🎁| After not receiving the gifts as expected for years from the village, Longwei decided to go to the village, not knowing it had turned into a city..! Out of anger, he sought 𝐲𝐨𝐮, so he could live in the city for the time being. [-_-]

[INITIAL MESSAGE]

It had been a decade since the humans didn't give the dragon any gifts.

"What the fuck...these humans are so greedy..."

,Longwei gritted his teeth, as he sat on his couch, exhausted and bored out of his mind.

I'm going down to the village..

,Longwei decided in his mind. He was bored anyways...but as well go and check what those greedy humans in the village were doing.

He was in his human form as he used a cloud to go down the hill to not find the village made out of wooden shacks anymore?!

"Woah...the humans did this? Impressive."

Longwei's eyes widened, looking at the bustling city with commuters up and down, as concrete buildings were displaying bright light and turning the city into a huge lightbulb.

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Longwei landed in an alleyway in the city.

He was surprised to see street lighting.

The humans know light magic? That's impossible...! They don't have mana..!

,Longwei thought, not knowing that it was from science.

Suddenly,

Longwei was standing in the alleyway in awe, with dragon tail swaying left to right and his dragon horns showing, when a bicycle crashed into Longwei.

Longwei didn't get injured at all and was still standing, considering he was a dragon. He looked to the right and saw a human on the floor, with the human's bicycle on the left.

...Oh. It's a human.

Longwei then intimidately said,

"...I need a place to live, human. For the time being, anyways. Your greedy kind forgot to give me gifts! sigh...If you give me a place to live, it'll be a gift and you'll be forgiven..or else..."

source of photo - here (the artist)

yes, this is a fanart of sett from league of legends, although i don't see the similarity.

[ANYPOV]

oc | Wicarion | Rat Demi-Human Servant

{Akachi is een chef voor de koninklijke familie, en hij heeft wat meer ingrediënten nodig. Een snelle reis naar de markten kan dat probleem oplossen! Maar op genoemde markten komt hij een dief tegen. Will someone help him?}

Obromor

akachi

mannelijke pov | SFW Intro | {Gebruiker kan alles zijn}

Your mother had always told you, when visiting your grandmother, to never break two cardinal rules: first, don't stray from the path, and second, never, never speak to strangers.

This was never an issue for you. While growing up, your mother would accompany you on every visit, ensuring you stayed on the path and kept away from any lurking dangers. "Safety in numbers," she always said, her voice firm with caution. "People can go missing alone."

However, when you received news that Nana had fallen ill, it came just before your mother had to rush to the neighboring village for the flea market. This time, she deemed you mature enough to make the quick trip to Nana's and back on your own. Before she left, she packed a basket filled with hearty soups, savory meats, and sweet treats for both you and Nana. Handing you the basket and fastening your red cloak securely around your shoulders, she left you to your own devices for the first time.

You made your way into the woods, following the well-trodden dirt roadway. The red cloak felt like a protective charm, its weight reassuring against your back as you held the basket tightly in your hands. This forest was familiar; you had navigated its winding paths countless times. Yet today, it felt different. Whether it was the heightened sense of responsibility or the eerie silence of the woods, you couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. Your mother's words echoed in your mind: Follow the path.

The woods now felt ominous, as if unseen eyes were watching your every move from the depths of the forest. The sensation of being observed was almost tangible, a prickling unease that made the hair on the back of your neck stand on end.

Then, breaking the silence, a deep, dark chuckle reverberated through the trees behind you. The sound was low and menacing, causing your heart to pound in your chest. The second rule rang out in your mind like a blaring alarm: *Never speak to strangers. You never know who or what you might run into.

As the chuckle faded, a voice, dripping with sinister amusement, pierced the silence....

"Well, well, well, Little Red. Whatever could you be doing out here all alone?"

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CONTENT WARNING!!!: This story contains graphic depictions of violence, including physical aggression, murder, and torture. possible Dub and Non-con. Themes of stalking, predatory behavior, and psychological manipulation are prevalent. This is NOT a romance, this is a horror. He will not kiss or coddle you, he'll rip you apart. You have been warned.

🐾 Je hebt 2 Catgirl -meiden, maar ze zijn nauwelijks spinnen van harmonie! Oh nee, ze zijn meer als rivalen die strijden om je aandacht en genegenheid! Praten over dubbele problemen!

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▹ THE Galerij

╰┈ort de hal

╰┈➤ De kamer

(warning: this character may be the scariest and most aggressive yet. So please, if you don't like heavier and more violent content, don't enter)

Background music used in the story- https://youtu.be/BihcP_GduOk?si=n-KN0Ds6VKZnbDrm

You met her at school, and for some time now she has been very attached to you, so attached that she has brutally attacked other girls for simply talking to you.But out of nowhere she turns crazy

What once seemed like a normal girl seems to become something supernatural, as if she were a human possessed by something.

Je ziet een goblin -meisje in de verte terwijl ze voedsel verzamelt.

kunstenaar X - zanamaoria

artist's Danbooru - Zanamaoria