#study blurbs

[writinghoney]

Could you by chance share blurbs on how you think Savanaclaw members growl or purr? 👀👀👀

Leona Kingscholar

Leona has a deep purr, it feels like it starts in his stomach and travels up to his throat, raspy and almost scratchy. He doesn't purr often, and only does so in few select situations, so either with you, in his sleep, small moments he's had with Fareena, and probably when he wants to soothe a cub in the quickest way possible.

His growls are intermixed with a roar, it sounds like he's biting it back, and it can leave others who hear it shake and have their hearts drop into an empty void of their stomach. It can leave others with a sense of panic, impending doom, like helpless prey in an open field- exposed and vulnerable. This goes for humans, beastmen, and more.

Ruggie Bucchi

Ruggie can purr only when he feels content and safe, so he usually does so behind closed doors, and never around others. It's higher pitched, and at times can mix in with a whine, and while Leona and Jack give more comforting sounds, his are honestly more... Adorable.

His laugh can sound horrifying though, doesn't matter how used you are to it, it's horrifying. It's high and low pitched at the same time, his throat almost hiccups, and the small growl that can leave between each breath can have you running.

Doesn't help when his teeth are exposed with a the heavy pullback of his lips, and you can see the thick fangs that curve inwards, and seeing it in broad daylight can be scary- let alone at night. Be thankful for his watered down shishishi's.

Jack Howl

Jack can't purr, but he can whine, so be prepared to hear your heart break :). Seriously though, his whines can break your heart, and he does it freely once he trusts you. If can range from accidentally dropping a pot for his cactus to seeing his loved ones in pain, in any way, and it can be comforting if you think about how empathetic he is. He's feeling your pain and that's how you know it, but holy fuck, does it sound so sorrowful.

He can growl, of course, it's one of the deepest ones in Savannaclaw as well. His growl is smoother than Leona's, and is stuck in his chest, so it can sound a bit hollow as well. He leaves people running, his fangs exposed and pearly white, neck and shoulders tense with adrenaline. If a teacher hears it, they're running, sorry if you manage to get Jack to fight you- you're on your own.

He will never admit it, but the boy can bark, not like a dog, but it makes his words more choppy while mixing with a snarl. His lip would raise, showing some teeth, and his words are harsh and loud even if he doesn't mean it. It only happens when he's mad, threatened, or some form of threatened when he needs to speak.

I'd like to think he can howl too, like when he's yelling ( tryna find your dumb asses after y'all scattered away from trouble lmao ), crying, or trying to sound things out. It's sharp, loud, and his throat trembles. It's worse of he's crying, because his whines mix into it as well. If he's trying to sound things our, or trying to be loud to find someone, it's clearcut and fairly pitched.

[writinghoney]

I have a confession: I really just want to walk up to any if the tall NRC bois and hug them while burying my face into their chest and kinda just vibe there for a few minutes. Like Leona, don't care if ur napping im making my way over for some snuggles, Malleus ur scary??? don't care i require a hearty hug, Trey (idk man he looks like he gives solid hugs) pls put down that cake im ready to bake in my emotions, Floyd ur prob gonna rupture my spinal column but I don't care.

I'm turning this into a soft blurb bag use you got me soft >:[

Malleus is the tallest, and surprised when he comes to visit you, only to have you run up to him and bury your face into his chest. He likes to think he was stiff at first, but he melts completely, arms wrapping around you slowly as you listen to the thrum of his heart. He needs soft vibes too.

Jack had just finished working out with you, and you're tired, so he isn't too surprised when you press your head to his chest. He'll blush furiously though, rub and your shoulders and arms, try to soothe any soreness before you both get going.

The twins are one in the same! Bone crushing hugs, tight to squeeze out any sadness or worry, and maybe crack your back in the process. Gives you your satisfying hug and a good spook to the eels.

Sebek will only hug back in private, or maybe of its before you both fall asleep in bed, he brings to tight against him and its honestly so nice. It's one of those hugs that make you feel warm and safe, like nothing else matters, and you wake up in the best moods after that.

Leona... Doesn't care too much. He probably expects this. Leaves his bedroom door open and expects you to lock it once you get your ass in the room. He's warmer than a normal person, and he might nuzzle into your neck just to hear you giggle, his tail flicking around your sides to get another laugh out of you before it settled around your waist.

Idia will quite literally combust, his arms wrapped around your neck if he manages to get himself to stop asking through a broken stutter, won't last too long though. He'll warm up to you eventually, just give him some time!

Vil has a surprisingly firm chest, and he doesn't mind the hug you give him at the dorm, he may even run his hands through your hair or just pat it down- fixing any edges that have frayed out from your long day fixing The Headmasters mess.

Trey give you a hug back almost immediately, and it's perfect, feels comforting and just so... Right. He even whispers words of encouragement if you've had a long day, and if you need to cheer up, you'll feel his hands running along your more ticklish areas.

Rook is Rook. He'll always accept a hug from you! He may even sweep you off your feet and spin you around. Don't expect him to put you down for a while either, cradling you in his arms as he walks around with you, spouting decorations of adoration in your confidence to ask for affection.

[writinghoney]

[Slides into your askbox] Word on the street is that you want Yandere blurb ideas. I gotchu! How do you think the Yan!dorm leaders handle the fact that their faced and fought their darling while they were under the influence of the Overblot? Like do they feel remorse, guilt, shame, etc.

Riddle is heartbroken. He's lost control, and he couldn't contain himself, needing his darling and dorm mates to bring him back to a state where the ink is washed from his soul. He's filled with sorrow, crying, kneeling in front of you and begging for forgiveness. He buries his face in your stomach, and promises to be better, just don't leave him. He just wants love. He keeps to this promise, and the relationship can be healthier, though he is possessive and can get jealous.

Leona is disappointed in himself. Once again he had to fuck up. Once again he had to go and ruin everything. Once again he needed others to clean his mess. Once again he was... himself. He'll close himself off from you, shut you out completely and let you run free, his mental state deteriorating faster than it was before. He hurt his mate, he almost killed them- what lion does that? He's ashamed and would cut you off from him entirely.

Azul is a mess. He's crying, ink spilling from his tears and mouth, and he's curled up in the privacy of his pot. No one will hear him, no one will find him, he's alone and decides it's best that way. He'll accept any attention from you though, and while you can soothe him, he feels as if he doesn't deserve you. He's much more gentle after, watchful for your reactions, and while he does have his yandere tendencies- he would never punish you at this point. He'd be mopey and eventually get over it.

Jamil doesn't change too much, but he does take your emotions into consideration, and tries to be more lenient. He will trust you more, allow some more freedoms, but you're still not leaving his side. He will also be less likely to use Snake Whisper on you, preferring to just have you do that he wants on your own, but don't expect to go near the Seafood trio anytime soon. It makes all his progress go back to nothing.

[writinghoney]

Hi! Perhaps, Ruggie Bucchi + fangirling over how cute his growls are? You do such a great job with your writing!

"Awe, Ruggie! You know I was joking!"

"Still! It's annoying!" He growled again, hearing you laugh before cooing at him, making the poor hyena turn away from you in bed while rolling his eyes.

You only moved closer to him, wrapping your arms around him and pressing your forehead to the curve of his spine, making him growl again. This time you felt it, the slow rumble that encased his throat atoms chest, a bit higher pitched than most beatmen- but still quite terrifying to anyone that wasn't you.

"You know what I mean, Ruggie." You missed, pressing yourself against his back, a small sound escaping him.

"Yeah, Yeah, I'm not a cub- they aren't cute, [ Y/n ]."

"Oh no, they're terrifying no doubt, but I love hearing you growl! It's just... Very pleasing to hear." You smiled, pressing a kiss to the smooth skin, his body viably relaxed.

"Hm. Whatever you say, weirdo." He laughed, settling against the soft plush bed, deciding now would be a good time to rest before another long day.

"Yeah, but I'm your weirdo."

"Mmn. I'll have to think about that."

"Ruggie!"

"Shishishi~"

[writinghoney]

Yandere blurb request: this is a kinda morbid idea but I would be interested to see how the NRC first years would compete for MCs attention or affection if they were all yandere. I can see it being an openly chaotic or a very quite underhanded war between all of them. What do you think? How do you think these bois would try to get their darling to look at only them?

You felt the tension rise in the air, your muscles were tight, ready to run- but you knew in the end it wouldn't matter. They'd find you, and then it starts, the questioning, the tugging at your body, the begging, the need for everything you were.

You knew they'd never do anything in front of prying eyes that roamed NRC, let alone their dorm leaders, but you felt their jealousy rise as Malleus pat your head.

It was a dorm leader meeting in which the vices would bring anyone that also played a larger part in the dorm, hence your... friends being there, eyes watching over you with an untameable hunger as the rest of the leaders and vices spoke.

You don't even remember what you said, you made a smart remark to counter at Azul, making everyone laugh or chuckle in return. Sebek watched with a blank gaze, heavy with a possessive nature, you felt exposed and naked. It doesn't matter if Sebek would give his life to the young lord, you were the one thing that was off the table, the one thing he kept to himself.

Even if he shared you with the first years. For now.

Ace and Deuce acted as they usually did, not caring if Malleus hat patted your head, because in the end they knew you would never be able to leave them. They seemed the most lenient, but they had rules, ominous and unforgiving. They knew how to punish and control your actions, make you fear the consequences of crossing them, they were the worst of the five because they only furthered each other's obsession for you tenfold.

Jack was sweeter, more compassionate, and you often would forget he is in on this. He's gentle with you, and is the most needy, wanting attention and for you to be affectionate. In turn, he's quite... Normal. While Sebek is protective and Adeuce controlling, Jack just wanted something normal, but the deep obsession he held was anything but.

And Epel, oh he... was almost as bad as Ace and Deuce. He uses his appearance to his advantage now, looking like a helpless friend in need if you ever needed to be wicked away for being too defiant, using his accumulated knowledge of poisons and potions to keep you in a more vulnerable and submissive state. His temper always made you more compliant, because you knew he was a rather vicious catalyst, and would have no issue handing you to Ace and Deuce.

You wanted to cry, to hide away and be left alone, to rip Malleus' hand away from you and push Kalim into the wall. You didn't want to be hurt anymore, emotionally, mentally, physically. You wanted a break, and these little moments with others, Kalim leaning a bit too close, Azul patting your back in pride, it was all ammunition to use against you.

And they realized.

Their actions were working.

In a room, filled with people who could save you, you stayed silent about their love for you.

You stayed compliant.

And it made them think,

"Are they starting to love me?"

It was only a matter of time before they became greedy and wanted you only for themselves.

[writinghoney]

Blurb: fluff, Solomon, morning routine. I can't imagine he'd linger if your day starts later, but a bitch can dream

Ugh.

Solomon... Didn't want to get out of bed. To say the least.

He was comfortable, your head tasting on his chest while your arm and leg were wrapped around him, the warmth that encased the both of you under the duvet was too alluring. More so than a demons charm.

Your breathing was steady, deep with sleep, peaceful. He couldn't help the smile that crosses his face as he looked up to the ceiling before closing his eyes once again. The weight of your body on his filled a deep... yearning he's felt for years. The need of touch, the warmth of someone else's skin, the connection it brings.

The pads of his fingertips trail over your leg, warm and soft, he soaked in the enjoyment he got from just touching you. It's been a long time since he's felt love, either from himself or others he can't quite remember, but he knows he has it now.

He didn't feel the need to light up the room harshly, but a little wouldn't hurt, a flick of his wrist and the candles placed around all light up. A comforting setting, like a dragon nesting in its den, the safety one feels in only the most scarce of places in the world.

He doesn't want to get up.

A small kiss to the crown of your head and he shifts, the moon still high in the sky, with the sky itself being lit only by the stars in her inky black horn that was the night, he moves to gave you, and bring his arms around you.

Closer to him, your head on his chest, the thrum of his heart is steady and strong. You let out a small noise and cling to him again, settling down in your sleep once more, and while he chuckles at the moment, he doesn't realize how he clings to you even more.

It's been a while since he's felt this. Peace, love, safety.

It's been a while since he's felt at home, really.

But there was always a home, with you at his side.

[writinghoney]

Lucifer pining angst? Please?

His father truly was a cruel being.

This pain in his heart, the emptiness in his stomach, the dryness of his mouth, the twitching of his hands, it all was too much. He ran his hands through his hair, turning over in the large bed, going to hug the cold pillow on the other side.

Why...?

Why couldn't you... Just love him back?

He knew it was selfish, unfair, to even think those thoughts. You were happy, living your life, experiencing the Devildom and all its wonders.

But he wanted to be the one experiencing that with you.

Tears pooled in his eyes, and he let out a shakes breath, burying his face into the pillow for some form of comfort. He knew it wouldn't work, it wouldn't match the warmth of your skin, the soft rise and fall of your chest, the small breaths you would let out once you became relaxed.

It's wasn't you.

And he wished it to be true so bad. The pain of being one, alone, for so long was crushing his heart slowly and painfully. More tears came, and they started to fall, soaking into the pillow. He just wanted you, your laugh, that smile, everything. Every weird thought that crosses your mind, every worry, pain, everything.

He would accept all of it, every bit of you, and love it with all of his being. The light you carried with you made him feel at peace, made him feel alive, whole. Made him feel as if he was home- not in the Celestial Realm, but here. With you. His brothers. Hell, even Diavolo and Barbatos could be thrown in there.

And yet, no matter what you made him feel, no matter how much he could love you- it wouldn't change anything.

It wouldnt change the fact he was cursed to be alone.

It wouldn't change the fact that you're never meant to be his.

It wouldn't change the fact that no matter how hard he cried, he's still here, hugging a pillow for even a semblance of comfort, and you were out there, with him.

It wouldn't change that you would be happy without him, while his happiness lies with you.

Gone, forever out of his grasp, and in the arms of his Lord.

[writinghoney]

An Au, huh? Alright... let’s do a fantasy one! I must confess that I see Satan falling with a genuinely sweet but scarily smart kitsune. I don't know why, but I do.

You're calm, composed, and quite slick. You appear and disappear from his sight just as quickly as he thinks about you, tipping vials over and trolling him up, your soft laughter at his irritation fills his ears in a forgotten echo.

You don't mean any harm, he knows it, you know it, everyone knows it. You don't bring pain, or any type of suffering to humans, you guard them. Protect them. But you do like to mess around every once in a while.

He brings you offerings late at night, his brothers asleep in the new house they moved into, wanting nothing more than your company.

He soaks in every piece of information that you give him, stories from long before he was born, and stories from different worlds you visit whenever you decide to pass through the veils of the universe.

Your mind amazes him, and horrifies him at the same time, your words lull him into a state of yearning, and your touch makes him lean into you- asking for more while never saying so verbally.

You're sweeter than the freshest of honey, wiser than any man on the Earth could wish to be, and more loving than anyone he has met this far. And every time your lips meet his, a promise of loyalty and love, he presses against you with passion. A promise.

A promise to be the best he can be for you.