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Because Ace is only part firefox (1/4th), he wouldn't have any noticeable animalistic features like the ears or tail. However, there may be times where the ends of his hair glow like embers. It's faint, but it might happen on occasion when he's using his magic. It's so faint that he hadn't even really noticed. That's part of that firefox lineage making itself known. Had he remained completely mortal, he might have aged slightly slower than the average human, if he got lucky.

Here are some facts about firefoxes!

While not very rare, firefoxes are one of the slightly more common entities found throughout different regions. There are some variations, like snowfoxes or desertfoxes, but firefoxes are still the most common.

Firefoxes are still entities (anything that is not mortal or animal) so they are still unusual to see. But you're far more likely to see a firefox (like Cater) than a rare pyro elemental (like Riddle).

Firefoxes tend to stay in Heartslabyul, but they can occasionally be found elsewhere.

As their name implies, firefoxes wield pyro, which is why Cater is seen as such an oddity even among his family. His parents and sisters can wield pyro, but he wields cryo. It likely has to due with the fact that he was born and raised in Pomefiore, where cryo magic is most common.

When born, a firefox will resemble a fox-like creature. It's only after the first few years will they be able to take on a human-like form should they desire.

Because of how common firefoxes are in regards to most other entities, it's unusual for any to be worshipped. Which is why they are vulnerable to death. Without veneration, they remain simple common entities.

Many firefoxes choose to live in their divine form (fox-like appearance), without taking part in society. There are others that choose to live among mortals and other entities in civilization.

Due to firefoxes being one of the more common entities, they're have been a few that have taken interest in mortals or other sorts of entities. Which is why hybrids (mixed between entities or even with mortals) exist, but these are far and few in between.

Cater Diamond is an example of a pure blooded firefox, meaning his parents were both firefoxes. Ace Trappola is an example of an uncommon hybrid, but in his case he's mostly human with traces of firefox in his lineage.

Deuce is only part elf (1/4th) and because of the human-like appearance of elves, he wouldn't have any very obvious signs hinting to his lineage. The only sign from his appearance is the slight pointed tips of his ears, but it's hardly noticeable. It's nowhere near as obvious as those ears of full elves. In fact, it's such a slight different that most never even notice. Had he remained completely mortal, he might have aged slightly slower than the average human, if he got lucky.

Here are some facts about elves!

Elves are another sort of common entity, with a great many different types found throughout the seven nations.

Elves are one of the very few entities known to have different groups capable of wielding each of the seven elements. So while the fox-like entities (firefox, snowfox, desertfox) are known to wield pyro, cryo, OR geo depending on their type; there exist elves that can wield pyro, geo, hydro, dendro, cryo, anemo, OR electro, which is dependent on the their type.

When young, elves live in solitude with other elves and entities, and grow before deciding whether they wish to remain away from mortals or live among them.

Elves are more common than fox-like entities. Seeing elves is not all that difficult, especially since they blend in with mortal crowds.

Because of how common elves are in regards to most other entities, it's unusual for any to be worshipped. Which is why they are vulnerable to death. Without veneration, they remain simple common entities.

Many elves choose to live in solitude among other entities or alone, but it's not entirely uncommon for some to walk among mortals and live among them in towns or cities.

Because of how naturally similar in appearance they are to mortals, especially humans, there exist many elves that have or currently hold high positions in society.

Due to elves being a common sort of entity, they're have been a few that have taken interest in mortals or other sorts of entities. Which is why hybrids (mixed between entities or even with mortals) exist, but these are far and few in between.

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It's always a rollercoaster of an experience when you're with Jade—you just can't get a read on what he's thinking! It shouldn't have came as a surprise to you that he suggested to be on the receiving end this time around.

“If you're that worried, you may back out.” Jade's cool voice echoed in the empty bedroom, sounding extremely confident for someone who has a finger shoved inside him. You looked back up at him with a small pout as he dismissed your concerns yet again. For some reason, he was insistent that you use the strap-on he has gifted you for your anniversary.

Your fingers curled against his walls, catching him off guard before adding a second finger. “Hmph, as if you'd let me leave this room.” The fingers inside him thrusted deeper and then pressed down on that bundle of nerves. Jade gripped the sheets below him as his back arched up, whining dramatically as you focused solely on his prostate. Genuinely, what is his problem, acting like he was in some porno?

He reached for your hand, trying to get you to slow down. A sly smirk appeared on his lips—he must've had something else in mind in case things didn't go his way. “Ah, you truly kn—nghh! know me so well…” Jade shifted underneath you, forcing your fingers out of him before repositioninh himself onto all fours. You barely had time to react when he arched his back, spreading his legs and proudly showing off his ass. “I can always tie you up and let you watch me ride that toy of yours~”

Well, the merman really knew how to annoy you. With a sigh, you gave his ass a quick slap before adjusting yourself right in front of it. “Whatever, you won't enjoy it as much.” Your hands spread his cheeks apart before leaning in and giving it a soft lick.

You could feel Jade tense, his body dropping on the pillows as he felt the wet muscle. Seeing how positively he reacted, your actions grew eager, pushing your tongue into the tight ring of muscle before happily eating him out. His body has now failed to support him, his chest dropping onto the mattress while your hands kept his hips still.

Your hand slowly crept towards his neglected cock, giving it a few pumps before matching it to the pace of your tongue. The dual stimulation left him confused and overwhelmed. Jade didn't know where he should focus! His hips struggled to choose whether he should thrust into your hand or push your tongue deeper inside him.

By now, the merman was a panting mess. With just your hands and tongue, you were able to reduce him to such a state. His earlier confidence was now gone as he solely focused on the pleasure you were giving him.

Jade's movements became erratic, chasing your tongue and hand as he tried to reach his orgasm. Recently, he has been a brat and refused to tell you when he's about to come—claiming a surprise is always better. It annoyed you since you couldn't edge him, but it did come with a perk! Because of this attitude, you have learned how his body reacts whenever he's close. Although it wasn't always right…

Jade kept his lips pursed yet the way his body trembled was enough to tell you he was close. You let your thumb swipe over the tip of his cock before pressing down on it, effectively preventing his climax. He let out a quiet noise of protest, pushing his body to look at you. A quick kiss to his throbbing hole and you leaned back, sticking your tongue out just to annoy him.

Unfortunately, Jade isn't one to get pissed. He simply took your actions as another challenge. “Tired already?” He panted out, already reaching for a vibrator from your bedside drawer. You were quick to drag him back to you, spreading his legs to accommodate yourself.

“Nah, can't leave my pretty princess unsatisfied.”

Your words felt mocking and yet, he was unable to process it as you began to push the plastic cock inside him. Despite all the preparation you have done (plus the ones he did himself), he was still so fucking tight. Afterall that work, he was barely loose!

Jade wrapped his arms around your neck, pulling you down into a searing kiss. He needs to distract himself, but he must admit, the burn from the stretch was only adding to his pleasure. And of course, you knew this was barely anything for him. You grabbed one of his legs and placed it over your shoulder and began to thrust into him. He didn't need to be fussed over—if anything, he liked it when you get rough with him.

There was no one who would ever go against Jade. To have someone treat him so roughly? Truly, it was just a fraction of his sick fantasies.

Jade broke away from the kiss when you angled your hips to hit his prostate directly and repeatedly. Your goal wasn't only to prolong this, but to also have him come as many times as you want.

“Hey, princess, you need to come for me…”

Your voice was far too steady for his liking. Jade was already slurring his words and here you were, demanding him with so much confidence. His hands reached for your back, leaving long bright red scratches on it. He may not be able to give you pleasure as of that moment, but he will leave his mark on you, one way or another.

“Mm, fuck! I-I won't orgasm just fr—mmph! from this…”

What a liar.

Jade wasn't slick either. Of course he won't buy an ordinary dildo. Your hands fumbled a little before finding that little button and pushed on it. Your hips buried the plastic cock deep and let the faux cum fill him up.

He wasn't even prepared for it at all. The feeling of the liquid gushing inside him triggered his own release, cum painting his stomach and some of it even landing on his chest. His body trembled at the aftershocks—letting the last few squirts of cum drip onto his skin. He laid exhausted and bewildered by your discovery.

You pulled out, watching his fake release drip down to the bedsheets. A low whistle left your lips at the sight, clearly proud of your work. “Jeez, didn't know you liked this kind of thing.”

“Mhm… Do try and get me pregnant next time.”

But the moment you even think about giving a smile to another Yokai, Cater’s emerald eyes are gleaming underneath his veil, his tails snaking around your ankles, his arms pulled tight around your waist as he pulls you close. Close enough for every breath of his to press against the curve of your spine, close enough to feel every single tremble of each of his words vibrate throughout your veins.

“Hey, Master… what do you think you’re doing?”

Abandonment issues that were never really resolved with his last master haunt Cater. He was cast aside, left beside like a once beloved toy, now collecting dust in a lonely corner. He… he can’t have that with you. No. You will not leave him, ‘kay? See, it’s alright if Cater does the leaving but if you get tired of him? If you’ll much rather get rid of him….?

Cater’s not against devouring you himself, just to keep you within him.

You gape at the mirror. A terror-stricken face stares back in wide eyed disbelief.

A moment of suspended tranquility, where everything remains still. As if the very universe itself was holding its breath, waiting and watching.

Then it shatters.

Fragments spill from that bright golden frame, smashing against the ground. Even then, the mirror shines, light twinkling within the glass. Colour of every kind shining within.

Yet even then,the light flickers out. The pieces end up scattered on the ground, taking the cold, dull, grey of the floor.

“Oh, what a pity.”

A boyish laugh ring out, tinged with a certain sort of sadistic glee. It echoed through the chamber, ricocheting from every corner. His voice dripped into your ears like acid, hissing and spitting.

Spinning around, you come face to face with him.

That dastardly face, the ghost of a smirk dancing across his lips. Scarlet eyes, burning with a certain intensity. They narrow as he surveys your form, darting up and down. Taking note of your sunken shoulders, the way blood seemed to drain from your face.

With a skip in his walk, Ace takes a step closer. Close enough for him to reach out. Cupping your cheek in his hand, thumb sliding across your lips. His fingers press into your flesh firmly, leaving streaks of red stretching across your skin.

His nails dig into your face, the metallic stench of blood stinging your nostrils. Scarlet welts.

The same scarlet dancing in those cruel eyes of his.

The same scarlet as his heart, curving itself around his eye.

The same scarlet spreading across his cheeks, a vivid blush.

Wincing, you try to yank yourself away. Your hands fly out, meeting Ace’s chest. To push him away? Shove him downwards, and pray that he shatters. Shatters into a million pieces, break like the mirror before you. Like the mirror that was supposed to take you home-

All you could manage was a frustrated sob, an anguished sound clawing its way out from dee within your gut. Pummelling him with clenched fists, arms trembling like a cornered rat.

His fingers close around your wrists, holding him tightly. Ace raises his eyebrows slightly, before giving them a squeeze. Blocking off all circulation, quite literally choking you into submission.

“Now, now, none of that. Hitting me won’t bring that mirror back.”

A growl, before you spat at him.

“I wouldn’t have to, if you didn’t decide to break it!”

Ace only shakes his head, heaving a long dramatic sigh.

“What would you even the mirror for?”

“TO GO HOME, JACKASS!”

With a click of his tongue, Ace’s eyelids flutter shut. One heartbeat passed. Then another. Three agonisingly long seconds before those scarlet pupils glare into your eyes once more. His hands release your wrists.

However, they’re pressed against each of your cheeks in turn. Palms burning out, the warmth surging into your skin. He holds you, slowly lowering his face towards yours. Until your foreheads meet, his breath wafting over your lips.

“Y’know, they say home is where the heart is.”

His gaze flickers towards your lips. Tongue darting out, Ace wets his lips slowly. The tantalising lick of a feline, looking down on its latest prey.

One blink, and his lips press against yours. Shoving against the plush of you lips, moving with a certain hunger behind every movement. As if he was starving.

Starving for something only you could give.

Only when your lips were bruised black and blue, did he pull away. Crimson was smeared across his mouth. You weren’t sure if it was your blood, or his, but Ace didn’t seem to mind.

If anything, he only seems giddier. His hand finds your wrist once more. Yanking it towards him, Ace places your palm over his chest.

Over his heart.

“ Your heart is right here, prefect.”

He shoots you another grin, and all you could feel was your heart sink. Shattering itself over and over again. Fragments sinking into your gut, impaling whatever they could reach.

For all of Ace’s warmth, you felt none.

Only the cold grip of hopelessness.

Until you tasted blood.

It’s a sickening feeling, a strong metallic taste lapping at the very back of your throat, crimson red blood pouring out of your mouth by the gallon. It’s always accompanied by flowers. Lively colours of yellow, blue and pink petals, all dyed scarlet. They burst from your mouth, spilling off your tongue.

You spend most of your day hunched over, retching over the toilet bowl. Knees trembling on the toilet’s tiles, you clutch at the walls beside you, dipping in and out of consciousness. Your throat stings like a thousand needles were jabbing into every crevice, everything burnt like a fiery inferno, but the blood doesn’t stop.

It just won’t stop.

At the very least, your loving boyfriend was right there by your side. Holding your hair up, patting your back lightly as you throw up. He’s whispering sweet, comforting words into your ears throughout the entire process. Yet no amount of Ace’s honeyed words would help lessen the pain of your throat.

This shouldn’t be happening. You found your love, didn’t you? Ace was right there. He accepted your confession, grinning away from ear to ear.

Wasn’t he the one?

Ace watches you go through all of this with the ghost of a smirk dancing across his lips. Oh, he knows that he wasn’t the one for you. Fate was cruel that way, wasn’t it? He watches you spit up blood and flowers every single day, taking this opportunity to cozy up to you even more. Slowly rubbing circles into your back, leaning closer to your ear, whispering sweet nothings into it.

It’s all for you. Just for you, so be grateful, yeah? Ace is the only one who would ever do this for you. Look at your soulmate, they aren’t even here for you at your lowest. Ace slowly slips into the cracks of your willpower. Taking care of you, while you’re woozy and blood-deprived. He’s by your side 24/7, looking after your every need… well, to the best of his ability.

Ace is somewhat clumsy with your care. Buying too much food for you, insisting you hold onto his arm whenever both of you go anywhere together… Ace slips himself into every part of your life he can, forcing others far, far away from his darling. He’ll have a thousand excuses for anything he does, so you’re just much better off just agreeing with everything he says.

After all, Ace is your boyfriend! He only wants what’s best for you. He doesn’t want to tire you out with other people, y’know? You’re better off just hanging around him.

He still teases you, though. Spoon feeding you small bites of his food, before slowly placing the same spoon into his mouth, giving it a tentative kiss. Hey, Ace still manages to make you blush, even if he isn’t your “real” soulmate. Aren’t cha happy enough with him?

Ace is a selfish individual.

He’ll rather die than to see you in the arms of another.

He’s all you need, yeah?

Jade makes sure you see him.

Throwing up blood and petals right in front of you, sinking to his knees dramatically. It’s almost as if everything was rehearsed, to the way he clutches at his chest, to the glimmering pearls of tears, pooling at the side of his eyes. He stares up at you longingly, pleadingly. Begging for you to rush to his side, to comfort him.

The moment you do though, he’s choking out his confession of undying love for you, just how much he’s been pining all this time. The horrors he endured, because he wasn’t sure you felt the same. His hand closes around yours, trembling away like a leaf. Jade’s words bind you like a curse, chaining you down with an unbearable guilt.

It’s your fault he’s suffering like this, so you should really just accept his confession and say you love him too.

Jade uses his sickness for all it’s worth. Clinging onto you like a parasite, his arm is always slipped through yours. He finds every opportunity to snuggle up right next to you, his head leaning into your shoulder. If you ever push him away, he’s coughing into his fist, looking ever so frail and weak. He’ll keep up the kicked puppy act until you indulge him in whatever he wants, whether that be cuddles or a little kiss on his cheek.

You find that this slimy eel is worming his way into every single waking moment of your life. Going to class? Why don’t you go with him? Both of you can hold hands like a couple do, walking down the hallways together. You’re going to study with your friends? Well, that’s ok. Jade’s just going to wallow in sadness by himself, surrounded by scarlet red petals…. Oh, you’ll study with him instead? That’s so nice of you.

Even at night, you aren’t totally free of him. In the middle of your sleep, sometimes you hear the blankets rustle. Something cold pressed against your back, lanky limbs snaking around you, locking you in their icy embrace. You can hear every single one of Jade’s breaths, blowing against the bare skin of your neck.

He snuggles up as close as he shamelessly can, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. Sometimes, you even feel the ghost of his fangs graze your shoulder, razor sharp teeth threatening to sink in at any moment. Jade nibbles in his sleep occasionally, so he claims.

He apologises whenever you wake up to your arm dotted in red tooth-marks. Yet there’s no sincerity behind those apologises. In fact, Jade seems almost giddy with joy, knowing that your skin is covered by his marks. As if he owned you, bone, flesh and soul.

Jade envelops you within his suffocating love. It’s almost obsessive the way he insists on being the only one in your life. Why do you have time to care about other people when he’s right there? The one who’s puking up flowers and blood? Because of you?

You should be with him every single second of the day. Jade really doesn’t know what he’ll do without you, you’re the only one who’s able to help him. You’re his beloved, his remedy. Jade’s everything.

He’ll do anything for you

Yandere MBTI

Claude is a RAMS:

Reverent

🕷️​Claude walks a very thin line between being reverent or cruel and he does so even more than Sebastian does. Then again, one would have a hard time assigning a demon morals comparable to those of humans. As his mate, Claude knows that you belong to him. Your objections thus hold no meaning for you work against forces far above what you are capable of comprehending. Nonetheless, at his core he too has vowed to cherish and protect you as a mate has a very special connection to even a creature like him. Differently from Sebastian though he can borrow attributes of the cruel archetype in a much quicker fashion as he is neither as patient nor as playful as Sebastian is. If you do not learn your place he is very happy to remind you of your place as you are still nothing compared to him. Pleasure he may derive from your fear afterwards too but ultimately Claude thinks of it all more as establishing who is in control - very much like humans tend to do with a disobedient pet. If you learn to behave though, he too is going to do everything to spoil and pamper you to the best of his abilities. Everything you wish for, he shall require and as a quick learner he is going to adapt all skills needed to guarantee your satisfaction.

Aware

🕷️​His senses have never lied to him. Aside from the five senses human possess - although much duller if compared to his - as a demon Claude has plenty of other senses too which allow him to basically detect the essence of souls. Whether corruption, fear or innocence lies within one's human soul, Claude is able to detect it all which in return allows him to manipulate accordingly. If you don't love him, he is well aware of it. A pity really as he is working rather hard to attain your affection. The fool he is not going to play forever though as his patience is limited and thus if he has reached its end, he is going to proceed differently. Whilst your love may have been a nice price to win beforehand, ultimately above all he desires to possess you. You may not know it but it is his right to possess you for your body and soul belong to him. So fear him for now if this is what your heart is telling you, there won't be any escape from you in either case. If he cannot bring you to love him by yourself, Claude knows how to help you so that things proceed the way he desires them to do. Once you are confined and kept in an area only he has access too, he is going to have plenty of time to take on your stubborn challenge of despising him.

Manipulative

🕷️​Manipulating the thoughts, the feelings and desires of people has been something he has been doing from the moment he was created. Claude is not one to argue against his demon nature as he embraces it with pride. Shame he has not for you see, humans are so easy to manipulate. The human spirit is remarkably weak for it is either sweet promises or simple fear that has them faltering and bend to his every desire and that often without them even being aware of it. With you it is not going to be any different as Claude is confident that he can shape your heart and mind as much as he has done so many times before. He has been interfering with your life long before he even locked you away, isolating you on purpose as you are going to have no need for anyone else besides him soon. He reads your desires and chooses his words wisely according to whatever your heart wishes for, guiding you down a path he has specifically built to lead you on. The manipulation stays after the abduction - only that you are now aware what Claude is trying to do. The knowledge alone won't save you though. What is it you can do against his demonic abilities after all, designed to tear apart your senses and install primal fear within your heart?

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