This Is Very Funny But I Also Thought Of Al The Cat Whenever He Sees Mare.

This is very funny but I also thought of Al the Cat whenever he sees Mare.

Al when he sees Mare and whips out the knife

Al: So you have chosen death!!

Mare: What did I do!?!

My immediate thought was “why is anti on my timeline?” I can’t see a cat and a knife together I just immediately think of the boy XD

Anti really do be having some 'angy cat with a knife' energy XD

I also feel like a pic like this is what Anti's contact photo in someone's phone is

Yes! I love this so much it's absolute perfection!💗

Ink Month 2023 Day 5

Hunt

Host casually spun his bat in a circle before having the lower end of it land on his shoulder, the metal spikes shining in the moonlight. 

“So…did that Madrick fellow make that bat of yours?” Night asked, walking alongside Host as they walked down the empty street. A call got placed about some Demons causing trouble, and Host insisted on doing the hunt, and then Night insisted on joining. 

“He did make this one. After I experienced his mallet a few times, he offered to upgrade my usual weapon.” Host explained.

“Wait, upgrade?” 

“Yep.” Host stopped and suddenly had the top of the bat aiming right at Night’s face. “Before that, I just used a normal bat to bash in skulls as needed.” He smiled before putting the bat on his shoulder and continued walking. 

“Holy shit.” Night cursed to himself, needing a moment to put his brain back, and then caught up to Host. “Well, hopefully, these Demons are just being troublesome teenagers, and you won’t have to use that bat on them.” 

“I’m hoping for a workout.” Host chuckled. Night began laughing with him before stiffening, the change in the air much more noticeable to him. 

“You’ve got your wish.” Night quickly turned and easily caught two Demons trying to rush Host, throwing them aside and then leaping to where they landed. “Do either of you have any idea what you are doing?” He snarled his question, stepping down on one of the Demon’s chests and holding the other up by the front of their shirt. 

“We-We were told-told to.” The Demon in the air squeaked, feet kicking helplessly in the air. Night sniffed and noticed that they were both low-ranks. Another sniff told him there was a third one.

A middle-rank. 

“Damn it.” Night dropped the Demon and turned, ready to launch himself again to save Host.

But that wasn’t needed. 

Host cracked his bat across the Demon’s face, kicking them over with a book to the chest, and then he stood over them, swinging the bat down on the Demon’s head over and over and over again until he was panting heavily and satisfied with his work. Host bent down, placed his hand into the mess that used to be the Demon’s head, and straightened back up, blood dripping down his palm and fingers. 

“Host.” Night breathed out as he made his way over to him. 

“I think this one thought I’d be an easy kill.” Host chuckled, turning his head to where he had heard Night and smiling. 

He was a mess as well, the blood on his hand, and he had more of it splattered across his face and chest. Night couldn’t help the little growl that rumbled in his throat as he wrapped an arm around Host’s waist and pulled him close, uncaring that they were standing on a Demon’s corpse. 

“I think there’s another kind of workout you’re going to have~” 

“I might need to clean up first.” Host tilted his head when Night started nipping at his neck. 

“No need.” Night’s chuckle was deep in his throat before he hugged his arm tighter around Host and lifted him off the ground. 

“You dirty Demon.” Host teased.

“You know it.” Night hummed playfully before taking off to get the two of them home. 

The low-ranks that were left behind simply shared a look before scrambling to their feet and running away, deciding to pretend that all of this never happened. 

Sweet

A/N: A little thing for @ariesshower824 with Host and his sweet tooth.

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"What are you doing still writing?" Night asked as he stepped into Host's office, seeing him still typing away at his computer. "Your novel can wait for a few hours while you rest."

"I... I admit I lost track of time," Host said sheepishly, saving his document and turning off the computer before turning in his chair to face Night. "Thank you for coming to get me."

"I don't want my love too tired and sleeping in his office," Night replied with a chuckle, helping Host out of his seat and leading him down the hall to their bedroom, gently guiding him to sit down before moving to get the wound dressing supplies.

"Are you going to change my wrappings?” Host asked, tilting his head as he listened to Night gathering items. “I assume that’s due to the feeling of my eyes leaking, in which case I thank you.”

“Sit still,” Night said softly, climbing onto the bed to kneel in front of Host, beginning to remove his bandages and toss them aside. “Lift your chin slightly.” Carefully, Night cleaned the area around Host’s eyes, making sure to keep the skin as clean as possible to avoid infection.

“I swear, you’re better at changing these bandages than me,” Host joked, tilting his head while Night wrapped a fresh bandage around his eyes. “Thank you for changing them, dear,” he said when Night tucked the end of the bandage into the wrapping and sat back.

“Here, open,” he said, waiting for Host to open his mouth before popping a small chocolate onto his tongue, waiting as Host closed his mouth and considered the flavour before smiling.

“Chocolate. Sweet.” He lifted his arms as Night moved to remove his shirt, clambering off the bed to remove his pants before crawling back under the covers, waiting for Night to lay down.

“Not as sweet as you,” Night replied, holding Host close and smiling as he nuzzled his face into the crook of his neck. “I love you, grand writer.”

“I love you, too, dear,” Host whispered, curling up beside Night and falling asleep.

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@iamvegorott @brokentimewatch

I went through with it. Presenting heat and snow miser 🔥🧊

Haha!

Playing around a little more with horned!omegaverse with Phantom doing some touch-ups to Jackie’s horns

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Phantom softly hummed to himself as he iced some sugar cookies he made. He planned on going out and dropping off some of the cookies to the others. Mare’s sweet tooth seemed to have gotten worse since he and Mad became mates, so he made sure to make an extra batch just for those two. 

“Phan?”

Speaking of mates. 

“In the kitchen,” Phantom called, placing one of his finished cookies aside to have the royal icing dry before putting it with the others in the box. Jackie had fallen asleep on the couch earlier, and his hair was just as spiky as his horns. 

“Cookies?” Jackie asked as he smelled the air. 

“I got bored and wanted to try a new recipe,” Phantom explained as he sat his piping bag down. “And you look like you had the best nap.” He added with a giggle, reaching up in an attempt to fix Jackie’s hair. 

“Would have been better if you were there.” Jackie grinned and got another giggle from Phantom. 

“You are adorable.” Phantom guided Jackie down to kiss his forehead, getting a better look at Jackie’s horns. “When was the last time I freshened these up?” He asked with a hum, gently holding one of Jackie’s horns and rubbing his thumb against it. 

“Don’t know. We’ve been extra busy lately.” Jackie shrugged. 

“I have to wait for my next batch of cookies to cool off before I ice them. Maybe I can paint you while we wait.” Phantom offered. 

“I’m okay with that.” Jackie almost had a purr in his voice.

“If we also had tails, you’d be wagging it.” Phantom teased. “Come on, let me spoil you a little.” He took hold of Jackie’s hand and walked them to their bedroom. Jackie bounced up on the bed and laid on his back, having the biggest smile as he waited. Phantom went to the closet and took out his bottle of horn-paint, giving it a little shake. “Might need to get some more horn-paint next time we’re out.” He commented as he grabbed the rest of his supplies of brushes, paper towels, and a bottle of horn-paint remover. 

The look of the store clerk’s face was still fresh in Phantom’s mind when he had bought all of this stuff all those months ago. Usually, when an omega bought horn-paint, they’d avoid the remover. Not even looking in the direction of it and often even going to stores that didn’t even sell it. It was considered a jinx to buy both paint and remover at the same time, a sign to fate to ruin the relationship. Phantom didn’t care about superstitions and only cared about making the designs on Jackie’s horns as perfect as possible. Erasers were just as useful as pencils when it came to art. Remover was the same for horn-paint.  

“We should buy remover again. The clerk’s faces are always priceless.” Jackie laughed. 

“They think we’re tempting destiny to ruin us,” Phantom said as he crawled into the bed. He sat his supplies on the bedside table and adjusted Jackie’s head to rest on his lap. 

“It’d take more than destiny to take me away from you. I’d fight the universe you keep you by my side.” Jackie’s smile was soft and tender as he looked up at Phantom. Phantom felt his heart flutter, and he leaned over, kissing Jackie with his own soft smile. 

“I love you, too,” Phantom whispered against Jackie’s lips. Jackie fully purred this time and lifted his head to kiss Phantom back. Phantom kissed Jackie’s nose and sat back up. 

Jackie’s smile stayed as he watched Phantom work. How he poured a small amount of remover into the bottle’s cap before doing the same to the horn-paint. The look of pure concentration on Phantom’s face as he picked up one of the brushes and started painting over the slightly faded lines on his horns. He could even see the tip of Phantom’s tongue sticking out between his lips as he worked on the thinner lines, hand moving with precise grace and confidence. Eventually, Phantom started using the remover to sharpen the lines, and Jackie swore he fell more in love with this man every day. 

One day, he’ll have enough saved to add more rubies to the dark silver chains on Phantom’s horns. Maybe he’ll even ask for a raise soon. He wanted the best for Phantom.   

“And done.” Phantom half sang as he set his brush aside. “Well, with the front, I’ll take care of the back after this dries.” He took his phone out and turned the camera on, having it front-facing as he held it in front of Jackie’s face so he could see his horns. “What do you think?”

“Perfect as always.” Jackie praised, always adoring the lace-like pattern Phantom painted. “Just-”

“Just like me?” Phantom said for Jackie and got both of them to laugh. “You always say that.”

“And I always mean it,” Jackie said.

“You do.” Phantom agreed and went down for another kiss.

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@bookwormscififan