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killemwithkawaii · 1 year
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"Dude... this has to be our craziest 420 ever..."
"Eh... well, top 5, for sure...."
"Pfffft.... yeah, you're right..."
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luimagines · 1 year
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The Chain with a almost god like giant titan like Creature s/o reader.
Sorry that's a mouthful!
Like, they look human but are huge and have different kind of things about them that Hylians don't have. (Also,imagine the heros are so tiny compared to their s/o. Like Sky is like telling the Chain. But their in awe of the enormous creature that sky has been gushing about 10 times a hour.)
Please 🙏
Chain with an eldritch s/o. I dig it. Like that Eldritch Zelda that went around a while back.
It's going to be in headcanon form fyi. I hope that's ok!
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Four
If you thought that a typical s/o for the smithy would have made him smaller....
He is dwarfed by comparison
Scorpion legs, mandibles, a spiked tail and as big as a house
Four proudly presents them to the group with the biggest flourished gesture he can do
“And I love them very much.” He says proudly.
The group is all silent
They click their mandibles in nervousness. “Um... So how do you do? Link has told me much about you all in his letters.”
Sky breaks out of it first. “We’re all alright. Four speaks about you a lot as well. e just weren’t anticipating you to be so-”
“Freaky?” They say quietly, causing Four to snap his head in their direction- words of rebuttal already on his tongue.
“Big.” Sky amends. “I was going to say big... Especially when he’s so...”
Four turns back to Sky with a glare. “Say it.”
Sky huff. “Look, Wind is taller than you. I thought it would have been someone I would have been able to look in the eye when you said they were bigger than you.”
Four splutters and tries to think of a comeback
It lessens to tension and Wild and Hyrule both step forward to introduce themselves
Time and Warrior give a small bow in respect
Wind run to try and climb on top of them 
Twilight stops him before he can actually get away with it
Legend has been facepalming the entire time
His hand slides down his face slowly and he cuff Four by the side of his head. “When you say they get hungry easy it’s because you have mint on your porch. It keeps the spiders away-”
“Oh!” They perk up. “Is that why they don’t come by any more? I was wondering why it seemed like there were more bugs than usual. They’re not as filling.”
Legend gives Four a ‘I-Told-You-So’ look
Four says nothing 
Hyrule
He had no problem with it!
“Hey guys! We’re about to meet the sweetest person in this entire planet. I can’t wait for you guys to see them.”
“Slow down Traveler.” Legend laughs. “We don’t know this place as well as you do- we might not be able to keep up.”
“Honey?” A voice speaks. It’s quiet and surreal- like multiple voices speaking at once. “Is that you?”
Traveler beams. “It’s me! I’m home! Come meet my friends!”
They step out. Multiple eyes blink slowly and feathered hands come in front of them in a nervous manner. They are giant.
Legend pauses. Where would he have seen this creature before? If he has anyway...
Sky smiles pleasantly and walks up slowly. “Hello there. Link’s told us a lot about you.”
Hyrule coughs. He didn’t. He doesn’t know why Sky is lying.
Time steps forward as well. “Good to meet you. I was wondering who was taking good care of him back home.”
Hyrule flushes. This isn’t what he was expecting.
“You know what...” Wild sighs. “I can’t even say I’m surprised. Call me Wild. We’re all friends of your Link.”
They smile. “Yes... My Link... Has he been behaving himself?”
Four nods. “Yup! He’s been a great help to all of us.”
Wind and Warrior both come up next to the hero in question and clap him on the shoulders. “We adore him.”
His partner smiles gently. “We share the same sentiment then.”
Twilight hasn’t said much but he stares at Hyrule with the stare of a thousand suns.
Hyrule clears his throat and tries to ease his embarrassment. “My home is nearby. We can all go there before the storm hits.”
They nod and reach their hand out.
Hyrule takes it without hesitation.
“Let’s go then.”
Legend
Legend was a bit nervous to introduce his s/o
They were huge
With multiple arms and multiple pairs of eyes
But they were so cute
Ignoring they were twice the size of a hinox
His hinox’ anyway
Wild’s are the largest he’s ever seen
Twilight sighs exasperatedly
“Spiders again”
Legend bites his lip
Wild and Four stare, wide eyed, jaw agape and say nothing
Hyrule is instead staring at Legend and Legend doesn’t know what to make of it
Time bites the bullet and holds out his hand
Warrior and Wild follow suit without question
They all shakes hands at the same time
“Hello” They say
Sky waves with a smile
“Thank you for looking after Link.” They say softly
Legend blushes and playfully swipes at them, only annoyed at the surface
“Hey-!... I can take care of myself. ...You know that.”
“Hmm... I feel better... knowing you’re not alone anymore.”
Everyone jumps on to let them know everything is ok
Legend sighs in relief
That... went a bit better than he thought it would
Sky
A bit nervous
But mostly because he doesn’t want anyone to say anything mean
If they do, he’s throwing hands
He’s done it before he’ll do it again
“Ok, Beloved... You can come out now.” He says softly.
They step out in all their ethereal glory
There’s the size of the two story house with wings and glowing silver eyes
There’s red and blue markings on their face
Time is getting flashbacks
Warrior is also having flashbacks
Twilight is watching Time and Warrior with interest 
Wild and Legend share and look
Sudden dread and uncertainty over take them
Hyrule marches right up and sticks his hand out. “Hi.”
They smiles and shake it. “How do you do?”
Wind tilts his head. “How do you do what?”
Four shrugs and also goes to introduce himself. “Sky won’t shut up about you. You’re just as impressive as he said.”
They actually flush a little and look away. “He’s always talked a bit more than he knows what to do with. I’m sure he exaggerated a lot of things.”
Legend coughs. “I’d argue he understated a lot of things.”
Sky deadpans. “Gee, I wonder why.”
They laugh like church bells. “I can see why Link likes you all so much. Would you like a tour?”
Time
No longer cares about other people’s opinion
It’s not the boys believed him in other thing that he’s told them
So he’s kept this one close to his chest
He opens the doors to his home where you’re waiting in the living room
Time has also long given up on asking how you fit through the door
Four’s and Wild’s jaws hang wide open
Twilight actually trips over himself and falls backwards
This explains some things...but now he just has more questions
Like.. why the third eye? or the wings? and scales? and clubbed tail?
“Uh... Old Man...?”
“Oh it’s you! My boy!” They cry. “I know my babies where ever they are! I didn’t think you were serious dear!”
Time takes offense
“I told you. Of all things, this is the one you don’t believe?”
Cue Sky and Warrior looking between Twilight and Time, putting the pieces together but only becoming more confused in the process.
Legend sighs and flops in on himself.
“This might as well happen.”
Hyrule slaps him over the head
Sky bite his lip and waves a bit
He chuckles a bit out of nervousness
“We’ve heard... about you..”
“Have you?” They lean in
“Technically?”
They laugh
“It’s ok. Link doesn’t want any undue harm to come my way. He’s very protective like that. Come in! Come in! I’ll make some tea.”
Twilight
Just like how he was nervous to show his form as Wolfie, he’s actively trying to lighten the blow when the group meets his s/o
“Ok, so just so you guys know, they’re... bigger than normal... and may not be what you’re expecting.”
“Should we be scared?” Legend raises an eyebrow.
Twilight winces. “Well I would rather you not be. It would be a bit rude even if you can’t help it.” 
Time puts his hand hand on Twilight’s shoulder. “If they’re important to you, we’ll be on our best behavior. Isn’t that right boys?”
Wild grins and gives a salute.
Warrior smirks and nods.
“Who’s important to Link?” A new voice says.
All heads snap in that direction
Large antlers and fangs, scales and tethers and a few feathers coat their body
Wind and Sky stare wide eyed
Hyrule blinks and punches Legend
“Oh my..” They say
“Pleasure to meet you!” Four gathers his wits first, hand already out to shake. “Your Link has talked a lot about you. All good things.”
They flush in a way that looks abnormal. “Oh... Oh my goodness- Ok. He always does this. I’m sorry if I’m not exactly what you were expecting.”
“Nothing could have prepared us for this.” Legend blurts
Hyrule glares at him
Legend flinches away
Twilight coughs. “Guy this is __”
They wave. “...Nice to meet you.”
Time bites his lip for a moment, letting it process before he gestures to Wild. “We brought lunch if you’re willing to join us.”
“Well that sounds lovely!”
Warrior
Warrior was practically avoiding it
Like bits and pieces, he would reveal
But never about their physical appearance
So when They finally appear with antlers, wings, and fur
Warrior waits with baited breath
Time sends Warrior a knowing look that he knows he’ll pay for later
Wild is the first to say something as he eagerly introduces himself
Twilight follows suit with Wind right on his metaphorical tail
Hyrule approaches hesitantly but is polite none the less
Sky stays a bit behind as Time goes in to say hello again
Four and Legend feel like they’re seen weirder and Warrior speaks well of them enough
“Hello again Little one.” They say patting Time on the head
“Not so little anymore.”
“Still little to me.”
“So how did you and Warrior meet?” Legend cocks a hip, eyebrow raised and all.
They smile, showing their multiple canines. “He shot me.”
“I told you, I’m sorry!” Warrior groans. “That’s not exactly what happened anyway.”
They giggle. “They call you Warrior now? I wasn’t aware your war merits carried over through time.”
“It’s... not that necessarily.” He blushes.
“He’s also called the Captain.” Wind raises his hand, thinking that it would to catch their attention.
“...Strange... That’s not his position here.”
“HO-KAY! Introductions are over! Who wants lunch?” Warrior yells louder than he needs to.
His S/O is going to embarrass him badly before he leaves
That’s the plan
Wild
He sees nothing with it
He doesn’t even think that it would register as strange to the others
“Link?” They call out. “Oh Link you’re back! Thank goodness you’re alright!”
Wild perks up and snaps his head in the direction of the voice.
He runs to them
The others pause and watch
They come out and pick Wild up as if he was only a bag of grapes
“Oh , I was so worried about you! Have you been taking care of yourself like you promise? I thought you would have been away for longer.”
Wild laugh and kisses them on their nose. “I’ve been just fine. I want you to meet my new friends.”
Twilight coughs and catches their attention. He waves.
“Oh!” Their second pair of arms comes up to cover their mouth. “Oh how rude of me. How do you do?”
Legend blinks. “How do you do what?”
They giggle. It sounds like thunder and their tail flickers playfully behind them.
They set Wild down. “How are you?”
“Fantastic, all things considered.” Warrior has to crane his neck up just to look at their face. “How did you and Champion meet?”
“Oh that’s a long story-”
“Let’s go in side first.” Wild interjects, a wide smile on his face. “I can start lunch and we can all get comfortable in the living room, yeah?”
Time seems amused, if a bit perplex. “Of course, Cub. Lead the way.”
“Cub?” They turn to Wild. “That’s precious.”
“Let’s gooo...” Wild coughs. His cheeks are a but pink.
From the looks of Four, Hyrule and Wind.... they’re never going to let him live that down.
Wind 
(Not really s/o... more like best friend... maybe when they’re older but as it stands-)
Wind was going to blow their mind
His surprise is probably going to get him serious street cred
He was going to introduce them to every one and he was going to get all their reactions saved in his pictobox!
Wind stands in front of everyone, pictobox ready and tells you to come say hi
Longer than normal arms, thirty fingers, sunken eyes and moss for hair- and tall
Wind snaps the picture of his buddies
They’re going to love this later on
They already giggle and wave
Wild, Hyrule and Legend numbly wave back
“Hello!” You grin.
Time sits down
Wind grins as well and jumps onto their arm
He climbs up
“This is my friend! The one I was telling you guys about!” He says proudly. “Aren’t they cool?”
“...Very cool Sailor...” Warrior cranes his head up.
“Um.... So... how have you been?” Four tries for normal conversation. 
He tries the old friend approach.
“Oh you knooww~~ Burrowing in the sand, taking in the sun, dragging sailors underwater, having tea parties with the locals. Same old, same old.”
“What was that one you just said?”
“Taking in the sun?”
“After that.”
“The tea parties? Oh! We should have one! I was about to have lunch anyway. Why don’t you call come over? Since you’re friends with Link, we can be friends too.”
Twilight smiles tensely. “...Sure... We’d love to.”
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Hello! May I request romantic headcanons for Hades with eldritch horror (maybe from lovecraft) s/o?
You absolutely know you can Anon! I'm afraid that beyond knowing the rough jist of cthulu I'm not very familiart with Lovecrafts works, BUT I am intensely familiar with Eldritch Vibes, so I'll do my best!
Hades x Eldritch Horror!S/O:
Hades is in a unique position amongst the greek pantheon.
Technically, he's alone, for one.
The other gods reside amongs eachother and make such a din they can't hear anything beyond themselves. There ARE other Gods that reside in the underworld, older than him, and not of Cronus's bloodline, but he gives them a respectable distance and they him. As such, he's alone with his thoughts. A lot.
Second, the Underworld is simultaneously silent as the grave and blindingly loud. The wails of a hundred million souls give him migrains, but he's long since developed the skill of closing his eyes and tuning them out to a persistent grind of background noise.
Noise eerily similar to static. Which is the background noise of the universe itself. He leans back in his throne and lets it roll over him.
And under the static and the screaming and the sass of his minions and the sheer weight of the earth above him, he begins to hear something.
It's less hearing a 'noise', but more akin to the sound of a vast mass moving underwater. A shift in perpective as something moves through space. He's a dot, and this thing is unspeakably massive. Large enough to block out the stars he misses seeing.
Then the thing opens it's eyes and smiles.
Holy Him-
-he about launches himself off his throne and out of his general senses back into the waking world as he attempts to figure out what in the fresh fuck THAT was.
He knows earth isn't alone, he knows there's a vastness of chaos beyond the sky that forms the stars, but it's the first time he's ever encountered something within it while projecting to distract himself from his dayjob. His heart is pounding, his flame is all over the place and wow, so this needs investigating further huh?
Daydreaming on the job becomes a disturbing regularity.
Your size fluctuates when he 'sees' you. Sometimes you're closer to his height but impossibly long, streching back into the birthplace of stars. Other times the earth is a marble in your grip and he's on your fingertip, yammering away.
The first you spoke it rattled him down to his atoms and he couldn't help but grin stupidly. That was a sensation to be enjoyed.
To you he's a flickering blue star wreathed in smoke with yellow edges. He can't even keep the lovestruck dopey smile off his face during council meetings on Olympus, your description of his godly spark bouncing around under his ribs and threatening to turn his flame a bashful pink if he thinks too hard about it.
When you first attempt to visit him properly in the material plane, on earth, things...don't go exactly as planned.
Athens is burning, people are screaming and running in circles, the ones attempting to make sense of your form glitching through the clouds have their eyes roll back into their skulls and reduced to gibbering messes. The sun is blocked, the night sky overlapping with dying yellow from the false sunset, and he's so busy gawping at the portion of you curled into continent length tentacles that he can't even hear the soul meter catching fire behind him as it screams through the numbers of fresh dead making their way downstairs.
Zeus helplessly calls for a rallying cry from the gods but not even Cronus was this vast, and they're hilariously outmatched.
The way they zip around you is akin to mosquitoes and he guffaw's as you flick them away. He can feel your distatse rumble through space straight into his head and he can't help but laugh back and give a mental thumbs up.
The Next time, you manage to be a bit more discreet.
If ripping through spacetime like a knife through...well, clouds, and stepping out onto Olympus proper counts as discreet, that is.
There's a scream and a sudden hush as you coil through. Vaguely humanoid if you don't look too hard, flesh rippling backard into tentacles that reach through the sky and the ends of which can't be seen. Stars and nebulas flash across your skin like freckles, and your eyes burn with the dying force of supernovas as they are swallowed by black holes.
You are the hottest thing he has ever fucking seen.
You stretch out a hand to him and he's already there, fingers entwined, ecstatic that he can see you and feel out on his plane of existence. He forgets his extented family is even there.
Zeus inhales but doesn't even get the chance to speak as you smack him striaght out of the cloud layer.
The assembled gods mutter and keep their distance as you two basically meet cute in the middle of the meeting like nobodies business, eventually leaving you both alone.
The last one to leave is Aphrodite, who catches his eye as he goes. She elegantly gives you an appraising look, taking in the eldritch space monstrosity who could decimate them all at moments notice and currently wrapped all around him.
She smirks and gives him a thumbs up before sashaying away with the other gods in pace.
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we-the-mossanons · 2 years
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We already have put a bit of loz stuff on it but we are looking for more ideas!
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raichoose-gone · 2 years
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send 📖 for a journal entry my muse wrote about yours. - Accepting
@von-eldritch​ asked:  📖 for Tavi? Does the bestie write about her? :yc  
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I’m worried about Hellsa.
I know she can take care of herself. She’s - tougher than me, really ... She doesn’t break down often like I do, at least not in front of other people or in theme parks and shit like I do. She doesn’t have parents who fight all the time, and she’s powerful and popular and has her own mansion and that influencing gig.
Not that I think she couldn’t be an awesome ruler. Hellsa’s smarter than her brother, and she's way better than him in every way. She’s manipulative, cunning, and great at reading people, and I only wish I could do all that, too, given my future. It’s just ...
I guess she has - a level of freedom? I know her work isn’t easy, and I know it affects her a lot, but I wish I had my own place to live, and that I could at least spend my future doing something I marginally enjoy. I’m not looking forward to my coronation, no matter how far off it is.
Ugh. Sorry, diary. That makes me sound like a jealous, misunderstanding bitch. I love Hellsa; she’s my sister, and the best friend I’ve ever had. I care about her so much. 
Which I guess gets me back to what I wanted to write about: I’m worried about Hellsa. 
Does she know she can rely on me? That she can let me in? I want to be for her what she is to me: a source of stability, a dear friend, and an amazing sister. And I know I am those things, but she’s offered me a room at her place, and she reaches out to me and hangs out with me at parties and has been there for me since we were kids, and I want to do the same for her (but, you know, aside from offering her a room in our wrath and lust manor. UGGH. I don’t even want to be here.). I’m not the “weird rich girl” to her, and she’s not the “queen bee” to me. We’re not the acts we put on or the people most of Hell thinks we are.
Sometimes I worry that because I have a crush on Charlie, that means Hellsa thinks she can’t trust me. I hope she knows she (meaning Hellsa, diary, HELLSA) comes first. And I know that’s probably just me being paranoid and upset, especially in the wake of what’s been going on a home, but then again, maybe that’s just me, too. 
At least Mom and Dad are both out tomorrow and the next day for some gala. I’ll invite her over - we can do a big sleepover! ... And then I can try and ask her about it, ask if there’s anything she needs to talk about or get off her chest. 
Diary: wish me luck, and wish Hellsa a life of genuine happiness and success, ‘cause she deserves it.
Love, 
Via. (Or, as Hellsa calls me, Tavi!) 
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shadowbugzimmy · 7 months
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I've been hearing about things called "eldritch abominations"...Are they real??
*Shakes his head*...You've been reading works by H.P. Lovecraft, haven't you?
Yeah. Why do you ask, Zim? *Head tilt*
*Sighs* Zimmy, those are fiction. They are NOT real entities. They're like that manga you were reading that one time.
...Oh yeah. Well, I suppose they aren't real if you say so.
*Nods* Right. Now, I will be retreating back into your subconscious. I bid you farewell, Zimmy. *Disappears*
Bye...! *Gasps and looks towards a dark corner, swearing that he saw something retreat into the darkness*
..... *Shrugs, then goes to play with the family*
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cocoreallylovesraiden · 2 months
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How MK1 characters sleep with their S/O (liu kang, bi han, kung lao, raiden, shang tsung)
This is very casual and nonsensical but pointless useless headcanons give me life sorry; I might do this for other characters but idk which oops
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Liu Kang
- I am in-between the idea of him needing sleep at all (being a god and all), but either way I think he would be in bed with them to spend time together.
- Mattress hard like a rock, so you’d be better off laying on top of him for any kind of soft squishy comfort.
- Likes the physical pressure on being laid on, would secure you in place with a hand on the small of your back, or cradling you closer if you lay your head in his chest.
- During the summer months he would be too hot to comfortably lay on, so either he just longingly stares at you back (rip) or holds your hand in the middle of the bed.
- Wakes up/ gets out of bed at the asscrack of dawn and folds the spare blanket next to you so its like he’s still there… and then becomes annoyed that you’d rather cuddle the blanket than wake up and see him.
- Laughs at you when you want to buy more western soft pillows or fluffy blankets, but he gets them anyways and then now HE can’t sleep bc it’s weirdly soft.
- Will read as you sleep in his arms, and has resorted to using your unconscious elbows to flip the page bc his hands are being held hostage.
- Likes to watch you as you sleep and tries not to smile when you twitch from a dream, even when you drool onto the pillows; is content to do so until sunrise.
- Sometimes tho in the middle of the night when you roll over you just see two military grade flashlight beacons glowing in the dark staring at you like an eldritch monster.
- “Hello, dearest 😊.”
- He says, like you didn’t almost piss the bed in fear.
Bi Han
- Has a meticulous string of tasks and duties he must fulfil before he can even think of getting into bed, and he still manages to be under the covers same time every night.
- Becomes VERY cranky if you are not in bed with him within 15 minutes and when you eventually settle into bed, his back is turned towards you and he huffs like a dramatic housewife.
- Self-assigned big spoon (non-negotiable) and loves resting his face in the crook of your neck, his favourite way to rest after a long day. He isn’t the best with words (in terms of emotional vulnerability) and uses little actions to let you know how he feels.
- His hair gets EVERYWHERE. It’s in his mouth. It’s in YOUR mouth. If you have long hair, have fun waking up 20 minutes earlier to sleepily untangle your newfound spiderweb of human hair.
- Doesn’t toss and turn and is a very light sleeper- it’s required of his job. At the smallest sound his eyes are open, and he cannot rest until he’s gone and checked the locks and such.
- You know when Asian dads wake up at 4am and just go hack and cough in the bathroom yeah that’s him… that’s how YOU wake up.
- You both look like hot fucking garbage in the morning it constantly looks you both are two struggling new parents who had a metaphorical baby keeping them up all night.
- Debates smothering you with a pillow if you snore and keep him up before a busy day.
Kung Lao
- I hope you’re a heavy sleeper.
- His snoring sounds like sails ripping, it’s so loud he scares himself awake sometimes.
- “BABE WHAT WAS THAT?”
- You girl….
- Doesn’t matter what season it is, what temperate, you two are always still too hot and on the verge of breaking into sweat, even after you’re dressed down to just underwear.
- Maybe you fall asleep a safe distance away from him, but halfway through the night its like looking an abstract painting of human limbs, his foot is on your stomach and your face is smashed against his knees. Chiropractors are scared of you two.
- You both complain about how annoying the other person is to sleep next to, but can’t sleep alone at night- the bed feels too big or too cold.
- It’s like when you wake up from a nap not knowing what country you’re in, drenched in sweat and covered in those red lines but every morning.
- Talks in his sleep and you have several videos in your camera roll having incoherent conversations with sleepy Lao.
- “Hey baby… Are you asleep?” “Not now babe imgndh tm running for presdidentnt”
- Yeah king you do that!
- He SWEARS that he’s a big spoon but likes being the little tiny eeny weeny teaspoon looks at you with the ugly goo goo gaga eyes until you relent and wrap your arms around his waist.
Raiden
- I don’t care unless it’s past a certain time in your relationship he will sleep on the couch or DIE
- He is traditional to an almost irritating extent YOU WILL NOT DIE IF YOU SEE MY UPPER THIGH OH MY GOD
- But let me tell you once y’all do share a sleeping space its over for you… He uses that farmer strength to squeeze the life out of you. Like Kung Lao where you fall asleep laying next to him and wake up in the alligator death roll fighting to breathe.
- Death by beefy man arms sounds great until you need to pee and have to scrap at 6am against an unconscious man (he is winning).
- Likes it when you nuzzle under his chin, but when he’s really tired, he really just wants to lay on your chest and have you smooth his hair.
- Feels a certain need to be the Bigger Strong Man but secretly wants to be cuddled and babied a little, just doesn’t want to ask for it.
- Doesn’t matter because however you sleep, you’re waking up to that child-holding-their-favourite-teddy-bear GRIP.
- Likes to chat about both your days before falling asleep, and will verbally ask like “are you asleep?” And then stop moving, breathing, thinking because he’s scared to wake you up. You have to smack his face half-awake like RAIDEN YOU CAN BREATHE before he relaxes.
Shang Tsung
- Idgaf if he’s a man and if you’re a woman, he is the girlfriend.
- Wants you to kiss the top of his head and stroke his hair, you can feel his ugly ass smug smile against your skin the entire time.
- Even if he does love you, I can see him being unable to sleep with his back turned to you; he has to be acutely away of what you’re doing (sleeping. Your tired ass is sleeping.)
- Unless of course he’s being the little spoon. Rolling eyes emoji.
- Another very light sleeper, but when he’s deep in sleep he has reoccurring night terrors, and maybe even sleep paralysis, so he clutches you tightly like he’s scared you’ll up and leave him.
- When he wakes up he’s probably frozen, so he grounds himself by listening to your heartbeat or readjusting your hold so it’s tighter and more compressing.
- Doesn’t matter if it’s a big ass bed or stack of pelts on the forest floor, you are not allowed to move a SINGLE INCH away from him. You two occupy 25% of this bed’s real estate.
- If he wakes up first, he is slipping out without a word. If you wake up first and god forbid, try to let him go, his eyes are snapping open and looking at you so judgementally.
- Throws your boots at you if you oversleep like. Wake up you Lug. We have things to do.
- Looks amazing the moment he wakes up and makes fun of you for having bed hair and overall being uglier than he is.
- Pokes your cheek and makes your head loll about if he wakes up first and chuckles at how cute he finds it, catches himself being mushy, then pinches your nose so you wake up.
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gay-dorito-dust · 6 months
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I come bearing a brainrot of a relatively normal s/o for the Lin Quei bois except s/o can see dead spirits and always keep a straight face. Sometimes they act weird bc they're avoiding a really nasty looking ghost and have grown numb to it. But when the bois finally catch a glimpse at the 'ghosts' their beloved mentioned all they see is some kind of eldritch horror. (This came from my recent fascination with the manga/anime series Mieruko-Chan)
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Rate my really shitty attempt at creating eldritch creatures. (Actually don’t cuz I’m mega sensitive) 🦦
Tomas Vrbada
Ever since being forced by Johnny to watch horror movies, Tomas had been scared shitless when it comes to paranormal activity.
Ghosts, poltergeists, you name it, Tomas is scared of them all.
So when you -his seemingly normal but beloved partner- have been intentionally avoiding a certain spot in the Lin Kuei, shifting your gaze over in it’s direction now and then before ignoring it completely with a straight face, he didn’t think much do it at frisky but the more and more it has became the more Tomas started to feel an indescribable feeling within his chest.
It was the same feeling that he would often get when having been forced to watch a horror movie with Johny, that feeling where he knew something scary was about about to happen, which only worsened the longer the scene continued to build and ramp up the tension and to have him too scared to even look over his own shoulder; only to near enough be scared shitless a second later and loose hold of his popcorn.
Needless to say Tomas had been forced to watch one too many movie where the protagonist was somewhat clairvoyant to known that when you were giving a very specific area, out of the entire Lin Kuei no less, an cautious look. He knew better then to ever indulge in any amount of curiosity that he may have, even if it was a smidge, he would pretended that he saw nothing and would go about his day like normal. He wasn’t about to become one of those stupid characters who’d willingly go into a house that was very clearly haunted by visage alone!
He’s following your example right down to a T! He honestly doesn’t want to know what was lurking in that corner and he wasn’t particularly all that eager to find out either. Tomas would rather life the rest of his life in ignorant bliss if he could, but unfortunately for him that wasn’t going to be the case, for he had found himself having to go to that very room to get something for his brothers. However as soon as he opened the door, Tomas caught a glimpse of the thing in the corner that you’ve ominously warned him about.
It was hideous, so hideous in fact the sight of it made Tomas want to gag but he knew he couldn’t, so he slapped a hand over his mouth. The creature had bore the appearance of a pure bred Russian bear dog, but unfortunately for Tomas, that’s pretty much where the similarities started and stopped; For it had clusters of small, almost peddle sized eyes that were black as night taking up it’s entire face.
That wasn’t all, when the creature opened it’s mouth -if Tomas could even call it that- it’s stomach would rip open just as a thousand pair of what could only be described as human hands emerged out from said stomach, palms laying flat on the floor, as they began to shuffle across the floor in search of something. One particular pair of hands almost came into contact with Tomas’ foot, almost making him scream, but upon realising that their search efforts bore no fruit, the hands then retracted back into the creatures stomach, where it would then close itself up as though someone had just zipped it shut from the inside, before moving towards a different part of the room.
Scared out of his wits, Tomas bolted out of the room, completely forgetting what he had originally went there for, and just ran as fast as he could. He ran even when his legs began to hurt, he ran even when his lungs were begging for breath and he ran even when he had all but forgotten why he was even running in the first place. Tomas didn’t stop running until he saw you heading towards him, his brothers probably sent you to see what was taking him so long, and without a second thought; Tomas held you in his arms tightly, burying his head deep into your neck as he whispered.
‘How can you bare to seeing these things on a daily basis.’ The image of that thing was forcefully seared into Tomas’ mind, haunting him forever.
You didn’t have to ask further details as to what it was that he saw and instead reciprocated his hug, stroking the hairs at the back of his neck reassuringly, whilst pressing kisses into the side of his head where your would then rest your cheek against. ‘I don’t.’ You replied, looking straight ahead at the creature just as it poked it’s head out of the door, staring at you with all of their small beady black eyes before slinking off into the room across through the wall.
Kuai Liang
Concerned was a word that was often used to describe what Kuai Liang felt whenever you would shuffle closer towards his back, you might as well have been hiding, when passing down a particular hallway as your eyes were focused forward. Almost as though you were avoiding looking at something you didn’t like by pretending it didn’t exist.
Kuai Liang was aware of your uncanny ability to see the dead as you did the living, it was one of the things you disclosed to him upon first meeting, and even recalled the stories you’d tell him regarding the kinds of ghosts you’ve come across. Upon further questioning as to what they looked like you told Kuai Liang that most were human or humanoid in figure, but others went beyond the realm of human comprehension.
The latter of the two kinds were the ones you tended to avoid having direct contact with the most and this most recent one was no different.
‘Is it them, my love?’ Kuai Liang asked, looking over his shoulder at you worriedly.
You hummed. ‘They’re always with us, following but they most like to stay here and watch everyone who passes by.’
Kuai Liang pursed his lips at this new tidbit of information, whilst concerning learning this was, he was concerned about was getting you out of this hallway a lot more. Just as he was reaching back to grab your hand, Kuai Liang caught slight movement from out of the corner of his eye but before you could say anything, his eyes were already locked onto the other side of the hallway; more specifically the area you purposefully avoid looking towards every time you have to come down this hallway.
Kuai Liang remembered you telling him that It shouldn’t be possible for him see what you see, but it wasn’t uncommon for ghost to become temporarily visible. So with that in mind Kuai Liang could only deduct that what he was seeing before him what you regarded as a type two ghost; In all honesty the word ghost didn’t quite seem to match what he was currently seeing.
The creature in question was about his height, maybe a little shorter, then again he wasn’t quite sure considering it was sort of slouched. It appeared human enough in its physique, but something deep inside Kuai Liang told him that what was standing before him was far from human. He just couldn’t escape this deeply unsettling feeling that continued to grown within his chest the longer he continued to look. A sharp snapping sort of sound caught his ear, and in an instant his senses sharpened as Kuai Liang watched to see the creature viciously attempting in tearing it’s own face off with it’s hands that were infused with needles, as though desperate to get it off, to reveal…a smooth porcelain like mask beneath shredded and stringy bits of it’s former face.
As if watching that wasn’t enough the lower half of the smooth porcelain mask began to crack, a jagged fissure spread from one end to another like it was forming itself a mouth but once it had finished, the crack like mouth then began to open to reveal an endlessly dark void beneath and just before it could even think to speak; you quickly grabbed Kuai Liang’s hand and pulled him down the hallway until you were a safe distance from the creature. You could tell that seeing something like that had gotten to Kuai Liang, even if it was by a little margin.
‘Are you okay?’ You asked, squeezing his hand.
‘I fear for you little flame.’ Kuai Liang admitted. ‘Your gift for seeing these things, I worry that it will plunge you into the darkest depth that not even my fire would be nearly enough to guide you out safely.’ You smiled sympathetically at his concern. ‘As long as I don’t acknowledge them or give them a line of communication, then there’s nothing to worry about.’ You reassured him but you could tell that it wasn’t enough with the way his brows furrowed deeper with worry. ‘Doesn’t mean that I wont still worry about you.’ He utters, tightening his grip on your hand, afraid to let go.
‘I’m not expecting you to because no matter what I know you’ll always worry about me but I promise when I tell you that no harm can come to me if I don’t incite it. I’ve lived with this my entire life, all I ask of you is to trust me.’ You practically begged as you stared Kuai Liang deep into his eyes and watched as he sighed before pressing his head against your own. ‘I trust you with my life, little flame.’ He says in a hushed whisper. ‘However it’s within my duty to protect you from all harm, living or not.’ You smiled at his warm words, closing your eyes as you learnt in towards his natural warmth.
‘Then at least let me protect you from time to time.’ You cheeked, causing Kuai Liang to let out a deep chuckle as he pressed a little kiss to your lips. ‘I won’t make any promises.’ He cheeked.
Bi-Han
Now Bi-Han wouldn’t say he whether he did or didn’t believe in ghosts, but even if he did he wouldn’t be one to actively try to prove their existence. He was the Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei, he had no time for such childish ridiculousness, not when there were more pressing matters that were more worthy of his time and effort anyway.
However when you first told him that you could see ghosts, Bi-Han didn’t know what to make of it, he’s not one to discredit your abilities in anyway shape or form. He’s not like Tomas who watches one too many horror movies and starts flinching at every subtle creak or groan of the floorboards. Yet that doesn’t mean he didn’t find your power intriguing because after all Bi-Han is a man who strives to know more, he strives for knowledge and so he would take this opportunity to fully understand how exactly your power works.
He even takes note how you purposefully ignore an area with everything you had, keeping your head down or eyes facing forward whenever you had to go anywhere near it, coming out of the room with a straight face as though you weren’t fazed but Bi-Han was well trained in knowing when his intended target was lying and or on edge. Upon asking why you were avoiding that specific part of the Lin Kuei, he took in everything you told him about the ghost that you encountered, engraving every last detail it into his head as to paint himself a picture, but even then Bi-Han doesn’t think it remotely resembles the creature that you saw.
Never did he think that he would ever see it for himself but one day he did indeed find himself staring into the unsettlingly large, bulging eyes of the creature as it breathed heavily, as though it was severely out of breath and was just now recovering. It was about half his size and had hair covering everywhere…well except its midsection, which was all just leathery skin that rose and fell with its breathing pattern. It’s hands were human but everything else about it wasn’t, it had lost it’s lower mouth, leaving only it’s top row of sharp teeth; making the question of how it could possibly eat or consume anything to Bi-Han’s morbid curiosity.
The creature then proceeded to close the distance between the two of them and all Bi-Han could smell was death, blood and rotting flesh but he wasn’t fazed. He was aware of what the creature was doing and wasn’t about to give it the reaction it so desperately wanted, he was above these childish attempts of intimidation; So in retaliation Bi-Han only narrowed his eyes, presenting himself in a way that told the creature that he could see what it was doing and that he was above such tactics. He could see why you’d avoid looking upon these things, they could send a weaker minded person to the brink of insanity upon first glance, but Bi-Han was made of much tougher material to succumb to such.
The creature backed of, finding no enjoyment in this at all, and left the room through the wall on all fours for much weaker prey, looking like some dog with a sever case of mange.
Later that day where you and Bi-Han were settling down for the night, Bi-Han then decided to admit to what he saw prior, not liking to keep such things from you especially when it’s in regards to your powers. ‘I saw it.’ He said point blank as he stroked your back and it took you a moment to realise what he had meant by that before a look of realisation spread across your face. ‘You did? I thought that wasn’t possible.’ You replied.
‘It was only a glimpse but what I saw, I saw it as clear as I see anything else.’ Bi-Han told you, wondering how it was that you could keep your psyche intact when seeing such vile creatures on a daily basis. He even wondered if you’ve seen some that were even more grotesque then the one he had encountered earlier.
‘Not exactly a pleasant sight are they?’ You joked, looking at him with a small smile, knowing firsthand how unnerving it was to know that such things could possibly exist, even though you did finally mange to find a routine you had followed religiously in the events where you did happen to encounter them. Unfortunately It never truly gets rid of your first experience with seeing them for the first time, firmly believing that you were going to die due to how horrific and fear inducing they were.
‘No, I’m guessing that I’m right in assuming that this one pales in comparison to others you’ve had the misfortune of seeing?’ Bi-Han asked, watching your every expression like a that of a hawk. ‘Way worse.’ You responded as you snuggle yourself deeper into his chest, closing your eyes to avoid looking at the glowing pair of eyes that peered into yours and Bi-Han’s room.
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hg-aneh · 7 months
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Hi! I absolutely love all of your art and I’ve been fallowing you for awhile! There’s been some rumors that you ship Muriel x crowley?? Which I guess is an odd paring but nothing terrible wrong with, I was just curious if you do ship them.
Thank you for all your wonderful art <3
okay, i want to preface this by saying that I've already been harassed over this to the point of being called a lowkey pedophile and having every little move of mine scrutinized and misconstrued to sickening extents (this harassment spilled over to my partner too, and it was horrible)
so all anyone would do by doing this again would be repeating history, among other things that have to do with fucking up my already frail mental state
now.
onto the meat
yes, I ship it
no, I do not see Muriel as a child, kid, teenager, or anything of the sort and I find it personally distasteful to think of doing so because infantilizing autistic traits rubs me the wrong way (p e r s o n a l l y)
you can do it if you want to, I have worse things to worry about than a random person on the internet thinking something of a fictional character, just don't try to push your headcanon onto me just because you perceive it that way or because it's a popular dynamic that you find fun
adding onto this, i want to add that i will never and i mean fucking NEVER post anything related to that ship outside of the very specific private Xitter account i created for it
(and my personal facebook, on a friends only setting)
any Muriel & Crowley content outside of that account is all platonic and bla bla you get the gist. I can separate things, what a talent.
Now, I'm being overly paranoid and explaining myself to exhaustion over this for a very good reason and it's because last time someone found out about it ((yes we're going full circle to the beginning of this little bible)) they treated it as some sort of GOTCHA moment about me being a pedo ((and if you didn't know this already: I fucking despise children with my whole being, I'd rather be forcefed alligator shit for my whole life than be with one of those creatures for a single day))
It got to the point of that person making extremely hurtful videos about me and their little friend group comprised of goober eating toddlers joining in on the "Hater" train or whatever the hell that new cultural trend is called, as well
It was hell, that whole experience fucked me up BAD and i feel silly for saying this but it was genuinely traumatic! So- I apologize if I'm sounding confrontational here, anon, but like, this is the type of thing you have to do to keep yourself safe now, it's gone to that point and I'm in hysterics now because what the fuck
Lastly, I'd like to say this one other thing
Muriel is played by an adult actress, they are canonically the same age as Aziraphale and Crowley and are also an eldritch creature just like them
The fact that they're nice and bubbly and happen to have autistic traits doesn't suddenly make them a fetus. I have friends with the same personality type as them and I feel like it'd be dumb to treat them like zygotes knowing they're adults with body hair and debt
Again, if you see them as one, I'm literally no one to judge, I'm 1.49, you're better off taking judgement from a stupid lone penguin in the saharan desert.
But don't fuck with others for thinking otherwise, it's not a moral issue to disagree with a headcanon, please. 🥲
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ballad-of-the-lamb · 2 months
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I've been bingeing your art in this blog for, like, the last hour. Sooo much good stuff!
Can we hear more about notable members of the Cult? Cheese Parm's s/o and such
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cult info below cut b/c i'm gonna be typing a lot;
Everyone listed here are basically the main runners/cast when it comes to plot relevance in the story in itself. there are plenty of cast & characters that aren't- but they wont pop up for anything other than background characters perhaps staring on in horror at god antics or one another's antics.
we'll start from the top;
GALLOWS [ girlyed cheese ]
the most recent member of the cult to be saved specifically by the lamb themself from sacrifice within Darkwood.
a lot of cult conflict will begin with the uninitiated, the unknowing. and the influence of the twin gods will be seen on her in real time as the story progresses.
she is generally a very generic playful-but-tricky fox character, but there's a lot she hides; much like the rest of the cult members. her past is not happily talked about, or seldom is.
she was a native to Darkwood. She is chaotic because of it.
she was meant to be burned at the stake.
EKPYROSIS [ asbestos ]
This word derives from a Greek word for a great fire. It represents a belief held by some scholars of Stoicism, that says that the universe has no beginning or end, and instead is destroyed and remade in a great conflagration in a cyclic manner. Just as life & death ever are.
Her name stands out among the rest of the cult because it was the name that the Lamb bestowed upon her upon being given the title of disciple. Just as Narinder took Baal & Aym to learn from him, the Lamb took her.
Her previous name is not known to anyone mind the Lamb themself, Narinder, and cheese parm.
She is more inclined to using and being influenced by the eldritch artifacts & relics the Lamb or Narinder tend to return with.
She leaves an uneasy and terrible 'uncanny valley' feeling tenfold within her vicinity, which makes her hard to be around. It is not just being outright creepy- but it's a lot more akin to literally feeling reality dip and bow around you into something not quite right.
She does not move like a normal person. The way she walks, runs, jumps- it's all too impossible to replicate without someone shattering every bone in their body.
When she speaks, her voice is delayed from her mouth. And it doesn't always line up perfectly.
most notably; cheese parm hates her. for good reason.
OTHERA [ bong water ]
An average cult member on the surface. They are a caretaker, they are matronly, they work as the local therapist. Generally just likes taking care of people.
When the Lamb, Disciples, & Narinder aren't around to listen to confessionals in the booth they are typically who does.
It's an unspoken rule to not make them angry or let them get to '1' when they start counting down from 5.
He is typically known for the reason morale is good. A good shoulder to rely on.
He is the third oldest member of the cult, resurrected multiple times over to serve his purpose, next to cheese parm & his sister. they are also the only one that asbestos seems to actively fear besides cheese parm.
EUNOMIA [ they/theminem ]
Eunomia was a minor goddess of law and legislation, whose name means "Good Laws", and is specifically a goddess of order according to good governance.
The second disciple. Known for learning the use of the Lamb's personally created curses specifically, though does know the ones Narinder passed on. They do not deem themselves worthy enough to use those.
Generally a very angry & spiteful person for a multitude of reasons. It mostly comes down to 'bearer of the curse' and the curse being knowledge.
They are the only one really permitted to 'backtalk' due to how much they actually do know their place.
they are very heavily disciplined under the rule of self-flagellation, and know the tenants and rites better than anyone else in the cult. even the head ritualist.
as said on paper. cheese parm's s/o. the significantly scarier one. they have not had a reason to be scary in a good couple hundred years! don't make them start now.
has 2 adopted kids w/ cheese parm they raise.
PANKRATIAST [ cheese parm ]
The Pankration is a sport of unarmed combat that featured in the ancient Olympic Games in Greece. This specific association fits as he's specifically an unarmed fighter first and foremost.
While not a disciple, is considered one generally in 'importance' to the higher ups of the cult. While he is no more important than Gallows, Othera, Minced Meat, or any other average member- he has the veteran's respect.
Was given a name by the Lamb, and since he does not speak, it's not like he can correct anyone otherwise.
well. doesn't talk. only ever communicates in vague grunts and noises that voice displeasure or a neutral 'ok'
Generally considered stoic, he does not feel strongly about most things.
The village executioner. The head missionary. Bartender. Does all the jobs no one else wants to do, and even others when no one else does it.
Smells of gore & wet dog constantly.
Knows. Remembers. Knows why death is broken, knows how it broke, will not tell Lamb or Narinder. He is a Witness.
Knows all the weaponry the Lamb uses & can use it just as effectively on a physical level.
The first of the flock. Will be there even when there is no more flock to have. As it will ever be, pinkie promised back in the Silk Cradle back where he was first found.
ILONA [ taco bell qsdea ]
a specialist in alchemy, cooking, & plants. Tends to the farms, gardens, & warding stones.
The first of the cult members Narinder warmed up to directly after descension. They brought him food every day, they gave him supplies, and other than the Lamb- they were the first to not be terrified of him.
They are very blind and often need a guide when they are not allowed to use their clicks and noises to find the way.
They are immune to Gallows' tricks and run off of the 'fae logic' of most things.
Their name means 'joy'. A name they decided on after speaking to Narinder for a time.
The first cult members recruited directly after Narinder's descension.
Immune to the horrors Somehow. There is something hiding behind those big ol eyes
Can fly. They have wings attached to their arms, and for it, require special clothes.
will be involved a lot in narinder plots
MINCED MEAT [ childbirth gambino ]
head cook but kind of as a threat. the lamb put them there for a reason. they are pretty mid.
constantly paranoid and in a state of fear or unease. Does not sleep because of it, and instead compulsively cooks almost all day and night.
most random screeches or noises in the cult come from this little guy
absolutely scared shitless of the Lamb.
The first Dissenter since the Lamb's ascension. They were made an example of. Now they will never. They have seen god's wrath, and would rather die.
narinder likes to bully this thing by hissing at him in the night
attached to beansnesed'd bsbisebies hip when in the chapel or out and about.
the prime example of 'the lamb is not a good person.'
ALOPE [ deep dish pizza ]
cheese parm's little sister. and borderline clone. she copies everything he's done up until adulthood when she started to become her own person. though it's been hundreds, if not thousands of years, she's still trying to figure out who she is.
made a pinkie promise to the lamb, just like cheese parm, to always be there. and she has!
ripped as fuck. like, more than cheese parm. huge. absolute beast thing.
the lamb prevented a fated death in her, the first time he ever did so, and for it her title is technically 'Saint Alope' within the cult for being the act of a miracle.
like her brother, never speaks vocally, never shows her face. gets across feelings through vague grunts. uses sign language where cheese parm does not.
the fastest in the cult. rivals narinder in base speed without using necklaces or unnatural abilities.
uses two ritual dirks or daggers at any given point, throwing knives, things of that sort. protects the village next to cheese parm, and you'll never hear her coming. totally, absolutely silent.
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killemwithkawaii · 2 years
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''''3rd date stuff'''' with Bliss 😳💕💦
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divijohm · 2 months
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Headcanons for Toby, Jeff, Nina and slendy with a reader that lovesss animals? (and is good with them) :D like every time they return from a mission, reader has brought back a puppy or kitty? (bonus points if once she accidentally brought a wolf in the house mistaking it for a dog)
Pastas with a s/o that's good with animals!
Toby, Jeff, Nina and Slenderman
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A/n: I LOVE ANIMALS! ALL ARE SUPER CUTE but sadly I'm not very good with them lolol I have a cat and a dog though they're my babyss hope you enjoy!
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Slenderman
🐾 He does not get along well with animals, at all. He scares most them away just by standing there, problems of being a eldritch horror but once one warms up to him he actually is very gentle with them.
🐾 finds it cute and fascinating how well you can interact with the lil fellas, might even find a way to you to use them in missions. Not a fan of you bringing them to the mansion though, most pastas aren't a fan and may be allergic, and he does not enjoy when animals/wildlife are being mistreated so for everyone's sake, he'll ask you not to.
🐾 If you manage to convince him to have a pet, other than smile dog that is, he would like a cat, probably a black or tuxedo one, because it would be easier to hide the fur that will be all over his clothes
🐾 He's a tidy man, animals that make much mess are not his type, he also don't like the high maintenance ones (i.e hamsters) heck he barely takes care of his proxies, leaving most of them to survive on their own only giving the best ones a somewhat stable life. A high maintenance thing that's not even useful?? Hell no
🐾 Overall, he likes animals but he does not like to take care of them nor have them in his house, he doesn't need more little, bratty, short life-span beings to take care of, he already has the proxys
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Toby
🐾 Adores animals as long as they're far away from him, he's scared of most of them at first but find them cute
🐾 Have a strong cat allergy poor thing can't be near one without a mask and he's sneezing
🐾 Will help you take care of them despite his fear and allergies, mostly by being on your side handing you stuff but he'll hold the animal still if you need to apply a vaccine or something
🐾 Sometimes his tics will be saying an animal name, because he's spending so much time listening to you talk about them, you find it cute
🐾 He's besties with the mansion permanent pets and will let them stay in his room if needed
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Nina
🐾 BIG ANIMAL FAN, especially big ones
🐾 WILL pamper all the pets you bring home, to a point where you have to hide the treats from her otherwise she'll give them nonstop
🐾 Begs Slenderman to let you make a zoo with all the pets, he refuses of course but lets her keep a parrot
🐾 She named the parrot Willy, is a blue one and he's very talkative (much like his owner) surprisingly he can roam free and don't run away/get lost.
🐾Willy will attack on command, Nina did not teach him how to do that but one day she said to another proxy "I'll make willy take your eyes out!" And the birb was near and he just attacked going for the eyes. A moment of laughter and panic later, Willy was safe and the poor victim just had his eyelids slightly clawed, nothing major but Slenderman made Nina promise that she would never command willy to attack a proxy to a degree that can compromise their performance. So now she just makes him poop on people's foods and/or in them
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Jeff
🐾 He only likes dogs, not much of a fan of any other species, he will tolerate birds and most of the wild life thought
🐾 He's afraid of cats, whenever you bring one to the house he'll try to act cool but the slightest movement towards him will make him flinch
🐾 Will act uninterested when you bring a dog but the moment you turn your back he WILL gush over them specially if they get along with Smiley
🐾 Fights everyone who criticizes your actions, because "at least animals are better than humans" bedsides you do all the work to care for them and keep the mansion permanent pets safe if they don't get along with the strays
🐾 will complain if you spend more time with the pets than with him, and will throw a tantrum if you tell him to wait because you have to take care of the lil ones before giving him attention
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eldritch-spouse · 2 months
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https://www.tumblr.com/eldritch-spouse/711450406570573824/imaging-a-baby-mushroom-rolling-around-so-cute
Imagine morell’s and his s/o’s kid just losing their little mind after realizing their mamma isn’t a mushroom like them
Kid: mamma what’s wrong with your cap
S/o: I don’t have a cap baby
Kid: but all mushrooms have a cap
Morell: your mamma’s not a mushroom kid
Kid: 😟…what
Maybe getting a haircut before having this conversation wasn't such a good idea, if your kid's recent distressed wailing was anything to go by.
Your poor little troublemaker, blessed with daddy's fat cap yet distinctly humanoid facial features, looks between you and Morell like the most disturbing news have just been revealed. They wipe their own tears now that they know mommy's not dying.
The shroom-hybrid reaches up on the couch, standing on short chubby little legs to gently, very cautiously, grab a piece of your freshly styled hair, stroking it in the same way you'd pet a frightened animal.
The gears in that tiny mushy brain start kicking and they take a few horrified steps back, quickly walking towards daddy.
They look at you anxiously, then huddle closer to Morell, who has crouched to reach them more easily. They then strain to reach their father's face and start whisper-screaming in a way only a child would believe is effectively sneaky.
" ... Why's mama not a mushroom? "
Morell starts holding in laughter.
" 'Cause daddy fell in love with a human, baby. "
You pay attention to the conversation. Specifically the way Morell refers to you as a human in this occasion, not a piggy or a piglet. Different meanings entirely, already creating the distinction in your child's mind that some humans are food, and others are to be loved, like mommy.
" Buh... But- "
" Mama's head has this thing called hair, baby, an' it's all pretty an' soft, right? " He pets the kid's cap comfortingly.
" Uhuh. " They nod.
" Well, it ain't like what we got. Ya can cut it jus' fine, it don' even hurt. "
The hybrid looks at you again, squints, puzzling it out. Finally, they reach a conclusion.
" So mommy's super strong!! "
Not the brightest conclusion, but who are you to kill the stars in their eyes?
" N-No sweetie, mama- " Morell tries, but it's in vain, the kid is already hyped up about the news and is racing to the middle of the living room.
" Mommy's SO STRONG! " They prepare to roll up. " Her cap- She doesn't NEED a cap! "
You and Morell watch, dumbfounded, as they go off rolling around the house, each bump followed by giggling.
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koogl001 · 1 year
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Hello! Can I request alastor with an eldritch s/o that's more powerful than him. I love the creepy flare that you give your alastor fics but since he's naturally the more dominant type I sorta wanna see him react to someone who could probably rival lucifer.
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When Alastor first arrived in Hell, he made it his point to start gathering territory as soon as possible, leaving a blood bath behind him
He was strong, stronger than any mortal soul you have ever seen, and that intrigued you immensely
Being one of the Overlords, you constantly seeked new challengers whom would be worthy of fighting and most of the times, you ended up being disappointed
To you, fighting was something you lived for
When Alastor finally arrived at the borders of your territory in search of his next victim, you were ecstatic to finally see just how powerful he truly was
Your battle was the most enjoyable one you had for centuries, but it wasn’t enough
The deer demon was new to Hell and therefore, new to his powers so he hasn’t quite reached his full potential yet, and you just couldn’t kill him before he did
No, you had to face him at his strongest, a battle to death
Taking Alastor down, you expressed immense interest in teaching him about his powers and helping him become stronger for the single purpose of crushing that power of his once he was ready in your eyes
Despite his pride not allowing him to accept your assistance, his interest in you kept him in your presence as you were the first being to ever bring him to his knees
He knew you held a high status down here and was ready to strip you of that status and take it as his own, crushing you under his shoe as he felt the overwhelming feeling of dominancy
That was his new goal, and he would see to it that it would be fulfilled, no matter how low he would have to stoop
He tried setting traps, using cheap tricks, surprise attacks, angel weapons, blackmailing and anything else he could think of, but you were always one step ahead of him
For once in his life, he wasn’t the one on the top and strangely, he didn’t mind as much as he thought he would
Your fights were enjoyable, you were quick on your feet and smart with your strategies
To him, you had it all
Smarts, power, status, and beauty
He decided it would be only fitting for you to become his once he overpowered you, but with each passing day he realised time and time again that there was no taking you down
So, he decided that if he couldn’t have the pleasure of defeating you physically, he would do so mentally
He was aware of the effect he had on women and some men, and knew just how to spin that to his advantage
He’d start subtly by complimenting your fighting style while you two sparred, engaging more in your conversations, being in your presence more often and of course, secretly watching your every move
You saw the change in him but didn’t pay it much attention as it was not indicating the possibility of a threat, until he started gathering information from you about what you liked and disliked
Now that was out of character for him, and you became slightly suspicious so whatever you told him, you always chose your words and the information you were giving up carefully
Hunting was something you shared an interest in, there was just something so appealing about stalking your unsuspecting pray and slaughtering it, feeling the power you had over it
The power to choose whether it shall live or die
Passionately discussing the topic for days, you soon grew emotionally closer, and for some strange reason, you no longer wished to kill him
Alastor’s plan was slowly coming into fruition, but what he hadn’t accounted for was the fact he was staring to have romantic feelings for you
You were the first woman that make him feel this way, and he wasn’t sure how to handle this
His instinct was to just take you and claim you as his, but with your power that would be impossible
He took to being with you 24/7
His overprotectiveness was starting to show as all it would take for Alastor to attack was for a man to simply look your way
In your eyes however, he was the one who needed protection
He was weaker than you and quite reckless at times, but it was a nice gesture from him
It reassured you that he truly cared about you not only because of your status and it made you want to return the gesture
You approached him and asked to form a contract with him, which took him by surprise of course
You had everything, so what could you possibly want?
You told him you wanted him, and you knew he wanted you
Green light emitted from Alastor as he extended his hand towards you
“I shall be yours till the end of time”
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we-the-mossanons · 2 years
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moss :)
What is Moss, A simple gr0und c0ver fOr what hOrr0rs lie underneath.
Is it a simple Understanding? Or traditiOnal sentient beings can nOt make sense Of it?
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raichoose-gone · 2 years
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PROMPTS FOR FRENEMIES, ENEMIES TO LOVERS AND REFORMED VILLAINS - Accepting
@von-eldritch​​ asked: ❝ so is that a ‘no’ to solving this with murder…?❞ for Octavia! ~
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“Not necessarily.” And with that, Octavia produces her spell book, already grinning as she begins to flip through its well-worn pages. “We just need to be careful about how we kill that bastard. Got any methods you’re desperate to use?”
// Thank you! Please ask before continuing. 
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