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angy-mouse · 2 years

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mouse- just a simple lurker here, but this simple lurker is begging you to do anything monster manor related. When you're feelin up to it, of course!

Get better soon! :D

I wrote this up super fast bc its an idea I've been playing with for a while, i was also toying with the old myth that if someone who loves the werewolf says the werewolf's name and throw their clothes at them they'll be able to change back, but i couldn't make that fit. sfw but very cute i like it and if you wanted nsfw just request again theres not a limit /lh

It was a standoff. You, arms crossed with a scowl firm on your face. Dream and Corpse, failing to appear nonchalant as they piled Dream’s tail in front of the attic door.

“I am not leaving Sapnap to suffer by himself all night. Move.”

“He’d kill us if we let you up. No way.”

Ah, the age-old battle. ‘I love you and want what I think is best for you’ versus ‘I don’t give a damn what you think is best for me if you don’t get the fuck out of my way-’. You were on the opposite side just last night when Punz decided fuck it, he wanted to know what garlic bread tasted like.

“So, what? I’m just supposed to be okay with sending my partner away to suffer once a month for the rest of our lives?” They exchanged a look that clearly said, ‘fuck, the one flaw in our plan.’ “You’re all allowed to take care of me on my period, but I can’t do the same for any of you when you’re plagued by biology?”

Dream was clearly torn between his love for you and his loyalty to his best friend- Corpse was ready to let you do whatever you want. Dream finally huffed, shoulders slumping. “... He’s afraid he’ll hurt you.”

“Do you think he would?”

“No, but you try talking sense into him.”

“I will, thank you.”

Corpse stifled a laugh as Dream slowly processed what he’d just said. “Love you, good luck, maybe bring him some jerky,” he tossed out, pressing a kiss to your cheek as he left, cleansing his hands of the situation. Dream gave another huff, shaking his head with a small smile that he tried to fight.

“You’re too smart, you know that?”

“Too bad you love me and can’t get rid of me!”

“Yeah, yeah, just don’t let him use you as a chew toy.”

“How exactly would that be different from normal?”

You collected an armful of supplies before climbing the stairs. A bag of beef jerky, two water bottles, a blanket and pillow, and your laptop. You figured if he really was as animalistic as he seemed to think, you could toss him jerky bites and put on that sensory video with the dancing fruits. And if he was blowing it out of proportion as you suspected, you could… hand feed him jerky and watch the dancing fruit… No one could judge what you did in your free time.

You could feel your heart crack as you peered into the attic, Sapnap handcuffed to the old iron bed frame on the far wall. He was fuzzier, that was for sure, thick blankets of hair hiding the skin of his chest, arms, and legs. He’d grown a snout- that would be interesting to try and kiss. You were willing to bet not pleasant, but interesting.

His head snapped up with a sharp growl that faltered as he realized it was you. “Stop that,” you huffed, setting up your equipment in the center of the room to start. “Growling at your girlfriend- who do you think you are?”

“What are you doing up here?”

You sat criss-cross-applesauce in your blanket nest, cracking open the jerky bag. “I’m keeping you company,” you said, making sure to keep your voice even and very matter-of-fact. You could see in his eyes the way your tone affected him: this is what you were doing. It was simply a fact. Not a big deal.

“I told Dream-”

“I’m already tired of discussing this,” you decided. “Let’s skip the pomp and circumstance and get to the solution already.” “That you were going to hurt me. Why? You wanna hurt me?”

“No!”

“Then why would you?”

You could tell you were confusing him. Maybe he’s never had anyone talk this through with him, maybe they gave up where you were more stubborn- whatever it was, he had ‘you’re not following the script’ written all across his very fluffy face. “I’ve trashed rooms during the full moon, I’m clearly not in control of myself and I don’t know what I’m capable of.”

You thought about it for almost a minute as you chewed your jerky. “... Do you always lock yourself up in rooms like this?”

He blanked. “Like what?”

“Empty.”

“I guess, yeah. I don’t wanna break anything expensive-”

“You’re an idiot,” you decided, moving your nest to be able to cuddle into his side.

“What the hell-”

“Do you know what happens when you leave a pet dog in a cage with no toys, food, or anything?”

“That is not the same thing,” he indignantly huffed.

“Why not?”

“Because I’m not a fucking dog!”

“What makes you different from a dog?”

“I’m fucking smarter, I have self-control, I-” He froze as he laid eyes on your ‘now you’re getting it, dumbass’ expression. “... Oh.”

“Yeah, ‘oh,’”

“... You’re human, you’re not supposed to know more about this shit than me.”

“I think you guys overcomplicate things,” you laughed, throwing half of your blanket over his lap. “You need a widdle ol’ simple human to point out the obvious.” Your nose wrinkled as you eyed his cuffs- he looked far too much like Jesus for your taste. “Where’s the key for those?”

“Gave ‘em to Dream,”

“They don’t look too thick,” you mused. “Can you just break them?”

“Uh, no, sugar, that’s kinda the point.”

“Well, sorry, smartass, but I can’t give you a kiss while you’re-”

Snap

You let out a laugh as his tail rhythmically thumped against the floor, remains of his cuffs hanging off his wrists like bracelets. “Gimme kiss,” he purred, nosing against your temple, tongue peeking out to lick your cheek.

“Alright, come here, you big goof,” you hummed, pressing your lips to his fuzzy cheek then to the bridge of his snout. “No making out when you’re like this, I don’t know how I feel about the whole ‘no lips’ thing yet.” He simply gave a growling grumble and flopped onto your lap to nuzzle into your stomach, tail going strong as you scratched behind his ears. “... You wanna watch the dancing strawberries?”

“... Maaaaybe.”

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