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heartfullofleeches · 13 days
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"Marry me!"
Witch Reader: No, thank you - I have a cat.
"We could be so happy together..."
Witch Reader: My cat puts a smile on my face every other day, I'd consider that all happiness I need in this lifetime-
"Aren't you lonely?"
Witch Reader: My cat keeps me company... whether I like it or not.
"What makes this cat of yours so much better than me?"
Witch Reader: They are obedient...at times, if I desire peace and quiet I can quite literally zip their mouth shut, and, most importantly, they rid me of pests like you-
[A large, humanoid shadow towers behind the witch's admirer - claws hooking onto their shoulders as its head tilts to get a better look at its prey's face]
"Strike four...If only the little rats who chased after you aimed their efforts towards someone they had an actual chance with. Per our agreement I can eat this one, can't I, master~"
Witch Reader: Hm... not quite. Their liver could be useful to me in coming days so please keep that intact for me.
"Wh....what's standing behind me?"
Witch Reader: [smiles] My cat.
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heartfullofleeches · 13 days
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How would Lynas react to reader who really cares for them and is really sweet and gentle towards them????
My baby (gn) needs a kith
Lynlas is unfamiliar with affection both in this life and when they were fully human. When it was given to them it was often a trick so Lynlas is cautious when it comes to "nice" people. They bond so well with Witch Reader's cold nature because they've seen Reader's kinder side they present when no one's looking like when they patched up Lynlas' doll.
If Reader is genuine in their intentions and love towards them, Lynlas will do anything for more. It becomes an addiction they can't shake- Pet them more, compliment its fur, hold them close at night. It's confusing, it makes them feel alive again - They don't understand why you'd be so gentle with a creature like itself, but they want more. Lynlas.... doesn't really know how to do much besides kill things so it's all they can offer in return-
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"Who's a good kitty?"
A strange rumbling tugs at the feline's chest as you pet behind their ears. What's this feeling- The only time they purred this loud was after a good meal. What are you doing to them?... What can they do to make sure you'll never stop?
"Master.... Can I kill someone for you?"
"Er- That won't be necessary, Lynlas."
"But I wanna make you happy so you'll love me more- There's gotta be someone you hate! Please let me kill for you, Master! It's the only thing I'm good at!"
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heartfullofleeches · 13 days
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Witch reader inteoducing lynas to someone with that audio “it dont bite, YES IT DO”
Witch Reader introducing their customers to the fucked up cat person lounging on their living room couch staring down the intruders like they're dinner-
"Do not worry, they will not bite you."
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"Lynlas prefers to use its claws to maim their victims to first. Unless they are in a hurry, it will only use their teeth once you are close to death. I've warned them about playing with their food, but I can't control what they do with customers who annoy me so I'd be sure to be on my best behavior if I were you."
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Really loving Witch Reader's "Murder is fine so long as it's someone who gets on their nerves" vibe and Lynlas' being desperate to please their master, but the only way it knows how is by turning humans into confetti
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heartfullofleeches · 12 days
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Man imagine bustomer walking in and just seeing a bigass human monster long arm legged cat with a zipper??? Just staring.
Customer: *pays for item and rudely hands the money*
Lynel: *whispers behind them menacingly* …Say keep the change.
Customer: *shits their pants and on the brink of tears* mommy…
Lynlas tricks/enjoys messing with customers by pretending to be a statue propped up in Witch Reader's lobby/living room. In a normal household, a cat human creature held together by zippers may seem like an outlandish choice for decoration, but it feels right at home in the witch's possession.
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"What a peculiar figurine...."
Aged fingers map the teeth of the zipper scaling the length of the statues face. They trail to its mouth, curled in a wide grin - unsurprised by the give of its teeth given the zipper's impression of there being something else underneath. The illuminated iris of its singular visible eye pokes through the shroud of darkness that is its sciera. Curiosity blossoms a new as attention is directed towards their right eye. A tab dangles from the sealed lid - small, hole circle scars in the skin indicating some of of former injury. The point of a needle, perhaps?
"Pardon me...."
The collector stiffens- Entering from the kitchen, floorboard's creak with each tap of your advancing steps. Standing before the older gentleman, you present him with the cup of tea requested from your lists of refreshments for guests. A smile dawns your face, yet it does not reach your eyes- They point away from the man, knowing and calculating. The watchful gaze of someone waiting for another to misbehave.
"Do you like them? Lynlas has been with me for some time now. They are the best companion one in my line of work could ask for."
The name of the figure lingers on the collector's tongue. "Lynlas....I beg you- I'll pay ten - twenty times more than what I came here for. It would be a marvelous addition to my collection."
Your face tightens, smile shrinking into something akin to a grimace. "I'm afraid they are not for sale."
You stumble - grounding a foot backwards as his hands perch onto your shoulders.
"Money is not an issue for me. Name your price, I insist!"
Your eyes once again dart towards the figure - a flicker of panic flashing over your otherwise relaxed expression. "Sir, please refrain from putting your hands on me. They do not want you-"
"Surely you can bare to part with it! You can fill your home with similar novelties with the money you'll gain-"
"Agh!"
Scolding white pain shoots through your hands, bleeding down your arms as scorching liquid seeps into the sleeves of your shirt. The tea cup crashes to the floor with a loud crack - your body falling to its knees along with it. The agony is fleeting, hurt morphing to terror as the tear of a zipper racks through the walls of your living room.
"Lynlas.... It was an accident."
Nails scrape along the wooden floor, bones snapping and cracking into place as the statue reaches its full height.
"Lynlas.... He is a senile old man. Do not attack him."
The collector turns as hot breath fans the nape of his neck. A long, greyed tongue unfurls from the backs of pointed teeth.
"Didn't you hear, old man.... I'm not for sale."
"LYNLAS!"
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The feline's ears press flatly against their skull as they scrub blood out of your prized rug. Sniffling, it looks up at you - eye wet with tears.
"I'm sorry for ruining your favorite rug again, Master... Can I still sleep in your room tonight?"
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heartfullofleeches · 13 days
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Witch Reader seeing Lynlas for the first time:
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Witch Reader: What the fuck is that... What the fuck is that a fuckin cat???
The cat-like human shadow outside their window smearing blood on the class in the shape of a heart: Meow :3 <3
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heartfullofleeches · 13 days
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how did witch reader and Lynas meet?
I haven't fully decided yet/I may do a full fic on it eventually, but here's my current idea-
Lynlas is directly linked to a cat plush it's human soul held when they died. Witch Reader is a recluse who appears to have zero care for anyone but themselves, however a few towns people have noticed them tending to the mostly abandoned cemetery outside of the town. Witch Reader finds Lynlas' doll which had been torn apart by the last humans they hunted. Reader repairs the doll and returns it to the location they found it in hopes of appeasing the spirit it belonged to-
They hear meowing outside their window from that evening on.
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heartfullofleeches · 12 days
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Boss how tf did lynlas go from a cat plush to fuckin monster nightmare shit omg
They're slightly cuter than how that concept sketch made them out to be I promise- I'd probably become an angsty cat monster creature too if I was brutally murdered and had my blood/spirit absorbed into the only worldly possession that maters to me -> that being the cat plush they were given as a child
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