Hey guys! I honestly don’t know what to draw or write right now, so could you guys maybe give some suggestions and ask for CRK: Vampiric syndrome or my Yandere platonic batfamily x neglected reader story?
(small scenario, TW: slight yanderish(?, and a bit of blood)
You and Fount were walking down the road to the next village to preach the word of truth and settle some of the issues for which he'd been called, carrying with you some scrolls that he insisted were important to bring, although... Well, there are too many, and your arms are already getting tired...
As you reach a strangely desolate part of the road, you notice a snake blocking your path. It's sleek black and has blue patterns so they look like they have eyes looking in all directions, but the snake's real cyan eyes seem to be staring at just the two of you, and the pattern on its jaw and its long hissing tongue seem almost to form a mocking grimace. It was almost as if that snake possessed a self-consciousness that no other common animal in Earthbread had...
'A snake in the middle of nowhere? It doesn't seem that it could've come from the vicinity. Strange...'
"[Reader], get behind me. Something isn't right." Fount said in a cautious, firm tone, stepping forward and extending his arm protectively. But just as he was peeking out a bit to try to figure out what kind of animal this was, you feel a completely silent but malicious shadow beginning to manifest behind you and grow in size. If only you could have seen the two sharp cyan, blue eyes riveted on you like a feline about to attack.
Before you had time to react, you feel arms clinging to you from behind with a grip that is nothing if not decisive, "F-FOUNT!!" you manage to scream in instinct.
"What—" Fount's neck almost seems to twist with how quickly he turns around, "[READER]!! Quick, hold on to my hand!" the Virtue extends his delicate hand to you and you grip it so tightly that it reciprocates, his long nails biting your skin, "Don't let go, did you hear?!" Well, yeah, that was a little difficult knowing how physically weak your Fount is...
The beast behind you begins to pull you even harder, and the grip of your hands grows weak almost to the point of breaking, "let go of my disciple...!" Fount groans with effort and reaches with his free hand for his long staff holding his Souljam, raising it as he casts a luminiscience spell that seems to stun the manifestation behind you and let you go, while the latter lets out an annoyed and irritated growl that sounds strangely human, rubbing his eyes raw.
Inertia does its job and you slump against Fount, causing you both to stagger before he quickly composes himself and holds you firmly in place, his hand on the back of your head against his chest as he mutters a curse under his breath. The two of you are still taking a little deep breath from the shock and you notice that Fount's sweating a little, but even more, you get to notice and hear his heartbeat in this position. You almost mentally scold yourself for the blush that appears on your cheeks despite the situation you are in right now.
Fount, on the other hand, isn't paying attention to you and keeps his eyes narrowed at the blinded figure in front of him, 'damn it, how come I didn't notice his presence?!' His mind searches for solutions, it berates itself but wakes up enough to shake her head and focus on the present, her gaze focusing on yours, "[Reader], are you okay? Did you get hurt?"
"Y-yes thank you Fount, I'm f—"
A mocking laugh interrupts your answer, and the two of you quickly turn to watch as the entity takes on a more defined shape from the shadows as it speaks, "well, well, well... But if it's not my dear meee and my adorable disciple~! I'll let you know, I didn't like your dirty little trick... very predictable coming from such a boring Virtue!"
Shadow Milk finishes materializing from the ball of shadows that previously grabbed you, floating with a cruel and theatrical laugh. If it weren't for the adrenaline, you'd stop to observe his great resemblance to your Fount; if it weren't for the eyes in his hair taking the place of constellations.
Instead, Fount's jaw tightens with pressure "dirty trick? I suppose you were the one who left that distraction on the road while you were taking advantage of my disciple, weren't you?!" Fount leaves an annoyed growl and lets out an exasperated sigh as he loosens his hold on you, and shakes his head again, "Who even are you, jester? What do you want?"
Another mocking laugh. "Well, let's say I'm you... but MUCH better, you see! How come the 'Oh Great Fount of Knowledge' fell for a trick like that?!" Fount's almost mortified from the embarrassed blush that begins to cover his cheeks, his frown growing every second that his eyebrows must hurt. "Heck, I knew I used to be such a bitter and boring cookie, but not of this level! I'm sure [Reader] must be sick of you by now too, poor them~!" Even though you can't see well Fount's face in this position, you can feel something about him snapping as his heteroceomatic gaze becomes feral.
"What did you just say, you little..!"
Suddenly, a snap sounds from Shadow Milk's fingers and you are teleported right to his side with a gasp muffled in shock, his arms (now considerably gentler than before but not enough to let his grip slip away) intertwine around your neck, and blue strings wrap tightly around your body as well. He floats past you with an almost sweet but also smug and defiant smile, as if HE is the one teaching your Fount something obvious. "Since you obviously don't know how to take care of -much less entertain may I add- my dear pookie bear, I guess it's time for us to—"
The beast stops dead with his words as the large, golden, sharp tip on the back of Fount's staff lunges so quickly and decisively at his Adam's apple uncovered from his ruff, burying itself in his skin just enough to let a trail of blood slowly run down below.
"I've already told you to release my disciple. Do not make me repeat myself."
Shadow Milk's small, open mouth gradually shifts into a playful, almost innocent smile, and his hands and strings let go of your body and rise up in the air in a mocking sign of defeat that tells you that's not all of it. "...Tough audience, huh..?"
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- I think you all might notice it's my first time writing a fic LMAO 😭 pls pls criticize me
Anyways I was actually going to draw this at first but it was too much and got lazy. Anyways Fount appreciation
Hii!! Can you draw jealous pitaya dragon cookie x y/n :3 they seem like they'd get jealous easily if they were in a relationship (or be the really chill type), but idk... (ALSO IM YAPPING SM OMG))
- 🪭 anon >_^
I mean, they are still a dragon at the end of the day.
Hello! I really like on how you styled y/n cookie from my last request and I appreciate that! But I’m wondering if you could dress them up in different styles from the other kingdoms?
(Also make sure to take care of yourself, your wellbeing should always come first!)
Thank you for the kind words ♡ I hope I did your prompt justice ^^