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This one is REQUESTED!!! EEK SORRY IT TOOK AO LONG. I lost all motivation and forgot to write but I feel the flames again >:)
The silly stalkers x Bunny!reader!!
(Can you tell i wrote the last one when I was feeling more motivated)
Ft. Playmate, the knocker, august, lenny
TW; lenny sees you as prey in one route, august is august (aka murder perversion blabblabla), knocker eats your lower half sometimes (not in the enjoyable way either), playmate is touchy
Obsessed;
While he would usually be nicer, you've unfortunately been dealt the worst hand you could've possibly had. You were a prey animal. Your legs stamped the ground when you moved, you could run on all fours with ease, you could jump large distances- He was fascinated by you, but you teased his prey drive. He couldn't tell whether or not you were a predator like him, or not. Depending on what he thinks, this can go two ways.
PREY;
He deems you as prey, and he starts stalking you as a means of curiosity and hunger instead of pure affection. He becomes more apathetic to your death, unless you manage to prove yourself worthy. (Escaping him over five times without a scratch, hunting other animals either for food or for their pelt, not backing down to his intimidation attempts.)
EQUAL;
He sees you both as on the same level. This can be achieved either by chance, or proving yourself to him as stated before. He will treat you less like an outsider or prey option, and more like you're the same being he is. He may pick up some of your behavioral patterns the longer he watches you, like letting you chase him as a means of playing, or thumping his foot to show disapproval. He will also learn your eating habits, and as part bunny, you most likely struggle to digest meat as well as he can, so he begins to instead start bringing you mushrooms, vegetables, or fruits. Sometimes bread too, but the knocker takes that one just to fuck with him and you. He might forget his strength though, so do remind him with a hiss and growl, as that's the best way to get him to stop. But if you allow him, he MIGHT chew on your neck or hips, just because they're squishy! He'd also like to curl up near you when you sleep- Just to make aure nothing happens to you. (If being stalked by the others, this is extremely helpful.)
Knocker;
He's somewhat envious of your speed and stamina. You can run longer than him, your legs are ridiculously strong, you escape him with ease most of the time. What he does like though, is your little paws and ears. He likes to get up behind you if you're looking into a reflective surface, and tease you by doing bunny ears with his fingers just to annoy you. It's very cute. And when you're sleeping, he likes to squeeze your face and any facial fur you might have. He may or may not have a small collection of your fur in a jar somewhere.
However, he doesn't mind using your lower body as food when you do die. Since your lower torso and feet are just what a rabbit's would be, it'd technically be like eating rabbit meat, and he has probably made a stew with it before. Is this cannibalism? I have no clue.
August;
He loves your thighs, and if you're a girl, he especially likes your fluffy dewlap. (Basically a fat deposit around the neck for fur plucking for nests.) He also appreciates the chase you give him, making it genuinely difficult for him to catch you unless he teleports. He loves just playing with your dewlap like it's a stress ball, and the teeth chattering noise you make when he touches it. (It feels amazing.) He's one of the only ones allowed to pet you, when he isn't trying to stab you.
He can't get enough of the way you flail when you run out of energy though, how flat you go as you desperately try to gasp in a breath into your aching lungs. He loves when you ragdoll when you're out of breathe. Even better, when you show the highest form of trust; falling limply onto your side, with no cares or worries in the world. As if he isn't looming over you, knife in hand. That and your poor attempts at frightening or intimidating him- Most of the time, it doesn't work, but you've managed to surprise him a few times. When the light hits your eyes just right at night, and they glow- He could say you look even the slightest bit uncanny.
Extra, playmate.
You are wonderful.
They find you amusing. You are great at hide and seek without cheating. You can lay flatter than a rug, and hide under anything. Your nose is so diligent, you find them in even their best hiding spots. Sometimes it infuriates them, but they know you are still playing fair. The point of the game is to have fun anyways, and the only "rules" (that they never informed you of) are to use the abilities you have available to you, and you cannot go out of bounds. (Which is marked by deep lashes across an area of trees.)
They like your ears, legs, and nose the most. Your nose is twitchy, it reminds them of their own skin, their own bones. Your legs are constantly moving when you're anxious, thumping, tapping, leaning, just like them. Your ears listen closely, to every little noise, making it challenging for them to sneak up on you, but so much more rewarding when they do. They also think your ears are soft. They would like to use them to fall asleep. They do not sleep well, but the softness brings them some comfort, one that they cannot explain well in words.
They learn about you overtime. Every time you win, they start setting out prizes for you. Like getting sugar cane leaves or mint if they can find it, or simply just fruit. That, or a warm bed. (Either because they lit it on fire, or slept on your bed, pick your poison.)
Playmate, I imagine, struggles with being too handsy, often touching and pulling on you. They don't recognize personal space, and if they do, they still ignore it. Get used to constantly having them touch your ears or hair, because they're unbearable.
Would sucking the water out of an AI machine be the equivalent of eating it out and why does the idea sound kind of sexy, like I know it would be all gross and polluted but god DAMN I think that might be the exact reason it does sound hot... Pollute me please
(I DO NOT SUPPORT AI USAGE, I CONDEMN PEOPLE WHO USE IT.)
Heh... This one is requested >:] (Sorry its so short, I've been low on steam for anything that isn't my characters recently lol, lack of motivation ig)
August x reader (The man from the shadow)
Topic; You're bathing together after being freakayyy
Tw; None besides reader being REALLY cut up, and them both being in a bath tub
You thought maybe after nearly getting killed by him, you'd at least be able to relax in a bath privately.
You were wrong.
August was in the water with you, taking up most of the space because of his lanky body, having a bath in the darkest dark you could possibly make in the bathroom. He insisted on coming with you, despite being a spirit, and probably not even having to shower. You had dozens of aching cuts over your body, as he tried to smooth out your hair. "This uhm, wasn't what I was thinking would happen." You said awkwardly, the man still pushing you close to him in the bath. "You thought I was gonna kill you, didn't you?" He rubbed behind your ears, as if he were bathing a cat. "I might've almost had my life flash before my eyes." You shuddered at the pain in your wounds, one of his hands dragging itself down your throat to wipe some of the older blood off. "And yet you let it happen..." He teased, his lengthy hair fallen around his shoulders. "Hey, I can wash myself-!" You batted at him lightly, before he grabbed your chin and squeezed your face. "I thought maybe you'd appreciate the help, after being carved into." He was grinning as you huffed. He was, unfortunately, right. It was oddly cozy, especially with the steam and his hands rubbing you down. He buried his face into the back of your neck, squeezing your torso tightly the second his arms could reach around you. You've never seen him this affectionate before in your life, you didn't even know he could be so soft. "Can I at least ask that you don't stab me next time?" You placed a hand on his arm. "Mmm... Depends, on how much you squirm." You sighed, leaning back into him. "You're impossible..." "And you loved it." "Shut up." He pulled your head down into his neck instead, and sunk you both deeper in the water, with both arms coiled around you.
You two were probably gonna be there for a while.
Lowkirkenly the reader in this story rn
And also yes he does only bathe in the dark, it just makes sense to me
Small little drabble but I cannot get pocket cat out of my head, so I'm gonna make it EVERYONE'S problem. (I DO NOT SUPPORT HIS ACTIONS VERY BAD NOT GOOD)
Pocketcat x reader, specifically termina ;)
Non-established relationship, he's trying hard though.
Tw; Blood, he definitely is stalking you, he's a perv, possession and possession have two different meanings and both are accurate, he fucking cuts off reader's limbs in one of these, REALLT REALLY SUGGESTIVE, it's fear and hunger, what do you expect.
(Credit to Raven Vladimoff on Pinterest!)
He's a terrible person, let's get that cleared up. He will use anything against you in order to get you alone with him, especially to help you win the festival.
Hey... You get special privileges, that no one else gets! What are those privileges? Well! You get amazing deals, yes. Any item of your choosing, for a special little deal only you can take advantage of- A kiss... It can't be just a peck though. You have to kiss him on the lips. He will try to go deeper with it too. Give him an inch, and he will go a mile. Try not to become too desperate...
When you're injured, or happen to be on the verge of death, he just so happens to be right there, watching. His eyes follow the trail of blood you leave as you limp, carrying his stock with him, with a few extra healing items. Who's to say he didn't plan for this? He'll just mosey on over to where you're laying, watching you breathe heavy and staring at your near corpse. The blood really brings out your features, doesn't it? Especially without your pesky attitude in the way, whether it be overly shy or bullish. Your eyes would peel open to see the well-dressed Cheshire, holding out a healing vial. For free. He won't say a thing once you take it, just watching as you pour the--perhaps magical--vial onto your wounds and they close up quickly. That was it, and he walks away with a purr rumbling deep in his chest.
There's nothing he loves more than seeing you at your weakest, and at your most violent. He's been tempted to bring you to the edge of life himself, but he always decides against it- If you trust no one except him, then that would be just perfect. He can't ruin that now, can he? So instead, he watches as you fight, with blood in your teeth and between your fingers, so animalistic. All to survive. If there was anything positive he could say about humans, it would surely be when they let the mask of courtesy fall.
He may try to take you into himself, possess your body. But that's only when you're too weak to fight back, either mentally or physically. You need to have a strong mind to withstand his "love", as it is pure darkness leftover from the ancient dungeons that will wrap around your mind and heart, until the muscle forgets to keep its rhythm, and you're his forever.
If he does manage to take you over though, your body is no longer your own. Don't worry, he will take good care of it. Its not like you need it anymore, do you? When you two are one, he will grope himself more often, no matter what gender you might have been. He can't help himself, he couldn't just pass the opportunity to touch you, especially knowing it's your body, and you're trapped within your mind.
Depending on his plan, he's not above hurting you. Cutting one of your limbs off, most likely. He just enjoys seeing you have to crawl away. However, he enjoys the fight you put up as well, so he may go for psychological torment instead. Taunting you, beating you down until your mind is hanging on by a thread, and only then will he offer you his kindness. Show how polite he is, how good of a man, only when you're on the verge of breaking like a fine porcelain doll. A child playing with their toy... Or, perhaps, a cat tormenting a little mouse. You're lucky that he'd rather let you crawl to him rather than cut your legs off himself- As I said, he wants you to trust him, and it'd be fairly difficult to trust someone who chopped you up, no?
Don't get him wrong though, he gets a rush when you yell at him, or when he sees you brutalizing the other people from the train. He adores when his beloved human looses all trace of humanity, just what the moon would want. He can't help but wonder, what if you were to harm him? Oh, the thrill he would feel with your heel hard on his chest, crushing him into the ground... But you would never do it... Unless you wanted to...
God I love how pathetic and weird and horny he is dude he's so fucked up ehehugughhh I dunno if ill add more later... Idk take my pocketcat slop
Should I... 👀 keep... 👀 writing this..? 👀 👀 I need input because I feel like it kinda sucks but... idk...
Tw; VERY MUCH NONCON, august is a pervert, nsfw, I haven't written nsfw before, reader and august knew eachother in the past, unfinished smut.
Your pickaxe slammed into the cobble as you leaned onto it. God, you were so tired. You'd been mining for what... 2 hours now, just trying to find something good down here. Thank god that you still had torches- But you barely had any food left besides bread and apples in your bag, and you were on fairly low health. Maybe... Two hits away from certain death? Your skin prickled. Even if you WERE able to respawn, somehow- It was still terrifying, and nearly always painful when you died. You let out a long sigh as you pressed your back against the cold stone of the cave, cheeks flushed and your hands trembling from overworking yourself. You pulled an apple out of your bag and immediately bit into it. The juice filled your mouth, the sugar already starting to energize you a bit again. You hadn't really eaten a lot before this, so you were probably just hungry, and it made you tired.
Worst part was, you were incredibly anxious. You didn't know why... Something just felt wrong. In an attempt to distract yourself, you looked down at your body, and your clothes, rubbing the texture of your shirt between your fingers. Fuck, you had so many wounds. Some were scars from arrows, others bite marks from overzealous zombies. You were lucky it wasn't infectious, just hurt. And your clothes, they were seriously tattered right now, you'd have to get a new pair when you got home. They were soaked with your sweat and blood, clinging to your body shape. You placed your arms over your chest and sighed, hugging yourself as you rubbed your arms. You felt so exposed.
... Wait. You're anxious... Nauseous... Did you...
Oh god.
You forgot to take your medication before you left.
Your heart dropped, before quickly checking your pockets, and your bag. Nothing. If he appeared... You couldn't imagine what he would do to you. You already felt the breaths on you, and the hands... Dear god, his hands. And the blade, deep in your flesh. You could feel it coming. He would be here soon. You had to leave, now. Before-
Your vision went dark.
It was silent. But only for a moment.
Until you felt a boot against your chest, crushing you against the wall. "Sh- Shit-!" You stuttered, vision flickering back to life as you saw the darkness of his leg on your chest. "I never thought I'd get a chance... Got too confident with your medicine, did you?" You looked up, to see the familiar man, no, monster in front of you. You knew him. All too well. And he knew you too. All of you. He forced you down further, crushing your chest under his heel. He was analyzing you. "..." You knew he noticed your outfit at this point. "Would you look at that..." His smile became disgustingly perverse, a look that still made you sick to your stomach to this day. You closed your eyes, taking as deep of breaths as you could, begging that this would all fall away once you calmed yourself. It worked before- Maybe, it was just one of your hallucinations. Maybe he wasn't really there. You HAD been panicking before this, so maybe you just needed to... Take a breath... And steady yourself...
Then you felt his breathing closer on your face, waiting for you to open your eyes. "Come on, sweetheart..." His voice taunted you, as you tried to block him out. He was just a figment, afterall... It was nothing. When that didn't work, he slowly pulled his knife up to your throat, dragging it across the side. "If you're gonna be like that... Then I don't mind." His voice was so soft, but so harsh at the same time. "What do you think will happen, if you just stay still, and quiet?" He dragged his fingers through your hair, something he already used to do when he was alive. When you refused to speak, or acknowledge him, he decided to take matters into his own hands.
He grabbed you, and covered your eyes as he coiled one of his arms around your stomach to keep you still. "Gh- Let go of me!" You immediately tried to fight against the spirit, pulling yourself forward before he tugged you back into him, pressing the blade into your side. "Ah, ah. You were so persistent, and now you're trying to run? Stay still for me again, dear." He dug the knife in lightly, enough to make you freeze up. He cut into your flesh lightly as you breathed, tracing your older scars on purpose. "See what happens..?" He got close to your ear. "God forbid a man want to see his sweetheart again." Red text appeared in your vision in front of his palm over your eyes, piercing through the dark. "You used to like this. What changed?" "I love you still." You felt his chest leave your back, replaced by the hand holding through blade as he pushed you down onto your stomach. "I've waited so long for this chance..." His voice was ravenous, flipping you over onto your back. His hand never left your eyes. His breaths became heavier once he was settled on top of you, your form shivering. "If you let me do this, you'll be fine..." He tried to sound sweet, but he couldn't. He already wanted to leave more than mental scars. For his hand print to not just be in your head. Meanwhile, your heart was racing. Bile filled your throat as you felt the heat drift far lower than it should have. He leaned closer, you could feel the shift in the air. He finally took his hand off of your eyes, but you still couldn't see. He made sure you couldn't. His body completely lifted from yours, disappearing.
So yeah lemme know if I should finish it. You filthy creatures.
To everyone who keeps seeing unfinished posts of mine: IT ISNT ME UPLOADING THEM. For some reason, even when I save it to drafts, it still uploads itself to my account. I don't know how, or why, I just know that it happens, and it is utterly embarrassing as someone who prides myself in uploading complete works. I don't know how to get it to stop, so from now on, on my unfinished posts, I will add, "This isn't done yet. Come back later!" At the very beginning so people dont waste their times looking at an unfinished fanfic, that isn't spell checked or looked over. Thank you.
Fuck it, I dont like how other people write pyramid head, so I'll write down my own headcanons for him. Warning, my way of writing him is maybe a little tiny bit controversial.
Tw; usual sh2 stuff... And another note, I will edit this in the future. This is still unfinished.
General
The executioner isn't actually 7 or 8 feet tall- It only seems that way because most people who speak of him are either exaggerating, or lying about having seen him at all. He's closer to being James' height, even if he is only an inch or two taller. He's also strong, but not overly buff. In silent hill 2, his arms and body are toned, yes, but a lot of people seem to tell its story say that he's far bigger than he really is. He's really just as strong as James.
Despite being pyramid head himself, it struggles at times to carry its own blade. But that's fine, because its hunting style is more based around following someone until they're too tired to keep going, or keeping them in a small room while he slowly gets closer.
He can't talk. The most it can do is let out strangely metallic whale noises, but besides that, it's almost entirely quiet. It doesn't need to speak, actions say enough.
Platonic-
The executioner doesn't keep friends. However, you could maybe be of help to it at times. The only real way for it to tolerate your presence, and therefore your past mistakes, would be if you had saved it somehow. Like; If it was trapped in barbed wire somewhere in the town, and you just so happened to help him despite your fear. You would also have to have a stable mind- One who feels guilt over their past is vulnerable to its attacks.
Romantic-
Romance is even rarer for it, as it is quite literally the embodiment of guilt, resentment, lust, and rage, so it's clear that it wouldn't really be into romance... But it isn't impossible. But you'd either have to be A, incredibly durable to your guilt and fears, or B, be so utterly pathetic that it doesn't even want to kill you at that point. Your sadness and worry doesn't make sense to it, so you're an enigma. It'll probably just leave you be... And quietly protect you from afar. Nothing likes to get in its way. It's clear what it is willing to do, even to the other creatures of silent hill. Nobody really wants to deal with it.
He isn't gentle. He isn't made to be. So, I think it's obvious that the first few times he attempts to hold you would be either too rough, or so awkward that it starts making you uncomfortable. It can try, though. You'll just have to show it. Once he gets the hang of it though, he isn't keen on letting go of you. Not smothering you perse, but holding your hand or shoulder becomes habit. He's fine with you going off alone, but expect them to come looking after an hour or so. They too get a little concerned, despite not having the same pack mentality that humans do. Luckily, they are able to work in duos, as seen in one of the last battles of SH2, so I imagine that is where this instinct stems from. Having another one to close in on something so it can't run.
You at least get a bit of protection in silent hill- When you're with one of the most deadly monsters, besides the abstract daddies, then you're automatically pretty safe from everything else.
It doesn't let anyone touch the blade... Well. Except you. You get to hold it and touch the blade, but it's extremely heavy, so it isn't the best weapon for you. However, it might still try to teach you how to kill with it- When you do, all you get is a groan of approval.
NSFW-
Let's not forget that this is pyramid head we're talking about. The embodiment of pain, anger, and sexual frustration. He is GOING to split you open if you let him. And his body is never consistent- He's either running hot, and his skin feels sticky with blood, or he's uncomfortably lukewarm and rough to the touch. It can never just be a comfortable in between, it has to be an extreme one way or another.
The same goes with the way he goes about intimacy- It's either frustratingly too little, or it's so much that it feels like you're being killed.
I just got into the Dandy's world Fandom so im gonna reaallyyy hope I just get this accurate bcus... I wanted to write romantic headcanons for dandy and I have this very specific idea of him... warning, might be ooc, but tell me how wrong I am in the comments.
"I love you, means you're never ever ever getting rid of me!"
Romantic + Yandere headcanons for dandy :)
Tw; Slight stalking and a hint of manipulation, reader gets a little bruised up, might be ooc
Dandy is a little shit. Don't think that just because he likes you, he changes at all. The most you're getting is 50% off on discounts, and all of the hottest tea from him. If you're already friends before he confesses, then he just becomes even more lovey dovey than before, tooth achingly so. He looveees touch, I like to think of him as the opposite of dyle. While Dyle is more reclusive in his affection, dandy makes it obvious, whether he means to or not. He calls you all sorts of things, but references to insects or you being the sun are his favorites. (Heh... Because he's a flower? Get it?? Cmon, laugh!!!) Think "Sweet pea", "my bu-zzz-y bee!" "Sunshine", things like that. His jokes are so corny, too, but he at least gets a pity laugh out of you. He and you also hit off some conversation when he's at his shop in the elevator, waiting to arrive at the next floor. When your group reaches its destination, he gives you a few good luck charms! A ton of kisses all over your face while the others either roll their eyes or look confused. He always gets a good giggle out of it when you try to wipe it off after, he just finds you so cute. I like to think he constantly holds your hand as well, either holding it gently by the tips of your hand, or, as tight as humanly (tooningly?) Possible.
However... If you actively try avoiding him while he's interested in you... He gets a little bit more intimidating.
First he tries to introduce himself to you naturally. Just a small push, nothing more. Kind formalities, him offering feedback and advice, trying to make you laugh, its pretty normal.
When that doesn't work, he gets a little more pushy with it. Setting up scenarios where you HAVE to see him. Whether it be bumping into him in the hallways by blocking one route off, or, purposefully finding an elevator floor with more twisteds than usual in hopes of you needing to come to him for bandaids, which he will always have in stock. And look at that, it's only one pack! Better get up here and grab it before anyone else does.~
And when even that doesn't work... He can always use other means.
Following you, watching you, and practically luring you to his shop. The bait being the best items he could possibly sell, at a cheaper price than usual. Just for you. And would you look at that, it just so happens that every floor you're on either has spring fever, or a blackout. Wonder who could've done that... And oh no! All of your teammates are... Gasp... Missing? Whatever could have happened... He acts, as if he didn't have anything to do with it. He killed them in his twisted form. You never saw it though- You just remember hearing a distant music box.
Speaking of music boxes, he also tries making that a comfort for you. Associating rare items with the sound, leading you to the items you need. As if the music came from a guardian angel, of sorts... No. It didn't. It came from the lethal toon. When you're alone, he follows you in his twisted form. Not only is it safer, but it scares off other twisteds. You're also the only one able to say that when the twisted caught you, you weren't killed. He simply bashed you with the back of his claws, and scampered back into the dark. Yes, it hurt, but you weren't dead, and that was better than what could've happened.
He would never kidnap you. He wants you to want him, and kidnapping would be forcing you to be with him! He doesn't need to do any of that, especially not to get someone to like him. But... Is it really all that bad to just... Nudge you in the right direction?
Don't worry. Dandy goes back to normal after you accept him. He still gets fired up if anyone else tries to flirt with you though!
Small details-
He puts on lipstick before kissing you. Every single time.
Dandy swaps being the little or big spoon, but usually, he likes just both of you being the same spoon! (Wrapped around eachother like vines.)
He gets a little pouty when someone invites you but not him to something. Maybe you could just stay with him for the day, and you two could do something fun! It's real mean of them to not invite your partner... Or, he could sneak in with a disguise! You both promptly got kicked out, but it was worth a try.
You're one of the few people that can calm him down in his twisted form, or when he's right about to twist. Even when he feels violent, he couldn't hurt a single hair on your head.
He's actually really sweet, and always knows when something is wrong. He'll happily let you cry on his shoulder, even if he might be stressed himself. He DOES want what's best for the both of you.
(These will be focusing on both romantic+platonic, though I'd happily write more violent things if asked.)
The silly stalkers X Half moth!reader
Tw; Mildly suggestive on August's end, august being a freak, the rest are normal
Knocker;
As guessed by the lovely commenter, he IS mean about it! He likes to tease you on your neck fluff, and how your wings instinctually flutter to try to scare him off. Despite his behavior, he's actually very intrigued by your hands, and legs. They're coated with hard chitin, cold to the touch. He has definitely used your wings as a blanket, when you're asleep and don't know he's there. (Homeless mfer) You've probably also cozied up to him before purely for the body warmth, especially if it's a colder day.
Obsessive;
Now this is the one I was most excited about. He is absolutely infatuated with you, for every reason in the book. You're not quite prey, but not a predator either. You're a human moth... He doesn't know how to respond. He'll follow you from afar for a long time, but he will inspect you in the night. Hopefully, you quickly learn how to steady yourself when startled. Showing a slither of fear will lead to your death. He could easily bite you and drain you of your haemolymph (blood). If you stand your ground though, he will decide that you are equals. Out of all of them, he's probably the best if you're partially insectoid. They're a little more gentle with you because of the wings, but besides that, they have a genuine respect for you. You both don't speak often, but you understand eachother perfectly without words. In body language, trills, even blinking. Plus, as a moth, you can release pheromones that share what you're feeling, and spiders do the same. You're both practically perfect for eachother. Oh and you'd totally pick up and fly with him- He'd find it absolutely terrifying though. He doesn't like heights. He really likes when you try to show dominance in your own way. (Clicking, chirping, fluttering your wings to show off the colours.) But it's cuter when you attempt to do it his way- Trying to make yourself big and scary. (Sometimes, it actually works on him. Your wings would have to be a little larger than your full body in order to take flight, so lifting them would actually work to make you nearly bigger than him, and it startles him. Especially if your wings are furled most of the time.)
August;
Unlike obsessive, he actually sees you as lesser than him. It won't be completely obvious, but you can still tell from the way he carries himself around you. Completely relaxed, barely seeing you as a threat. He IS endeared with your anatomy though- He's seen tons of humans, obviously, but never something like you. He's so curious in fact, he doesn't stab you if you just stay still, and let him examine you. Usually this gives you enough time to take your meds, and for him to disappear. Either that, or he just decides to stab you and follow you down by the trail of blood. However, he doesn't like that your blood is green. One of the main reasons he kills, is because of the addictive colour. (That, and he's an anxious wreck.) He can't deny that he loves your soft fur though, he's all over you. Constantly touching your neck, wings, back, anywhere with the fluff. He also takes advantage of your antennae, which are so sensitive, they can pick up even the slightest change in the wind. He just blows on them or runs his hands along them, and it almost immediately has you overstimulated. Not fun. Even worse if you moan while he does it.
Morhf :3
Extra;
Playmate;
He likes your flammability, he doesn't like that you can fly. It's unfair. Expect to loose your wings in the next week if you aren't careful.
Hi 🥹🙏🏽 dunno if you'd be interested in the idea but do you think the silly Minecraft stalkers would be any different if the player was a bug hybrid...ive been playing with the origins++ mod a LOT lately,, being a moth is so fun. (Though I don't think many players have a moth minecraft sona 😔)
you can just write the player as an undescribed bug hybrid too,, If you think this is easier to write only The Obsessed with that idea, thats okay!! I imagine that he would be either more interested in us or more likely to. Idk brutalise us/j And he'd probably find it easier to trap us with cobwebs? So maybe he'd use that more... the first time I played as a moth he have me a silk-trapped insect. ... like was that a gift or a threat 💔
And since most insects are weak to fire I think the Knocker would bully us more (lil shit. This is why I fly away from you)
And I dont really know August's personality... but i think he would maybe find it interesting the first time he tries to stab us (cuz insects don't bleed red... Also ouch) Dunno if any of them would take interest in our antennae or wings (if we have any... you can choose to base this off any insect you find the most fun...)
I know this idea is convoluted and hhh idk I just wanted to mention it to someone
Don't feel obligated to do it‼️ Either way, take care :D (sorry for rambling... and sorry if im requesting too much stuff,,!! ._.")
I luv ur idea... im lowkey low on steam rn BUT I will do this as soon as possible!!! I love bugs and stuff, so I'll make it REALLY accurate to moths, AUGHRHH I LOVE BUGS I LOVE BUGS
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