Warnings; blood, more background on HAE AU Werewolves, Jack's dilemma.
Jack is a Werewolf, and the Werewolves of Twisted Wonderland are best known for the way they hunt in packs. As a lone Werewolf, Jack has yearned for a pack and found it in the Human.
Instinctually, a pack means safety in the minds of Werewolves. Those to watch your back, protect you while sleeping, feed you when ill, that is what a pack does. Jack feels that need to protect, feed, and watch over the Human because he longs to be a good pack member. The current leaders of Jack's pack are Leona and the Human, Grim being the Human's young and therefore high on the hierarchy.
Even a "tame" Werewolf like Jack is subject to natural pack hierarchy and mindset. If his pack leaders say "kill" he will kill or die trying. If the Human says "turn on Leona" he is turning against Leona. The Human is his pack leader and Leona is their mate, he will remove their mate if that is what the Human wishes, no matter how much he respects Leona.
He will do anything to protect his pack, the Human most of all.
Reader who is an animal groomer. They love working with animals to find the right shampoo, soap, lotion, etc. to make the animal look and feel their best. I kinda see reader as a super animal lover, no matter what kind of animal. Now reader knows the boys aren’t animals (not fully, but some of them sure smell/act like them), but she still wants to take care of them all. How would the guys react? I know for some grooming is very personal. I could also really see Groomer!Reader loving to pamper some of the staff like Trein and Crewel. (Trein is an injured/senior animal and Crewel has a glorious coat).
Ok, brainworm done. Just seemed like such a fun tangent to play with, especially giving some of the guys baths. Hope you’re having fun with your story, cause it’s such a fun inspiration to read.
Warnings; trying to help the monster men groom themselves, brushes, scissors, mixed reactions to being groomed, monster men, platonic and romantic yanderes,
Trein is genuinely thankful that you are so willing to help him with grooming. Standing for long periods of time to oil his wings and clean the shed feathers as well as just getting his fur clean is exhausting and painful for him. He also struggles to reach his back claws due to his mangled leg. To be able to lay down while you help him brush out his loose fur and preen his feathers is truly a godsend to the elder Sphinx. He will try to make it as easy as possible to brush him and clip his nails, genuinely thankful for the assistance. Sphinx typically groom in groups because it builds social trust and helps them get those hard to reach spots. Usually Divus helps Trein, but he is thrilled to let you help as well.
Brush the Yeen because he will not do it himself and he gets a LOT of dirt trapped in his fur. Where he does bathe regularly, his pelt can get quite compacted due to his inability to brush the back of his neck as easily as the rest of him. Ruggie also can't reach his back very easily due to the way his arms move as they are not built for reaching behind him. If you find a particularly bad clump of fur, he will start kicking his leg as you brush it because it feels so nice to have that spot scratched.
Sebek needs to be brushed frequently due to the way his scale-fur becomes compacted. Since his 'fur' is technically thin hair-like scales, he doesn't shed as easily as Jack would with his double coat. Sebek struggles to brush himself due to the angle needed to fully de-shed him and the fact that it is much harder for him to do himself. He will happily take the help of the Human and may even shiver in delight whenever the Human helps him brush. Keep in mind, because his fur is scales, the hair splinters are AWFUL.
Help him. His entire body is covered in fur, help him brush out his double coat. He may make growling grumble sounds (Similar to a rottie-rumble) when you brush his face, but that is because he is so happy he needs to make some kind of sound. Bathing him is an effort and a half as if drying his fur, hence why he bathes once every two weeks. To fully water-log his fur, you need to work hard. Due to his double coat, he is also very difficult to dry and he will happily take any help you can provide him with. Dry him, brush him, trim his fur, he will be your loyal friend/pet and will absolutely use his "Big Dog" privileges in your favor. All you are doing is creating a sense of Pack-bonding with the Werewolf and he is happy to be in a two-member Pack with you.
Be good to the Selkie, and the Selkie will be good to you. He doesn't need to be groomed, but he will happily let you help him brush his silky fur if you really want to. As a Selkie, he takes immaculate care of his fur coat. He literally grew the fur himself and 'wears' the fur as a second skin. Odds are, he will be in his Seal form if you are so keen to groom him and he will happily lay still while you roll his Seal body around and brush him. For fur that is built to be in salt-water, it is incredibly soft, plush, hydrophobic, and sturdy. Feel free to give him a quick cuddle while you brush him, he will appreciate it.
Warnings: fluff, tears, fem bodied reader, gender neutral pronouns used for reader, pregnancy, pregnancy cravings, strange food combinations/cravings, yandere x reader,
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Malleus:
"(Y/n), my Treasure, why are you crying?"
"I want red meat and there isn't any!"
You were sitting on the stone floors of the Black-Scale Castle kitchens bawling your eyes out after scouring the entirety of the spacious pantry in search of any meat- dried or not. Just thinking about the intense and flavorful taste was appealing to your heavily pregnant stomach and the taunting reality of no red meat in the Castle only made you cry harder.
Malleus had no clue as to why you were sobbing so heavily for something he could literally go hunting to get for you, but your emotions had been much more drastic over the past few months. At least it wasn't so bad that you tried to wander away from the Castle in search of your craving. He knew well enough to tread carefully and be more supportive than judgmental after a rather explosive angry reaction from you when he last decided to question your cravings.
"I can get you some meat, my love. Just give me a moment to find where-"
"No! I want it right now! RIGHT NOW!"
Your sobbing only became louder as you held your swollen stomach and whimpered as if you were a kicked puppy. You could feel the smooth surfaces of the eggs inside of you through the stretched skin of your stomach and you could distinctly feel how much your entire being CRAVED the red meat you had been in search of. Just the taunting reminder that there wasn't any readily present sent you spiraling all over again.
"... Right now it is."
Before you could really respond to Malleus, you heard a sharp cracking sound and turned to look at him in teary-eyed surprise. The Dragon was missing but soon blinked back into existence, surrounded by the dancing green light of fireflies. Laying limply in his arms was what appeared to be the leg of one of the wild deer that roamed around Briar Valley.
"Why did you take it's leg? Now there is a deer roaming around and suffering without a leg!"
"There are no legless deer roaming Briar Valley. I simply... borrowed it... from the butcher's shop down on the main thoroughfare. I did leave some coin to pay for it, but that was the nearest place I could think of to get you some meat."
".... So-" you sniffled, "so there isn't a deer without a leg?"
"No. There is no wounded deer."
The Dragon didn't wait to begin quickly cooking the meat with his flames, part of the outside charring due to the high intensity of heat from his fire. The smell of that meat roasting and crackling made your mouth water and new tears begin to well up in your eyes the longer you had to wait. What was- realistically- only a minute or two felt like days to you as your stomach loudly grumbled in hunger.
"Here. Be careful, it is still hot."
Malleus took care to peel away the blackened pieces of the leg, revealing the meat beneath that was surprisingly tender and fairly well cooked despite the sudden influx of flames. Just the steam coming off of it had you reaching out for the tantalizing meal that your entire body craved. You didn't even wait for Malleus to take a piece off for you, you just bit straight into the exposed meal.
Flavors danced on your tongue as the meat seemed to melt in your mouth, leaving you practically moaning out from the satisfaction. No meal prior could possibly match the sheer satisfaction of tasting that meat as you happily- and near savagely- dug into your meal. Malleus could do little more than stand and stare in surprise as you practically devoured the leg in such a short amount of time.
The Dragon figured he should make a mental note of this intense craving of yours and ensure there was an assortment of fresh ingredients nearby to satisfy your... intense... cravings.
~+~
(*extra tw for blood consumption)
Lilia:
"(Y/n), be careful!"
Lilia fussed as he realized you had begun attempting to climb the nearby tree for the succulent fruit that hung just out of reach, your hands straining to hold you in place while you reached out desperately.
"Just... a little... more!"
The bark you had been clinging to gave way from the tree and sent you plummeting towards the ground only to land gently on top of your adoring Bat Fae lover. Lilia had barely managed to get himself beneath you before you fell and sighed in relief once you were back on the ground safely. He had thought a quick trip to the nearby forests of Briar Valley would be good for you, as you had been less than agreeable with being relegated to the Castle grounds.
The General was almost regretting bringing you out seeing as you seemed to have very little regard for the potential danger around you while you sought out the nearby fruit. It wasn't even ripe yet.
"Are you okay?"
He fussed over you gently while you continued to stare up into the tree, eyes locked on the fruit hanging out of reach. Your round stomach somewhat moved as the winged infant inside of you stirred in response to your hunger, the intense craving no doubt having come from the infant. You didn't respond to the older Bat Fae, only wanting the fruit that you had failed to grab.
"Lilia..."
Your whining tone was needy and had a hint of sorrow to it, like a pleading tone that the Fae found hard to ignore. Despite the rather intense hungers you had been experiencing, Lilia had been quite helpful in getting you whatever it was that you wanted. From fruits, to meats, and even the odd instance of wanting to gnaw on a bone, Lilia usually got whatever you wanted rather promptly.
"(Y/n), it's not ripe."
"Lilia..!"
"You won't like it, it will be sour."
"Lilia!"
"..."
The Bat sighed as he settled you safely on the ground, following your longing gaze up to the fruit that only seemed to taunt you. With a quick spread of his wings, the Bat Fae easily reached the fruit hanging above you, bringing it back down to you. You were happily wiggling in place as you held your hand out excitedly for the fruit. Once it was in your grasp, you sunk your teeth into the skin of the fruit excitedly.
It was NOT ripe.
With a cry of disgust, you hurled the fruit away from you as tears began rolling down your cheeks. You wanted ripe fruit, not whatever the hell this was.
Lilia held back his exasperation as the inevitable tears poured down your cheeks. He figured this would happen because it had happened several times before. You wanted something, he got it for you despite warning you it was likely not going to satisfy you, you threw it away from you when it wasn't satisfying. This was certainly not the first time your cravings made you behave this way, it would not be the last time either.
"Lilia..!"
You whined again as the Bat held you in his arms and let you cry it out. Odds are, none of the trees would have the ripe fruit you wanted as it was still early in the season.
While you cried, another craving slowly came over you. Conveniently, the most readily available source of that craving was sitting holding you in his arms. You weren't really in control of yourself as you gripped the Fae's arm, sinking your teeth into the meat of his arm as he winced in surprise and pain. You didn't care.
"... If you wanted my blood, you only had to ask."
Lilia chided gently, petting your hair while you nuzzled into his arm, the infant within you excitedly stirring in response to the satisfied craving. Naturally a Vampire Bat pup would want blood, so Lilia wasn't surprised by your actions. Where he was not the most nutritious source of blood for you or the infant, he wasn't going to risk your tears by making you wait until he found a more suitable source.
"Take your fill, then we will go back to the Castle, love."
~+~
Silver:
"Is this... normal?"
Silver looked towards Lilia in concern while you put down an entire feast of fruits and vegetables. The cracking and sharp sound of you crunching through raw carrots sounding all the louder while you hungrily ate it down. The Cervitaur had been the one to collect this veritable bounty of food for you, hoping it would be enough to tide over the worst of your cravings. What he didn't expect was for you to immediately begin chowing on the feast in front of you as if you were starved.
Where the Cervitaur had been happy to gather whatever it was you were craving at any given time, he had been run more than a little ragged. You were far enough along into the pregnancy with the Cervitaur's calf that walking was near impossible for you due to your stomach weighing so heavily on your frame. Though the calf was smaller than expected the last time you had a check up, that didn't mean it was any less taxing on you physically than a regular sized calf would be.
"Shh!"
Lilia was quick to shush his adoptive son, making sure you hadn't heard the silver haired Cervitaur's question. Where Silver certainly meant it as a genuine inquiry, odds are your hormonal mind would take it as an insult due to the amount you were consuming. When Lilia confirmed you had not heard Silver, he pulled the Cervitaur to the side where you couldn't hear him as easily.
"Never question how much (Y/n) is eating right now, not unless you are going to be the one to hold them while they cry."
"But... I just asked if it was normal?"
"I know, but their hormones are far too volatile to ask something like that, Silver. Yes, it is normal for someone who is pregnant to eat far more than they usually do. It is especially normal for someone who is pregnant with a much larger infant than their body would typically need to carry."
"... Should I... Should I go find more?"
"That would be a good idea, yes."
You noticed neither the typical Bat nor Cervitaur were standing nearby when you looked up from your feast. Their lack of presence made you frown and begin to search, wondering where the pair had snuck off to. You didn't need to look for long as you saw Silver was now trotting his way back to your side, a gentle and patient smile on his lips.
"Are you happy with what I brought you?"
"Yes! Could you go find some more? Especially of the fruit. Oh, and while you are at it, could you find some celery? I really just want something to crunch on."
"... Did you already have the stalks I brought you?"
Silver realized his mistake too late as tears began to form in your eyes and Lilia sighed, placing his palm over his face. The Cervitaur would have to learn eventually why it was a bad idea to question your cravings.
~+~
Sebek:
You frowned as you turned away from the plate of meat in front of you. Though you had almost desperately wanted the meat not even a few minutes prior, it now made your stomach churn as you pushed it away from you. The pout pulling at your lips was more than obvious as you crossed your arms and turned away from the meal, nose in the air.
Sebek just couldn't believe it.
He had been trying since that morning to appease your sudden cravings, but nothing he brought you seemed to satisfy your desires. No matter how complex or odd the meal, he ensured to give you exactly what you wanted when you mentioned wanting it yet you refused almost everything by the time he gave it to you. Where his own parents had warned him about the potentially difficult mood swings you could have while pregnant with his pups, he just couldn't seem to do right by your cravings.
"Nah."
"What's wrong with this one?"
"I just don't really want it anymore. It doesn't smell right."
Sebek frowned, picking up the plate to give it a sniff. Smelled like any meat you cooked usually would. Granted, Sebek was not as well versed in the kitchen as you were- seeing as most species didn't need to cook their food before eating it- but he had been improving. Or so he thought.
"It smells fine to me?"
"No, it doesn't."
"(Y/n), is it the smell that is bothering you or-?"
"Everything! Everything about it isn't appetizing! It's smells wrong, it looks wrong, it is wrong! I don't want it."
The Raiju sighed, running his fingers through his fringe scales as he moved the plate away from you, not sure what he was supposed to give you now. You didn't want the fruit he cut up for you, you didn't want the vegetables he steamed for you, and you certainly didn't want the slab of meat he had just cooked for you. It seems there was no satisfying you at the moment.
"Where are those apples?"
"... You said you didn't want them?"
"I want them now."
"... I gave them to Silver because you didn't want them."
"... you gave them away?"
The crestfallen expression you had made Sebek panic as he began to scramble to get you the exact same kind of apples and cut them the exact same way, hoping beyond hope that you would want them this time. He would do anything in his power to keep you from crying, even if it meant he would have to go find the fruit growing on a branch just to bring it to you. As he got the fruit plated and in front of you, he couldn't help but feel his stomach drop when your lip curled in displeasure with the offering.
"... Do you still have that steak?"
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Idia:
"With cheese, please!"
"Of course."
You were happily bouncing after the long strides of the much taller Shinigami, looking up excitedly at the elder of the group who was patiently cooking up your most recent craving. Idia was hovering close by and was careful to help maneuver you away from the path of the elder. Despite his efforts, you were keen to follow at the heels of the Shinigami as he cooked.
Idia couldn't really complain, his Ancestor had been the primary cook for your many different cravings and desires at all hours of the day or night. Where Idia had created most of the tools used, it was Papa Hades who still did the lion's share of the cooking. On the off times Idia had made food for you, he usually burned it or undercooked it so it never seemed to meet your standards for a meal. This all lead to Idia relying on the elder Shinigami for assistance when your cravings hit you.
It had already been two years of your hormonal changes and mood swings, so the Shinigami had since resigned himself to simply keeping you from getting under foot while his ancestor made your meals. Honestly, he had to find the time to thank the elder for the extreme help he provided. From ensuring you remained healthy during the pregnancy to making all of the food to satisfy your cravings, Idia likely had the easiest time taking care of whatever his ancestor didn't.
"Hellkitty, let's stay over here so Papa Hades can focus on making you food."
"But I want to see what he is making?"
"I know, but you know it will be delicious every time, let's let him work."
You stared at your beloved and anxious lover for a long moment, noticing the way he seemed to squirm under your gaze. Idia had been a fairly wonderful partner thus far and he did everything in his power to ensure you were comfortable and happy. Still, something in your hormone addled brain took the gentle suggestion as an insult.
"But... but I'm not doing anything wrong... right?"
Idia balked at the sudden distress in your tone and hurried to try and fix it, keenly aware of how the Elder Shinigami concealed an amused chuckle. Despite how stressed your easily wounded emotions made Idia, the elder found great humor in hearing Idia scramble to comfort you. Papa Hades had his fair share of comforting his own long-lost beloved during their pregnancy and he remembered how raw the emotions felt in the moment. Now it was Idia's turn to wrestle with your volatile state.
"No! Not at all! There is nothing wrong with what you are doing, nothing at all! I'm just saying you can rest and stay off of your feet while we wait. That's all."
You continued to stare for a long moment and Idia could feel himself squirming in his skin. Something about your blank expression had him worried that you would respond negatively to his hurried excuse. When you smiled he let out a long sigh of relief, happy to see that you didn't take his gentle direction as an insult.
"Okay~!"
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Vil:
"Come, my Beloved, I have returned with your meal!"
You were quick to answer the casual call from Vil, keen to see what snacks the Harpy had managed to gather for you while he was out. Though it wasn't particularly easy on you for Vil to spend his days away from your side due to a new film he was acting in, he always brought back the best food when he returned for the day.
Vil proudly set the bag of treats on the table for you, letting you help yourself to the contents while he removed his jacket. Despite his own dislike for how long he spent away from your side, Vil kept himself content with it simply because Rook agreed to keep an eye on you. Still, there was an overwhelming joy in his heart when he was able to return to your side and simply bask in your presence.
It certainly helped his pride to be able to caress that swollen stomach of yours and know his eggs were forming up nicely inside of you.
"I hope I did get all of the treats you wanted today. If there is anything else you are craving in particular, I will be happy to get it delivered for you."
Vil was silently thankful that the Fairest City had all sorts of artisans and cooks who specialized in the rare and niche art of culinary practices. It also made him thankful to know that your presence had caused a boom of artisans to move to the Shaftlands just for the chance of you stopping by to sample their work. Thankfully, due to Vil's renown and social status, that meant most treats and foods were offered to him for the simple fee of giving them to you.
The news of your pregnancy had also spread like wildfire through the city, so countless new bakery and cafe owners were keen to see if you would be willing to try any of their confectionaries. Such overwhelming talent meant that Vil could grab any treat you wanted to bring home when he returned at the end of the day.
It filled him with more than simple pride to see you happily digging into the treats that you desired. It was common for Harpies to feel compelled to feed their mates especially with eggs on the way. He had even set up a comfortable barrier around your shared bed for the moment those precious eggs were brought into the world.
"How was your day with Rook, Beloved?"
"Like any other day. I'm happy you're home, though!"
Where Vil would typically be the first to scold anyone for speaking while their mouth was full, he wasn't about to risk your ire simply for his need to nitpick at manners.
"Thanks for the treats, Vil!"
"Of course, Beloved! It fills my heart with joy to see you so content."
~+~
Neige:
"Look, (Y/n)! This one looks like a heart! That's how I feel about you."
Neige cooed happily as he held up the strawberry that looked like a heart shape, excited to show you something he found cute on your little outing. He was walking with you down the many stalls of fresh food and had stopped to pick out some fruit for you. Your cravings had hit hard while the two of you were out and exploring the bustling city Neige called home.
The plucky Harpy had been thrilled to show you the strawberry and was beaming in excitement while he showed you the plump fruit. Despite your misgivings about going out with Neige while so heavily pregnant, it had been a relatively peaceful day with very few willing to approach you or bother the two of you. Though you had been left relatively undisturbed, you knew that there were still plenty of people who would happily interrupt to talk to you or to the famous Harpy that the world seemed to adore.
As you regarded the strawberry sitting in the open palms of the Harpy, you were completely unaware of your protector that hid in the shadows, ensuring that neither you nor Neige were harmed. Rook sat perched atop a nearby building, bow in hand as he watched the many faces of the crowds glance towards you and Neige. Not a single thing or person would be allowed to interrupt your lovely day out with Neige.
"Aww, I love it!"
"Here, let's buy a few and snack on them somewhere shaded and quiet, okay? That way you can get off of your feet and relax for a bit."
"Sure!"
The Harpy happily gathered up an assortment of fruits, ensuring to get that little heart-shaped strawberry for you. When he went to pay, he was surprised to see the stall owner refused to take payment from him.
"No charge, dear. You and your beloved have a lovely little picknick, okay?"
"Wow, thanks!"
As the two of you walked to a shaded spot together, Neige was keen to feed you fruit, happy to see your smile light up your face with every nibble. For the most part, your cravings had been fairly tame and revolved around fruits and seeds. Naturally, Neige was always quick to get you whatever it was that you wanted and he was just as quick to feed the morsels to you.
It was soothing in ways the Harpy couldn't describe to see you smile and accept the food from him, knowing that he was the one keeping you happy with all he could provide. Perhaps it was his instincts that drove him to do everything he could to make you smile, perhaps it was because he just liked knowing that he had taken care of you. Regardless of what it truly was that drove the Mourning Dove to feed you, the two of you at least got along well.
"Next time, can we get more grapes?"
"Sure! I can even go get them for you right now!"
~+~
(*extra tw for hunting/cleaning wild game + blood, French)
Rook:
There was the heavy scent of copper in the air as you approached the large figure of your beloved and loyal Drider carving away with his tools. He had managed to bring home a fairly large Boar and was now cleaning the meat so it could be cooked later. Rook always ensured that you had as much food as you wished, especially while you were so round with his young.
"Is it ready yet?"
"Non, mon Cœur, not yet. It will be ready soon, though."
"Oh..."
Rook almost swooned when he saw your sweet face fall in disappointment, one of his long and fuzzy legs gently lifting your chin to look at him. He couldn't help but think you were absolutely precious regardless of what expression you made whenever you spoke to him, but even more so when you pouted. Your soft lips just waiting to be embraced and soothed by his own.
"Se détendre, Amour. I need to ensure the meat is clean for you to eat it. It won't be long, je vous promets."
"... Are you sure?"
"I am certain."
You continued to watch as Rook turned back to the kill, cleaning and skinning the meat with the practiced precision of a career hunter. Something about the way the meat itself seemed so fresh and raw pulled at your brain and begged you to take a bite of that still warm feast in front of you.
Rook almost laughed when he saw your hand reaching out as if to grab a piece of the meat you were so transfixed by. With one leg he gently stopped you, keeping you just out of reach even as you whined at him and tried to reach for the promised prize. He couldn't really blame you either, the young were likely hungry and driving you to seek out the freshest food you could find.
"It is not ready yet, (Y/N)."
"But... but can't i just have a little piece?"
"It is not good for you to eat meat raw, you know this."
"I know, I just... it smells so good!"
"That would likely be our little Driderlings talking. They have been so eager these past few days, it must be quite difficult for you to have to restrain yourself."
You continued to look up at him with begging eyes, trying to squeeze as close as your stomach would allow you to see if you could swipe a piece. Ever the patient partner, Rook gently kept you just out of reach from your goal. He was neither frustrated nor restraining you from what you wanted, just keeping you far enough that you couldn't take the raw meat. Despite how indulgent of a lover he was, he was not keen for you to make yourself sick by consuming food your stomach couldn't actually handle.
"Is it ready now?"
"It will be soon, my Dearest. Once it is ready we can both cook up a delicious meal."
~+~
Epel:
"... Can we have something different tonight?"
Epel held back a wince when your unhappy voice sounded out, seeing the plant Nymph once again preparing a quick meal of cloud apples for you. Of course he would choose apples, the two of you were literally in an apple orchard.
"What did you have in mind, (Y/n)? I think there's a few things on hand that we could have. If not, we could go see what the other orchards are harvesting if ya want other fruit."
You frowned somewhat, knowing it would be best for you to try and appease whatever cravings you were having in the moment. Though Plant Nymphs produced seed cores for offspring, they were still developing in your body and you felt compelled to seek out sustenance. Much to your surprise, you were actually feeling a greater craving for meat than you had prior and it was confusing you to some extent.
"Actually, is there any meat?"
"Meat? What kind of meat?'
"I don't know... Ribs or something? I'm just feeling like a need a lot of carbs right now... Maybe I could make a soup or something? Something hearty and meaty..."
Epel wasn't particularly surprised by your craving. Despite most believing that plant nymphs wanted only water or plant matter, that vast majority of the Nymphs were omnivorous and would frequently seek out the higher calorie options such as meats and bones. Even Epel himself preferred meats over fruits, despite his love for apples.
"We can do that, sure! I'm sure Granny has somethin' and if she doesn't, we can always get some meat for ya somewhere!"
"Great! I can have those apples right now so I don't get more hungry while waiting for the meat to cook! Oh, and could we get some honey too?"
"I don't see why not. We could even have some fresh honeycomb if you really wanted."
This made you smile as Epel chuckled, happy to be able to provide for you and make you so excited for your next meal. You were quite pleased to go along with Epel while he led you back to the main Apple tree where his home was. Granny was probably cooking up one of your recipes at that very moment.
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(*Use of Hindi nickname: meri jaan (my life))
Kalim:
"Here, (Y/n), have a date!"
The Genie happily pushed the fruit towards you, grinning excitedly when you accepted it and popped it into your mouth. It always seemed like any time you had the inkling of a craving, Kalim had the food readily available for you. His unusually helpful behavior was somewhat suspicious to you, as he seemed to know what you were craving well before you actually realized you even had a craving.
"Hey, Kalim?"
"Yes, meri jaan?"
"How do you always know what I'm craving before I do?"
Kalim smiled as he floated over your back, winding his ethereal tail around your midsection as he rest his chin on your shoulders. He gently picked up your hands and placed them with your palm flat against your stomach, his own hands laying over them. From within you, you felt the growing Genie babe stir with life, feeling like there was a feather trailing along the inside of your stomach.
"Because, our little Malik sings to me with his magic."
"He sings to- wait, Malik?"
Kalim nodded excitedly, the red gems adorning him clinking together with his movement. His golden bangles and cuffs glittering and sending a lovely red sparkle of light across your stomach, as he hummed happily.
"Do you like it? I just feel like that should be his name, you know? If you don't like it, we can change-"
You kissed his cheek quieting him as his eyes went wide with surprise. He always seemed like a deer in headlights when you kissed him but soon a love filled smile bloomed across his face just as fast. He seemed to be glowing with a golden light much more than usual, sending a lovely display of glittering light all around the both of you. His intense aura always felt like a the cooling sensation of water on an unforgivingly hot day.
"I love it."
"I love you. The both of you."
As he held you soothingly in his arms another glow seemed to catch your attention. It started faint, but quickly grew to wrap around your stomach and soon overcame Kalim's aura. Instead of gold, a shimmering borealis of color and light flickered to life. The display was dazzling and sudden, flicking out of view just as quickly as it had arrived.
"I think he heard us. Didn't you, Malik~?"
Another sensation of movement inside of you made you realize the infant was actually responding to Kalim.
"When you say he sings to you... how does he do that?"
"With his Magic. Genie's use their magic like another sense and stomach since we have to feed off of residual magic. We can communicate with it too. It's neat, right? Malik is special though. He sings with his Magic. It's hard to explain, but it makes me so happy to hear it... He's going to have the best life, I can just tell!"
"I know he will."
There was a moment of peaceful silence between the two of you before Kalim seemed to perk up, chuckling to himself.
"Some of Jamil's curry coming right up!"
~+~
Jamil:
"Are you sure this much spice is safe for Humans, (Y/n)?"
"Absolutely! Now add some more!"
Jamil let out a bemused hum as you sat comfortably seated on the counter away from the hot stove he was using to cook. You were leaning back onto Jamil's long tail, a section of it curled up behind you to support you back. Beneath your legs another part of his tail rose to elevate your feet so you were reclining comfortably.
Despite your insistence, the Naga was hesitant to add more spice to your meal. He wasn't keen to harm the soft shelled eggs still forming inside of your body with something more suited to his palette. Still, he decided to add just a small amount more to please you, making it look as if he added a lot more than he did. This placated you and left you smiling happily to yourself as you relaxed in the scaled coils.
Where you had been positioned was warm from the rays of the setting sun, leaving you feeling comfortable and content. You had been far colder than usual recently, so you wanted to have something spicy to help warm you up. Something about the heat of the dish seemed to entice you more than any other. The warmth of the sun wasn't too bad either, letting you lay with your stomach exposed to the golden rays of light.
"How have you been feeling, (Y/n)? I trust you will tell me if anything felt off or uncomfortable."
"Of course I will. I've actually been feeling a little cold recently."
"Cold?"
"Yeah, like I need a heat-lamp or something, like a Lizard."
"... Or a Naga."
"Hm?"
"Nothing. Never mind me, we can get you warmer clothes and we can use those heated blankets of yours to keep you comfortable."
You nodded, cuddling into the coils embracing you as you nuzzled into the scales. Jamil smiles at this, getting this genuinely affectionate look as he continued cooking. The delicious smells and relaxing environment had you dozing off, one hand resting on your stomach as you went limp in the Naga's coils.
No one was going to bother you while you rested, Jamil would make sure of it.
~~~~
(*extra: nickname- Angelfish)
Azul:
"Careful, Angelfish, you don't have to rush."
You chuckled as you glanced back at Azul, feeling him grip your elbows and help you into a seated position on the chair despite the fact you could have easily done it yourself.
"Azul, I promise you, I'm fine."
"I know you are. I simply... well you know how I worry about you. I can't help it. There's so much to worry about."
His face darkened for a moment as you watched him, slowly lifting your hand to cup his cheek. It took only a second before he was leaning into your touch, practically cuddling into you as he shivered.
"Look at me, Handsome."
Azul flushed a pretty blue against his purple cheeks, cradling your hand with his own. His hair was starting to get long as it seemed to flow onto his shoulders and tickled your arm while he basked in the gentleness of your touch. His pale eyes glinted in the low light of the room as he stared at you, awaiting your next move.
"I'm okay. I know you are just concerned and I appreciate it, Azul. You mean the world to me, you silly cephalopod. Now, if you'll excuse me, we," you gestured to your stomach, "are starving."
"Right!"
The Octopus quickly moved to push your chair in for you so you could eat at the table, relaxing with the large plate of fried chicken. Azul had been eager to show you he could do it and you were eager to let him cook for you. He had improved his cooking skills under your tutelage and had been so eager to cook you whatever you were craving at the time.
He smiled as you dug in and it was- admittedly- well cooked. The seasoning was decent and the skin was crisp. You were clearly pleased as you snacked on the offering as the persistent craving was once again sated. For all of the odd food you had craved during your time carrying Azul's eggs, fried chicken has been the most persistent and reoccurring.
"I hope they are to your liking."
"I don't know why it is always fried chicken. Honestly, it's like there is so much they could possibly want and fried chicken is the answer every time."
Azul chuckled at this moving to sit across from you with a happy smile on his lips. He could only hope they continued to enjoy the meal once they hatched as it was the one he was becoming increasingly confident in making. He certainly didn't mind partaking every now and again when he really desired it, but he knew better than to try to eat it in front of you while you caried his eggs. Though he was currently adept at navigating the emotional landmines of your hormones, he had made enough mistakes to learn how to avoid them.
"Perhaps I will be a master of it by then and we can all enjoy some together."
~+~
Jade:
"Oya, (Y/n), I thought you were already in bed?"
You glanced over your shoulder at Jade guiltily, barely hiding the sauteed mushrooms behind your back. Jade smiled knowingly at you, moving past you to grab out various ingredients, beginning to make what looked like a mushroom pasta dish using the mushrooms you had cooked up. It was certainly much more appealing to you than the simple mushrooms that you had made.
Despite how late at night it was, Jade didn't seem tired in the slightest. In fact, his scales glowed a beautiful light teal color in the limited lights of the kitchen that transfixed you while he moved around in the darkness with confidence. Occasionally, you saw when his golden eye would peek at you from the darkness, checking in on you as you leaned against the counter top and watched him cook for you.
Jade had been such a quick study when it came to the culinary arts, you were almost surprised at how quickly he picked up the craft. cooking any dish was almost instinctual to the Eel that thrived on your attention and on impressing you. Everything he did was solely for your benefit.
After all, you were carrying his eggs.
"Thank you for cooking for me, Jade. I didn't have the energy to make something big..."
"Of course, my Pearl. How could I ignore you at a time like this? You are using your body for my benefit and for our eggs, it would only be fitting I cook for you. Allow me to set you on the counter, Beloved. I'm sure your feet simply ache standing there."
He easily lifted you, careful of your stomach as he placed you on the countertop. When you relaxed onto the surface he smiled and returned to cooking.
"You can always find me or let me know when you are craving something, (Y/n). Your comfort is important to me."
~+~
Floyd:
"Shrimpy, look what I got for you~!"
Floyd grinned widely as he showed off that impressive array of razor sharp teeth towards you. Still wriggling in his hands was a Mahimahi fish. Something about the flopping creature registered to your mind as a joke on Floyd's part. Having been years yet the hate that he held for the despised Merfolk that once tormented you still burned strong in his chest. Every chance Floyd had to bring you a Mahimahi, he took.
Of course, this was all beyond the fact that you were in a secluded beach house relaxing and Floyd had just swam out to sea to get the fish itself. Even as you stared incredulously at the Eel Merman, your stomach growled impatiently. That sound was all Floyd needed as confirmation that you wanted the fish.
"Floyd, don't tell me that you went and got it just to make it for me."
"Of course I did! I was actually just gonna come back and give you a big squeeze when it swam out in front of me. Too bad for the little fishy that I caught it instead~!"
He happily sauntered off with the still flopping fish in his hand, like going to find Jade so he could bother his twin to cook the fish for you. Where Jade would happily tell Floyd to get lost, he would always set aside time to do something nice for you. It didn't really matter if you told Floyd to put the fish back, he would probably still find a way to make it into a meal for you.
Even as you relaxed and a slow gentle breeze swept across your skin soothingly, you knew the Eel was going to be lurking nearby at any point. That's just how Moray Eels worked. They were ambush predators, after all.
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*extra: nickname- Mousey
Leona:
"Goodness sake's, Mousey, should I tell the Lionesses to get the whole Savana for you too?"
You hummed, barely looking up from the feast in front of you. Despite Leona's complaint, he was quite fortunate the female guards of the Palace were so fond of you. Certainly, one would be struggling to find any Nemean Lion that genuinely disliked you or the wonderful presence you had while you were among them. If they knew you were the one who wanted the food, they would happily go and retrieve it for you.
"If you wouldn't mind. I do want to know what Zebra tastes like. Oh! And Crocodile too!"
"... You can't be serious?"
You were absolutely serious. If you were going to have an entire elite group of huntresses willing to get you your cravings, you were going to satisfy every craving. It never seemed to be a matter of wanting fruit or vegetables. Almost every craving you had been struck by had been for some kind of meat, from antelope to buffalo, you wanted whatever kind of meat you could possibly get your hands on.
"Dead serious."
"I never knew you were such a carnivore, Mousey."
"I'm literally eating for three right now, and two of them are Lions. I don't think it is all that strange that I want meat."
Leona laughed at this, settling down next to you while you feasted. He knew better than to try to take your meal, having already crossed that boundary and learned you were not one to be trifled with when it came to your cravings. It was better for everyone's sanity that you were allowed to snack and dine as you desired.
Even though Leona complained about the interest that the Lionesses took in you, he had to admit that their presence was a blessing. You were always looked after and protected. You were always fed. Most importantly, there were countless of Doulas and Midwives around you that it was almost a guarantee you would be in good hands no matter when the cubs decided to come out.
"Well, you keep eating up. I want those cubs to be able to beat up Cheka when they're born."
"Leona!"
~+~
Ruggie:
"You touch this cake I bite you."
Your voice was no louder than a whisper but it still sent chills down the Gnolls spine. The way your eyes glinted with light managed to strike genuine fear into Ruggie's heart. It wasn't as if he was unaccustomed to having someone growl at him over food, he just wasn't used to you growling at him over food.
Ever since your stomach rounded up to a nice and obvious bump, you had been territorial over any scrap of food you could get your hands on. So long as it wasn't rotten, you were craving it the moment you saw it. Something about the way you reacted to Ruggie over the meal that you had in front of you reminded him of himself back when he didn't eat very often. He had to fight for every scrap he could get.
His only hope was that it wouldn't be the same for his cub.
Of course, it wasn't like he was ever going to let either of you go hungry if he could help it, but he did have his worries. It was only natural for someone who did not have a lot of food growing up to always be concerned about food security. Still, that didn't mean he wasn't envious of the sweet you had.
"I know, I know. Claws off the cake. I'm not that bad, (Y/n)."
"Yes, you are."
Ruggie began cackling somewhat at this, his lips pulled back in a toothy chuckle at your direct accusation. It's wasn't untrue by any means and he did find it rather humorous you knew him so well. If you weren't his beloved and weren't heavily pregnant with his cub, he would absolutely attempt to take your sweet treat.
"I know, I know. I'm downright awful when it comes to food, but you knew that already. Sides, I've been eating good ever since I managed to meet you, right?"
You actually laughed at this, knowing there was a fair bit of truth to the statement. It was hard to argue with facts and since Ruggie seemed so happy about it, why not let him have this little victory?
Even while the two of you joked and laughed about the situation, Ruggie did hold true to his word to not take your cake from you, no matter how much his stomach rumbled.
~+~
Jack:
"-and there is more in the fridge. When I come back from my trip to the market, I'll make sure to bring some extra snacks so you don't have to wait for something to cook."
Jack continued to chatter on despite the amount of food that you already head available to you. Anything Jack could bring down himself he had brought back to you like a hunting dog trying to impress the hunter. Any time you praised him for another random morsel brought back to you, his tail would wag at incredible speeds and he would tap his paws excitedly on the ground.
Not once in his many trips away to catch or find something for you to eat had Jack stopped to realize that you had plenty of food available to you. Still, it was clearly important to the Werewolf to find you food that he could give to you, needing to show that he was an attentive mate to your needs. Even on the rare and few between times you would get cravings Jack was eager to run off and retrieve whatever he could get for you in that moment.
Your stomach did make it harder for you to move around, so Jack ensured to do whatever he could to make your life easier. He had even tried his hand at cooking but quickly had to give up on that when he almost singed his fur off in the attempt. Beyond that, the Werewolf had been an efficient provider for you in your time of need.
"Jack."
"- but I need to make sure to get some fruit for you too, can't have you just eating meat-"
"Jack."
"-and make sure to tell me when you are wanting something in particular, but I can always make another trip back-"
"Jack, sit!"
The Werewolf went silent as he suddenly sat where he had been standing, staring at you in surprise. You didn't often have to order the Werewolf to do anything, but he always ensured to do as you asked regardless of what he was doing moments prior.
"I think I have enough snacks for now, Jack. We barely have enough room to put all of this food already."
"Right," Jack huffed out a nervous cough, "right.... we already have enough. We don't need more."
"Right."
"Right... but if I could just grab some fresh fruit-"
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Riddle:
"... And you are certain this is what you wanted?"
"Why are you asking it like that?"
Riddle's heart sank as he saw you begin to tear up, your lip wobbling in distress as you stare at the Unicorn in front of you. He had been trying so hard to go just one day without upsetting you or making you cry and he had been failing rather spectacularly at that task. Something about your mix of hormones and sore body left you in rather sensitive state at almost all hours and Riddle was trying his best to not displease you.
His most recent attempt to keep your spirits up involved a rather large amount of honey and grain filled breads. Trey had been nice enough to bake several loaves and Riddle was considering getting you more due to the speed that you had consumed the bread that was provided to you. From putting fruits on it, to cuts of meat, all the way to your current fancy of honey.
Despite all he had done to ensure that your cravings were satisfied, you were still incredibly sensitive when it came to the topic of food or to Riddle's tone. Any time he questioned your motives or desires, it was usually met with a tearful response. Riddle would scramble to make it up to you just to get you to calm down and the cycle would repeat again.
"I just mean to ask if this is al you want on it. I know you like fruits on this bread too, so I thought it would pair well with the honey and the tea I made for you."
"Oh... I guess some fruits would be yummy on top, sure."
He breathed a sigh of relief as your tears seemed to dry up, quickly accepting his suggestion instead of dwelling on the sorrowful feeling that had been building up inside of you. You were just looking forward to finally having something to satisfy your ever growing sweet tooth. It seemed the growing life inside of you took after Riddle quite a bit with how many sweets you craved at any given time.
"Here, let me go get some for you. Are strawberries okay?"
"Sure!"
~+~
Trey:
"It's all gone!"
You were sobbing heavily into the side of the unsettled Kelpie who tried to keep the hot tray he was carrying from burning you. Even as you pressed your face into his side, he could understand your cried words as you whimpered and hiccupped into his white coat. Your gentle whimpers unsettled the soft spoken man as he adjusted the tray to hold in one hand, the other coming down to rest on your back.
"What's all gone?"
"The bread!"
"The bread I made for you this morning?"
"Yes..! It's gone!"
Trey furrowed his brows, wondering where it could have gone to. He had made you a whole loaf of bread loaded with grains- your most recent and intense craving other than meat- and it was a fairly decent sized loaf as well. It made no sense that the bread was just gone.
"What do you mean it's gone? Did someone take it?"
"No! I ate it... all of it... now it's gone!"
Trey had to stop himself from laughing in a good humored way, knowing that you were more susceptible to your emotions and to any perceived loss that befell you. Even something as simple as not having more bread to snack on upset your delicate heart. He absolutely could not let you know he was chuckling though, as it would only serve to upset you further.
"Here, I was going to save these for tomorrow, but I figure you can have some now. They may not be that exact kind of bread, but they are rather delicious tarts."
You looked up, seeing him lower the tray of sweets for you to take your pick of the sweet treats that he had just made. It was one of your favorite luxuries when it came to being with Trey. The fresh deserts always seemed to taste even better when used to soothe away your tears. Even your ever swelling stomach seemed to agree with the sentiment, your emotions settling quickly while you enjoyed the flavorful baking.
"Thanks, Trey."
"Anything for you, my Sweet."
~+~
Cater:
"Thanks for sharing, Cater."
You sat across from the Water Nymph, helping yourself to his plate as he just smiled at you patiently. Despite the fact that you had your own plate of food, you suddenly seemed to want his, so he figured he could just have your meal instead. It seemed to be an increasingly common trend whenever Cater had something savory to eat or even snack on.
It seemed that savory need for salt and a bit more substantial food was a rather common craving for you. It even went beyond comforting things like sweets where you had switched out the sugary confectionary items for salted foods and heartier flavors. Despite how Cater wanted to believe it was because of his own aversion to sweets, he also knew it was more than likely a result of the Cores growing within you.
With your savory cravings, you had been drinking an ever increasing amount of water at almost all hours of the day. You would even go to sleep with water by your bedside and make Cater go get more water for you whenever you stirred in the night. He was happy to do it for you, of course, you were letting his offspring grow inside of you and just supplying them with the water they needed to form properly.
"Of course! What's mine is yours. You know that."
"I know, I still appreciate it."
"And I appreciate you, (Y/n). Just let me know when you want more food or water. I'm happy to go get it for you."
"Well... now that you mention it..."
Cater chuckled at this, noticing your cup was empty as you drank down yet another glass of the clear liquid.
"Let me get that for you."
~+~
Ace and Deuce:
"Do you think we should stop her?"
"You can try. I'm not going to be the one who makes her cry."
"... I'm sure it's fine."
The Faun and Satyr pair stood watching you as you ripped apart another head of lettuce, breaking off leaves at a time and snacking on them while you paced around absently. Despite how the pair had believed that you would want to be off of your feet, they figured that questioning you wouldn't be worth the coin flip reaction between anger or sorrow. Even as you waddled around with your swollen stomach rather apparent, you seemed more than content to continue pacing with your lettuce.
The two had learned early on in your pregnancy to not question your cravings or the amount of food that you decided to eat. The last time Ace had tried to tease you about it was met with such a fierce response from you the Satyr decided it wasn't worth trying again. Deuce had- thankfully- tried to learn from Ace's mistakes, but still managed to upset you with his own well intended questions that only earned him shame and a tearful reaction.
Now the two simply decided they would just not question your motives or what you decided to do for fear of any negative response. Your cravings had been more about quantity than it had about what it was you were eating, but it made sense given the fact that you were heavily pregnant with at least four Kids. Young Satyrs and Fauns were voracious and near impossible to fully satiate when it came to food, so naturally it would be difficult for you to find anything that managed to fill you up.
"Ace?"
"Yes, (Y/n)?"
"Can you go get more carrots? We're out."
"Didn't I just get some-"
Deuce quickly quieted Ace, speaking over him while trying to cover his mouth to keep him from potentially upsetting you. At least he seemed to have his wits about him even as the Satyr glared angrily.
"Ace can absolutely go get you some more carrots! He can even get you some fruits too!"
"That sounds like a great idea, Deuce!"
Once Ace managed to get away from Deuce's grasp he glared at the other Goat with sheer annoyance. He didn't like being told what to do, especially by Deuce and he had half a mind to headbutt the other hoofed male.
"What the hell was that about?"
"Are you trying to make her upset?"
"Of course not!"
"Then just do what she wants you to!"
"Why don't you do it first?"
"Make me!"
You slowly looked over to see the pair of Goats were using their horns to try and push the other into submitting to them, hearing the pair angrily baaing at one another. It seemed like you were going to be treated to a meal and a show.
The whistling and calling for Jack got me! Swear to gods i saw myself calling for my dog and patting the bed to get him to jump up. This may have been my favorite scene yet!!
Jack is good boi, even if he is/can be scary. The Human only saw the Wolves that attacked them before getting to know Jack. Now Jack is trusted doggo and that means he gets whistled for when the Human wants to talk to him.
I can’t remember, but have you already covered the any allergies the different monsters species might have? It could be food allergies or seasonal.
I've only gone in depth about Caffeine and the monster men species, but I would be happy to expand upon some allergies the various monster species have due to species restrictions!
Caffeine Link:
I remember that you said that caffeine works differently on different monsters. What are those effects?
Warnings; different HAE AU species o
Canine species have severe allergies to Chocolate, Caffeine, Grapes, Onions (of all kinds, including shallots as well), cherries, and overly salty foods.
Jack in particular despises the smell of onions and will even cover his sensitive nose so he doesn't have to smell them. Grapes (and raisins) make Jack start dry heaving and will even cause him to become extremely ill if he accidentally ingests one, same with cherries. Jack doesn't like overly salty things and has issues with salt-water as a result. The taste is unappealing and he doesn't like how thirsty salty things make him.
Ruggie does GREAT with caffeine despite how hard he will crash when he has caffeine. Ruggie is also able to consume almost anything without negative effects other than hair and horns. Grapes are not great for Gnolls, but they can still eat them if starving. Ruggie doesn't love the smell of onions and they somewhat upset his stomach, but he can still eat some if he needs to. He would rather not have to eat things he isn't overly fond of, but a starving Gnoll will eat whatever they can find.
Sebek loves caffeine but has a hard crash when he ingests it. It gives him zoomies and he will be hyped until the moment he crashes, to which he will sleep for an extended period of time. Unlike the other canine species, Sebek can withstand salt quiet well due to his Fae-Raiju heritage and doesn't have as extreme of an aversion to salts.
Harpies don't do well with caffeine, as it can make them enter a state of pure panic, though they can still somewhat ingest more caffeine than other species (like werewolves and centaurs). Onions and Garlic are not great for them, as they can cause anemia and even liver failure if ingested in large amounts. They also need to avoid certain fruit seeds, as they contain cyanide and can kill the Harpies in large amounts. Chocolate isn't great for them, nor is dairy or Alcohol, but they can still ingest them in small amounts.
Neige has a particular dislike for apples, having almost choked on one and now avoids apples as a rule of thumb due to his past experience.
Crowley LOVES alcohol, though it isn't great for Harpies. As a Fae Harpy, Crowley has a greater resistance to alcohol and it doesn't affect him as much as it would impact non-Fae Harpies.
Vil has a strong dislike for Fatty foods. He is more partial to sweet foods and nectar due to his Hummingbird heritage, but heavily fatty foods nearly choke Vil when he ingests them and he becomes rather bloated if he ingests too much.
Most feline species share allergens and have similar foods that they avoid when it comes to what they ingest, of course, they all have different levels of how much they can ingest based on age and size. Caffeine isn't great for them, but they can still ingest more than the canine species or Avian species. Onions (as well as leeks, chives, shallots, and garlic) are not great for the feline species and can lead to anemia due to the potential damage onions (and other onion-like plants) can cause on their red blood-cells. Citrus can cause intense gastrointestinal upset in feline species.
Che'nya LOVES caffeine and has built up quite a tolerance to it due to it being so prevalent in the Queendom of Roses. He will often eat coffee beans when he can find them.
Trein loves his tea and will continue to drink it even if the caffeine in it isn't great for him. He also has a fondness for onions, so he will occasionally eat them when he is craving them.
Leona won't eat any vegetables or fruit unless the Human asks him, and he isn't particularly interested in caffeine, so he leans far more into a carnivore only diet.
Jasper likes citrus despite the fact that it sometimes upsets his stomach. He knows his limits, but loves the sharp tang of citrus fruits.
Grim is immune to most ailments caused by food. He can ingest all foods most feline species cannot and can even ingest rocks and tree-bark to fill up his stomach. If he had a choice, he would rather a meat heavy diet that includes large amounts of fish.
Most of the Ungulate species (excepting Kelpies) are unable to eat large amounts of meat. It doesn't process well in their stomachs and can result in bloat as well as death if too much is consumed. They can eat meat in smaller amounts, but large amounts of meat does not do well for the ungulate species. Fruits with pits are also not great for the Ungulate species, as many of the pits in fruit contain toxins they cannot digest.
Alistair doesn't like heavy meats, more partial to lighter meats like chicken when he does choose to partake. He also is fond of white-fish because they are not too heavy on his stomach.
Riddle is partial to Caffeine in small doses, such as teas, but he does not like coffee as it is too strong for him. He also is more leaning towards white-fish and white-meats over red-meat.
Ace and Deuce can eat almost anything, but Garlic and Onions can cause gastrointestinal upset and can even result in illness. Ace is well known for eating EVERYTHING, so he has to visit Crewel quite often to have his stomach pumped because he ate something he wasn't supposed to. Deuce is better about avoiding foods that are bad for him, but he does love to consume eggs on the regular and will occasionally get Salmonella from eating raw eggs.
Silver does not like meats of any kind. He can eat meats, but he is far more on the scale of herbivore than others and will avoid eating meats if he can. He is more partial to fruits and veggies, even to tree-bark in a pinch. He will eat meat if offered by Malleus, The Human, or Lilia, but he is not overly fond of meats.
Vargas has a much more omnivorous diet compared to the other ungulates and will eat meats if offered. He has an extreme sensitivity to corn and will avoid it as it doesn't digest well in his stomach compared to other vegetables.
Nymphs vary in foods that they can and cannot consume. Most foods are safe for Nymphs to eat depending on their various elements. There is no one item that is considered deadly among all nymphs as the elements they are changes what is overly safe for them to consume.
Fire Nymphs are unable to consume anything too juicy or full of liquid. Grapes are the juiciest thing that a fire Nymph can consume. Too much liquid and the Fire Nymph risks harming their cores and potentially smothering their cores. Drier foods and salt cured foods are better for Flame Nymphs. Wood is also an acceptable food that they can consume as it is more fuel for their fires. Rollo is particularly fond of grapes.
Water Nymphs can consume things that are not too drying, so they tend to avoid dried or cured foods. Juicy foods such as watermelon, Oranges, and other liquid filled foods are best for water Nymphs. Cater in particular is a fresh-water Lake Nymph, so he doesn't do well with salts, but salt-water Nymphs are able to endure large amounts of salt in their diets and in their water.
Plant Nymphs are fairly capable of consuming most things, from rotting food, to plants that are heavy in cyanide, there is little that cannot be consumed by a plant nymph. Pure toxins and pesticides can cause damage to them which can impact what they can consume, but is not that large of a risk for them.
Air Nymphs are more partial to lighter foods, less meats and dense meals. There is not much an Air Nymph cannot consume, but they are often able to consume most foods around them. Kida in particular is more fond of plants such as mint, peppermint, and other herbs. He is not overly fond of meat.
Genies are technically Magic Nymphs and they do not need to eat any foods to sustain themselves as they subsist off of residual magic other species let off. Kalim has a fondness for eating and drinking anything he can, as he simply enjoys the sensation and act of eating.
Most Merfolk have varying foods that they can consume, primarily piscivores and frequently eat other fish given where they live. Most can eat foods that can be found in the ocean and will prefer those foods over what can be found on land. Many merfolk have sensitivities towards red-meats but it also depends on the species as well. Caffeine isn't always great for them to consume, but they still enjoy the foods that they have.
Jade and Floyd are able to eat red-meats easier than many other Merfolk as they have adjusted to life on land well. Jade is overly fond of mushrooms which most Merfolk cannot stand, making him unusual among Merfolk like himself. Floyd is primarily a carnivore and will go out of his way to try different meats over vegetables or fruits that he finds.
Azul is a caffeine FIEND and will go out of his way to find caffeine to consume, be it teas or coffee. Azul is not overly fond of red-meats and is more partial to poultry than he is to the red-meats Floyd drags back to Octavinelle with him.
Driders cannot STAND peppermint, garlic, lavender, and citrus. The scents often drive them away and can cause gastrointestinal issues if consumed or put into their meals. Most Driders are carnivore and insectivores.
Rook will tolerate small doses of Lavender, Citrus, and Peppermint as Vil is partial to these smells, but in large amounts they will make him physically ill if he is around them. Garlic is akin to poison to Rook and he will do all he can to avoid garlic or garlicy foods that he is presented with. He will willingly consume garlic if it was put into a meal by the Human despite the fact it will make him violently ill. He will continue to eat this garlic infused food so long as it is the Human who offers it to him. He finds nothing more beautiful than consuming the food that was made for him even if it is heavily laced with poison. He is a simp first and foremost.
Bat Fae- and even regular Bat species- are not big into eating fatty meats, but otherwise do not have many foods that they cannot consume. Vampire Bats in particular just need to ensure that they consume blood from other species so they can obtain certain vitamins that their bodies cannot synthesize from the other foods they consume.
Lilia in particular is picky based on texture and less on the contents of their foods. Fluffy foods (like marshmallows) are detestable to Lilia, where he prefers more chewy foods over flaky or intensely squishy foods. Lilia is more fond of foods that are red in coloration as they remind him of blood. He is also very big into caffeine and alcohols as they soothe him and almost pacify him when he consumes them.
Dragons do not have any particular food sensitivities. Preference for foods is based off of the personal tastes of the Dragon themselves.
Malleus likes cold and sweet treats. Frozen fruits, frozen drinks, things of that nature. He is less partial to large meals as he rarely has anyone to actually share those meals with. This is- in part- why he adores what the Human cooks because it draws in others so he is able to have meals with a group instead of by himself like he is often relegated to doing.
Teumessian Foxes do not do well with caffeine, chocolate, or Grapes/raisins. Caffeine can easily overwork their hearts and make them collapse if they ingest too much. They also struggle to digest chocolate as their bodies cannot properly process chocolates. Most Teumessian Foxes are omnivores, leaning closer to carnivores.
Robin has a particular preference for lean meats; rabbit, poultry, fish. Robin will partake in caffeine if available, but he walks a fine line between consuming too much and consuming a safe amount.
Shinigami don't need to eat as much or as often as most of the other species. A lot of Shinigami don't really eat foods beyond the sparse and dry foods that can be found in Tartarus. The Shrouds are unique in that most of them have adjusted to a calorie heavy diet due to the abundant food that can be found in Twisted Wonderland. Naturally, most Shinigami do not have this privilege as they live almost exclusively in Tartarus.
Idia likes snacky food but rarely finishes any meals he has. He will pick at his food and eat what he is given, but he leans more towards liquids and fruit juices over heavy meals.
Ortho has a few more sensitivities than other Shinigami due to the many injuries he sustained while being mauled by his Feral ancestor. Smaller foods, steamed veggies, and lighter meats are better for Ortho as they don't bloat his stomach or put pressure against his damaged organs. He has an artificial lung, half of his small intestine is artificial, and his stomach is smaller due to losing a portion of it during the attack. He has more frequent meals than his brother, but they are lesser in size so his body can properly digest the foods he eats.
oop that was a interesting dialog of werewolves love it ❤️ but i do have a question does this apply to ruggie as well or is there a different system same for leona and the other species?
It only applies to Jack.
Ruggie is a Gnoll and has a completely different hierarchy. Gnolls are a matriarchal society where even the highest ranking male is lower than the lowest ranking female. The Human is automatically above Ruggie in Gnoll society.
Leona goes by the social structure of a pride of Lions. He may be current leader of his pride, but his position is precarious as it is the lionesses that do most of the work for the pride as well as decide who stays and who is banished from the pride. Leona is leader in name and leader of the males he presides over, not the Human.
Warnings: Yandere, yandere behavior, yandere relationship, pregnancy warning, afab reader (though I will keep pronouns they/them), large mention of poly relationships with the fellas (many mention poly relationships), by selecting 'view more' you consent to view content and are of age to view content, some have oviposition based on the species, mainly ficlets, any appearances made by Grim is solely platonic, some graceful responses, some not so graceful responses, all positive responses, mostly fluff minus some teasing and confusion, not all take place at the same time, various 'relationship routes', mostly poly relationships, various poly group dynamics
Note: the ages next to their names are their ages in the current time in the HAE, not the ages they become fathers
Golden Sands
Kalim Al-Asim (45)
"(Y/n), my golden sand flower, where are you?"
Kalim called as he returned from a quick flight on his carpet. Sure, he could have easily taken one of the many cars available to him, but there was something special about taking the carpet that he just couldn't replace. It was natural for his large home to be bustling with activity, but this was far more than usual and it threw Kalim off guard.
Of course, when he didn't immediately see his soft little Human mate or Jamil coming to greet him he was on guard. Usually one or the other would greet him and scold him for his daring stunts with the carpet or for running off without anyone to keep an eye on him. The fact that none of the staff even gave him a secondary look had him making a quick beeline for his beloved's room, not liking how everyone seemed to be in a buzz over something.
As he entered the large chamber, he couldn't help but call out in relief when he saw the soft Human laying back atop the scales of the Naga. Said Naga was massaging their shoulders as they leaned back into the Naga's touch. The way the Human lay- with Jamil's coils gently wound around their soft stomach- interested Kalim enough to make him pause for a moment.
As unaware as the Genie is of things around him, he could actually pay attention and notice when there was something different, and there was certainly something different.
"Kalim," Jamil's prompting tone snapped the Genie out of his stupor, "come here, (Y/n) has news for you."
Kalim was quick to join the Human and the Naga, climbing into the nest of coils and pillows, not noticing the way the Naga glared at him angrily any time the Genie stepped on his coils. Kalim was quick to cuddle into his beloved (Y/n)'s side, smiling up at them and chuckling as they ruffled his white hair.
"Kalim, you know how we have been talking about the Al-Asim family and how you need an heir?"
"Yeah! My baba says I need to 'put down roots and start a family with that exotic Human'! He has been on my back about having a child since I started at NRC."
"Well, I guess he can leave you alone about it now."
"Oh? Why's that?"
Jamil sighed loudly and shook his head at the forgetful and idiot Genie that the Human had somehow also fallen in love with. If only he could have split (Y/n) from that smiling fool and kept them for himself, but there was no turning back time now. Apparently some people found the lack of braincells attractive.
"... Because I'm pregnant."
"Oh, (Y/n) that sounds great! I-"
The golden Genie paused for a moment, his red eyes wide in surprise as the words actually clicked in his brain. He stared at the Human's warm stomach again and slowly reached out a hand, lowering himself down to their stomach.
"I'm gonna be a father... I'M GONNA BE A DAD! JAMIL, I'M GONNA BE A-!"
"STOP YELLING! We are both right here, you don't need to yell!"
Jamil's scolding fell on deaf ears as the Genie was bouncing around excitedly and not listening to what the Naga was saying. He was too busy leaping around and cheering loudly for all to hear. There was no question that Kalim was overjoyed.
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Jamil Viper (36)
"Hey, Jamil, can I talk to you really quickly?"
The Naga smiled gently as he glanced up at the soft Human standing in the doorway. He had been preparing dinner for his beloved mate and the idiot he had no choice but to keep around. Still, he always had time for his beloved, even if he didn't have time for the Genie that hovered around him obnoxiously.
"Of course, my precious Boa, what do you need?"
He was quick to wind his tail under the soft Human, propping them up and making a kind of chair out of his coils for them. They smiled and rubbed their cheek against his smooth scales, only making him smile in return. If only he didn't need to share with that foolish Genie, but (Y/n) was worth it to him.
"I have exciting news for you, and something that might make you angry."
"Did Kalim take you flying on the magic carpet again, despite me telling him how dangerous it is if you fall?'
"... Maybe."
"He-!"
"Before you get mad, here's something that will make you happy."
Jamil crossed his arms, still frowning in frustration but willing to wait and listen to what his beloved needed to say. They gently picked up one of his hands and rest it over their stomach, noticing how Jamil used his secondary eye-lid to blink instead of his typical eye-lids.
"The Doctors confirmed it, I have seven healthy eggs forming their shells!"
This actually made Jamil's expression change, a genuine smile taking over his surprised expression as he hummed happily, his tongue flicking out as he raised their soft body towards him. He could detect the faint change in their hormones and he couldn't help but feel a quick shot of pride in his chest, knowing that the eggs were absolutely his. Thanks to being half-human, his young would never need to know the pain of being in service to another. He may not be free of his shackles to Kalim, but his children would be free of the Al-Asim.
"Have you told Kalim yet?"
"No. I wanted you to be the first to know."
"With our young we can... wait. Does that mean Kalim took you flying on the carpet while you are pregnant!?"
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Wild Cards
Cater Diamond (23)
"This is the third day in a row..."
Cater frowned as he held back the messy tresses of his Human lover. The morning seemed just fine and seemed to be any normal morning, but a sudden bout of sickness had him holding back the hair of his beloved while they whimpered from the force of their sudden illness. Trey was cooking and had tried to give (Y/n) a break after their sudden sickness the prior two mornings.
"Hey, Cater?"
"Yes, my darling?"
"Can you keep a secret from Trey and Riddle for me?"
"... Depends on the secret. You know how Riddle will act if he thinks he was denied need to know information."
The Human sighed, getting up to grab their toothbrush and scrub out their mouth. Cater didn't blame them. Sickness was no fun, especially whatever kind of sickness this was.
"You know how Trey and I went shopping two days ago?"
"Yeah, you had that doctor's appointment and Trey wanted to get some things for the Bakery."
"Well, the doctors told me something interesting during that visit. Apparently I have several interesting gel-like beads in me. They're steadily expanding and seem to react well to water."
This stunned Cater as he almost dropped his phone, his wide eyes reflected in the screen in front of him as he glanced up. Had he heard them properly? Because that sounded an awful lot like Water Nymph Cores.
"How many?"
"The doctor counted at least three, maybe more."
"We... we're gonna have our own Nymphs?"
"Looks like."
Cater was overjoyed, feeling so blessed for his mate and for the potential of little Nymphs of his own. To think, even screw-up Cater Diamond could make Diamonds of his own to love and cherish.
"I can't keep this a secret because I have to annoy the hell out of Riddle for this, you know that, right?"
"Why?"
"Because he swore up and down that you would have his foal before Trey's foal or my cores."
"Tell me you three didn't make a bet-"
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Trey Clover (25)
"Are you feeling any better, love?"
Trey asked gently, glancing back to his back where his Human lover sat, letting the Kelpie carry them back home. They had suddenly gotten faint while they were out shopping at the market and Trey was quick to take his love into the shade. Of course he was happy to wait for them to feel a bit better before he started back for home.
Naturally, Riddle was demanding Trey bring them home immediately the moment he was informed they weren't feeling well, the Unicorn high strung as ever over every little problem. No worry was too much as far as his mate was concerned. Trey agreed with Riddle on that, but he also knew that Riddle tended to make others more stressed, not calm, so he wanted to give them a moment before taking them home to the Unicorn.
"Trey, If I tell you something, will you promise me you won't freak out?"
"... Yes."
It was a boldfaced lie and Trey knew it. He figured there was something on his beloved's mind but didn't want to press the issue despite his own concern. He figured his darling (Y/n) would let him know if there was something bothering them. If it was something big, he couldn't promise he wasn't going to be emotional about it, but he would try to keep himself contained for the sake of his beloved.
"That check up I had the other day... It confirmed I'm pregnant, and judging by the lack of a horn on the embryo, I would wage the foal is yours."
"My-"
Trey cut himself off, looking surprised and elated all at once. Naturally, Trey wanted a good sized family, and he was sure to get that with Cater and Riddle also working on getting their young into the soft Human they shared. Still, he would be lying if it didn't fill him with immense pride to know that he had managed to get a foal into (Y/n) well before Riddle.
"This is wonderful news my love, but you should have told me earlier. I wouldn't have pushed you so hard to come shopping with me, or I would have at least carried you on my back more."
"Where's the fun in that?"
(Y/n) shot back playfully, smiling at the happy Kelpie and leaning forward to give him a gentle kiss. He was quick to return the affectionate act and was excited to gloat tell Riddle about it when the two returned to their home.
"Think we can have a few more before you have Riddle's?"
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Riddle Rosehearts (46)
"Riddle?"
"One moment, love. I have to figure out what this prescription says..."
The Unicorn stood in the kitchen, frowning at the papers in his hand. Of course, (Y/n)'s doctor decided that they were going to hand-write instructions and the penmanship was almost completely illegible. Riddle was besides himself with frustration because it made his daily task of getting his beloved's medication ready nigh impossible. How was he supposed to give the proper dosage if he couldn't tell the difference between an 'E' and a '3' due to the poor writing quality?
"Riddle, it actually somewhat has to do with that medication."
"It's just no use! I would think they would print this on the label and not trust some fool who can't even hold a pen properly to write it out!"
"RIDDLE!"
The Unicorn squealed slightly in surprise, his weight shifting to his back legs as he reared up from the sudden shout. The Human wasn't exactly pleased to raise their voice at the Unicorn, but it did get his attention and make him look over at them instead of the bottle in his hands. Riddle had been prone to startling easily- especially after the complications they had with Trey's Foal- so he was more than a little frazzled with loud noises.
"Riddle, that medication is not for those who are pregnant or nursing. I can't take it anyway."
"(Y/n), the medication is to help you with-"
Riddle cut himself off, tilting his head slightly as his brows furrowed in confusion. Had he heard that properly?
"Wait. 'Pregnant or Nursing'? But I thought they were already weaned a year back-"
"Yes. I am currently pregnant again, Riddle. Why do you think I had Trey take me to the doctor's office yesterday?"
"Is... is it Trey or Cater's again?"
"For the love of- No, you absolute pain in the ass Unicorn. The ultrasound showed the clear blunt horn already formed on the embryo. It's your foal."
This made a sudden and drastic change overcome Riddle as he began smiling excitedly and trotted over, pulling his beloved up and into his arms. Finally! Finally it was Riddle's turn to be a proud father!
Sure, he had been so proud of the several healthy Water Nymphs and twin Kelpie Foals his darling (Y/n) had brought into the world in the past, but to hear it was his young they were now carrying was more gratifying than anything that could have been said to the Unicorn. Now he was gently nickering and resting the side of his horn against their head in an affectionate gesture.
"They'll be beautiful and smart, just like us."
"Of course they will be. I just have to get through this pregnancy first!"
This made the smile quickly fade from Riddle's face as he now realized that- as the father of this foal- the responsibility of caretaking and ensuring all doctors appointments were booked in advance fell on his shoulders.
"Don't worry, (Y/n)! I'll take care of everything for you!"
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The Pride's Pack
Leona Kingscholar (36)
"Oi, Mousey, where did you disappear to?"
The Nemean Lion asked with a clear frown, not keen to be kept out of the loop when it came to his favorite little squeaky toy. Naturally, anything that involved his Mousey was his business, especially when not even Ruggie or Jack knew where the Human had wandered off to. Despite the wild difference in the personalities of the three beast-men, the group was well paired enough that they weren't in constant conflict.
"Your mother took me to see the Kingdom doctor to check up on why I have been so queasy and sore recently. Luckily the doc knew what was wrong and we have a plan set up for the next few months."
"Next few months? Mousey, what the hell is making you so sick you are going to be unwell for months?"
"Oh, I don't know, try two cubs?"
"What are you talking about, the only cub we have is Grim-"
Leona went silent for a moment, his eyes narrowed as he raised a brow at his soft mate suspiciously with his head cocked to one side. Slowly his ears angled back and his tail began to lash as those green eyes continued to stare, locked onto his beloved Human's form. He had quickly figured out what his dearest Mousey was talking about and had to now decide how to respond.
He figured it was going to happen eventually and he wasn't exactly displeased with being the first out of the three mates to actually manage to have cubs with the Human. He already looked after the rather large Hellcat as his own, no reason he couldn't be a good father to his own cubs. There was no possible way his cubs would be half as annoying as Cheka.
"About damn time."
"What?"
"I figured you were going to accept our seed eventually, and I wanted the first to be me. You're mine first and foremost, I only share with that leech Ruggie and Puppers Jack because you asked me to. Good way to show I am the dominant mate out of the group."
"I'm genuinely surprised you want cubs."
"You kidding me? More than half the Kingdom adores you and all of the females have already decided they will follow you if you leave, cubs only makes them like you more. Not too interested in Falena's title, not while I have everything I could possibly want right here. But I don't see why I can't plan for it."
"Leona!"
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Ruggie Bucchi (21)
"You sure you're feeling alright?"
The Gnoll whined gently, lowering his head somewhat to press against the Human's shoulder as he worried over them. Ruggie had the right to be concerned, always the one nearby any time fatigue or sudden odd cravings overtook his darling mate. Seeing as the symptoms had yet to abate even after several weeks and a trip to the Kingdom doctor, he was worried.
"I'm sure Ruggie. Odds are I will continue to feel like this for a bit longer yet. But I have news to share with you, and I need you to relay it back to Grammy Bucchi for me or she will be cross with us both."
"What is it?"
"Ruggie, you know how I got really sick like this before?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you remember why I was getting sick?"
"You were pregnant with Leona's cubs- don't tell me you're having another litter of his!"
The Human laughed gently at this, taking the concerned Gnoll's clawed paw in hand and smiling at him. The warmth of their hands on his paws was soothing and he slowly began rubbing his elongated muzzle against the soft flesh to calm himself. The cubs were already a bit of a nightmare with how much they were like Leona despite barely stringing together a few words and he could not handle another batch.
"No, they're not Leona's. I doubt he would want more cubs with those two. He's so smitten and proud of them already it is ridiculous. No, this one had a more... unique profile. The doctors are certain from their voracious appetite that they are a Gnoll Cub."
"Wait," Ruggie's body had gone stiff as he cocked his head to one side, "you're telling me... that I'm gonna have Cubs? You're not joking, right? We're really gonna have cubs?"
Before the Human could respond beyond a quick nod, the Gnoll was cackling loudly and leaping in place. He was clearly excited to have his own cubs and apprentices in all ways to make money. Not only that, but Grammy should be thrilled to hear of the next younglings to be brought into the Cackle. Who knows, Perhaps one of these cubs will be a female and will be next to lead the Cackle.
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Jack Howl (18)
"I swear, it was the same smell as before with Leona and Ruggie's!"
Jack continued to insist, swearing up and down that the Human's scent had changed in a way he could somehow detect. Naturally, this meant both the Werewolf and the Human were sitting waiting for the final determination from the Kingdom Doctor. She was quite amused and was willing to entertain Jack's concerned insistence that the Human gets checked over due to this new scent.
"Well, I have to say, the Werewolf is right."
The warm voice of the patient doctor drew the attention of the two waiting. Naturally, the news that he was correct made Jack's tail begin to wag in a mix of pride and relief. Jack had been adamant that he was correct, and that almost overshadowed the realization that soon dawned on his mind.
"Wait, so if I'm right... who is the other parent of this round?"
"Would you like to see?"
The doctor turned the screen of the ultrasound around so both Werewolf and Human could see the tiny heartbeats on the screen. Though it was somewhat difficult to see, there were indeed several little heartbeats as the doctor moved the ultrasound wand around to examine the growing young.
"Yes, based off of their tails and the shapes of their muzzles, I would say these are healthy Werewolf Pups. Congratulations the both of you."
Jack's tail could be heard long before the doctor stopped speaking, his tail slamming against the chair. It was easy to tell how the Werewolf felt about the matter as he almost began to wriggle and wiggle with excitement. Soft whines escaped the Werewolf as he tried and failed to contain his emotions, his ears laying back as his body began to wiggle as well.
"Pups..! Pups..! Pups!"
"Something tells me you may need to take him out to run for a little bit," the doctor chuckled softly as she smiled at the wriggling Wolf, "he may have to howl about it if you don't get him out fast enough."
The Human chuckled in response, nodding as the gel was cleaned off of their soft stomach, getting up with the excited Werewolf bouncing in place next to them.
"Okay, Jack. Let's get you outside so you can have zoomies."
"Pups! Pups! Pups!"
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Fruit Bearers
Epel Felmier (23)
"(Y/n)! (Y/n), where in tarnation have ya ran off to?"
Epel frowned as he searched the orchards, idly pausing to check in on the apples that were just beginning to reach maturity. He was a skilled apple harvester at heart despite his slight worry for the Human he held near and dear to his heart. To think, little Epel was the one to win the Human all for himself.
"Over here!"
"Goodness, ya darn near gave me a heart attack, ah don't want to hear any excuses-"
"Epel, calm down. Where on earth could I wander off too? We're in the heart of an orchard."
"Ah'm just sayin', ya can't wander off. It doesn't matter that we're hidden away in ah town on the outskirts, we both know those darn poachers are relentless."
"I know."
Epel sat down next to the soft Human he adored, resting his head on their shoulder as his flowers gently rubbed against their cheek. the soft petals tickling the skin of the Human ever so gently.
"So, why did ya want us out here again? Ah thought ya weren't feeling well?"
"Well, You know Granny and I had to go visit the doc in town a few days ago after that terrible stomach ache of mine. I doubt you'll be surprised to know they found some stubborn seeds taking up residence. From what I'm told, they should be ready to come out soon enough, though I don't know if winter is the best time to plant them..."
"Nah, gotta wait till spring ta- wait. Seeds? We- We have seeds?"
"Yes, Epel, we do! Though it is a bit of time for us to wait until spring, are you sure they'll be okay until then?"
"Nah, we're planting them in ah greenhouse, even if ah got ta make it myself! Ain't no way Ah'm waiting until spring for this!"
I have a service dog (seizure alert dog) so I’m wondering if Jack would be willing to be a seizure alert dog for the human if they struggle with seizures
100% he would absolutely be willing to do that. He may even be the one to bring it up first, when he notices your scent changes right before a seizure. Now that he knows Seizures accompany the scent, he is glued to your side and any time he gets even a hint of that scent, he is raising his hackles, fur standing on end, and forcing you to go somewhere safe. If you cannot get there, he will pick you up and take you there himself. He takes guarding you so seriously, he may even snap at Leona or at the professors while you are enduring a seizure, as he does everything in his power to make sure that you stay safe.
