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[meathunt]

Dry seeds pt. 2

Yandere naga! (Pt. 1) Tw linfantilization, non human yandere

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Ishan slowly brushed the hair out of your face, having finished giving you a bath in the springs near his cave. You are such a cutie, face relaxed in a deep peaceful sleep.

It was the next day after he got you in his arms, he wasn’t a fool, even if you weren’t a naga, Ishan was still the healer of the village, and from the little checkup he did on you when he woke up, you had a nasty fall, he feels a bit guilty about that one if he’s being honest, but you were okay, he treated your injuries to make sure they would heal correctly, but in the process he may also had given you some sleeping medicine too.

He just wants to cherish this moment with you, your face so peaceful and relaxed as your unconscious form nuzzled deeper into his chest, most likely trying to cool off from the heat of the day. He knew that if you were awake you would be fighting him off, after all, abandoned or abused hatchlings tend to be very skittish when getting used to a new home.

But a man can dream about their baby choosing to be always by his side and relaying on him for all the scary grown up things you will encounter.

He leaves you in the nest, next to the plushies that he made for you, and some of the old things your siblings outgrew, so you can get used to their scents and don’t get a strong shock when you meet them for the first time.

He needed to prepare some simple food for you when you wake up, something nice and easy to digest, after all he's not sure how your diet with your old pack has been and what your body can accept. He doubts your biologies are that different however he remembers someone once saying that you are in general more sensitive that the normal Naga, even in adulthood. And if you are a hatchling you must be even more delicate than their babies, so a simple soup with boiled meat and vegetables would surely do, he even makes sure to cut everything really small so it will be easier for you to swallow.

He is so focused on making you something nice that he misses your stirring form slowly waking up from your medicine induced nap.

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He didn’t account for you faster metabolism, which made you being able to digest the medicine way quicker than a naga would.

Your memories come slowly and patchy, catching little bits of your day, the little moss ball, getting excited about seeing more and then is just nothing.

Can't get many details that would help your frayed mind to piece things together, even if there were you wouldn't be able to do it in your current condition, you set to try to gather more clues in your environment.

 The only issue being that... you can't really seem to process anything.

Everything was just so blurry, and your brain wasn't able to identify things correctly. You go to stand up just to feel your knees buck under your weight, seemingly unable to keep balance if not sitting down.

A sound catches your attention, a sort of dragging sound accompanied by a distant humming, a soft low male voice singing in what your best guess is hissing and whistles.

You are quite curious about the sounds so with all your might you will yourself to get up, after some more tumbles you manage to stand up and hold for dear life to a wall, tryin to go to the brightest spot in the room, some kind of fire place, you tumble towards it, trying to catch more details about the light but as you are just some steps away from the fire, already feeling the warmth of the flames licking at your fingers, when a vine quickly catches you by the waist and proceeds to pull you back, you can’t even begin to think about what happened when you hear that soft voice again.

"OH GOD ARE YOU HURT?!" Frantic hands hold your much smaller ones, looking them over and over again, looking for any burnt mark or open wound "¿¡What were you thinking!? You could have greatly hurt yourself baby! ¿Did your pack ever teach you what fire even is?" He finishes checking you over, looking at your unfocused eyes looking back at him.

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You were trying to figure out what was he, not really sure if you were just seeing things or if this man really had scales on his cheeks, and very sharp fangs.

It should have light up warnings in your head, but be it the fact that your brain was all kinds of foggy, or that you had always like snakes you weren’t that freaked out, when your eyes travel from his face to the rest of his body you notice the long tail, softly you touch his tail, amazed by the texture, the shiny colors and how weird it felt.

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Ishan could still feel how his heart almost escaped out of his chest, the adrenaline from looking over at the nest and not seeing you there anymore, but when he looked for you, you were in your way to the fireplace. He really wanted to reprimand you and make you promise to not do that ever again, but he could feel his anger melt when you looked just so innocent and lovely trying to figure him out.

With a sigh he undoes the magic vines that yanked you away from the reach of the flames, accommodating you on his arms, and hiding your head in his neck “Honestly hatchling, you almost gave me a heart attack” You huff and puff trying to push yourself out of his hold as he was moving, after some seconds he gives you more freedom, and as soon as you have it you turn to look him in the eye, but not really fighting to be let down as you were kinda comfortable up here, and give him the meanest angry expression you can. Also squinting a bit as you still couldn’t catch all the details in his face “¿Where are we? I wanted to see the light more clearly”  

He looks down at your frowny face and feels any remains of anger bleed out of him, hearing you babble and make clicking noises, giggling a bit at your silly expression, you were just a baby, he was in the wrong for leaving you unattended and with no impediments for you to roll out of the nest.

He fixes his hold on you to make it more secure as he finishes the food he was preparing for the both of you, after all you still were healing from the bump in your head.

You kept babbling at him or looking over the cooking pot, but at the end you pretty much stopped fussing, he almost though you fell asleep, but a little checkup and he could see your eyes still open, just lost in your own thoughts.

He finished preparing the meal, plaiting the food while you played with some of the pendants he wore. He positioned you so he had an easier time bringing the spoon filled with broth to your lips, and after some coaxing you were happily cooperating with the feeding

You looked up at the man that was feeding you, and while you couldn’t truly understand him you could sense the warmth and care on his eyes when he gazed at you. You were happy someone so nice was helping you out, even if in a corner on your mind something seemed off about all of this. * . ` ✧*✧ ✶ * .* . ` ✧*✧ ✶ * .

SO SORRY FOR BEING MIA FOR SUCH A LONG TIME! i was very excited to get this part out! it has been sitting in the workshop for the longest time, so i hope you all like it ^^ <3

[hillotheartisticchhameleon]

@meathunt Again i have drawn one of your platonic yandere sons though i didnt have much description i had this idea. Tho i dont know which i prefer, the paper version or the digital version

Snek boi <3

[meathunt]

Dry seeds

What if naga yandere? Tw linfantilization, non human yandere * . ` ✧*✧ ✶ * .* . ` ✧*✧ ✶ * . You finished taking a very needed sip of your water bottle, the sun of the desert hitting hard while the dry air gives you some comfort.

For the last years there have been sightings of new creatures and strange plants all around the globe, humanoid forms being photographed or barely being able to be seen in videos.

This inspired some groups to start to investigate, private organizations funding trips to get to the bottom of this.

You were part of a group of explorers taking samples and observing the flora and fauna, and cataloguing the changes they have, your group was assigned the dessert where some of this sightings have happened.

You were a botanist, a student that instead of using their vacation time to rest or maybe hang out with friends, you were approached by one of your professors with the opportunity of going on this trip.

You were ecstatic about it from the start, and even now having to endure the heat and filling tired from the walk, you couldn't contain a silly smile and that spark in your eyes. The expedition was very simple actually, constant walks around the determined zone, everyone on the team had some specialty and even if you were more of a helper than one of the main investigators, you still were allowed to participate and make your own investigations.

The allotted time for this trip was almost two months.

And coming to the middle of the first month you started to notice things, first was the constant feeling of being watched, no matter where you were, how far or how close of the group you stayed, eyes were always on you, you were convinced of this, but had no proof.

The strange things were found near the camp, at first there were strange trinkets, some shiny rocks and metals that from what you were told, had no business being so close to the surface. Then it was carcasses, when you found one of some type of dog looking thing you almost passed out. Not doing well with gory things. The others in camp dealed with those.

The group started to think that maybe you guys had stepped near some animals territory and that maybe these were warnings. So you moved camp, but even then you guys still found weird stuff.

No longer dead animals but now you found what only could be described as trinkets, toys of some kind, a bit rustic if you said so yourself, and what could be described as small sculptures made of stone, clay or wood. Some of animals and flowers, but one looked like a person, a bit funky but it had the shape, those were kind of cute so you decide to keep some of them.

The things that cached your attention were the plants, obviously ripped, and so eye-catching for their colors and characteristics, but the strangest thing was that they were just so out of place in the desert. They were withering quickly under the force of the sun, and held too much humidity, extremely rare to just see it in the middle of the sand.

Today you were a bit far from camp, and you found just a little ball of moss, but what catcher your attention was that the dark little ball seemed to glow in the darkening day.

It was a pretty sight and when you held it it was cold to the touch, you played a bit with it when you saw another one laying a bit farther from you, your curiosity is picked as you get closer taking the next moss ball in your hands, you excuse it in your mind as good samples for the lab.

You catch what seems like another moss ball ahead a bit buried, but when you try to pick it, it doesn't come off, seems like it was a larger piece than the others. You decide to see if with more force you can unlogged it.

You put the moss balls into your small bag and started to tug, you felt some resistance but after putting more force it dislodged, but before you could celebrate you felt the sand under your feet give up, and the next thing you knew you were falling. You didn’t even have time to scream when you felt your head hit something hard, and instantly lose consciousness.

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Ishan felt when you hit the ground, sliding quietly near the entrance where you fell, he was proud of the trap if he says so himself, he planted those little toys to lure you further from your pack. He was absolutely smitten when he saw your group approach, humans, he knew of your kind, once upon a time he knew his ancestors encountered your kind, and while some started to worship his ancestors, others decided to hunt them, making them decide to go into hiding.

He heard of how deceiving and resourceful you guys could be, a danger in disguise if not kept in check, and some vermin that was better far than close. That’s what he grew up thinking at least.

But when he saw you all, he found humans adorable, you were just so tiny! Curious little creatures exploring his territory, he wasn’t as naïve as to go to reveal himself to all of you, he decided to watch what you wanted. In that initial spying he saw you, considerably smaller than the rest of the pack, he could sense you were the youngest out of them. You were just the cutest thing he has ever seen, and before he knew he started to leave little gifts for you. Some you kept, but most of them were taken by the rest of the pack. Where you some kind of runt? Was your pack not taking care of you? Even the toys he left for you was taken by the others. At some point that was starting to piss him off. It was obvious you needed most of the resources as the hatchling of your group, but they didn’t even let you keep the toys!!

He still didn’t feel like revealing himself to your group, or give them the chance to alert the others. But what if he made you take the first steps?

Now you layed there, in the cold ground. He checked on you, seeing that you were still breathing, some scrapes in your skin and a cut on your forehead, but you were alive, and for now he was content with that.

Softly he raised you in his arms, holding you close to his chest. You were so small, he just needed one arm to hold you like a baby, a tiny little thing that weighted almost nothing, that fact worried him a it, but you were so warm, soft skin compared with his scaled cold one, and just so squishy! He was smitten with your form. Holding his babies felt nothing like this, he felt that you would break in pieces if he applied the smallest of pressures on you. Placing a soft kiss on your forehead he started to cover the hole you fell from, after all he would hate if that mean pack of yours, stuck their noses in here. After he finished he started to go back home.

Once he arrived he proceeded to clean you up, changing your strange clothes into soft silks he had, treating your wounds and after all that he placed you in his nest, he was so excited! It has been so long since he had eggs on his nest. And even if you were just one hatchling, he would make sure to spoil you rotten, giving you all his attention and love. He proceeded to coil around you, strong tail maneuvering you until you were resting against his chest. Holding you tight he decided to take a nap with you. His baby was the cutest, he couldn’t wait till he got to bond more with you. Maybe he would be able to show you off to his older children!

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[meathunt]

Mini story DrySeeds

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Ishan always made stuff for his hatchlings, he liked to give them stuff of their own, some personal affects that unless they want, they wouldn’t have to share.

But as they left the nest to pursue their own interest he kept some of their stuff that they decided to not take with them, using them as supplementary tools to get new hatchlings used to the nagas that lived and sometimes come visit, so when they properly meet they can have a positive connection and can start with the best foot forward.

But there were some exceptions, those being the little plushies he made for his hatchlings, so they have some kind of emotional reassurance that they can carry around. Some of them were left behind, mostly out of wanting them to be preserved and safe, but there was one that was never picked after being left with him, it was the first and oldest one he ever made, a small comfort for his first adopted hatchling, Yhasir.

He is a bit ashamed about it, even if his baby loved it, it’s execution was… very rough, just a fluffy ball with mismatched proportions, surprisingly sturdy, but a bit small for a naga to cuddle. So imagine his surprise when one day when he left you on the nest while he was looking for a new book to read to you he came to find you with the small thing in your arms.

It seemed almost perfect fit in your arms, yeah sure he still believed that the little thing could be improved, but try as he might you weren’t willing to let go, even when he tried bargaining for it with the other ones from his other children.

He resigned himself to waiting after you fell asleep or go distracted to take the little thing and work on it

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