#lamia help you with that

[sarafangirlart]

I fucking hate this hc that Athena actually “gifted” Medusa by turning her into a monster bc it literally makes no sense and whoever made that up doesn’t know shit about Greek mythology bc if Athena really wanted to protect her then why did she help Perseus kill her??? Look man I love Athena but this is such a stupid way to rationalize her treatment of Medusa. If you don’t like how evil she is when written by Ovid then why not just go with actual Ancient Greek sources that actually say that Medusa was born a monster and be done with it?

Let Medusa just be an evil scary monster again pls and stop demonizing Perseus he’s literally the least problematic man in Greek mythology. Not only has he never cheated on his wife but he’s a certified mama’s boy.

#obviously you can still like Ovid’s version just… don’t be stupid about it I beg you #do your own research #next you mfs would say Hera was actually helping Lamia or some shit #sorry I’m way too angry over this #rambling #angry ramblings #greek mythology #ancient greek mythology #greek pantheon #athena #athene #athena goddess of wisdom #athena goddess #Medusa #Medusa retelling

[catboygirljoker]

gonna OCpost because this is my house and i can do whatever i want

one of lamia's defining traits is "doesnt take care of himself" but it's not for lack of his friends trying. they check on him, make sure he's eating and sleeping, or try to convince him to do those things if he isn't. but they usually try to convince him like "you have people who care about you, you deserve to be taken care of, you're a human being and therefore you deserve love and deserve to eat and deserve to be happy"

lamia has a lot of reasons not to believe any of that. even leaving aside the nightmares and having been abandoned by his dad and being pretty poorly adjusted because of all that, he's been in multiple toxic relationships where he was taken advantage of, treated like shit, treated like he was constantly in debt and constantly needed to prove he still deserved his partner. in those relationships, "i care about you and want you to be happy" was used as ammunition against him. it was a reason to treat him poorly, or meant to contrast with how they felt he treated them, or otherwise not entirely true or without strings attached.

he knows consciously that his friends mean what they say, but emotionally, instinctively, he believes that they're trying to manipulate or deceive him. not to mention he doesn't believe that he deserves to be happy in the first place, and it's hard for him to even see himself as human sometimes.

and then someone comes along who's clearly got some kind of hidden agenda he won't disclose, who clearly has personal pragmatic interest in lamia (keeps asking about that broken rusty ancient weapon lamia carries around), who tells him "look. doesn't matter if you 'deserve' to eat. if you don't you're not gonna be able to function and you're gonna die. don't be stupid"

and it works! lamia would be paranoid that he's lying to him, but it's already clear there are things he's lying to him about. he'd be suspicious that the guy has ulterior motives, but that's already obviously the case. the guy's a pragmatic asshole who doesn't believe in anything and doesn't even particularly care for lamia (at first. tee hee.) and that bypasses all of the alarms that would usually go off in lamia's head, telling him not to trust or believe what he says, so this enables him to convince lamia to actually take care of himself!

i have a scene written (in fact in a chapter i might upload as its own one-shot sometime, i think it works okay on its own) where the guy brings lamia cake. it's cake specifically because it's their favorite food, but he doesn't say "i brought you cake because i know you like this and i care about you", he says "this is a bribe. eat real food and you can have this." if he'd brought it on its own as a gift with no strings attached, lamia would project strings onto it--assume there's a catch, that the other shoe is gonna drop any second. but since it's presented as a bribe, there's already a catch built into it, which, again, bypasses all of lamia's alarms and enables them to take it. (once they've eaten something that'll actually nourish them first, of course.)

#lamia #i really like this aspect of his character that I've figured out. make me happyyyy. #i can't help being cagey about lamia's love interest though. it is not an easy thing to be earnest and strange on main #whagever. you know who it is anyway. #lamiaposting

[sinnersshackled]

Che waves a hand lazily to the man before him in greeting. In spite of his intimidating appearance, Che doesn't seem particularly bothered at all.

"Hey." he starts, casual as ever. Che isn't unfamiliar with Legion - there's no way he could be, but Whitestone Industries has a bit of a... reputation of sorts, so to speak. It's not exactly reliable - is the nicest way to put it - so that's why Che was surprised when Earl wanted to speak to him specifically. He doesn't know what it's about, but...

"Sorry I'm late. So? Got a job for me? Or is there some other reason you called?"

@deathfavor ( starter for earl! )

#ic #deathfavor #c. che. #v. mainverse. #tysm for liking my starter call!! <3 #choosing between lamia and che was so hard............. rip i love them both #sorry the starter is a little short; i don't remember the details of che's relationship with the legion if it exists at all #so i need to go back and refresh myself on the story a bit haha #but i couldn't help but write this; i got excited!! :P #anyway as always if you need anything changed lmk!

[vex-bittys]

Would any full-sized lamia use their owner's kitchen to cook or prepare meals for themselves and/or their owners?

*Yes, though it is recommended that only full-sized lamias be allowed to cook for themselves or their owners unsupervised. Smaller lamias may have difficulty with the size of normal kitchen items and could seriously injury themselves or start a fire simply because their size prevents them from being able to work safely in the kitchen.

*This does not mean that all full-sized lamias should be allowed to cook. Some lamias are better at cooking than others, especially when it comes to their patience and attention span.

Excellent cooks, practice safety in the kitchen, will follow recipes and add a clever twist to familiar dishes: Papython, FireRing, King

Pretty good cook, can follow a recipe, is very safe in the kitchen: Chain

Ok cook, will only make simple foods, pretty safe in the kitchen: Corny, Honey Bo

A little too nervous or hyperactive to focus properly, might make mistakes due to this, also somewhat small even at full-size: Krait, Pygmy

Thinks he knows what he’s doing, who needs recipes or measurements, it’s supposed to taste/look like that, why is the house on fire, please don’t let him cook even supervised: Coral, Mamba

*Note that Corals and Mambas will also shove handfuls of herbs or spices into their mouths to “taste test” them. They will refuse all help and advice due to stubbornness and pride. If you want to let them “help” in the kitchen, try cookie or cake decorating which they can enjoy without causing... an Incident.

#vexy answers #ladyretro #lamia bitty imagines #lamia bittybones #lamia bittybones and cooking #just shove a handful of curry powder in your mouth then refuse all help and pretend it doesn't bother you #yup everything is fine here

[lesamis]

1810s dashboard but it's niche drama

💛 heartofanna Following

imagine cancelling someone for saying war is bad

🧵 sharethewoe Follow

#didn't expect better from w*rdsworth but some people i rly thought i could count on…… #anyway we will live to see this empire fall. can't stop history lol (via @heartofanna)

speaking as someone who was press ganged at the age of 17 to serve in his majesty's royal navy i couldn't be more grateful for your poem. young men like me are cannon fodder and you spoke for so many of us. fuck napoleon but fuck parliament even more.

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stable forgiving virtuous flourishing in my lane definitely not buying poison moisturized unbothered never been better

chatterpwned-deactivated78345629743

me when i lie

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🏛 mynoseisfine Follow

Settling this once and for all. What does the public actually think about the Parthenon marbles debate:

🦉 realminerva Follow

lol i know it’s you lord elgin

🦉 realminerva Follow

like we joke and all but fully aside from the fact that removing the sculptures from greek soil was vulturine and opportunistic etc, it’s really just the tip of a frankly gigantic mountain of imperialist bullshit. let’s not pretend we haven’t been brutally killing hundreds who resisted oppression in india, LITERALLY BOMBED A NEUTRAL EUROPEAN CAPITAL, and embarrassed ourselves in the charge against napoleon for years now. pathetic ass empire & evil as hell to boot. @mynoseisfine the greeks who carved your marbles millennia ago would kick your tory ass so hard

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🎀 emmawoodhousestan Follow

how do i still keep seeing thomas chatterton's final post being reblogged, wtf is wrong with you freaks??? he was seventeen it was tragic and horrible and happened ages ago. he was a kid just let him rest

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🍎 masque-off Following

callout post for @castleyeah @lordsidmouth @officialcoe @parliamentofficial: they oppress, murder and famish the british working people & also suck majorly

⛪ castleyeah Follow

sour cuz you’re unfit to have custody of your own kids huh

🍎 masque-off Following

proud to be the dad of a newborn who could already rend your pudding spine asunder with a mere glance

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🦆 mallardturner Following

finished this today 😊

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😎 chadeharold Follow

why is it always “you’re risking your life and legacy & will get yourself killed before the age of five and twenty” and never how was swimming the hellespont the hellespont looked fun was it fun

🎭 loved-joanna Mutuals

ohhh my god you swam the hellespont five years ago?? wooow should we tell everyone?? should we throw a party?? should we invite famous hero of greek myth leander who swam the hellespont

😎 chadeharold Follow

@loved-joanna look we never had any beef & don’t have to start this now. it’s cool that you’re sticking up for my ex, you guys were friends first, but just know that i’ve always trusted your opinion on my work & genuinely respect and admire you & would still be up for a collab whenever.

🎭 loved-joanna Mutuals

yea sure why don’t your lips collab with my ass

😎 chadeharold Follow

on it boss

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#literally call me. down if you are

🍂 endymion Follow

sorry is it me or is the assassin who stabbed german bootleg wordsworth kinda…… 🥵

💄 biprincesscharlotte Mutuals

JOHN KEATS????????

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#i'm p sure this is the author of lamia thirstposting on main??? help

🌾 huntsmanx Follow

romanticism this romanticism that why don’t you romanticise universal suffrage and rights for labouring people

🌾 huntsmanx Follow

anyone else in jail for seditious libel

🏹 axelaidtotheroot Mutuals

lmao i'm one of the “anyone else”s and i know you’re enjoying family visits and apparently some kind of cushy armchair situation, plus tons of books. try being in here as a spencean dude they won’t even let me learn how to write. worst of all some evangelical came by yesterday just to proselytize & put me “on the right path” fml

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y'all i don't feel so good :/

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#if you use dark mode...........rip i guess #this was the most fun i've had writing anything in so long. also. if you see the timeline not check out no you don't #(wedderburn was only imprisoned in the 1820s i think & the lamia volume was also published in 1820) #(also up to you whether he's responding to henry or leigh hunt. it's the 1810s everyone's in jail esp if they're a hunt) #romanticism #and just to be sure. #long post

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

I have a request to make. Platonic yandere lamia Mitsuri x child reader

Child Reader | Platonic Yandere Lamia Mitsuri Kanroji

“Well hello there little one!”

In the deep wilds of some undiscovered rainforest lies a people

Who believe in the legends of snake women and men stealing bachelors and bachelorettes

But not…children persay

So her ambition isn’t exactly like the others

But she never was like them anyway

With a pink scales and green tips to her tail and hair

She was an oddity anyway

Some in the lamia community would lovingly dub her ‘a freak of nature’ or ‘Natural Selection’s great mist(n)ake’

Despite being the strongest female in the area not many held that much respect for her

Maybe because she never had a reason to fight them as she traveled separately and skulked into a dark corners during mating season

She was just so lonely!

So when she found little hands playfully running against the scaled muscles of her tail, she wasn’t inclined to attack

Instead hiding the rest of her top half to let you play with the slimmer side of her tail

Bongos, a table, something to jump over

She lets you have your fun before quietly revealing herself, still hiding a good bit of her tail

“What are you playing now (Y/n)?”

“Lift the heavy tail!”

“Oooh can I help?”

She falls even deeper in love the less you seem to care about her reptilian half

Even the other humans politely choose to look away…especially since she’s gained a bit of a following for her uniqueness

Not to mention you’re an orphan–one of the devoted followers tell her

Of course she’s not going to ask if that was the case before they met because she doesn’t care

But you seem delighted to return to the little burrow cave she had the lackeys build

“Soo? Will you stay with your Mama snake? We can eat those tasty berries again.”

“Oh and the red fishes too?”

“Yup, the red fishes too!”

“Yay!” 

You really don’t mind the cooled coils when the fun is done simply enjoying her soft but firm embrace when night falls

The ones who seem to have a problem are the lamias and nagas who don’t want to upset their balance with humankind

Too bad their attempts to snuff you out or relocate you back to human society is what sets Mitsuri off

Not the bullying, not the rumors, not the exclusion

No 

Its them coming for her little snakelet

And suddenly the reptilian community is in danger whether it be her or her delightful little helpers

“Not my snakelet, I’ll shred you to pieces if you touch them!” 

#yandere lamia #yandere platonic #platonic yandere x reader #lovelyyandereaddictionpoint #yandere kny #yandere kimetsu no yaiba #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yanderexrea #yandere #yandere demon slayer #yandere platonic lamia #yandere mitsuri kanroji #yandere platonic x child read #yandere x child reader #yandere mitsuri #yandere mitsuri kanroji x child reader

[murmiss]

Living with a monster guy.

(inspired by the anime 'Monster Musume no Iru Nichijou')

Pairing: TF141/you, maybe Kortac/you.

Warning: Possible mistakes in words,OOC,This is all purely my personal vision of the characters.I will not say that this is a full-fledged fanfiction, more a sketch of the idea.

summary:Hybrids and humans began to live in peace and harmoniously. You're just a girl with a damn lonely and boring life, but your friend, the head of the interspecies exchange department, decided to add a little tin to your life..

Part.1

A few years ago, a great secret was revealed to the world: the existence of hybrid creatures is real. Lamias, Harpies, and even fairy, mermaids were no longer myths and legends, but became common creatures for mankind. Now, going to the store, you can meet not only the neighbor's grandmother or a former classmate, but also a beautiful fairy choosing a herbaceous tincture with the aroma of roses, or maybe a centaur occupying the grocery department, with a grocery basket in her hands. So, hybrids have tightly integrated into our ordinary life, have become friends, colleagues, and even defenders. Defenders? You may ask. That's right, hybrids have obvious advantages over humans:speed, high jump, flight, fire breathing-and these and many other abilities were used in the army, the police, even in volunteering! Werewolves are good at finding people under rubble, they are strong and have an amazing nose that can smell the target they need for several kilometers.

There were also special groups created from hybrids with exceptional outstanding combat skills. One of them was the Task force 141, the most famous group in narrow circles.It will be discussed.

-Tess, you have no idea how lonely it can be, Girly...- you mumbled to the blonde sitting next to you. Tess Oskott is one of the employees of the interspecies exchange organization. This organization is responsible for ensuring that some types of hybrids (and, concurrently, almost all) have at least one owner who would monitor the well-being of his ward and ensure compliance with all the rules.

-And what about Cullen?-Tess asked with a chuckle, leaning back on the bar stool.

- Cullen? I've never seen worse assholes in my life!- you hiccuped, complaining in a genuinely indignant voice about your recent beau.- He talks for fifty minutes about his wonderful work, then made me pay the entire bill and asked me more "Let's go to you or to me?"

-Oh, it sucks -a friend laughed in response, smiling significantly, looking in your direction.

- I know how to help you, dear-Tess's self-confident smile did not mean anything good, for sure not for you.

- No zombie hybrids!- you moaned, getting to your feet and not taking your eyes off this cunning fox. Tess was up to something, but fatigue weighed on your shoulders, forcing you to run away as quickly as possible.After a short chat, you and Tess parted, she went to the office, and you went home.

Opening the door of your small house, you stumbled inside and kicked off your heels at the entrance, staggered up the stairs, opening the first door and casually throwing off your bag by the bed, plopped into the arms of soft and much-desired furniture.Sleep enveloped you almost instantly, taking you somewhere on a fabulous journey through the beautiful open spaces. You're riding a horse across wide fields, the wind is in your hair, and the horse is neighing and saying, "Pretty girl, wake up." You smile weakly, but at the same second it dawned on you: is the horse talking??! And as if at the behest of that bad man, you open your eyes, wanting to look into the eyes of this shameless intruder of your sweet dream. Next to the bed, Tess was leaning over, dressed in her strict black suit, holding a folder of documents in her hands. Workers walked nearby and dragged some furniture into the house. You jump to your feet and let out a cry of incomprehension.

-What the fuck, Tess!?

-calmly, sleeping beauty, I fulfill your wish, then you'll thank me again -the woman winked and immediately turned on the boss mode, rushed towards one of the rooms, saying in a growling bass voice, "I said the bathroom needs to be expanded! We are also expanding the doorways"

- What?? Do you mean to expand the bathroom?- you rush towards your cozy shower room and see a completely dismantled room. A disappointed groan escapes from your lips when you say "Fuck" in a smacky and disappointed way

Before you know it, workers are turning your house upside down, spoiling all the comfort...

"So, miss, you are participating in the 'hybrid exchange' program, your house has been improved in order to create more favorable living conditions for hybrids."

-What the fuck is so official, Tess? In the sense of hydrides?

"Shh, listen further. You have been honored to become the host for an elite group of handsome men, that is, hybrids.".

-What do you mean?-You asked, raising one eyebrow, but the creatures that suddenly appeared in front of you threw away all questions.

A man of large build, tall, with particularly strong-looking hands came into the house. With your eyes, you unconsciously traced every curve of his muscles hidden under his T-shirt, almost drooling. A black T-shirt with a print of some kind of rocker band, gray skinny jeans and sneakers - a simple image that fit him wonderfully.. Oh, a face with rough features, a scar above the left eye, gray eyes with a blue tint, stubble, thick eyebrows, a mohawk, and that self-confident smile! Tess definitely wants you dead, because this man was definitely hot.A light dreamy sigh escapes from your lips as you shamelessly examine the man in front of you. Tess nudges you in the side, whispering in your ear with a smile.

-Wait, it's too early to melt into a puddle, that's not all

When you hear a quiet hiss, you abruptly turn your gaze to the front door, quietly buncha crawled into the house. Stop.. Crawled in? Oh no.. You see Lamia crawling into your house, cursing at the narrow passages and the cold floor along the way, squinting in your direction in disbelief. Following the Lamia came, or rather, flew, a Harpy- a man with dark skin, a charming smile and the purest plumage. Well, in the end, with a slight alarm, a man with dragon wings came in, he turned from side to side, trying to get comfortable, and accidentally flicking a flower vase with his wings.. Your favorite one! You let out a plaintive moan, but while doing the inhale-exhale-inhale exercise, you managed to squeeze out a smile.

-Umm... oh.. uh.. Hi?- you say uncertainly, greeting them. The man with the wolf ears and tail smiled again, showing his sharp teeth and confidently saying, "Oh shit, Gas, I won. Our hostess is charming."

Charming? Damn, after the bar, you didn't even bother to wipe off your makeup, let alone change your clothes, and this dude is telling you that you're "cute"? It all looks like a dream or a violent comedy, and the director of photography here is Tess. The woman, noticing your bewilderment, patted you on the shoulder and threw something simple like "we'll call you later", busily left the house.

So you were left alone with four hybrids, not knowing what to do.

#call of duty #captain price #fanfic #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #soap x reader #soap cod #captain john price #price x reader #tf 141 x reader #poly tf141 #gaz cod #kyle gaz garrick #gaz x reader #gaz x you #ghost cod #cod x reader #cod

[whymaige]

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[lovetei]

I have an AU and I enjoy sharing so. Gift, from a (semi-?) writer to writer I suppose

but Swapped Obey me Au

where the brothers and side characters are humans- here’s the dynamic simplification;

Humans (Solomon / MC) : Cryptids

Demons (The Brothers / Diavolo / Barbatos) - humans/humanoids

Angels (Luke / Simeon) - Monster hunters

Maybe a modernish Victorian era, with castles and monster stories and that fun stuff + technology. Prince Diavolo starts a school to hopefully make peace between the three tribes of being.

So Solomon the Land siren (maybe a Lamia/Naga?) and MC the Mutt sheep cryptid. Where invited to the human school,

I can go on for hours- but hope this helps with ideas! I’d love to hear ya take. I love the way you write Obey me so yeah!

I'm so sorry this took so long, I need to create a visual in my head first and it takes long to write an AU :')

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Swapped Alternate Universe

Swapped Universe: Introduction

Warnings:

Links: Masterlist

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You were just going around the forests beside fields, feeding on whatever there is

But all of a sudden

An entitled prince, randomly sent you a letter saying you're invited into this type of program

But it's suspicious

The incentives favors the participants way too much...

What could possibly be the catch?

ROLES: Cryptids

MC MCLN

TYPE: Cryptid (Mutt sheep)

It is rumored that the "Mutt-Sheep" cryptids are a cross between lambs and canines, and are known to be found in areas with dense forests. Some describe them as a cross between a sheep and a dog, with a thick sheep-like coat covering their body, large claws on their paws for digging in the forest floor, and a canine's nose and teeth for hunting small animals. However, the exact origin and nature of the Mutt-Sheep cryptids are still unknown and shrouded in mystery. Despite this, sightings of these creatures have been reported by people who claim to have seen them lurking in the forest.

SOLOMON

TYPE: Cryptid (Naga)

They are described as having a human upper body, often with arms and chest, and from the waist down, they have the tail and scales of a snake. The Naga are said to be intelligent and powerful beings, capable of controlling the elements of nature and using their powers to influence the world around them. Many people believe that the Naga possess magical abilities that they use to protect their territory and the creatures that live there.

ROLE: Humans

DIAVOLO

JOB: President of RLD

The Royal Lab of Diavolo (RLD) is a highly advanced underground research facility with top-notch equipment and state-of-the-art technology. The lab is focused on developing peace between different races, such as humans, humanoid, cryptids, and monster hunters. The primary goal of the lab is to find ways to bridge the gap between the different races, and to create an environment where all beings can live together in harmony. The lab is led by a team of highly skilled scientists and researchers who work tirelessly around the clock to advance their research and find solutions to the world's problems.

BARBATOS

JOB: Vice president of RLD

The vice president of the Royal Lab of Diavolo is responsible for overseeing the day-to-day operations of the lab, including the management of staff, the supervision of research projects, and the coordination of activities with external partners and stakeholders. The vice president also plays a key role in managing the lab's finances and ensuring that resources are being used effectively and efficiently. Additionally, they may be involved in developing and implementing strategic plans for the lab's long-term growth and success. Therefore, the vice president plays an important role in the lab's success and helps to ensure that its mission of promoting peace and unity among different beings is achieved.

LUCIFER

JOB: Chief Fiance Officer (CFO)

The Chief Financial Officer (CFO) is a high-level executive position that is responsible for overseeing the financial operations and strategy of an organization. He works for the government and is supporting the current king.

MAMMON

JOB: Actor

He is the most famous actor out there starring in every genre whether it may be romance, comedy, action or adventure. He also stars in his own TV show series that broke multiple records and nominated multiple times on award show as well as receiving hundreds of awards.

LEVIATHAN

JOB: Programmer and Developer

A famous IT that works for the government and helps maintain government systems and Technologies, being one of the most trusted and talented worker in this field he has access to everything that can be found online.

SATAN

JOB: Proffesor

The youngest and top proffesor of one of the best schools found in the world, being the charming and mysterious proffesor whose world seems to revolve around books and his well known addiction, cats.

ASMODEUS

JOB: Model

The jewel of the human world, modeling for every possible brands to exist. He's known for his unforgettable face and his unmatched charm that helped him rise to the top of the world of fashion.

BEELZEBUB

JOB: Chef

A world-class chef that cooks for the king, known for his unique skills and for his beautiful physique. A man that made multiple woman swoon because of his looks and cooking skills.

BELPHEGOR

JOB: Doctor

A mysterious Doctor who seems to enjoy cutting things up and inventing antidotes or medicines against viruses and diseases that does not have a cure yet. He seems to be passionate about his job but the reason why he entered this field is still unknown.

ROLE: Hunters

SIMEON

RANK: A

A Rank A monster hunter is one of the best, most skilled and experienced monster hunters out there. They have exceptional abilities and skill in fighting and defeating monsters, as well as an in-depth knowledge of different types of monsters and how to defeat them.

Rank A Monster hunters are highly skilled and experienced in the art of hunting monsters. They are sought after for their exceptional abilities and knowledge. Their skill and experience have earned them a reputation as some of the finest monster hunters in the world.

LUKE

RANK: C

A Rank C monster hunter is considered an entry-level monster hunter. They are relatively new to the field and are still developing their skills and gaining experience. While they may have some basic knowledge of monster hunting techniques, they lack the advanced abilities and knowledge of higher-ranked Hunters. Nonetheless, they can still be an asset to a team and can perform certain tasks with supervision and guidance.

Overall, Rank C monster hunters are still learning and gaining experience. They are not always ready to handle high-level or dangerous missions, and are often assigned tasks and roles under the supervision and guidance of

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[merlin-gifs]

MERLIN | 4x08 “Lamia”

This is madness, Percival. Elyan needs help. You know nothing about this girl. You have no idea where she's taking you.

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[sinful-lanterns]

Pffft Lamia and reader getting caught late one night in the cafeteria

Lamia is there is completely and utterly devour the MBCC’s fish supply while reader is there to help her wife devour said fish supply

They get scolded by Nightingale later, on their knees with their arms raised in the air (typical school punishment tbh) while Chief tries to find a way to have enough fish for Lamia to eat so this doesn’t happen again

POWER COUPLE FR

I like to think that when Lamia gets hungry, she tugs on your arm and the both of you sneak out of your cells to raid the cafeteria kitchen at night. You’re raiding all the fish you can find to feed your hungry wife, and the two of you spend some time quality together sitting on a countertop, munching on varieties of fish while Lamia rests her head on your shoulder 🥺

The cutest dates always occur on your late night snack runs, but unfortunately you always get caught and scolded by Nightingale or Chief. Chief will have to find a way to put an end to your bad snacking habits, but until then, you and Lamia are partners in crime! Breaking and entering to steal all the fish in the MBCC <3

#⛓️ interrogation complete #lamia x reader #ptn lamia x reader

[werecreature-addicted]

about the post were you don’t mind doing other monsters… do like Male Lamias?? Because I have this character who is a Male Lamia and he’s an absolute sweetheart. ((He doesn’t eat children too btw))

I need you to know I didn't know what a Lamia was before this ask and the "he doesn't eat children" disclaimer really threw me for a loop. anyways.

Even if he doesn't feed on the innocent. he does need to eat. If you don't mind the pain he'd love to feed on you. Kissing your neck and running his forked tongue over your pulse point until suddenly sinking his fangs into the side of your throat, lapping up your spilled blood.

He's a snake so whatever den he lives in is probably really hot and humid. if it's too much for you feel free to take your clothes off. He's a gentleman so he won't stare... much.

He likes having you in his arms, his tail either coiled to act as a seat for you or better yet, wrapped around your body keeping you trapped against him. If he ever squeezes too tight please let him know! He doesn't want to hurt his beloved, just keep you close.

He's obsessed with touching you, especially your legs and thighs. your skin is just so soft to him and he's fascinated by your body and the little reactions you give when he touches you. He loves making your breath hitch when he trails his hands over your lap- or making you squirm when he unexpectedly squeezes you. You're just so cute he can't help but tease you, at least a little bit~

#monster imagine #monster fucker #teratophillia #monster #monster boyfriend #lamia #lamia x reader #snake boy

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

Yang: P-Money? You Mind unwrapping me?

Pyrrha, A lamia: But your so warm~ How could I ever release you from my coils~

Yang: *Woozy from Love and Lack of oxygen* Okay Pyrrha ...

~~~~~

Ruby: *Teeth Chattering* D-Does it need t-to be so c-c-cold?

Weiss, a Slime: The lowered temperatures help me maintain Viscosity and Surface tension, though if it is too frigid for you, I suppose I could make do with egg whites and Corn starch to keep shape.

Ruby: I'm going to the store! I'll be back soon! Love you!

Weiss: I- I love you too! Dolt ...

~~~~~

Jaune: *Trips* Ow! Penny!

Penny, Living Armor: Yes, Jaune?

Jaune: Please don't leave *Holding a Gauntlet* Pieces Of yourself? Around?

Penny: Technically that is simply a catalyst for my being in the material plane, but I will endeavor to not drop anymore pieces in inappropriate places.

Jaune: Huh! Neat! Thanks in advance.

~~~~~

Cinder, a Demon: Stop getting in my way before I melt you.

Neo, an Animated Doll: (That's no way to speak to your girlfriend)

Cinder: WE AREN'T DATING!

Neo: (You're right ...)

Neo: *Producing a marriage license* (We're Married!)

Cinder: WHERE DID YOU GET THAT-

#rwby #jaune arc #ruby rose #yang xiao long #weiss schnee #pyrrha nikos #cinder fall #greek fire #whiterose #arculus rift #spicecream #neopolitan #neopolitian (rwby) #rwby au

[impala-dreamer]

Tourniquet - Chapter Two

A Supernatural Dean x Reader Series Told Backwards

~Y/N has been by Dean’s side through his worst days, always there if he needs her, forever just a call away. Love is impossible to fight and more impossible to live with. Just a side character in his epic life, Y/N would give anything just to give Dean a moment’s peace.~

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Their Scars 

It was strange being there, back in the Bunker in Lebanon. She’d been to visit a few times over the years, spending a night or two, but it had been weeks this time. It was nearly a month since Sam had called her and she’d dumped her duffle bag onto a bed and settled in. She didn’t expect to stay forever; she wasn’t moving in. She was just there to help, to give Sam support while he led an army of other-wordly hunters and searched for Dean. 

Dean. 

It felt odd being there without him. So strange to be around Sam knowing that Dean was nowhere close. In thirty years, Y/N didn’t know if she’d ever spent this much time alone with Sam. It wasn’t awkward, he was like a little brother she never got to know, but it was different. 

She didn’t know him as well, couldn’t read the messages left in the breaths between words, didn’t know how to decipher his silence. Luckily, he left more emotion on his face than his older brother ever did. 

He was hurting badly. Stressed and exhausted, Y/N didn’t know if he’d really slept since Dean’s disappearance. Every now and then, she would leave her post by the phones and drag Sam to the kitchen, shove some food down his gullet and then order him to bed. He would pick at the food, barely able to eat enough to sustain himself, and spend his nights awake with his foot tapping and his eyes darting across a computer screen. 

She couldn’t sleep much either, not that she usually did. Still, the thought of that psychotic archangel running around in Dean’s body made her skin crawl and falling asleep was near impossible. Most nights around two, she would wrap herself in a blanket and make her way down the hall to Sam’s bed. They would lay there in the deepest quiet, each peeling back the layers of their quadrant of the ceiling until their eyes hung heavy and their thoughts stilled.

An hour of sleep, maybe two before Sam couldn’t take it anymore and popped up. Some days, Y/N would join him, others she laid there wishing things were easier, praying that life would ease up on her boys eventually. 

It never did. 

Prayers meant nothing when Heaven was, more often than not, literally out to get you and God was indifferent to your pain. Even still, whenever she drove past a church, blew out a candle, peeked a shooting star, she would ask the universe to give them a break, if not a little peace. 

The War Room was crowded and overly warm. The air buzzed with voices and the annoying crinkle of papers being shuffled about. The place that had once been a Fortress of Solitude, inhabited by two, four souls at the most, was now filled to the rafters with bodies hustling from map to map, exchanging notes and making plans. 

It wasn’t so bad, really. It gave her something to do other than worry about Dean and figure out how to get Sam to care enough to take care of himself. 

The day was terribly strange. Sam had forced her to stay back while he went with Mary and Bobby to check out a lead, and she had been on edge ever since. She was cranky, anxious, and on the verge of snapping at anyone who looked at her too long. Knowing they would be back soon, she did her best to stay calm but it was difficult. She sat in her corner by the Bat Phone and managed her temper. 

Y/N slurped at her luke-warm coffee and stared at Joe while he rambled on about a possible lamia hunt in Baltimore. 

The scruffy but handsome hunter had slipped through the Rift with the rest of the group, and while he had fought for years with them against the angels, he had skipped a course or two about hunting the supernatural. If she remembered correctly, he had been a bank teller before the apocalypse, so it wasn’t his fault he was clueless, but it really would do him some good to read a lore book or ten.

“Um…” She swallowed the sugar-less brew and shook her head. “Yeah, it’s highly unlikely. Lamia generally hang out in the Mediterranean. Which, if I’m honest, sounds really fucking good right now.”

Joe’s nose and brows scrunched up and he scanned his phone again, scrolling up through the news article. “Yeah, but it says-” 

Y/N rolled her eyes. He was hot, sure, but not hot enough to excuse him not listening to her. Her jaw clenched and she took a deep breath. 

“Joe…” 

“It really looks like a lamia. I don’t see why-” 

“It’s not!” 

Joe jolted back a step and Y/N held out her hand in apology. 

“I’m sorry. I’m really fucking tired. I just… It’s probably not a lamia, since they haven’t appeared in the U.S. since all that weirdness in 2010. But, if you really wanna investigate, go ahead. I just don’t think running off to Maryland right now is very helpful.” 

The man nodded and turned away, phone clutched in a slightly trembling hand. 

She knew she scared some of the new folks, but it wasn’t her fault. She had experience and little patience dealing with other people. 

“Joe-” She called to him before he got too far away and he looked back over his shoulder. “If it is… Rosemary, salt, and fire.” 

He smiled and gave a little wave. “Thanks.” 

“You should be nicer to them. They’re trying their best.” 

Y/N’s eyes turned from Joe to the angel that had appeared at her side. 

Castiel looked just as worn out as she felt. 

“I’m nice to them,” she defended. 

Blue eyes narrowed. “Are you?” 

She sighed. “No. But…” 

His eyebrows raised and she snapped her lips shut. She was still getting used to hanging out with someone who could read her mind if he chose to, and it was highly unsettling. She wondered if he could feel how nervous she was, how terrified that things were going wrong as they sat there waiting, doing nothing. 

“Sorry.” She slumped back against the wall and ran her fingers over the chipped coffee cup. “I’m just tired and worried that they’re not back yet.”

“We all are,” he told her. 

“And I’m really unhappy.” 

“That too,” he nodded. 

“When do we get to be happy, Castiel? When will all of this be over?” She looked up at him and pushed at a tear on her cheek. Exhaustion led her to cry more easily than usual and she hated it. She took a deep breath and her hand fell automatically to the chain around her neck. The lug nut was cool and she closed her fist around it. “When will he be safe?”

Castiel laid a heavy hand on her shoulder. “I don’t know, but soon.” 

“How don’t you know?” She asked, blinking up at him. “Aren’t angels omniscient or some shit?” 

He laughed gently. “Unfortunately, no.” 

She smiled softly. “You should get on that. Might come in handy someday.” 

Squeezing her shoulder, he smiled. “It’ll be ok.” 

She barely believed him, but it was better than voicing the obvious. They hadn’t heard anything in hours. Dean might still be gone, or dead or worse. Michael was creating all kinds of chaos and trying to ruin the world. It seemed as if nothing would ever be better again. 

Something in the air suddenly shifted. The buzz dimmed and bodies blurred in her vision. The metal pendant in her fist warmed. 

Castiel tensed and withdrew his hand. 

Y/N gasped. 

“Dean.” 

He was there, standing in the doorway with Sam close behind. He looked thin and drained, as if he’d just come back from war. Green eyes scanned the rooms, confused by the crowd of people in his space, and he stood there, seemingly unable to make the decision to move. 

Y/N couldn’t contain the fury of emotions churning inside. Her soul ached, her veins tugged at her limbs, pulling everything towards the center of her being. She held her breath and stood up, ignoring the shaking in her hands and the tears trickling down her face. 

Jack got to him first and Dean hugged him kindly, but his gaze fell upon Y/N. 

Her stomach flipped and she gave him the saddest smile of her life. 

Y/N hung back as Castiel greeted him, relief and joy beaming from his sapphire eyes. They chatted a bit, put life back in place for the moment, and then Dean excused himself. He turned away but not before giving Y/N a secret look. He didn’t have to speak, didn’t need to call her over, she knew what he needed. 

She followed him down the hall and found him waiting around a corner. 

“Hey, Y/N/N.” 

She hesitated, boots squeaking on the tiled floor as she came to a halt. Her hand was still locked around her necklace and the nut burned against her palm. She held her breath, determined not to cry in front of him, but it was too late. She let the air out and with it came every moment of worry, every ounce of pain she’d felt in the last few months. She fell into his open arms and they stood there alone in the shadows of the hallway, silently holding each other together. 

The Bunker had a bathtub unlike any she’d ever seen before, and while it took forever to fill up, it was worth the wait. 

Y/N locked the door and fiddled with the tap. As the tub filled, she added a good amount of eucalyptus oil to the water and the fragrance filled the room. 

Dean tore the tuxedo vest from his back, balled it up in angry fists and tossed it aside. 

“This fucking thing,” he mumbled, ripping at the tiny buttons on his shirt. 

Without a word, she came up behind him and dragged her hands slowly up his back. He turned in her arms and she pushed his hands away. He stared down at her while she undid each button, carefully peeled the shirt from his arms.  

There was hurt in his eyes but she didn’t dwell on it, didn’t push him to speak. She opened his belt and Dean grabbed her hands, tugging them both up to his lips. He kissed the knuckles on each side and closed his eyes, resting his forehead against her warm skin for a moment. 

Every bit of her ached for him. 

“It’s OK,” she whispered. “You’re home.” 

The water was hot and the steam was heavenly. 

Y/N settled against the back of the tub and Dean lay against her, his head on her shoulder, his long body between her legs. She rubbed at his back, ran her nails gently over his scalp. She washed his body, soothed his soul. 

The scar on his arm was worrisome, but it could wait. She covered it with her hand and held him tight. 

Dean let himself relax, his muscles finally resting after being dragged to hell and back. He breathed deeply and melted into her, wanting to disappear inside her flesh, wishing she could swallow him whole and keep him locked inside forever. 

“I lied,” he said out of nowhere. 

Y/N ran her hands down his arms, dipping under the water and back up. “Oh?” 

“Told Sam I don’t remember anything. I do.” 

She held her breath and Dean sat up, pulling away from her touch. 

“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to,” she said gently. “I get it.”

Water splashed as he cupped his hands and brought them to his face. He exhaled heavily and dragged a hand through his hair. 

“It was… bad, Y/N/N. It was really fucking bad.” 

He scooted away and she kicked her knees up to her chest, hiding as she hugged herself. High tide slipped over the edge of the tub as Dean turned and sat back opposite her. He faced her, but his eyes went elsewhere, anywhere but to her anguished face.  

“I was stuck inside. It was dark and freezing and I was… drowning, suffocating. Every fucking minute went on forever and I clawed at him, screamed, tried to climb out, to push him out.” He caught his breath and finally met her gaze. “I couldn’t do it. I wasn’t strong enough, I didn’t fight hard enough. I… I just couldn’t do it.” 

Fifteen years ago, Y/N had been possessed by a demon, some low-level pissant that took her for a joyride around Montgomery, Alabama. While it was terrible to be stuck inside, watching as her hands ripped a young boy apart, she couldn’t imagine the torture he went through. Demons were a bad time, but angels were nuclear reactors. She was surprised he was alive and lucid after his ordeal. 

“It’s not your fault, Dean. None of this was.” 

He scoffed. “Yeah, right. I did all of this. I let him in. I said yes. Fuck, ten years ago I told him to fuck off and now- it wasn’t even a question. I just let him in.” 

Y/N sat forward, leaning in to get him to look at her. “You didn’t just let him in. You did what you had to do, what was best. And you know what? You fucking killed Lucifer. The Devil Himself is gone because of you. You did that. You had to.” 

“Did I?” 

“You did.” Under the water, she grabbed his hand and held it tight. “Dean, I know you’ve fucked up a lot. Shit, we all have. I fuck up constantly. Can’t even keep track of it anymore. But I know, hell, I’ve always known, that your fuck ups are never for nothing.” 

“That doesn’t even make sense.” 

She shook her head. “You know what I mean. You fuck up for the right reasons. You fuck up because you know it’s what needs to be done and in the end… it works out. Somehow, it always works out.” 

“How can you be so sure? What if this time it all crumbles?”

She grinned. “Oh, I’m sure.” 

“How?” 

“Castiel loaned me some of his omniscience.” 

Dean rolled his eyes, bit back a smile, licked his lips. “Cas doesn’t know shit.” 

Y/N shrugged. “Neither do you, so…” 

He laughed. 

She smiled. 

He would be alright.

The water moved again as Dean flipped onto his knees. Y/N watched the wave break over the ledge and onto the floor. 

“Sam’s gonna kill us if we flood the place,” she warned, cringing at the puddles on the floor. 

Dean slid between her legs and swam up close, his thick lashes nearly tangling with hers, his breath like an August breeze over her skin.

“Let him try.” 

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[frogchiro]

Naga pierro and childe just <33

Pierro, I imagine, is a traditional man(snake-man??). Thus I believe he could very well be waiting for his life long mate, instead of entertaining the thought of screwing around for the sake of it. He wants a domestic life with a little mate who to cardle during the night and cherish during the day.

Childe however is somewhat opposite to his senior. He likes to live on the edge and goof around with other humans and nagas/lamias alike. He enjoys the thrill, but he would be lying if he said he never felt just a tad bit sad. He is a family man after all, and nothing would make him more happy than a mate who would stay by his side and rise his brood along him.

Enter you, sweet young lamia who is more than perfect. Childe takes a note of the fact immidietly when he lays his eyes on you. He notes how your body is perfect in every possible way, perfect to carry children and perfect for mating. He notes how your skin shines brightly in the moonlight and your eyes sparkle with wonder. He has to physicslly restrain himself, so he won’t take you right then and there. He wants you to covet him as he does you.

So imagine his grave annoyance when you catch the attention of Pierro. Loner Pierro who never seems to interract with anyone unless he has to. Pierro who always keeps his distance and newer seeks out anyone. But that seemed to change after you crashed into his life.

Suddenly the old man seemed always hang around you, helping you with the most useless of things, and gifting you small little trinkets that ”reminded him of you”.

Sooner rather than later, the two of them took notice of each others clear attraction. And neither one of them were gonna give up, because both of them had decided to take you as their mate.

And that’s how you got here. Pressed against two large and strong nagas, who were thrusting in and out your aching hole in turns, but every now and then, they would thrust in together, while snarling at each other. Childe would bite you all over, your neck, chest even your stomach that was bulging thanks to Pierro’s grith. The latter would be whispering sweet nothings to your ear, while rubbing your tender breasts (Childe’s merit of course) and aching stomach.

In the end you’d be so over stimulated, that tou eouldn’t be able to tell where the pain started and pleasure began, for it all had blended together. All you knew was that you were sticky and full, and to your each side was a strong and handsome naga wrapped up around you.

I-I truly apologize nonnie for this bc i know that you probably expected somethinf else but i'm feeling ANGST tonight....so please have this atrocity...

f!reader, smut, hybrids, breeding kink, knotting a/b/o-esque, angst galore but there's so much fluff too, rejection

Okay so imagine that everything is just like you described, pierro is a traditional snake-man; he's older already, silver hair, beard and the hair on his chest, his long, thick strong tail littered with scars and torn scales but he is a very stable and reliable person, has estabilished a large territory that no other naga dares to violate bc they know that if they fuck around they WILL find out and a confrontation with the enormous naga never ended up well for his opponent. And yet under all that tough exterior all pierro really wants is to find a mate, his soulmate, his one and only and cherish them, share his territory, feed together, snuggle on cold nights, wrap tails with and finally have eggs and bear pups...Yeah, this is what pierro wants from life.

Childe is his opposite, like literally everything; he's young, he's loud and boisterous, his many affairs and ekhem...*adventures* with all kinds of humans and hybrids were never hidden, he loved this life; free from any burden and not tied to anything or anyone. Still, after returning to his den after yet another night of goofing around and it sometimes gets his mind to wander, the strange sense of loneliness and sadness he feels is all too much oppressing. He loves this kind of life, wild and free he can do anything he likes! Stealing the tasty drinks from humans that make his head spin, adventuring, fighting bloody battles and sleeping around all he wants and yet he sometimes feels like a major thing is missing from his life. He blames this on him being a family man at heart, he can get angry and bury those feelings all he wants, and yet he knows that deep down he craves to have a mate and family to call his own, a lovely partner to warm his den and a nice bog clutch of eggs sitting all nice and cozy in their designated nest just waiting to hatch and greet their parents. If only....

And it all changes when he sniffs out a lamia. Initially childe thought that you'd be his next conquest for the week; you smelled so delicious, young and fresh and fertile, perfection in his eyes. All the dirty thoughts came to a screeching halt the second he saw you sunning on a patch of grass; you were...breathtaking to say the least, childe swore that if love at first sight existed....it was then and there.

You were laying on your back, your long slick tail curling deliciously, your full breasts and your clear skin littered with glistening scales, you were the definition of a perfect girl for him, the perfect mate and future mother of his pups.

And so began his long and tendious process of courting you, but you being the sweet innocent thing you were, you acted oblivious and shy as if his romantic advances were seen as a mere act of extreme kindness from a 'friend'. It was frustrating for childe to say the least, he wanted to mate with you and claim you as soon as possible but you unknowingly rejected all of his advances and he was loosing precious time! Moreover, he noticed a certain silver haired naga creeping dangerously close to your den, leaving behind freshly hunter animals to show off strength and prowess, skinned furs and a hand-woven wicker basket as if to prove that he'd be the perfect mate and provider for you.

'What a pathetic fucking joke' childe thought as he watched you slowly sliding from your den to shyly greet the big scarred naga in front of you as delivered yet another thick luxurious fur to you, a cooing trill escaping pierro's mouth as if trying to entice you further, and the banger? You actually did.

Childe watched from behind the tree and foliage with a frown as you slithered further from the safety of your den and loser to the silver scaled monster, an answering coo fell from your fanged lips as you accepted the gift from the naga before quickly returning to your cave to add yet another fur to your nest.

After that display Childe knew that he had to act, and he had to act fast before you were snatched right before his very eyes. He couldn't let that happen, he wouldn't! You were his, he noticed you first, he was the first to woo and court you! Not that old geezer! Sure he was much bigger and stronger, had a bigger territory and all of that crap but childe would provide you with a lifetime of adventure! You'd never be bored with him and he's be the best mate and father for your babies! Just you wait.

The very next day he asked you if you wanted to go on a small walk through the woods with him, y'know, just to talk and stuff. He wanted it to be perfect, the day he'll ask you to officially be his mate.

He brought you to a small lovely clearing with a stream cutting through it and wildflowers were in full bloom. Childe could see that you were enamored with the sight and could feel his heart growing with each time you looked back at him...if he only knew.

Childe could practically hear and feel his heart tearing in half and dropping to the bottom of his stomach, the ringing in his ears and the nauseating feeling only prolonging the utter heartbreak, your words replaying in his head like a broken record player.

He knew something was wrong the second he saw your angelic smile drop from your lips when he uttered those wretched words. The small downturn of the corner of your lips transforming quickly into a expression of embarrassed disappointment, combined with the quick movement of your slitted eyes made for a disastrous concoction.

But the true nail to his coffin were your words. You weren't condescending, you weren't angry or furious or even mad; if anything you were sad.

He wasn't the right man for you, you said. Of fucking course you knew about his many trysts, he wasn't a secretive naga, his lifestyle was known to anyone, human or hybrid alike and he was proud of it, always boasting about it with the flavor of the week under his arm but now? He regretted everything.

You wanted safety and stability. You wanted a mate to start a family with, a safe place for you and your pups, you wanted someone clever and smart but with their head firmly on their shoulders. You're absolutely not one to judge, everyone lives their life how they want but how can you expect him of all people to settle down with you and have a family? How do you know if he won't get bored with little old you after a year and seek out someone else? Someone new and more exciting? And besides....you actually were very well aware that he was courting you but were too polite to tell him off so you were just being nice to him, you see him as a friend and not a potential lover. And the best part? You were already courting someone; someone strong and reliable, focused and devoted and you actually lived him....and childe already knew exactly who you meant.

With a barely whispered apology and a broken into pieces heart childe silently slithered back into the wood leaving you behind, the weather seemingly symphatising with him as dark clouds shrouded the sky, the cloud weeping along with him as he drowned his emotions in fire water inside his den. The heavy rain was like war drums for his ears but it was a nice background sound when he was loudly crying in his nest, drunk off of his mind as he kept recalling today's events; the sunny morning, the happy afternoon and your sad quiet words that split his heart in two and the dark cold evening that perfectly reflected his feelings. But could he really blame you? You were perfect in his eyes, kind, considerate and polite, helping out others be it hybrid or even humans, espacially that little old lady living on the edge of the forest that he knew you loved to visit. What you needed was stability and a warm safe place to call home, not endless stupid adventuring that could easily harm you or even endanger you. Childe wasn't perceft by any means, he knew himself but if you really wanted he could try and change himself! Since the last 6 moons you arrived in the forest he stopped the heavy drinking and goofing around, he really could be the ideal man for you and papa of your babies!

....

But now it was all for naught. You rejected him and he wasn't going to harass you and guilt trip you about this, besides if pierro found out he has been fooling around you he's have his head on a pike. All that was left for him now is a broken heart and a half empty bottle of stolen fire water.

If only......

At the very same time pierro was panting heavily with you right next to him, your shaking arms and tail wrapping tightly around him, his silver-blue tail responding to the call of his mate and wrapping snugly around it. As you lied there in his nest, all spend and tired, pierro started to groom you thoroughly, nuzzling and rubbing his head and neck against your, rumbling growls of pleasure and satisfaction are exchanged between the now-mates. Pierro doesn't even dream about leaving you even for a second now that you're his, couldn't even if he tried you with his big pulsing knot deep inside your clenching pussy as you milked him from all his seed, ensuring it will settle deep within your precious womb and create your eggs. He heard about today's events, hell he literally was there, hiding in the shrubs and trying not to laugh at that brat tripping over his words of the shitty confession and your much too gentle rejection. He has been there already when you returned to your den upset, almost on the verge of crying feeling bad for making your friend feel shitty. He was there to comfort you and listen you you rambles and he was the one to passionately kiss you to shut you up before explicitly expressing his utter love and adoration for you, his desire to mate you and father your pups. One thing led to another and well...the rest is history as they say.

The sound of rain lulling you to sleep within the arms of your beloved mate, the deep purrs from his chest calming you as you yawned sleepily, nuzzling pierro's neck and one hand caressing your tummy with the hopes that soon you'll welcome your pups.

Yeah, life is perfect♡

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[sinsmockingbird]

HEAR ME OUT THIS A SCHOLARLY QUESTION

Like, Socrates couldn't answer this. Genuinely one of the most important questions of our lifetime. Our little brain cells have come together to talk about Monster!PTN and reader, but which sinners do you think would be THE monster fuckers (and who's too embarrassed to say they are)?

NOT including the more monster-like characters like, Lamia, Serpent or Mantis... these are the woman that came to mind first so I apologize there isn't much. If anyone else has ideas, feel free to add on.

CW: Monster Fucking under the cut

✧ PROUD MONSTER FUCKERS

BAI YI. She gives me the vibes where she's not a complete monster fucker but more of the type that she doesn't give a shit. If she finds someone- or rather something attractive, she's into it whether it has tentacles or not. If you say she's a monster fucker she won't deny it, but she also won't agree with it.

MACCHIATO. She's into "freaky shit", everyone knows this. She likes the world of BDSM and is heavily in it, so it's really no surprise that she's gonna be into monster fucking. She finds it so... erotic, that she can't help but get a thrill from the thought alone, and she's not afraid to voice it.

✧ EMBARRASSED MONSTER FUCKERS

CINNABAR. She's the type to get really flustered if anyone brings up any sort of monster. She finds them... so arousing and she can't help the dirty thoughts she has about them. But she gets so embarrassed by this that she will never admit it outloud. Though anyone with a brain knows she's into them by how flustered she gets.

#*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟsins inbox