Arcane Oc [sniles Sneetly] His Name Is Maverick And Hes A Ring Boxer Who Made Stupid Stupid Decisions

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Humans are weird

What if glasses aren't a thing else where? What if aliens didn't understand why we wore pieces of glass in front of our eyes that could possibly interfere with battles? Why are we born with inferior eyes?

Alien: Human Kevin why did you exhale very loudly about 34 hours ago while drinking your beverage?

Kevin: It made my glasses fog up so I couldn't see.

Alien: You are left defenseless while recharging?! Your species is strange…

c!Techno in his natural habitat, obliterating orphans

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Short Prompt #1096

“Human? Aren’t you coming?” One of the monsters asked, questioning the human they had rescued and invited to their nest. “It will be a cold night.”

“O-Oh, I’ll be fine. No uhm- No need to worry…” Human trailed off, sitting down in the corner of the nest and wrapping a blanket around themself.

A different monster chirped at them, raising their arm and therefore the covers they were lying under. “Come along, Human. You’re more than welcome to join.”

The human was hesitant, but slowly crawled over and settled beside the others. They let out a surprised squeak when one of the monsters pulled them into the middle of the cuddle pile. “Uh… Thank you…”

The monsters purred in unison, the closest one whispering in their ear. “You’re welcome, Human.”

OHHH MYY GODD ITS SO GOOD

I absolutely adore your work and was wondering if you could do some terrifying monster under the bed protecting a kid from his horrible parents??

tw: child abuse

Child let out a horrified sob and scrambled to slam the door behind him. Tears flooded down his cheeks and they desperately tried to nudge his bookcase in front of the door, hearing the sound of his parents footsteps hammering up the steps.

His father’s violent shouts, accompanied by his mother’s equally as vicious words.

He used all of his weight until they were sure enough the door was covered, before darting over to his bed as bangs resounded against the wood.

“Open the door!” His father screamed, his fists smacking against the wood and shaking it terribly. Child once again fumbled on his feet, knees weak, trying to find someplace to hide.

He could hear the vile promises his parents were making, causing the child deep dispair as he bumped against the edge of his bed and pressed his small hands over his ears, disintegrating into more sobs.

His body ached at the thought of answering to his father’s belt and his mother’s harsh hand, his cheek already stinging from the impact of one of her furious outbursts already.

The door shook and the bookcase wobbled in danger, books toppling onto the ground. Child pinched his eyes shut and begged for anybody to help him, to stop his parents from hurting him. He didn’t want to be hit, or yelled at, or called horrible names.

Something tugged on his ankle and Child’s eyes popped open, lurching away from the bed with a fright. With tear filled eyes, the child looked down in horror to see a hand protruding from under the bed. It was an inky black, so dark you wouldn’t even see it in the darkness.

It was too big for a human hand, and it’s fingers were long, sharp claws, holding out to the child for him to take. Child let out a horrified shriek when the door rattled and almost splintered, the loudest bang of them all piercing through their skull.

Child was paralysed with terror, and when he looked down towards the bed, there seemed to be a darkness oozing from the edges like a fog, and the outstretched hand inched closer towards him.

“Come.”

Child winced at another loud bang, and he didn’t think twice. He clasped the monsters hand in his own as tightly as he could, and gave a surprised yelp when he was dragged under the bed. The carpet rubbed against his skin and he was plunged into a sea of inky black, his heart rate picking up.

He clawed through the air and tried to crawl away, but something large wrapped around his wrists and gently pulled him back, cradling him against something warm and comforting.

“Hush.”

Child whimpered, his eyes darting through the darkness in fear. He could see two bright glowing eyes staring at him in the dark.

“I’m not going to hurt you.”

There was a crash and Child almost let out a scream when he heard his parents come barrelling in. Their shouts bellowed and the child buried his head into the huge chest, feeling long arms wrap around him in a comforting manner.

He heard glass shattering and heavy objects thundering against the floor. His parents footsteps hammered against the carpet, and Child gave a trembling whimper when he sensed his father gripping the edge of the bed, and peer underneath.

“No, no, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry...”

The words spilled from his lips and the darkness almost coiled around him protectively, keeping him hidden. His father let out a venomous scowl and smacked his fists against the mattress.

“Little bastard...”

Child expected a hand to grab him by the ankles and drag him out, but to his surprise, his father rose straight back to his feet, like he’d never seen him. The child whimpered softly and a cold claw caressed his cheek, wiping away the flood of tears.

“You’re safe with me, little one,” the monster cooed gently, the darkness flowing gracefully. “Don’t cry.”

Child heard more shouts, but they were considerably fainter. He cracked open an eye and glanced out of from under the bed, unable to see his parents in his room anymore. He sniffled and winced when the darkness around him shifted, curling around his body, guiding him out.

Child clambered out from the ground and shakily dragged himself back onto their feet, scrubbing his face. He turned around to see the claw reaching upward, gently stroking his hand.

“Thank you...” The child breathed, curling his small fingers around the monster’s hand. The darkness leaked out from the edges, and he saw those two eyes appear again.

“I will be here whenever you feel unsafe,” the monster whispered, slithering back under the bed. Child was reluctant to let go of its hand, but it withdrew quickly and left him all alone.

He wiped his nose and scurried off to close his door quietly, grateful for whatever strange creature had made its home underneath his bed.

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This makes my heart hurt

Villain had Hero pinned against a wall. Hero was kicking and trying to get Villain off of them, but it was no use. Hero was only a child after all.

“No, please! I- I need to save those people!” Hero cried, Villain made no move to let Hero go.

“You don’t need to do anything, my child. Stop fighting.” Villain motioned to one of his henchmen to come closer. The Henchmen did, and Villain whispered in his ear.

“Kill them. All of them.”

Hero panicked, and struggled against Villains grip around their neck. Villain was only using one hand to keep them in place, and that made Hero feel so much weaker.

“No! No, please! You can’t!” Hero dug their nails into Villains wrist, which didn’t do anything.

“Those are innocent people! Please!”

Villain turned to see tears running down Hero’s face. But Villain didn’t mock them.

Villain placed their forehead against Hero’s, blocking their sight from the scene about to unfold.

“Kill me! Kill me instead! Just not them, please!”

Villain removed their hand from around Hero’s neck, using their hands to cover Hero’s ears. Hero still couldn’t get away, Villains body weight keeping them in place.

Hero could hear screams, then several rounds of gunshots.

“No! NO!” Hero punched and kicked Villain with all they had. Even with the hands over both of their ears, Hero could hear bodies drop to the ground. Then everything went back to silence, apart from Hero’s sobbing.

“How could you? Those were- those were innocent people!”

Villain still covered their ears and didn’t move, they didn’t want Hero to see what happened. Blood was all Hero could smell.

“I could’ve saved them!” Hero screamed.

“No, you couldn’t have. But I do promise you that this is none of your fault.” Villain told Hero.

“You are a child, you shouldn’t be involved in any of this.” Villain moved their hands to Hero’s shoulders and took a step back. Hero fell to their knees, sobbing.

“But-“ Villain cut Hero off.

“But nothing. Your parents clearly only care about the money you bring them, not their actual child.” Villain removed Hero’s bloody mask, Hero was covered in blood and dirt. Hero couldn’t stop Villain from taking their mask off.

“You are going to come home with me, and I will take care of you. I will make sure that your parents suffer immensely.” Villain said coldly, Hero continued to panic.

“No-“ Hero was cut off with a sharp pain in their neck. Villain had drugged them. Hero wasn’t prepared for how fast their world started to spin.

“Just go to sleep, you’ll feel better when you wake up. “

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