#muttxreader

[maiuoart]

I wanted to draw a scene that’ll be in my @darkeningdaysstory :) 

It’s coming soon, but this keeps replaying in my head and all I keep going is... Lol, Mutt. So cute.

[maiuowrites]

“Not Your Soulmate.”

     "Don't call me that again."

He hissed, as if you had attacked him physically. 

The shock of how clearly he spoke made you pause as his magic filled the air. Could feel it making the hair on your arms bristle, goosebumps forming from the lingering hiss in your mind. 

It was clear your bonely lover was upset at the term you had just tried to lovingly call him. 

Staring, you saw how tense his shoulders were; How tight his fangs got. Could feel yourself shying away, trying to shrink down yourself when his glare came on you. Seeing that? He sighed. Hard. As hard as he normally does trying to calm himself down from a physical fight...

Giving him some time to try and relax, no sooner the magic relaxed in the room…

“Why not?” The words couldn’t be stopped.

“...b’cause-... we ain’ those.” 

“Soulmates?” Your head tilted gently. “But… It’s something silly to call the other, isn’t it?”

“...no.” Russ rubbed his face, bare bones scraping against the other. “... monsta culture, thare’s actually a thing ‘bout it. n’ i-...” He groaned before looking at you with his tired sockets. “...i had’un, Y/n. long b’fer ya…”

“Oh? You had one?” You gently repeated. “I-... Ain’t going to ask, but… I’m sorry for upsetting you. I-... Didn’t know.”

Russ moved slowly to put his clawed hand into yours, intertwining them as he pulled your hand up and pressed his fangs against your knuckles. After which, he sighed something of a relief as he just rubbed a part of your hand in circles with his thumb. 

“nah… i jus’-” A look of regret could be seen before he looked you in the eyes. “at th’time, when it all collasped... it wasn’ perty. n’ now, i jus’ don’ believe in tha’ no more… s’a fantasy tha’ most will die for… n i ain’ inta dyin’ when i got someone who ain’ no fantasy, sittin’ right b’side me now. In real time… someone i can touch…”

Gently, ever so softly, he reached to caress your hair back. Looking at you as if you were untouchable; Sockets filling with softness just for you. 

“... ta hold…” 

His hand slid down to your shoulder, his other tightening your hand together with his, as he slid closer against you. 

Before you knew it, his face was inching its way closer to yours, as you could feel the tint of his magical breath blow against your own skin. 

“...ta kiss…” He smiled, watching as your face began to heat up. 

As you tried to say a word, anything at all; He silenced you with his skeletal kiss against your own lips. The warmth of his magic surged through you, feeling as if he was indeed kissing and not pressing his fangs against you. 

“...soulmates… ain’ fer m’.” He said, after a time. “...cause i got someone… betta than tha’. 

I got me… a true reality.”

[kaygee-doodles]

Today is my birthday! I have written myself a present...but my phone doesn't want to play nice with A03. So I'm making this post before I go into a cake coma, to remind myself to upload it when I get home!