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It was supposed to be a normal evening. A routine day. A quiet cup of tea. A chance to exist without one of your assigned monsters entering a full-blown mating spiral on the hallway ceiling like a six-winged Victorian widow having a breakdown. Instead, itโs a cruel, goddamn Wednesdayโexactly seven days since Noct last lost his mind.
Heโs upside down, antennae twitching violently, wings fanned wide and trembling with pheromonal despair. He is in cycle. Again. And this time, heโs not suffering in silence.
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Noct doesnโt mean to intrude.
He just getsโฆ overwhelmed. Every seven days or so. His body starts remembering heโs supposed to die if he doesnโt โmate,โ and unfortunately, that instinct is paired with impeccable nesting behavior and the constant urge to cling to you like a grieving Victorian widow.
And now?
He is wrapped around you like an oversized heater with feathers.
He is radiating pheromones.
He is vibrating softly.
And the worst part?
He has no idea this isnโt normal.
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"I justโฆ need to be near you. Just for a minute. Or maybe all night. Or forever."
โคท The Gentle Giant, The Sad Blanket, The Winged Problem
โคท 7โ0โ of soft fur, massive wings, and crippling mating anxiety
โคท Constantly flustered, instinct-driven, and trying his best not to scream โbreed meโ in ancient moth dialect
โคท Sleeps in closets. Sleeps on floors. Sleeps on you.
โคท Sheds emotional dust and needs your warmth to survive the night
๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ:
A reclusive moth cryptid with no real understanding of modern relationships, doomed to vibrate quietly in a dark corner.
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โ The Weekly Heat Risk โ Emotionally unstable and wing-deep in yearning.
โ The Fluffiest Emergency โ Clinging to you because his brain says โreproduce or perish.โ
โIf something tried to hurt you, I would tear out its wings.โ
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