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Playing around a little more with horned!omegaverse with Phantom doing some touch-ups to Jackie’s horns

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Phantom softly hummed to himself as he iced some sugar cookies he made. He planned on going out and dropping off some of the cookies to the others. Mare’s sweet tooth seemed to have gotten worse since he and Mad became mates, so he made sure to make an extra batch just for those two. 

“Phan?”

Speaking of mates. 

“In the kitchen,” Phantom called, placing one of his finished cookies aside to have the royal icing dry before putting it with the others in the box. Jackie had fallen asleep on the couch earlier, and his hair was just as spiky as his horns. 

“Cookies?” Jackie asked as he smelled the air. 

“I got bored and wanted to try a new recipe,” Phantom explained as he sat his piping bag down. “And you look like you had the best nap.” He added with a giggle, reaching up in an attempt to fix Jackie’s hair. 

“Would have been better if you were there.” Jackie grinned and got another giggle from Phantom. 

“You are adorable.” Phantom guided Jackie down to kiss his forehead, getting a better look at Jackie’s horns. “When was the last time I freshened these up?” He asked with a hum, gently holding one of Jackie’s horns and rubbing his thumb against it. 

“Don’t know. We’ve been extra busy lately.” Jackie shrugged. 

“I have to wait for my next batch of cookies to cool off before I ice them. Maybe I can paint you while we wait.” Phantom offered. 

“I’m okay with that.” Jackie almost had a purr in his voice.

“If we also had tails, you’d be wagging it.” Phantom teased. “Come on, let me spoil you a little.” He took hold of Jackie’s hand and walked them to their bedroom. Jackie bounced up on the bed and laid on his back, having the biggest smile as he waited. Phantom went to the closet and took out his bottle of horn-paint, giving it a little shake. “Might need to get some more horn-paint next time we’re out.” He commented as he grabbed the rest of his supplies of brushes, paper towels, and a bottle of horn-paint remover. 

The look of the store clerk’s face was still fresh in Phantom’s mind when he had bought all of this stuff all those months ago. Usually, when an omega bought horn-paint, they’d avoid the remover. Not even looking in the direction of it and often even going to stores that didn’t even sell it. It was considered a jinx to buy both paint and remover at the same time, a sign to fate to ruin the relationship. Phantom didn’t care about superstitions and only cared about making the designs on Jackie’s horns as perfect as possible. Erasers were just as useful as pencils when it came to art. Remover was the same for horn-paint.  

“We should buy remover again. The clerk’s faces are always priceless.” Jackie laughed. 

“They think we’re tempting destiny to ruin us,” Phantom said as he crawled into the bed. He sat his supplies on the bedside table and adjusted Jackie’s head to rest on his lap. 

“It’d take more than destiny to take me away from you. I’d fight the universe you keep you by my side.” Jackie’s smile was soft and tender as he looked up at Phantom. Phantom felt his heart flutter, and he leaned over, kissing Jackie with his own soft smile. 

“I love you, too,” Phantom whispered against Jackie’s lips. Jackie fully purred this time and lifted his head to kiss Phantom back. Phantom kissed Jackie’s nose and sat back up. 

Jackie’s smile stayed as he watched Phantom work. How he poured a small amount of remover into the bottle’s cap before doing the same to the horn-paint. The look of pure concentration on Phantom’s face as he picked up one of the brushes and started painting over the slightly faded lines on his horns. He could even see the tip of Phantom’s tongue sticking out between his lips as he worked on the thinner lines, hand moving with precise grace and confidence. Eventually, Phantom started using the remover to sharpen the lines, and Jackie swore he fell more in love with this man every day. 

One day, he’ll have enough saved to add more rubies to the dark silver chains on Phantom’s horns. Maybe he’ll even ask for a raise soon. He wanted the best for Phantom.   

“And done.” Phantom half sang as he set his brush aside. “Well, with the front, I’ll take care of the back after this dries.” He took his phone out and turned the camera on, having it front-facing as he held it in front of Jackie’s face so he could see his horns. “What do you think?”

“Perfect as always.” Jackie praised, always adoring the lace-like pattern Phantom painted. “Just-”

“Just like me?” Phantom said for Jackie and got both of them to laugh. “You always say that.”

“And I always mean it,” Jackie said.

“You do.” Phantom agreed and went down for another kiss.

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@bookwormscififan

●unscented mind

M3(273×160mm)

2023

I love it! That spice at the end tho yowza 🥵

Ink Month 2023 Day 14

Precious

Night was sitting on the couch in the dimly lit room. The TV had automatically turned off at this point, and the only light source was a dying lightbulb from a lamp across the room. He didn’t care; he couldn’t move. Host had fallen asleep during the movie they were watching, his head rested in his lap, and Night couldn’t bear the thought of moving and waking him just yet. 

“So soft.” Night whispered to himself, running a hand through Host’s hair. “So peaceful.” He paused when Host hummed and nuzzled his head against Night’s legs a little before going still again. Host was known as a threat, cunning, and able to take down middle-ranks and possibly even high-ranks on his own with just a bat, but when he was asleep, it reminded Night of what he actually was.

Human. 

His Human. 

Host was fragile compared to him, but he was still the most wonderful and precious thing in his life. He’d fight and kill anyone or anything that would risk taking Host away from him. Night never thought he’d be with another again, let alone another Human, after what happened with Day, but…here he was. 

“You are truly one of the most unique Humans out there.” Night knew Host couldn’t hear him, lost in his dreams, and that made saying the words much easier. “I know there are several other Humans with Demon mates, well, ‘boyfriends’ for some of them.” He softly chuckled, knowing that those who weren’t claimed yet were likely to go down that route soon. Their adoration of each other was thick enough that Night could literally smell it. He honestly probably was radiating the same scent as he gently caressed Host’s face, rubbing his thumb against his cheek before tucking it under his cloth blindfold and then removing it. 

Night knew he had permission to remove said cloth when it was only himself and Host around. He and Edward were the only ones allowed to see him without it, never wanting to worry the others about the damage done to his face and eyes. Night didn’t know the story behind the scars, though. He wondered if he would be told one day or if that would just always remain a secret. 

“They may be with Demons, but I don’t think any other Human could be with the creator of them.” He continued as his hand slid down Host’s neck and then paused just past the crook of it, right where a claim mark would be. “And, maybe one day, you’ll be claimed by him as well…maybe even allow yourself to be turned into a Demon so he’ll never fear losing you to age.” Night could feel that temptation crawling up his spine. 

Host was asleep. He’d have no idea it was happening until it was too late, and they could live their full potential together. 

No.

He can’t do that.

Not unless Hosts tells me that he wants it. 

But until that day comes, or if it never does-

“I’ll keep you safe.” Night kissed Host’s forehead. That was the final thing to finally wake him.

“Huh? Night? Did I fall asleep again?” Host mumbled, opening his eyes and showing Night the wide, endless clouds that they were. 

“You did.” Night chuckled.

“We’re never going to get to watch a new movie at this rate.” Host grunted as he sat up. 

“I’d watch the same movie for the rest of eternity if it meant that you got some rest.” Night leaned back against the couch with another chuckle. “Since someone works himself too much.” 

“I do not work myself that much.” Host huffed, turning around and partially crawling across the couch until he found Night’s lap and sat on it. 

“Really? Because the last time I checked, I have to quite literally drag you from your office nearly every, well, I’d say night, but it’s basically morning by the time I get to you.” Night teased, resting his hands on Host’s hips. 

“Then you should get to me sooner if it’s that big of the problem.” Host teased back with a playful poke to Night’s chest. 

“Or I could make it so you won’t be able to work the next day~” Night purred and tightened his grip on Host. 

“I’d like to see you try.” Host would have been purring as well if he could. 

“Is that a challenge?” 

“It’s a dare.” 

“Get ready, then.” Night stood up, lifting Host with him like he weighed nothing, and was out of the living room and to the bedroom in a blink. 

AHHHH! I LUV THIS! THANK U SO MUCH!!

2. Kissing their rosy cheeks when it's cold out.

Definitely reminds me of Host and Night in DemonHunter au! 😍

2. Kissing their rosy cheeks when it's cold out. ----------

Host let out a breath through chattering teeth, the snow slowly piling on his shoulders as he walked, his cane leaving lines in the snow on the sidewalk. He had stubbornly stayed at headquarters much longer than he should have. Despite several warnings of the upcoming snow from the others, he decided to finish his task and was now dealing with the consequence of his choice. 

“What are you doing?” A sudden voice made Host instinctively react and swing his cane toward the source. The cane got caught, and the strength behind the hold and how it got placed right back down told Host who was with him. “What are you doing?” Night asked again. 

“I am walking home.” 

“Alone? In the middle of the night? While it’s freezing and snowing?” 

“You sound like I am incapable of handling a simple straight-forward walk.” Host scoffed and started walking once more. 

“I know you can handle a walk just fine. You’ve had your fair share of killing Demons as well. But-” Night’s voice dropped, and he hugged Host from behind. “-there seems to be a very powerful Demon on the loose tonight that’s very hungry~” 

“Really?” Host let out an annoyed sigh but did lean himself back against Night. “Is this how you chose to flirt tonight?” 

“What? Am I being too forward?” Night chuckled, nuzzling his face against the crook of Host’s neck, his much warmer body feeling good against his cold skin. “You always seem to appreciate when I’m fairly blunt.” 

“Couldn’t wait until I got out of freezing snow?” Host’s tone was teasing. 

“What can I say? You’re very irresistible.” Night chuckled. 

“Is that how I managed to get the creator of Demons wrapped around my finger?” Host hummed.

“I wouldn’t put it like that.” 

“I would. If I told you to let me go and finish my walk alone, would you?”

“Oh, hush.” Night mumbled and kissed Host’s cheek, seeing how red they and his nose were. “You really are cold.” 

“Have we not been saying that it’s freezing out here?” 

“Enough, sass. Let’s get you home before I have a popsicle for a mate.” 

“Me? Sass? I would never.” Host’s smile was large as Night groaned loudly. 

“You’re lucky I’ve claimed you.” Night moved to the front of Host and picked him up, something they’d both grown accustomed to whenever Night wanted to go somewhere quickly. 

“What a shame.” Host chuckled, tucking his cane between his arm and side as his other arm went around Night’s neck, and he kissed the Demon’s forehead. “What a shame.” He repeated with another chuckle as he could barely hear a soft rumble of a purr coming from Night before they took off for his home.   ---------- Soft Kissing Prompts: Link

Or maybe Al the cat just jumps up and eats the spider. 🐱

I just watched a vid of Mat getting scared of spiders and why not apply that to mad.

Mare thinks it’s the cutest thing in the world as Mad is clinging to him for him to just kill and or trap the spider that ended up in his lab. Which Mare does but teases Mad with chasing him around the house with that caught spider. XD

I can't help from thinking of that classic scene of the person scared literally jumping into the other person's arms. Just Mad leaping up like a cat and using Mare as leverage to get away from the spider

I'm debating between Mare being like the main spider-handler of the house or if Mare and Phantom both vibe with the spiders

Just Mare having both Mad and Phantom on his and yelling for him to take care of the spider XD But also the twist of Mad jumping up on Mare while Jackie jumps up on Phantom. Battle Boys takes care of the eight-legged critters of the home