Perfection Thank You So Much For This!!

Perfection thank you so much for this!!🥰 💞

Oh Veg I've had a rough week at work and I just finished my last shift today and I'm tired. If I can request a little Noist fluff to make it all better I will be a happy girl

Here’s hoping the weekend is better for you!

This takes place in the DemonHunter!AU

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“So this isn’t your full feral form?” Host asked, gently running his hands along Night’s horns, feeling the bumpy texture and poking the tip with his thumbs to see how sharp they were. They were lying on the couch together; Host leaned against the armrest, and Night rested his back to his chest, eyes half-closed as he felt the other’s hands basically massaging his horns. Unlike the average Demon, whose horns, claws, and tails didn’t show unless they were feral, Night could summon his willingly, or at least the basic version of them. 

“Yep. Most would likely call this my true form, and when I go feral, the horns and claws grow thicker, longer, and even sharper. The tail stays the same, maybe gets a little longer, but I wouldn’t notice since when I’m feral, I’m not aware of anything.” Night answered, voice getting a little slower the more he spoke, and he finished everything off with a yawn. 

“Is someone getting tired?” Host lightly teased.

“No.” Night muttered as his eyes fluttered shut when Host was back to rubbing his horns. 

“I don’t think I quite believe you.” Host chuckled, feeling Night relaxing more and more against him, putting his whole body weight on top of his torso. 

“Not tired….just calm.” Night protested weakly. He was losing his fight against sleep with each passing second, Host’s voice sounding like a lullaby. 

“Hmm.” Host hummed and then continued humming a soft, deep tune. 

“Not…fair…” Night’s voice started drifting as his body did the same. 

“It’s okay, Night. You can rest. I’ll stay right here.” Host promised, pressing a kiss to Night’s head, right between his horns, and was humming once more. Night couldn’t even say words this time, just mumbling something before it died off, and soon he was gone to the world, falling asleep on his mate. “Adorable.” Host whispered as his hands dropped into a loose hug, allowing himself to relax, too, and eventually ending up taking a nap with Night. 

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

I love it! ❤️

Sweet Serenity

A/N: A little Noist date for @ariesshower824. Just soft and sweet, and a nice little practice writing more Host and Night.

Host sat by the dresser, carefully pulling the bandages from around his head and tossing them into the basket by his chair.

He leaned his head back with a sigh when hands gently massaged his temples, sighing at the tension in his head being relieved. He grunted, resting his head against Night’s chest, then let out a shaky breath as Night carefully wiped the area around his eyes with a soft cloth.

“Thank you,” Host said quietly, sitting back upright when Night pulled away, presenting his face for him to wrap fresh bandages around.

“You know you don’t need to look your best for a simple date,” Night said with a chuckle, tucking the end of the bandage in and stepping back, helping Host to button his shirt up and guiding him to stand. “It’s just me, and you look lovely no matter how you dress.”

“There’s no need for you to be cute,” Host retorted, pulling his coat on. “I can tell when you’re being sincere.”

Night laughed, offering his arm for Host to loop his into, then led him out of the house to the car.

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Night took Host to a humble restaurant, pulling out his chair for him and pouring him a glass of water.

Though Host had the ability to “see” beyond what most could, there were days he preferred Night’s chivalry, letting him take control of where they went and what they interacted with. He enjoyed not having to narrate everything.

“More wine?” Night asked, one hand tapping Host’s as he waited for an answer. When Host hummed in response, he poured another glass of wine and cut a mouthful of cake with a fork. “Open.”

“Chocolate,” Host said, swallowing his mouthful of cake with a smile, flipping his hand to hold Night’s tightly. “What a pleasant flavour.”

Night nodded, squeezing Host’s hand in return before lifting the napkin to wipe some crumbs off Host’s mouth. He set the napkin on the table, then released Host’s hand to walk around the table and help Host to stand, leading him out of the restaurant and down the street.

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“Tonight was nice,” Host said quietly as they walked down the street, tilting his head up to feel the moonlight on his face. “I enjoyed it.”

“That’s good. Are you ready to go home and relax?” When Host nodded, Night led them back to the car and drove them home.

Almost the moment they were through the door, Night helped Host to remove his coat, hands falling to hold his waist and pull him close.

“I love you,” Night whispered, leaning forward to press a soft and sweet kiss to Host’s lips.

“I love you too,” Host replied, tucking his chin into Night’s shoulder and wrapping his arms around his chest. Night kissed his cheek, returning the embrace before taking Host’s hand and leading him to their bedroom.

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@iamvegorott @brokentimewatch

●unscented mind

M3(273×160mm)

2023

*squeals* I love this so much!! ❤️ 💗

Also the other demons are staying far away from Night cuz they know he's in a bad mood

Ink Month 2023 Day 4

Selfish

“He will be fine. A collection of minor injuries, a fracture in his arm, and a possible concussion.” Edward said to Dark, the two of them standing outside the room Host was resting in. “We will continue to monitor him, but I am more than confident he will recover with no problems. He’s already awake..”

“I still can’t believe he went after several middle-ranks alone. What was he thinking?” Dark sighed with a shake of his head. “Even I would struggle with that. He’s lucky to be alive.” 

“Pride is still a big part of Host, even if he claims to have gotten over it with his age, loss of sight, and wanting to focus on the younger Hunters. He got called out. He couldn’t let that go.” 

“Well, those Demons won’t be calling anyone out for the rest of eternity.” Dark couldn’t help from softly chuckling. 

“I think Host has a different Demon to worry about.” Edward gestured down the hall where Night was storming down it, almost looking like he was on the verge of going feral. Dark took hold of Edward’s arm and got them out of the way, Night not even seeing them as he went into the room. 

“What the hell were you thinking!?” Night snapped as he closed the door. 

“Good morning to you, too.” Host weakly laughed, not bothering to turn his head. He was bandaged up, his arm in a sling, and a monitor had the steady beeping of his heart rate. 

“Why did you go after them!? Why did you fight them alone!?” Night went over to stand at the side of Host’s bed. 

“They said I couldn’t stop them, and I proved them wrong.” Host stated.

“They were almost right! Look at you.” Night made a face at his wording. “Don’t.” He said before Host could make his usual joke. 

“You should see the Demons.” Host decided to say that instead. 

“Congratulations, you killed them, but they almost did the same to you.” 

“But they didn’t.” 

“For fuck’s sake, Host! That’s not what the problem is!” Night ran his hands through his hair in frustration.

“My job is to protect others from dangerous Demons. Those Demons would have started hunting in that town if I didn’t stop them.” Host finally turned his face toward Night

“You could have gotten back up. You could have at least called Dark or someone who could help. You can’t do this on your own anymore.” 

“Because I’m blind?”

“Because you’ve been at this longer than some Hunters have been alive. Because you’ve earned the privilege to do your work from here. Because-”

“You can’t tell me I can only stay here. It’s not fair to have the other Hunters go out in the field while I hide behind a desk.” Host turned his head back away, wanting this conversation to end but refusing to back down. 

“You’re not hiding. You’re doing what is needed to keep them alive as well.” Night took hold of Host’s hand and squeezed it. 

“It’s selfish of me to not help as much as I can.” 

“It’s not.”

“It is.”

“Then you can call me selfish because I don’t want you to die.” Night’s voice cracked, and he placed his other hand on his chest. He felt this tightness in there and fought the tears threatening to form. “I love you, Host. I can’t lose you.” There was a long pause as the two stayed where they were before Host finally broke the silence. 

“You love me?” 

“Yeah…I’m sorry it took so long to say it.” Night lifted Host’s hand and kissed his knuckles. “I can be a bit stubborn.” 

“As can I.” Host took a deep breath. “Alright, I won’t go on my own anymore.” He swallowed and sniffed. “I love you, too.” 

“You better.” Night chuckled and leaned over to kiss Host. 

“Not going on my own or loving you back?” Host asked with a soft chuckle against Night’s lips.

“Both.” Night chuckled as well before kissing Host again. 

I got a mini Host💗 I love this little guy so much thank you @bookwormscififan !!