#hellhound anti

[kalehdo]

@lythariwolf commissioned me to draw their Hellhound Anti, who’s design I seemed to have fallen in love with <3

Thanks for commissioning me, friend!

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

“I can’t lose you.” With any yan!DF boi you like and a phoenix s/o?

“No, no! Please! Don’t ya dare fuckin’ die on me!!” Anti spat, although his rage settled down when he realized yelling at your bedridden-form wasn’t going to do anything but upset you.

So he sniffled and shakily stroked the feathers on your head. “I-I can’t lose ya..” A small sob escaped his lips.

“Anti..this is..just part of my cycle,” you reassured him, a weak smile forming on your beak. “You’ll see me again in a few hours, my flames anew and-”

“Every second you’re not here feels like hundreds of years. I-I can bring them back to life!! Watch!” Standing up, he shifted into his hound form, placed his front paws on the bed, and emitted a small stream of flames to each of your graying wings. But much to his dismay, they vanished before they could even touch them.

He kept trying again and again and again until he could no longer expel any and started panting, changing back into his half-human form. Tears rolled down his face as he realized how hopeless his efforts were.

“Hellfire can’t revive a phoenix’s wings. No fire in any world can. You just have to let the cycle do its job.”

Anti’s ears drooped as he heard you cough, bringing his hands to his face before he laid himself on top of you, crying into his palms. You stroked his hair and horns soothingly, draping your other wing over him, although you saw it gradually turn into dust and recoiled it.

He looked up at you and sniffled, although he finally accepted that he had no choice, no say in the matter. You had to go through this and leave him alone for a while. “Y-Ya better fuckin’ come back to me.”

“I promise, hun..” With a weaker smile, you brushed away one of his tears as you felt your body painlessly dissolve into dust. “I always do…”

[alexisthedevilsfox]

Hellhound Anti 👿 Idea belongs to @clanwarrior-tumbly again ^^ It’s fun to draw and I love mythological or magical creatures so it’s win win situation 😊 (My phone do strange things. This is about 5 times when I posted this.)

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Sorry I'm so late. For the short s/o maybe hellhound anti?

Anti huffed as he shifted into his Hellhound form, surprised to see that you were only a little taller than him. Had it not been for his long bone horns you probably would’ve surpassed him.

But funny enough, even in his animal form, you were still quite short. That’s what he loved about you, though. It meant that he could curl around you and protect you from the dangers of the forest…or from any of the other creatures who wanted to disturb your “cuddle sessions”.

Giving another small huff, he nuzzled his wet nose against your cheek, making you chuckle. “Awh, you’re so sweet, Anti.” You petted his fur, gently kissing him on the snout.

In response, he just let out a small bark and pushed his snout against you, demanding more pets.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Thank you Clan. I'm not too picky. Hellhound or normal Anti is fine, whichever. I'm sure whatever you write it will be amazing. Again thank you so so much 💚 ~ 🐲

Alright. I’ll give you this snippet of the Hellhound boi :)……

Anti coughed out a small fireball, setting aflame the pile of charred logs once more. “There, that should do it.” He smiled as he turned and walked back to where you were sitting, muching on a cooked chicken.

His tail wagged a bit at the smell and sight, his mouth watering. But he closed it as he knew you wanted it more than he did.

You looked up to see the Hellhound’s pout, before glancing at the uneaten food in your plate. Then you smiled and picked it up, handing it to him. “It’s all yours. I got a big chicken so I’ll be set for a while.”

“Oh..why thank ya.” Eagerly taking the plate from you, he sat down, licking his lips before he started scarfing down his meal. “Food this good is…rare to find.” He spoke between mouthfuls.

“I’m glad there’s enough for both of us, Anti.” You laughed gently, petting his hair and horns as you went back to finishing your plate, feasting in a comfortable silence.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Hellhound Anti: *outside seeing snow for the first time*

HH!Anti, internally: *to the tune of “What’s This?”* The fUCK? The fUCK?? The fUCK iS iN tHE AiR? the fUck?? THeRe’s wHiTe SHit EveRywHeRe-

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

I'm not sure if my first one was sent but I'll send again just to be sure. Imagine HH!Anti with a demigod S/O. The S/O is used to hellhounds attacking them as monsters usually attack demigods. So they're a little wary of him at first. But slowly warms up to him and him warming up to them as well. And they begin to be a bit more friendly and affectionate with one another.

Aww this is sweet.

They’d be worried, even if Anti turned into his human form, because they know demons have all kinds of tricks up their sleeves.

But when he manages to show them that he means no harm, they are surprised and a bit relieved, although they still keep their guard up just in case.

Weeks later, though, one of the other creatures peeks into Anti’s den only to find a demigod petting him while he’s in hound form, smiling with his head resting in their lap.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

How did HH!Anti meet the other DF boys?

When Anti was chased out of Hell, he had to go to the highest point of it and shoot a fireball that would give him entry to Earth.

Then when he resurfaced, the portal closed and he found himself in the pouring rain. He limped into a nearby cavern, and that’s when he met the other creatures inhabiting it.

At first they flipped their shit because “oh god an actual DEMON DOG IS IN OUR HOME”.

But Jack instead saw this poor, miserable creature that was in need of help. So after some talking he managed to calm the others and convince Anti to let Henrik help him tend his wounds.

Least to say he was shocked that they didn’t just kick him out, but he was grateful so he allowed it.

And then a few weeks later Anti became confident enough to reveal his human form to them, as he only shows it to people who he trusts.