Prompt: You went off early in the morning thinking you'll be back before Alastor wakes up. Too bad for you though...
Word count: 270+
a/n: hey yall, im just warming up for cannibal again, since its already been a year now ๐ญ i miss writing, i will also make a new taglist soon so just watch out for that :D pls enjoy!
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โAnd where have you been this morning?โ
Alastor asks you this as heโs got you pinned to the wall. One arm over your head and the other sliding over your chin to your neck with an obsessive glint in his eyes.
You couldnโt help your lips quiver in excitement as your eyes turned into red hearts, your hand placed on Alastorโs chest weakly, as your heart thumped in your ears loudly with deep breaths.
โI- uh- uhm..โ you barely let out looking into his red eyes unable to focus as he leans into you closer.
โIโve been looking for you all morning, you havenโt left me a single note of where youโve been. I donโt appreciate that, sweetheart,โ he whispers leaning into your ear and biting it with his sharp fangs.
You lost the feelings in your legs as you slumped to the wall and Alastor pressing his body on you, keeping you there despite your legs giving up on you with his hands now on your waist.
โI wonโt leave you be without you giving me an answer,โ he says moving closer to your neck now, grazing over the skin.
The moment you felt his hot mouth and his harm tongue on you, youโve fully combusted by then. Your eyes into swirls as you were put into a daze from the sudden affection on you while he held you his arms fully expecting this kind of reaction from you.
โOopsie daisy,โ he says, a bit too joyfully as he picks you up to your usual bridal style, โbut Iโve missed you far too much to just let you go anywhere now.โ
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You are a convenience to him, while also being probably being such a migraine. While he tries to be as clean as he can be, looking over and smelling an almost disgusting amount of blood covering you makes the poor guy groan.
Your cheeks and chin covered in blood, the innards of your victim splayed in your lap.
He always takes the time help you clean upโ Jack tries to be clean as much as he possibly can beโ wiping off your face and chest. He doesn't understand how you manage to be such a slob when it comes to feeding yourself, but then again, he makes a mess every now and again himself.
It's almost endearing how you lean over his shoulder as he eats, staring at his teeth glinting with the ruby liquid coating them.
He feels a bit less lonely in this world nowโ Not as much as a freak. He doesn't feel the need to hide from you as much as he would if you weren't cannibalistic, the same habits shared between you.
How romantic.
The only thing he could go without is the way you keep trophies.
Teeth, nails, locks of hair from victimsโ dear god, is that a pelvis?
Oh, darling, please.
Although, I will say, the same diet makes him a bit antsy at times.
While he does share with you.. when he feeds, he lacks as much self-control as he usually would.
The second the scent of you and the stench of a meal hit his stomach at the same time, he has to stop himself from lunging forward.
He has to remind himself that you are still a humanโ much smaller. Much weaker.
His jaw practically aches while he refocuses onto something else, tail behind him flicking with desperation.
You're happily nibbling on someone's liver while he's nearly crushing a pencil within his grasp, trying to log recent medication uses and new ones he needs to get stolen.
No, sweetheart, stay where you're at. He's fine, just... tired.
Of course, there's been times where Jack has stood over you while you ateโ staring with an intensity that shouldn't be as unsettling as it is.
You can try to share bites with him, but the most he'll do is scrunch his nose at you and nudge you to go somewhere else and eat.
You continue to bug him? Trying to make him at least have a nibble?
Jack would slowly spin around in his seat, fingers curling around your wrist in a tight grip.
Long tongues split to drag between your digits, ignoring the flush in your cheeks.
His hands pushing you down as he digs his lips against your cheeks, tongues leaving a slick trail as he laps away the excess viscera on your skin.
Trailing down to your lips and chin, dragging down to your neck and collar where blood has dribbled down.
His hands cupping beneath your ribs, thumbs dangerously close to the hem of your bra beneath your shirt.
When he was done, all he did was shoo you away.
So, you'll probably be more neat with eating from now on. Unless you enjoyed that.
He'll willingly indulge in your little wants, watching as you squirm while he helps you clean yourself up.
He acts so nonchalantโ inside he's screaming at himself for even daring to do it in the first place.
Only imagine the gasp he has to hold in when you take off your shirt to reveal the smears of blood you totally not on purpose had left.
A/N ; these dividers are for something else regarding Jack... but this post is already late.... ๐ถ also, yeah, cliffhanger subscribe for more bangers
Parental Bear Hybrid Yan + Child Reader/ Deer Hybrid Yan + Adult Cannibal Reader [Romantic]
[Tw: Child Abandonment, Past Child Abuse]
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Three times.
Three times has that plate been filled. It reminded you of the fancy ones- Porcelain dishes tucked to the back of the cupboards your mama made you swear to never touch. They're for guests - she told you. It must be nice to be a guest, you thought. They always get the nice things at home.
First, it was nuts and mushrooms.
Then there were vegetables.
Finally, fruits.
All the building blocks a lost child left to fend on their own needs to find their way out of the forest and into the hands of responsible, caring adults.
But you aren't lost. Nor have you been abandoned. Your mama is just running a little later than usual. It's like the time she forgot she told you to go pick out your favorite candy before she left the store. Or when she met that friend at the park and left you to push yourself on the swings. Your feet barely touched the ground at the time. Thankfully, there was a group of older kids to help you out.
She'll be back sooner or later. You know she will..
...You really wish you hadn't eat all your snacks during the drive.
The bag she packed for you is empty now save for a handful of wrapers and new changes of clothes. You grew out of half of them last winter. Your stomach growls as the winds howl, but you dare not to step forward. It's rude to take other people's food. That's why mama keeps the pantry locked. Or so she says. What do you do now?...
Oh... There's a note.
Maybe they wrote down their name. It'd be easier to apologize for taking their food if you had a name to address your sorry to.
Twisting your head to either side as you would when crossing the street, you cross the forest floor - checking sparingly for any signs of life. You didn't even see, let alone hear the stranger as they piled the plate high with harvest. It scared you a little. How someone was able to slip in and out existence without detection. Maybe it wasn't a person at all.
Retrieving the note from beneath the plate, your eyes strain against the impending darkness of dusk as you struggle to read. The words are bold and scratchy. The paper smells smoky and slightly burnt. The chalky ink stains your fingertips as you underline each word - sounding them out loud.
"EAT. STRENGTH FOR WALK HOME."
Walk home? All by yourself? The trees stretch and bend - towering pillars scrapping the orange sky. Their trunks forms pathways even the most skilled hikers would fall victim to without proper equipment. The last time you saw the road feels like ages ago. You'll be swallowed up by nightfall.
"I can't..."
You can't make it out. You can't make it home. Mama will make that your fault somehow. You can't stand when she yells at you. You want to go home, but is there even a home for you anymore?
Black streaks pigment your face as you scratch at your eyes. You won't cry. She hates when you do. If there's someone out here, why won't they help you?
Sounds of scratching fills your ears. Another note. It drifts top the toe of your worn sneakers. You pick it up.
"THE WOMAN. SHE LEFT YOU HERE."
As a prickly sensation claws at your throat, you notice an arrow at the bottom of the note. You turn it over.
"FOLLOW."
Your mind plays tricks on you. A tree, surpassing its neighbors in mass, sprouts to life before your weary, tear filled eyes. Fur blacker than pitch coats its bark. An eye, brown as autumn leaves pokes out at you from the heap of fuzz - encased in the ghostly shell of bone.
Without a word, the shadow signals you to follow with the point of its head leading deeper into the heart of the forest.
And so you do- carrying the plate of food along with you.
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You should have gotten rid of him months ago.
"Eek! Y/n, I'm so sorry! I was just trying to do something nice for you and clean up while you were away! T-that box fell out of the closet and pictures scattered everywhere! Please don't throw me out, I'll do better!"
Ignoring him, all sound bleeds into the background as a single photo stands out from the rest. Small arms wrapped around the trunk of a man's calf. Their head barely reaching his knee. The antlers of the deer skull shielding the child's face knock against his hip - a clawed hand dwarfing the child's skull by yards resting peacefully atop their head.
"Who is he?" The deer, curious as the days are long, blinks up at you with earnest in his eyes. You wish he was a silent as his four legged counterpart.
"I realize the hunting knife... That's you as a kid, right? Who's that next to you?"
A thump sounds in your chest. Like a man brought back from the brink. How long has it been since you've allowed yourself to feel? How long have you forbidden yourself from grieving?
Serial killer reader who keeps Virgil around their house because they think heโs too cute to actually kill. Both of his legs have been cut off leaving him with only his thighs left. He already didnโt leave his room so assuming his arms are still intact heโll spend most of his day either gaming or jerking off. You would think with out his legs he would get into less freaky behavior but nope youโll constantly find him sniffing your laundry. He somehow keeps getting access to it no matter how often you place it in places he logically shouldnโt be able to access.
Although he still hasnโt gotten used to being with out his legs and will whine about you picking him up. Honestly up to you whether youโd rather pick him up and carry him around or watch him struggle to crawl. Either way heโs quite portable now making it easier to wash him since he canโt run away. Clean meat is good meat after all. Heโll complain but quickly brighten up if you sit him on your lap and feed him someone from your latest kill.
Just your freaky little pet that is thriving in captivity.
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summary: john doe gives his cannibal partner a gift
trigger warnings: cannibalism, skin picking, gore
w.c: 499
it was quiet, too quiet for your liking. john doe hadn't been home in hours; abnormal for them, considering you were used to him clinging to you like a cat twenty-four seven. for her to be gone this long, it almost scared you. what if something bad happened to it? what if they got tired of you? what if he...ย
you shook your head. no, they love you. it's attached to your hip when he's home. she can barely leave your side when you're together. they would never leave you.ย
you switched the television on, assimilating the static noise coming from the speakers. your mouth twitched into a small smile, your eyes falling closed, and you took a deep breath. you were at peace, despite the feeling of doe at your side being missing.ย
you didnโt know how long you had been sleeping. when you peeked through the black-out curtains, it was pitch black, the moon being the only light illuminating the empty street. you sat down, rubbing your lateral muscles. where was doe?ย
you sighed, hunching forward, propping your head in your hands. your head was pounding, and your stomach felt like it was being eaten from the inside out.ย
you were starving.ย
you stood, took hurried steps to the kitchen and threw the fridge door open. and, like your growling stomach, it was empty. your eyebrows furrowed and you threw an arm across your belly, rubbing gently to try and sooth yourself.ย
you closed the fridge and rummaged through the freezer instead. nothing. you ransacked the cabinets to find one bite of anything, and to your shit luck, nothing.ย
you groaned, knees meeting the tile with a thud. how is there nothing to eat? you started picking at your scabs in frustration, knocking your head against a cabinet door. ย
the knocking came to an abrupt stop, though, when something tugged at your hair. you looked up and, to your delight, saw doe.ย
โmy love.โ you breathed, almost tackling them in a hug. โwhere have you been?โย
john doe grins, her arms wrapping around your waist tightly. โi got you a gift.โ he purred, burying its face in the crevice of your neck and shoulder.ย
the smell hit you with a pang, and for a moment you thought you could melt. a grin plastered across your tired face, and you sat up, taking a long whiff. doe wiped a bit of drool that escaped your starved mouth, laughing. with a tug of their hand, he dragged out a wrapped box, setting it on her stomach.ย
โopen it, sweetheart.โ they trilled, running its hands to your hips. gleefully, you tear the box apart, and with a moan, you almost cry at the sight.ย
โoh, my love...โ you whisper, reaching in and cradling the heart. โthank you...โย
with haste, you bit a chunk out of the organ, your eyes falling closed, and your stomach satisfied.ย
doe grinned as he watched you eat the heart out with love in their eyes. ย
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a/n: hope you enjoyed !!! and i promise i will get to some of your requests soon , writingโs hard <3
Can I request scenario? Plot is next: Muzan in love with his female S/O and at some point decides to confess to her that he is demon. But, instead of being shocked or scared, she is very happy about that, because she can share her food with him, and seeing his confused look, explain to him that she is cannibal.
(this is like the second cannibal ask I've gotten is op ok ๐ญ)
(man i can see the dates on asks now and OOF this is from 2021 augh ๐ญ)
You and Muzan were quite the couple, a power couple, should it be called.
You had been together for about eight months now, Muzan was considering tying the knot already.
But one thing stood in the way, he was a demon, you weren't.
God, he didn't want to even tell you, he couldn't imagine the look of betrayal on your face.
He was cruel and cold hearted, but for whatever reason, not with you.
It took a while, but he mustered up the courage to just tell you.
He opens the door to your room, where you sat on a coushin, brushing your hair.
You look back and smile at him.
"How are you doing, darling?"
Your voice is so sweet he can barely take it.
"My dear, I have to...talk to you about something. Something important."
The sincerity in his voice worries you.
You stand up, setting your comb down.
You walk over to him, taking his hands into yours.
"Is something wrong?"
"It..it should be nothing, dear. I don't want to trouble you."
He puts a finger under your chin, raising your head a bit to face him.
"Darling, I...well.."
You cock your head in confusion.
"Are you aware of...demons?"
Your eyes widen just a bit.
"Yes, I am. Why?"
"Well..." He sighs.
"I suppose I should have told you sooner, but, I am one."
You look shocked, initially, but that soon fades.
You smile at him, which confuses him.
"Well, that explains a lot, especially since I've never seen you eat, or go out in the day."
"You're... you're not upset?"
You shake your head.
"Of course not, now I know I can share my meals with you."
His brows furrow, his blood almost runs cold when you say that, if it wasn't cold already.
"Share your meals? What do you mean?" His voice is laced with confusion.
"I eat people too, silly."
His eyes widen, he hesitate to speak.
"You what? I...are you a demon as well?"
"No, I'm a human who also eats humans." Your tone is oddly cheery and unbothered.
It takes a moment, but he realizes.
He sighs a bit, feeling like a fool.
"I understand. What a lucky man I am to have found a lover who understands me like you do, while also sharing a diet. Well, I don't see any reason to hide anything else from you, dear."
He smiles handsomely, you giggle and hug him close, excited about your future meals together.
"Hmm...what would you say is the tastiest part of a person?"
"Well, that's hard...I suppose the more meaty parts, the thighs, stomach, and sometimes the biceps if they are stronger."
You stood in the kitchen, holding the last piece of meat and lost in thought. You couldn't help but wonder about you're relationship with Hudson. Were they just friends, or was there something more there? As you cooked, you couldn't help but replay their interactions in you're mind, trying to decipher any hidden signals or meanings.
Suddenly, a knock at the door interrupted you're thoughts. You snapped out of the daze and put down the meat, heading towards the door. As you opened it, you were surprised to see Jotaro standing on the other side.
"Mr. Kujo? What are you doing here?" You asked, a little confused.
"I just wanted to drop by and say hi," Jotaro replied, a small smile on his face ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ก๐ช ๐จ๐๐ช.
You couldn't help but feel a litte suspicious at the interruption. You thought how did jotaro know about you live here, and Jotaro move to get inside. As he did he sit down on the couch, You felt nervous and freak out and slowly closed the door.
But as Jotaro was about to say something, you snap to remember you're meat is on the stove, you left in s hurry and check if the meat is good or bad which it got burned. You thought about the last piece of meat that was one left and now you don't have anymore human flesh meat.
Jotaro appears behind you, "Hey, I know we don't talk to each other, but is everything okay with you and Hudson?"
Y/n's heart skipped a beat. Did Jotaro suspect something? Did he know that You had been working with Hudson and Logan.
"Why do you ask?" You playing it cool.
"Just a feeling I got," Jotaro said, shrugging. "You two have been spending a lot of time together lately, but something seems off. As if you guys are up to something."
You breathed not sure if he knows. Jotaro did suspect something with the two of you. And maybe, just maybe, he knows. Maybe something was off between you and Hudson, You changed the object of the conversation.
"Thanks for checking in, Jotaro," You said, smiling. " well thanks for stopping by."
You quick push Jotaro to the door, but it didn't work. Jotaro stop you and grab you pinning you to the wall and ask the same question. "Why are you hanging out with Hudson or more importantly why are you avoid me,"
Jotaro had been watching you for a while now, and he knew about You're unusual hobby of cannibalism and he knew. But instead of being repulsed by it, Jotaro found it fascinating. He was drawn to You're dark side, and he knew that he would do anything to protecting you สฒแตหขแต หกโฑแตแต สฐแตสท สฐแต หกแตหขแต สธแตแต โฑโฟ แตแตแตแตโฟแตแตสณแต.
"Y/n," Jotaro said, his voice low and husky. "I couldn't resist coming to see you. And I know of your cannibal."
You're heart race as Jotaro Leaned closer to you. You could smell jotaro scent, a mix of cologne andsweat, and it only made you more aroused. "H-How?" You replied, you're voice barely above a whisper.
You could feel you're body and his body even closer, jotaro let go of you're hand and reaching out to touch You're cheek. "You're so beautiful," he said, his eyes dark with desire. "you're so lovely my love."
You felt a shiver run down of you're spine as Jotaro leaned in to kiss you. The kiss was rough and possessive, but You froze on the spot. Jotaro had always wanted to claim you like this but he couldn't do it when he was trying to save his mother.
As Jotaro deepened the kiss, You couldn't help but feel a hunger grow within him. You wanted to taste Jotaro, to devour him completely. And so, you bit down on Jotaro lip, drawing ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ง๐๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ MEAT.
Jotaro didn't pull away, instead he moaned in pleasure, his own hunger growing. He knew then that Y/n was the one for him, the one he would protect and cherish for the rest of his life and ๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป ๐๐ฒ๐ต๐ต ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ ๐๐ธ๐พ ๐ฐ๐ธ.
And so, they continued to kiss, their hunger and desire for each other growing stronger with each passing moment.
Jotaro let go of You, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. You were also breathing heavily, their lust for each other still burning strong. Suddenly, You leaned in close and bit Jotaro neck making him bleed, surprising him with their boldness. Jotaro gasped at the sensation, feeling a rush of desire course through his body. He ran his fingers through You're hair, pulling you closer as you continued to eating him alive.
Jotaro quietly grumbled as you moved closer to his chest left up his shirt up, biting him more and more of his flesh. Jotaro let out a choked moan at the action.
Leaving so much bites and ripped flesh wounds, relishing at the savory taste that flowed in you're mouth, letting out a pleased groan, he whined and locked his fingers in your hair pulling you closer.
He refused to admit that he found you feeding on him rather hot and boner inducing, as he grip on you're hair got tighter. The thought of you fucking him while eating him Alive.
You dug you're hands into his pants blindly going as you refused to leave his chest, fumbling to unbuckle his belt. Slipping a hand passed his underwear, pulling it down to free his leaking cock, doing the same for you're own matching prick. Bringing them together with one hand, you set a rather fast pace using the pre cum as lube.
Jotaro sobbed at the feeling, squirming as he could feel himself nearing his orgasm. You're hold on to his hips tightly, thrusting faster and more slippery as you neared yourself as well. There were a few drops of blood left that you savored, swirling you're tongue around his neck and Lean back to his chest more, releasing the sensitive areola when you couldn't pull anymore.
Jotaro let out a broken moan, spilling into you're hand and onto his stomach, cock twitching as he lightly humped you're hand even more. Chest heaving, jotaro draped himself over you, head resting at your shoulder. You kissed his neck as you wiped the cum off him.
He passed out as you dragged him into you're bed. Seeing the bites and blood wounds on him from losing blood, you bought you're stand out to heal him and begin Falling to sleep next to him.
