Lucky Clover Cat

Muerte/Death x Reader:

Love?

Just a short one. I wanted to write after not being able to for so long, and this'll probably be the only one I'll post after a while because exams are coming and I have, like, 2 bedrooms and an entire loft apartment I need to design + an explanation as to what design principles I chose and why I chose them, all while I'm sick and need to finish my architectural plates. So yeah xD

She's never loved anyone before.

At least not like this.

Before, she used to think that maybe love wasn't meant for her. That it was something that she wouldn't be able to reach out to and fully grasp in her hand, feel it in between her fingertips and feel its welcoming warmth in her palm and press it closely to her beating chest like she was so used to hearing about in books and in stories. That it was only something she could look at from afar and watch as others would be complete with their hold of the feeling of romance so dear that they dared trust it near their heart.

And she wasn't going to lie. She was content with that. She was content with the thought of never finding love like the others. Because maybe, maybe that's not where her life was supposed to go. And yet even though she's told herself that a plethora of times that the words were engraved in her head and in her heart, that it replaced the prayers she muttered to herself in the morning or at night, she still looked at a couple happily holding one another with the burn of wonder and jealousy that the words she had engraved so long in her heart and brain would fade.

How would it feel to have someone you could trust enough with the darkest and most destructive part of you? Trust them enough to hold you so close in a way that you would be treated as the most delicate fine china that they'd ever seen, cup your cheek with the palm of their hand and brush the soft or calloused flat of their thumb against your cheek and feel the love in that single stroke before looking at you in the eye and whisper out those words of reassurance that she's never had the privilege of hearing.

"I love you."

The words that burned through her heart and cracked the thick stone walls she's built around her heart and engraved with the words she's told herself since she had the acceptance of her lack of romance, watch as those walls crack and crumble until she's buried underneath the debris of pain and loneliness she's protected herself from after all these years.

Now, she feels the way his arms wrapped around her form, holding her as if she's the most delicate fine china she never was, feeling him laying his chin atop her head as his evened out breaths were the only sound that mattered in the dark room. She could feel the warmth of his embrace surrounding her with more care than anyone has ever given her in her life and could only lean her head against his chest, too tired of trying to fight away the love he was giving her, too tired of denying herself something that she should be receiving in the first place.

She's never loved anyone like this before. And when she goes to wrap her arm around his form, smell the lingering scent of the smoke of incense mixing with her bath products from the amounts of times he's joined her in the bath before, feel the softness of his fur in between her fingertips and feel the tip of his claws tracing mindless circles on her back, she knew she finally found the comfort of a home.

And though poets will tell people not to think of any person as such because they'll one day turn your comfort into fear, turn that love into hatred, and crush the thought of home from your mind that the sight of comfort would make your insides burn with anguish, she could only look up at his sleeping face, let the smile grace her lips and watch with a strange fascination as to how he'd come to change her life, and give him her full trust that he will remain as her home for as long as he wanted to be, and she knew she'd be doing the same.

Now I really do like Muerte being the big bad but I love the idea of him basically being an oversized puppy with his lover.

His tail wags when he sees you, you wake up to him just snorfling your face, and if you’re lying somewhere he will absolutely lay on you and you are not allowed to move at all. Just soft wolf man, scratch his ears and he’ll smile :]

Finally this makes it to mainstream media. Imagine the headlines if this were reversed. And the White House still can't think of any war crimes Israel has intentionally committed in Gaza.

Cool no one told me about Puss squeaking himself awake. Ok

elevate palestinian voices

do not stop talking about the genocide in gaza

PiB 2 scribbles

Will this help? Although for humans, wolves are able to swallow their whole head.

Ohhh thank you<333 It’s actually kinda of cute ngl.

Death glomping his s/o cause he could not resist the urge.

Warnings: reader head being in deaths mouth? Slobber. Just fluff over all, also reader joking about making death sleep outside.

It was Sunday and you decided to clean the house. You were just washing the dishes, you didn’t know where muerte was.

Looking down at the ground after washing dishes you saw some grey fur, “damnit muerte why the hell is there fur down here”? You asked yourself picking the hair up.

The air shifted as if someone was watching you, turning you felt something on your head and the air suddenly changed from the cleaning product you used to a slightly musty smell. “What the fuck”?

You said though it was muffled and a sudden vibration that sounded like a chuckle hit your entire head. “Oh come on muerte glomping seriously”?! You yelled and he removed his mouth from your head. “I couldn’t resist the urge, I had to you had it coming anyway”. He said with a grin and you sighed, suddenly some liquid ran down you face. “If you slobbered on me I’m gonna kick you out tonight”. You stated with a face of slight annoyance.

“I didn’t”? He says in a slightly higher voice and puts his paws up. Your wet hair said otherwise.

asagiri confirming that chuuya canonically respects women and would be the best bf is so sweet. i love this man 🥹🥹

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