#not fluffy

[mercurio-shadowz]

He is afraid of Big because he knows he got allat, why wouldn't Shadow want this massive cat?

I hold the firm belief that Shadow's type are big fluffy men

Sonic ain't any of those. He's his dearest boyfriend/husband whom he hates

[xenonveritas]

How did they fuck up Melon so bad

[pigeonpeach]

Halloween!!!

Hello!! This piece is kind of rushed to be posted in time! Warnings for this include: humans getting eaten, implied bridal kidnappings, men hating sirens, Kokomi not understanding sexual dimorphism in humans, and blood! I hope you can enjoy it even though its not proofread! I might continue this if i get the opportunity to do so! Happy halloween!!!

Siren Kokomi x fem reader (they/them)

“Another successful catch.” Kokomi spoke proudly as the ship crashed onto the rocky shores of Watatsumi Island. The men aboard were plunged into the heartless depths as the sirens of Watatsumi swarmed the sinking ship. Some ready for a meal, some ready to slip into the cracks of the ship to collect whatever treasures they transported. The flurry of tails and scales was illuminated only briefly in the moonlight, turning the sea into a stage of twinkling lights. As Kokomi stared on in pride, letting her subjects have the first bite as every good leader would, she heard a signal from inside. Her attention shifted from the seeds of a feeding frenzy that surrounded the boat and rooted into thd sight of her right hand, Gorou who was signaling from inside the ship. Kokomi wasn’t one to hesitate as she swam in. Blood started to dilute the water outside as her hungry subjects sunk their teeth into the delicacy of human flesh.

“This.. I’ve never seen a man like this.” Gorou said as he guided her to a air pocket. The water was relatively shallow as her eyes peered through the darkness, she could see a cage, and a figure, but it wasn’t right. The figure had the shapes of a siren but the legs of a man, she’d never seen such a thing. Her curiosity overridding her hunger, she got closer. The figure inside trembled.

“Stay back! Stay back! Oh god how did I find myself here…” the figure whined. Kokomi felt the mystery only rise within her. She needed to know more.

“Do not be afraid.” Kokomi peeked her head out. The ‘human’ inside did not seem to relax.

“Wait who is that! Where are you?”

“I’m right here.” Kokomi spoke as she circled them. “I will not hurt you. Please try not to struggle, I’m helping you.” Kokomi’s soothing and luring voice worked wonders. She could see as they relaxed. In that moment she grabbed the bars of the cage and tore it open as if it were only flesh. The human seemed startled but still under her spell, kokomi reached a hand out to them, her claws and scales going unseen as the human inside couldnt make out a single detail to her, only the vaguest of silhouettes.

“Please come with me. Youll have to hold your breathe. Do not let go of my hand.” Kokomi instructed, upon feeling the hand meet hers, she felt her curiosity only peaked. She had thought they had been a siren, she had heard tales of what man would do to a siren who they captured, forcing them through a ritual to become human and forcing them to be a bride. She had assumed such was a case. But their hands were soft, unscaled, but still dainty. The urgency took over as the human took a breath before being pulled into the waters. Gorou seemed confused as Kokomi pulled the human through the ship and to the surface but he was never one to question his leader’s plans. He was curious about this human too, there was a unseen precedent that this one would be spared until it no longer interested them so much.

The human did not infact make it to the surface without water entering their lungs. As they hunched over on the sands of the beach they hurled up water and coughed their lungs. After what must’ve been a long while of coughing, they finally stood up, trying to compose themselves as they looked towards the sea where their savior had been. Only to see… nothing.. “hello?” Their voice was met with no response. Had they just hallucinated it all? They couldn’t tell. But the night was cold, they’d need a fire. There were a few trees on the island, in fact it actually looked fairly large now that they stood on it. They’d look for their possibly aquatic angel later but they had to make sure they wouldn’t die of hypothermia first.

Kokomi savored the tasted of blood in her mouth as her people feasted on the remaining crew’s parts. Now that her most vulnerable members had a nice meal she would finish off the scraps. As her teeth dug through the hairy arm of a sailor she couldn’t help but wonder about that human. Humans were hairy and thick. Beastly creatures with beards and musk. Yet they smelled so delicate and their skin was smooth. They were like a siren but not. Yet somehow that didn’t deter her imagination. As she finished her meal she turned to her people. “This feast has been glorious, I have however one new result from this hunt, a strange mer-human! Their form is siren like, their skin is soft, i have moved this flesh onto the beach, please do not eat this person. If they are to be eaten then it should be by me.” She said with a friendly smile she was known for.

“Of course lady kokomi!” “A mer-human?” “Please let us see such a being?” “A man with no hair? Impossible!” The crowd murmured as she waved her hands to kill the chatter.

“No need, I’ll investigate them further. For now, i ask you bring some fish to feed them. It would be cruel to feed them their own kind.” Kokomi ordered. A few subjects immediately stepped forward, Gorou amongst their ranks. “Of course my lady! Our divine leader, we shall not disappoint!”

The human sat on the beach, they’d occasionally feel eyes on them as theyd look back out, only to see nothing. The island was remote, only a few fish eating birds and crabs. Nothing special. They were safe for now. Supposedly. A splash interrupted their thoughts as they turned to see the pearlescent scales on clawed web hands, the light salmon pink hair with blue tips at its edges, the purple fins ornamenting the sides of her face, the mermaid who saved them… they hadn’t been dreaming. Or were they still hallucinating?

“Human. I return with gift.” The mermaid said in a gentle serene voice that made them relax. A fish was plopped onto the sand. A rather large fish indeed. They look at it with awe.

“Ah thank you… you’re real.. right. I’m not dreaming.” They said awkwardly reaching out a hand to touch them but the mermaid recoiled in hesitation as they too backed off. “Sorry.. that was rude of me.”

“Please don’t do it again. I am wary of your folk, you may be mer- man but i do not trust you just yet.” She said more seriously. She adjusted her hair and flareed her fins. “I am Sangonomiya Kokomi, leader of the sirens of Watatsumi”

“Wait wait.. you think I’m a mer-what?” You blinked confused. “I- i am not a mer of any variety. Nor a man.”

“Not man… then what are you?” She asked.

“Well.. i am kind of a man, but i am a female.” They explained.

“I see… Humans look different depending on sex? Fascinating, i thought of your kind as ugly haired beasts, i didn’t know you could look different.” The siren purred.

“Well i guess i can see why. Sailors are usually men. In fact i tried to dress up as one so I could hitch a ride to Narakami but yeah that didn’t go well.”

“Why would you make yourself ugly?”

The human laughed at her remark. She didn’t understand their reaction but, it was enchanting, their voice felt like the song of love and lust. Although Kokomi had enough awareness to know she likely was projecting her own desires onto them. If this human had been a siren, they’d have a million or so suitors with endless gifts to swade them into being their mate and the mother of their spawn. Kokomi hadn’t had time to find a mate, the stress of ruling had even delayed her cycles for years, the people feared she could be sterile.

“I didn’t know you guys hated men that much. I can’t blame you though. But still, why do you have such a hatred for them?” The human asked. Kokomi paused as the memories came to her.

“Men.. they used to steal us. For brides, they’d force them to turn human to become wives for them. If we tried to return home, we’d be killed. My mother… she was one of them. She was already mated and still they stole her. Since then we hate men. We refuse them to be near, we crash their ships and eat their flesh!” Kokomi’s voice radiated with hostility and anger as she recalled the fates of many sirens. Both male and female were targeted solely because mankind felt entitled to the beauty in the sea, blinded by their own customs to see beyond their greed.

“Um.. did you just say you eat humans…”

“Yes.. i did.. but you are exception! You are special! Your are female and thus you have no stories of such acts! We never hear of human women committing acts of violence towards us. You look so similar to us, you didn’t for me yourself onto me, you respected me, and so I shall respect you. I will keep you safe.” Kokomi’s voice changed. But the vibe didn’t.

“I… i…” the human felt stunned as they realized they hadn’t dreamt one bit of this night. Their “comrades” had been feasted on by something in the water. Something ate them, and it was her people.. but also they knew antagonizing her was a foolish decision. There was no chance of escaping this island by themselves. They had to play along..

“I see… thank you. I promise I’ll repay the favor once i get back home.”

“Home?” Kokomi said. “Where is your home exactly.”

They stared off at the seas east. Thousands of miles away was the coast of their homeland, Liyue.

“Liyue. My home is far away.. if i can just get rescued.. then I’ll be home soon.” Kokomi felt something change, the thought of them leaving was… not a welcomed idea, but she couldn’t frighten them too much.

“I see.. well i will try my best to help.” A lie. “You my dear lady will have my utmost respect and honesty, I will ensure you are well fed. And if you want to stay then that’s welcomed too.” She said. The human laughed nervously.

“You’re a good host for a siren, but I really do want to get home. I live close to the seas there so you can visit!” A lie as well. That human would never set foot on sand once they got back to liyue. They were going to book it to Jueyun karst and live their life growing Jueyun chillis with cats. Anything to avoid the ocean.

“We’ll see…” the siren said.

As the night went on the human grew tired. With a fish in their belly and another for company, they yawned. Kokomi realized then she’d spent so much time, the pale pinks of dawn strobed across the clouds, cutting through the stars.

“Ah you must be tired. You should get some rest.” Kokomi suggested. They nodded tired.

“Yeah.. uh.. i guess I’ll bury myself in the sand for warmth tonight. Thanks for all your help by the way. You should go back to your people and do whatever fish politics you gotta do.” The human said waving her off. As Kokomi stood unmoving.

“I already excused myself, if they need my they’ll get me, I’ll watch over you.” She said. The human felt on edge at this. But didn’t want to provoke her.

“Alright..” they proceeded to dig out a nice ditch as they buried themselves somewhat. Using some of the sand from the fire, mixing it with the embers, burning their hands slightly as they placed it on themselves to shield then from the cold. Kokomi watched. Her eyes piercing the darkness.

They closed their eyes, but when sleep would come, it brought the visions of blood in the water, of flesh being torn, of her…

“You seem unable to sleep. Shall i sing you a song?”

“Uh.. sure..” the human preyed only that they wouldn’t become food for this siren, or worse, a pet.

The gods did not hear their prayers that night.

[divinemissem13]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

@flufftober prompt 30 - “Forever?”

I know none of these have been particularly fluffy, but this one really takes a turn. Consider yourself warned!

Also, spoilers for episode 9 I guess?

[missblissy]

Hi!! I want some pain so the Hurt/comfort post, about Alastor x reader with 1, 2, 4, 12??

((Of course Nonny!! Sorry for such a wait!! I've got a lot of these to work on lol. REMEMBER!! REQUEST ARE CLOSED RIGHT NOW, EVERYONE!! IF YOU SEND ONE IN I WILL NOT DO IT! I've had a few other people send some in and I'm sorry to say I have to delete them. I do not have any more room to take any more prompt requests. Thank you everyone for understanding! NOW.... Enjoy the Modern!AU Angst >:D))

1: “We need to stop the bleeding – now!” 2: “I hate to see you hurt like this.” 4: “I want to help you, so please let me.” 12: “You’re normally the tough guy. Today, let me be tough for the both of us.”

Something about today had felt off. Ever since you woke up, it just felt... not right. As if your mind already knew what was going to happen before it actually did. But no one can really know that for sure. That's why it's called a gut feeling. And that feeling told you that today... You might just die.

You've tasted blood before. But for some reason this time it tasted sweet, rather than bitter, and full of iron. There wasn't much for you to focus on other than the lights from the ceiling flickering over your head. You faintly heard a doctor screaming, "We need to stop the bleeding! BP is dropping- Let's go! Now!"

How did you end up here again, violently broken and bleeding out? Oh, that's right... You were driving home after work. It was another late shift during the dead hours of the night. Drunk drivers were often out during these hours of the night. One just so happened to hit you, and now you're here in a hospital.

You just wanted to go home and sleep. You wanted to lay beside your husband and not have to worry about anything. That was not your case, however. And instead, you tried your best to speak. A nurse who was pushing you along the gurney said, "It's alright, we'll help you, you're safe now." But all you wanted to do was ask about your husband. For someone to tell him what was going on. You were sure he was at home, sleeping soundly and without a clue what had happened.

And Alastor wouldn't find out until the next morning. He'd wake up to several missed calls from dozens of people and some he didn't even know. This man didn't even get dressed. He ran out of the house still in his pajamas and floored it to the hospital. Along the way there, Alastor would throw a massive fit. He'd smash his hands on the steering wheel, beating himself up over not getting there sooner.

He'd curse and swear and honestly drive like a maniac. Every red light he got caught at only made him angrier with the world. His tires would spin and shoot smoke the second the light flickered green and off he rushed again.

Luckily, you were out of surgery long before Alastor got to the hospital. A nurse walked him to your room, and he found himself staring at a sight he'd never imagine. You were broken beyond belief. The nurse gave Alastor a sorry look, "Everything's stable, for now," The nurse said, "But...." She shook her head, "It was one of the worse car accidents we've ever seen. We did everything we could-"

"Coma..." Alastor said the single word, "Induced or?" The nurse shook her head.

"Brain damage, though there is still plenty of brain activity," That was good to hear. It meant you weren't brain dead... yet. The nurse gave him a sorry look, then with a nod of her head, she left him there. Alastor slowly walked into your room and closed the door behind him. He even turned all the blinds so no one could see in the little windows from the hallways. Everything felt wrong.

He stood at your bedside. Taking in everything. The tubes, the machines, the wires. Almost immediately he felt his eyes burn with the threat of tears. And when he placed a hand on your cheek he couldn't stop the waves of them rushing down his face.

The sheer pain of the situation made Alastor sob like a child for the first time in his adult life. He sat down beside you and grabbed your hand, "Dammit..." He squeezed tightly, "Dammit!" He let out a little shout and brought your hand to his cheek, "I hate this-" He let out a small cry, "I hate to see you like this, my poor dear-"

He couldn't stop the waves of tears sobbing from his eyes. He'd never let himself cry like this before, but he felt like if he didn't cry, he wouldn't have the chance to later. With anger, he ran a hand over his face, aggressively wiping his tears. He threw his glasses off his face and they clinked to the floor. Alastor's fingers ringed into his hair as he let out another sob and pushed his bangs out of his face. He had completely lost all of his composure. Every part of him was breaking down.

Alastor sat down in the chair by your bedside and buried his head in one of his hands. With his other hand, he still held firm to yours. His fingers dug into your skin as let out another sob, "Please-" He hiccuped, "Please...!" He looked up at your unconscious face with watery dark eyes, "Please be okay," He whispered the words out quickly as he brought your hand to his lips, "Please let me help you-" He spoke the words against your skin, "I want to help you- Please let me... Just!" He paused for another quick sob, "Please just give me a sign your still in there..."

He was never a man to pray to any kind of god. He didn't believe there was one, to begin with. But Alastor found himself praying, hoping that anything would happen. He couldn't lose you, and certainly not like this. You never sign any DNR papers or made it clear to your doctors that you didn't want to be resuscitated. But you did tell Alastor if there ever came a day that you needed machines to keep you alive, you had asked him to pull the plug.

With the weight of what was once just a silly conversation that had now come true, Alastor found himself drowning in misery. He rested his head on the back of your hand as sat in his chair. He looked at his glasses on the ground as tears splattered around them, "I don't want to kill you," He whispered with a cry, "I don't want to unplug you if there is a chance you'll come out of this."

The stone-cold silence lasted only a second between the beats of your heart monitor. A beep, then silence. Another beep, then silence again. Alastor found himself swelling with rage and anger, but mostly sadness. He shook his head slowly as he stared at the ground. This can't be happening... He thought This has to be a dream... This-

Something sounded off. The beeps were getting... faster? Alastor looked up and stared at the monitors. He didn't understand any of them, there were so many, but something was happening. He watched numbers flicker and change when suddenly he felt a tug at his hand.

You didn't make a sound or hardly move but you're squeezed his hand. Alastor had never been so hopeful for something so small. He shot out of his chair with enough force to tip it over behind him.

"Darling!?" Alastor firmly gripped your hand and leaned over you. He let his free hand brush your hair out of your face as he asked, "Darling, please, for the love of god- Can you hear me?"

He waited, and waited some more. Suddenly her felt your hand squeeze him again while he searched your face for any signs, "oh my god-" He whispered to himself as he watched your face twitch with pain before your eyes flickered open. With lightning speed Alastor ran to the door of your room and swung it open, "Someone get a nurse!" He shouted into the hallway, "Please!" He ignored most of the odd stares he was getting.

It wasn't a second later that a small team of nurses rushed in to check on you. You had certainly woken up and the tubes down your throat were not comfortable at all. The intubation tubes were removed, along with the feeding tubes, while others updated your stats. Alastor waited nervously in the corner of the room as he watched a team of people work over you. He felt so helpless that he couldn't watch for long. He'd leave the room and wait in the hallway, trying his best to ignore the painful coughs and groans as tubes were pulled out of your throat.

When the nurses left, Alastor quickly went back into the room and to your side. You had only just started breathing on your own again. It was much harder to breathe than ever before, but you still managed. You were still groggy, swore, and very much in pain. Despite this, you still let the smallest and weakest smile crawl along your lips, "Hey..." Was the first thing you said to your husband.

You watched as Alastor's eyes flickered all over your form. From the casts, the pins, the cuts, and bruises. He searched your face for serval minutes than began a weak laugh that sounded similar to a cry, "H-hey..." He said with a long sigh, he even tried to wear a smile that just didn't sit right on his face.

"Al..." You raised a weak and tired hand to his face. He immediately pressed his cheek into the palm of your hand and shook his head, "I'm sorry," You said. But you had nothing to be sorry for, you didn't cause this or intend for it to happen.

He couldn't say anything, Alastor was too caught up with his feelings. You watched him break down all over again as if he was still living with the fear that you might die, "Hey- hey," You raised your hand slightly and made him look at you, "I'm alright," It was hard to see him so broken down like this, "I'm okay, I'm here." You reassured him, "I'm not going anywhere."

Alastor shook his head quickly as if he didn't want to bother you with his feelings. He sucked in a quick gasp for air then sobbed out, "I'm not strong enough to deal with something like this- Ever-.... I can't lose you." He said quickly.

You couldn't really scoot over but thankfully the bed was rather large. You gave Alastor's arm a tug and he quickly climb in and curled up beside you. He was careful to stay clear of any broken bones as he made himself comfortable.

You stared at the ceiling while Alastor shut his eyes and buried himself into the crook of your neck, you used your free hand to comb his hair despite the pain it caused you to move, "That's alright," You finally told him, "No one is strong enough to deal with something like this. You're normally so tough and good at hiding your emotions. But you don't have to do that. I'm alive, I lived, I can be tough enough for the both of us, even if it's just for today."

Alastor curled himself as close as he could beside you. He wanted nothing more than to hide and forget about this day, he knew how impossible that was but he still wanted it. You could feel his tears running from his face and onto your skin. He couldn't stop crying when normally he never cried. He didn't even cry at his mother's funeral. Even though you were the one in the car accident, somehow you felt that Alastor was in the most pain.

"Please don't ever leave me," His voice was raspy and broken as he spoke against the skin of your neck.

With a sad and sorry look on your face, you did your best to pull him closer and wrap your arm around him. You pressed your forehead against his and you felt a set of tears drop from your eyes. You did your best to smile as you spoke, "I won't," You promised, "I'll never leave you, I'll always be here."

[depressedstressedlemonzest]

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[n3rdlif343va]

Betrayal.

Cold, calculated, designed to kill backstabbing.

Taking everything for granted. Every moment, every sacrifice.

Throwing it away because that's how you handle life.

Not what you want? Can't get away with lying anymore? Just run.

Shatter what was good. Burn what was built.

Turn your back on the love, the caring, the devotion.

Your choice, your selection, a bed you made.

And there you'll lie, alone.