don’t leave him since he doesn’t think he kidnapped you, he just thinks that's how mating and partnerships work apparently

- You don’t have other driders to compare that behavior to since they are very solitary creatures

-When you ask about his family he solemnly informs you if he ever saw another drider he’d eat them

-He wouldn’t make you eat them though, you’re above that. He’d just drink their blood and toss their body out for the scavengers

-You don’t ask about his family or other driders much after that

-He doesn’t like hearing about your family, Driders are alone from the minute they hatch so he instantly gets jealous and agitated at the thought of anyone other than himself being close to you

-You are his whole word, the only other creature he holds a bond with and he wants you to be the same. 

-It doesn't matter because that’ll happen soon enough anyways, you’re completely isolated (even from the bugs he once tolerated) and he makes sure he is the only form of comfort available

[death-himself]

All Tied Up

Part of the Four Human-Eating Monsters and An Apathetic Florist AU!

Summary: Roman doesn't understand why he has a human foot as a soulmark, but Remus finds it hilarious

Warnings: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Remus being Remus, Small discussion of sex near the end (thanks Remus), Spiders, Talk of eating people, Dead bodies

Word Count: 2,335

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What...the fuck...is that.

As Roman stared down at his chest, his mind grew increasingly confused. Last night, he had been preparing for the most perfectly placed soulmark in the world. He had daydreamed about his soulmate caressing his cheek, wrapping their arms around him, or maybe even kissing him as their first contact ever since he had learned of soulmarks. But this…

Remus had been cackling for the past thirty minutes, and was still going. “Stop laughing at me!” Roman shouted.

“Your...your soulmate!” He gasped out, his body curled up as much as it could be as he continued to giggle. Roman huffed.

“What about them?”

“That’s a whole-ass human foot on your chest!” Remus squealed. Roman’s cheeks went red, running a hand over the mark again. It made no sense.

“Maybe they’re a drider with some kind of...genetic disorder?”

“You have a human for a soulmate! Your soulmate is like one of those monster-fuckers I’ve heard about!” Roman ran a hand through his hair, his front two legs tapping at the stone floor as he thought.

What if his other soulmates were also humans? What if he was the only drider? What if they all got together without him? How would his human soulmates react to seeing him? Would they even want to be with him? He felt as though all of his romantic fantasies and desires for love were being swept down the river.

And then those thoughts promptly flew out of his mind thanks to Remus punching him in the face. “Ow, what the hell?” Remus just stared wide-eyed, a small grin on his face.

“Oh my gods, this just keeps getting better!” He put one of his fists against Roman’s cheek, over one of Roman’s other soulmarks, then began cackling again. “One of your other soulmates is gonna punch you in the face!”

He then proceeded to slap Roman’s other cheek, over one of Roman’s other soulmarks. “Oh you’re gonna get fucked up!” Roman punched and slapped him back, huffing and crawling into his web to sulk.

Gaining your soulmarks was meant to be one of the most exhilarating, heart-warming experiences in the world, second only to actually meeting your soulmates. It was meant to make you feel less alone, and as if you had something to look forward to.

But now Roman felt more alone and hopeless than ever.

Patton hummed as he walked down the forest path, twirling his parasol, enjoying the feeling of dirt under his feet.

“You didn’t have to come with me, you know.” Virgil spoke, tying his jacket around his waist as he realized how warm it was. They had to move into a new house due to a few accidents involving a few too many murders in their area, and Virgil wanted to explore the forest and check out the wildlife.

“I wanna try and find some cool rocks for my rock collection!” Patton chirped. “Besides, I like the outdoors. Might not be able to enjoy the sunlight, but I can enjoy everything else!” Virgil hummed, spotting a river and snapping a picture.

They continued their walk through the forest, Patton collecting a pocket-full of stones as they followed the river, Virgil taking pictures of anything even remotely cool, knowing Logan would be interested. He had decided to stay home to continue cleaning up after their move, as well as to keep Janus company while he sunbathed.

That’s when Patton and Virgil came across a cave. The opening was fairly small, maybe three normal-sized people wide and one tall, but it seemed to open up enough to fit a house inside. Patton came closer, taking a look around before reeling back with a yelp.

“What? What’s wrong?” Patton whimpered, pointing at the ground. At the entrance of the cave was what looked like a giant piece of spider webbing. Virgil gulped, remembering Arachne and Aragog from the Greek myths and Harry Potter books he read back in high school. He gently pulled Patton away from the entrance, pulling out his phone and turning on the flashlight.

“Stay out here, alright? I’ll check it out.” He thought for a moment, before smirking. “Five bucks this is our last soulmate.” Patton laughed awkwardly, clearly not finding the idea funny.

“Logan? I think you might want to read this.” Janus spoke up, staring down at an article he had pulled up on Virgil’s laptop. Logan peered over Janus’s shoulder, his eyes quickly scanning the article.

“People have gone missing in this forest?” Janus nodded.

“I have a feeling there might be something in there. Something Patton and Virgil might not be capable of handling.” Logan hummed, taking the laptop and looking through a few more news articles.

“It appears there are multiple reports of a large creature as well as some animals being found covered in spider webs. How curious. I suppose since creatures such as you and I exist, it isn’t too far-fetched to believe that giant spiders exist as well.” Janus stared out into the forest.

“Patton has arachnophobia and Virgil’s just a human.”

“If they come across one of these creatures, they’re likely doomed.” Logan muttered to himself. Janus nodded thoughtfully for a moment, before beginning to slither into the forest as fast as he could. “Let’s find them before Virgil tries to fuck with the wrong thing.” Logan thought for a moment, biting his lip before racing into the forest, unable to escape the anxious pit in his stomach.

Virgil ventured into the cave, the web seeming to glisten as the light was shone onto them. Spider silk covered every inch of the cave, as well as shapes that looked to be animals and a few humans wrapped up in web. He gulped as he stared up at them. Seeing human bodies hanging limp and wrapped up like that was unsettling, and that was saying something, considering he’s seen Janus swallow a live rabbit whole.

That’s when he heard clicking from the ceiling above him. A large body dropped down behind him. Virgil spun around, his stomach lurching and prepared to vomit in case a web-encased human had just fallen from the sky.

Standing there was a large red-eyed drider, baring its fangs. There was clicking behind Virgil, and he glanced back to see a green-eyed drider grinning eagerly at him. Well, he wasn’t expecting two. They looked like twins though, so he wasn’t too surprised.

He noticed the red-eyed drider had soulmarks covering his hands, similar to the hand marks on Virgil’s shoulders. The green-eyed one’s hands were clean. He then saw the footprint on his chest and had to bite his lip to stop from laughing. So that was why Patton’s foot had a soulmark on it. He raised an eyebrow with a grin at the drider in front of him. “Lemme guess, you’re my soulmate too?”

The driders moved into action, the one behind him beginning to wrap him in webbing. Virgil’s potential soulmate grabbed Virgil by the arms—right where his soulmarks were—and attached him to their larger web, where they kept the rest of their victims. Virgil felt his soulmarks leave.

“...Yup. Hey man, you might wanna let me go before this gets awkward.” His soulmate gave him a confused look. Virgil nodded down at his hands. “Something’s missing there.” The drider looked down at his hands, his eyes going blank as his mind processed what he was seeing. The green-eyed drider began to laugh.

“Hey you met one of your soulmates! And he’s already all tied up for you to...y’know,” he proceeded to make gross kissing and moaning sounds as he made out with his hand. Virgil’s soulmate snapped out of his daze, scowling at his twin. He slowly turned to look up at Virgil, his eight eyes suddenly showing so much vulnerability and uncertainty as he looked Virgil over.

“You don’t look scared.” He stated quietly.

“Bitch, this isn’t my first rodeo. Don’t think you’re special in your attempt to eat me.” His soulmate spluttered, unsure of what that meant. His twin was too confused about what a rodeo was to process anything else.

“You mind letting me down now? This is cool and all, but I prefer not being wrapped up and hanging above the ground thank you very much.” His soulmate smiled at that, slowly grabbing his shoulders again and beginning to pull him down.

That’s when a rock came flying through the air at them. Patton had aimed it at the red-eyed drider, but it ended up missing and hitting Virgil square in the face. Their soulmate turned to see Patton, trembling with fear as he tried his best to intimidate a drider with five feet of overprotectiveness.

Virgil groaned, trying to shake off the pain of the rock, turning to look over at Patton. “Hey Pat, you owe me five bucks.” Their soulmate glanced back at Virgil, seeming to understand what that meant, and trying to smile at Patton.

“Ah, so we’re soulmates too? Well it’s an honor to meet you, my name is Roman. And you are?” Roman crawled closer to Patton, who whimpered with every click of his claws on the stone. Roman hadn’t really noticed Patton’s fear, instead wanting to come closer, Virgil having brought back some of his hope of an actual relationship.

“I’m Patton. Hi.” Patton squeaked out. Roman stepped a few inches closer and extended a hand for Patton to shake, apparently too fast for Patton’s comfort, as he screamed and kicked Roman in the chest.

Roman stumbled back, the hope in his eyes seeming to shatter. He tried to come closer again to apologize for whatever he did, when he heard pounding footsteps approaching. Then his head was sent to the side as a fist connected with his cheek. Logan growled menacingly, pulling Patton behind him. Roman felt his soulmarks fade, dread filling his stomach as his worst nightmares came true.

Remus had processed the situation, realizing that the people who had come in definitely weren’t human. He eyed his brother’s soulmate for a moment, ripping him off the web and breaking him loose. “You owe me one meatbag.”

“Yeah sure, whatever Spiderman.” Remus clearly didn’t get the reference, but he cackled all the same. Virgil went ahead and got in between Roman and Logan. “Everyone calm the fuck down.”

“He tied you up and was gonna eat you!” Patton whimpered, clutching to Logan’s shirt.

“As if you guys didn’t?” Patton blinked, his cheeks going red.

“This is our soulmate, his name is Roman.” Virgil turned around to look at Roman, “Roman, I’m Virgil, that’s Logan, that’s Patton, and...where’s Jan?” He furrowed his brow, poking his head out of the cave entrance. Janus was just reaching the cave, grumbling to himself about “filthy two-leggers.” He spotted Virgil, scowled at him, then proceeded to mess up Virgil’s hair just to annoy him as he slithered into the cave.

Virgil huffed, fixing his hair and following him in. Janus studied Roman for a moment. “I’m assuming you’re our last soulmate then?” Roman nodded, bracing himself to be slapped in the face like Remus had thought. He had already scared Patton and tied up Virgil, so he would deserve it.

Janus laid a gentle hand on Roman’s last soulmark, noticing how he had tensed up and shut his eyes. “There’s no need to be afraid, darling. It’s alright.” Janus leaned in and pressed a light kiss onto Roman’s lips.

As he pulled away (with much pouting on Roman’s part) he said, “I’m assuming you tried to kill or do harm to Virgil in some way, correct? We’ve all been there, don’t go sulking about it. He does have a rather delectable scent.”

“Is that supposed to be a compliment?” Virgil asked.

“Interpret it as you will.” Janus waved his hand dismissively. Logan stepped forward, clearing his throat. “Well, I apologize for attacking you, Roman. I heard Patton scream, and couldn’t help but think the worst. If you would like something to make up for it, I’m sure none of us would mind you coming by for dinner.” He glanced back at Patton as he spoke.

Patton winced at the thought of having dinner with a half-spider person, but nodded, taking a deep breath as he stepped a bit closer. “I’ll be honest, Roman. I...feel a bit scared of you. But I want this to work. And...I know it’ll work. Virgil got over his fear of us killing him, so I can get over my fear of you.” He smiled shakily up at Roman, before hesitating, and pulling him into a hug.

Roman had never been hugged by any warm-blooded creatures. It just didn’t happen. But holy fuck did it feel good. He hugged Patton back, the warmth unbelievably comforting. He had loved Janus’s kiss, it had made his heart stop and his body completely relax. But it was a different kind of comforting having a warm-blooded creature hold him.

He whined as Patton stepped back. Patton giggled, nodding for the cave entrance and asking for Roman to follow them home. Roman nodded immediately, before pausing and turning back to Remus.

“Do you want to join, Rem?” Remus shrugged, relaxing into his web. “Nah, I’ll stay here, don’t wanna fuck up your first night having sex, y’know?” Roman scoffed, outraged.

“How would that work? Human sex organs are very different from spider organs, and I’m assuming you—” Patton slapped a hand over Logan’s mouth, shouting random nonsense over him in an attempt to get him to stop.

As they left, Remus traced the handprint on his chest. Knowing at least one of Roman’s soulmates was human had always left the door open for even more possibilities for him. Unlike Roman, he only had one person to look forward to.

Remus huffed, staring out the cave entrance as the sky grew slowly darker. Figures. Of course he would have to keep waiting while Roman thrived. He was so tired of waiting.

[monstersandmaw]

I would love to see more drider stories, if you're comfortable with that. If not, that's okay, still gonna love your work! :D

Love to add some spidder friends to the list! I’ve got one lined up (unwritten though, of course... *whimpers*) for Starfall Springs. He’s the librarian, and he’s a skinny, gangly boy with terrible eyesight, inspired by a daddy longlegs spider :)

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Lemme know what you’d like to see more of on here by sending me an ask or commenting on this post.

[pearlsartblog2019]

Monster Verse AU: Part three

SPG Monster Verse AU: Part 3

Notes: Notes: Don’t own SPG… all of those lovelies belong to the bennetts and co. I just do strange things in stories with the characters for fun. 

Don’t own Sprocket  Or Dex they be long to the very awesome: https://spg-fanbot-cousins.tumblr.com/

Pearl is my own character and is used in this and several other stories. Time period note : this is set in the early 1980’s on or about 1983…. So rabbit will still be a guy in this. In the stories set in modern times rabbit will of course be a woman. Thanks again On to the show

  Everyone had just been told to give Dex the time he needed to recover from the loss of his friend.  The car wreck that had taken the young human out of this world would forever haunt the younger Walter because for family reasons he had not been there to help his human friend out. 

Everyone at the manor felt awful and Dex had even asked the cadre of wizards around if there were anything that could be done to help his friend. It wasn't impossible he had been told but it would only work if it had NOT been that person's time to die. Sadly it had and no magic in the universe would or could return a soul that didn't wish to stay. 

So the young DJ was left to grieve and everyone try their best to make it as easy on him as possible. 

The girls backed off from tag teaming Dex and went from teasing him to being sweet friendly and loving. Offering snuggles and coil hugs when ever they saw that he was crying to much or when ever he broke down and they were able to be around him. 

His aunts and uncles and parent were doing their best to be supportive of him as possible. Telling him that life ended for everyone some day. Yes even people like them that might last forever.  So take the time he needed to recover from this and they would be there for him. 

That was the situation in the manor the night of the full moon, the week after Dex's human friend had passed. 

There had often been rumors about the house that Peter V had been more than just a wizard. But of the two people that might know the answer. Salgexicon and Delilah ... neither one was about to let the cat out of the bag. 

The Spine, Vampire Lord of this city, had a sneaking suspicion that something was up that night when the had first gone down. Something was in the air.  Both of the girls  could smell it, the sense of change in the air. His lil vampire and naga daughters were nearly as perceptive as he was when it came to that kind of thing.  So that had him wandering around the manor just checking to see if everything and everyone was in order. 

One kitsune making life interesting for one succubus, one dryad, and one giant. Check.

One Drider hanging upside down from his web working on his mandolin, while helping One kitsune make life interesting for one succubus, one dryad and one giant. Check. 

One other vampire lady making life interesting for a cadre of at least two Wizards at this point. Check. 

Two wizards wishing they could somehow lock the Vampire lady OUT of the library and study in peace. Check.

One Mini Vampire working on a painting in her room. Check

One Sliver, black and red Naga keeping one mini vampire company while she painted. Check.

All that was missing at this point was one silver haired DJ of currently unknown supernatural disposition. 

Spine was about to head in the direction of Dex's room when everyone in the house heard it. 

The 'It' in question started out as a muffled cry of pain that quickly changed in intensity and volume. It morphed into a scream of UTTER AGONY and that kept going for a few moments. Shrieks of someone in literal bone morphing pain. 

Those cries began to change and morph into something less humanoid and finally changed all the way into a deep throaty howl.  A long  howl that could only come from ONE kind of being. 

About one minute later he was at the door to Dex's room and trying to get the thing open as the rest of the family began to appear. 

The girls frist, seeing as their rooms were right down the hall 

"What was that?" Sprocket asked as she slid up closely followed by pearl.

Spine looked at the door, "I think something changed with Dex.  I need to get this open but i don't want to break the door."

"lemme," Pearl told him and produced the skeleton key she had gotten from peter a long time ago. 

One of those that can get any door in an old house like this open. 

By now more of the family had gathered including Dex's father Rabbit ( note: this is set in the 1990s.. rabbit had NOT transitioned yet. When i get to the stories set in modern times Rabbit will of course be a girl. Thank you) 

"W-w-hat's going on?" He demanded, "D-d-d the kid just howl!?"

"I'm fairly certain he just howled Rabbit, " Spine motioned to the door where his youngest still messed around with the key. "Give her a moment. "

There was a triumphant click and the door swung open, " got it." 

Everyone proceeded to attempt to stick their heads in the door at once, until Rabbit shoved everyone but Spine out of the way and went into the room.  EVERYONE STOPPED.

On the bed sat a VERY confused looking silver wolf part of his ruff hanging over one eye just like Dex's hair. 

The wolf was panting softly and looked around the room then at his Father and gave the equivalent of a lupine shrug. He still looked too tired to get up off the bed so Rabbit moved over to him. 

"Holy....HOW?" The copper kitsune looked back at his silvery brother. 

"Peter V I suspect." He rubbed his green eyes with one hand, "He went on an expedition with Salgexicon and Delilah and came back with a bite on his arm. I am sure wizard that he is, found ways to not change.  He never went into detail about what happened but somehow managed to successfully pass it on to Dex."

"Sooo.. He's a werewolf?" Pearl asked. 

"That is the coolest thing I have EVER SEEN!" Sprocket stated. 

Then both of the girls looked at each other and grinned, "PUPPY CUDDLES!!!" in perfect unison. Proceeded to crash dive into the room and tackle their newly wolfed cousin. 

"Easy g-g-girls!" Rabbit stopped them, "He's probably still sore! "

This got a course of "Awwww's" of disappointment from them. 

"You can still hug him, " Spine told them, "just be careful ok?"

They instantly brightened and proceeded to head over for some less tackely hugs. 

Rabbit pulled a lil book out of one of the pockets he had and proceeded to check something off the list. Then stuff it back where it came from. 

"Well ... that adds werewolf to the bunch. Sc-sc-scuese me while I go bite some collective wizard heads off for not telling me this."

Then proceeded to head down the hall where Spine could already see the wizards in question duck back into the office they had been peeking out of. 

Spine smiled and stepped out to tell the rest of the family the news and then head down to see if there was anything a werewolf could eat in the kitchen. 

Time to make the newest "monster" of the family feel as comfortable and happy as possible.