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And another story based on a roleplay between CommanderLeifN7 and myself.
This one's all the way back from when Seal The Deal DLC came out. Cuz damn you Snatcher, I cleared all of your stupid challanges before the difficulty got nerfed to hell and back! I deserve some recognition damn it! :D
But no seriously this is a lot less kinky than my usual afair, I've honestly debated whether I should be posting this one at all, though I might as well. I'm sure sombody out there can enjoy a litle bit of fun times with Snatcher.
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Death Wish
"What?! You're not dead! This book was useless! I should sue... Ugh you completed all my contracts, but somehow you're still alive to pester me. Thanks, I guess. Really this is just great. Congratulations."
Markus was proud of himself. He stood in front of Snatcher as the ghost went on and on, each word, laced with utter annoyance and anger, washed over the human in a wave of validation. This... This very feeling is why he had stuck with the stupidly complicated task until the very end. Nothing could ruin this moment for him as he just stood there expectantly in front of the shadowy creature, waiting, relishing every second.
"Huh? You want a reward? Look, we've done this before. You really need to learn to negotiate up-front. I get the feeling you're not going to leave me alone unless I hand over something. It's always about you, huh? You know, you weren't even supposed to make it this far. They should be picking out flowers for you right now. So I guess we can't always get what we want. Now, there there. At least you have a feeling you achieved something. You earned it."
The human took a deep breath and with the same unwavering smile moved towards Snatcher. Slowly, he wrapped his arms around the shadowy specter and with a sigh of relief leaned in to give the ghost as big a hug as someone his size could manage.
This took Snatcher a little bit by surprise as he stared in confusion at the annoying little bastard that bested even the most treacherous of his contracts. He was just about to offer a half-hearted pat of acknowledgement, when with a quick motion Markus slid around him, swinging himself behind the specter’s back, and grabbed him in a stranglehold, grinning deviously throughout it all.
Markus giggled. He knew this wouldn't accomplish anything, in fact he doubted this contract-obsessed meanie even needed to breathe but at the very least this felt... satisfying. He pressed down harder, hoping Snatcher would at least show some sign of discomfort.
"Gack! Agh! Really?! REALLY?!" Snatcher’s ghostly voice filled the ship. He sounded more annoyed than distressed as he flailed his arms about in surprise. His ghostly neck seemed to deform like an inflatable balloon under Markus' semi-homicidal grasp. He wasn't in pain, but he didn't like being held in almost any capacity, especially a hostile one. And he certainly didn't appreciate how his head looked like an air balloon in Markus' grasp like this, the little bastard just made him look ridiculous!! And as if to add insult to injury, his body kept making a soft squeaking noise that only occurred whenever Markus would hit someone that really didn’t want to fight.
Markus laughed and laughed as he pressed down on the soft shadowy body, happy to be the one toying with Snatcher... just this once. He deserved this opportunity; after all the crap Snatcher put him though, it was justified. But perhaps even more importantly, it was extremely satisfying, just like that time he ruined Snatcher's contract.
The ghost’s body began to morph, his left hand becoming his right, his odd collar shifting to resemble its shape from the front, and his face sank into his head, disappearing and reappearing on the back of it, emerging from the deep darkness with a mildly annoyed expression directed right at the human.
"I get that you wanna murder me in revenge for all that kid, but A: You were the one that signed up for it and B: Someone already beat you to it! So I guess that makes you a bit of a...." He let the air dangle there for a moment, before his hands shot forward, scooping Markus up and holding him against the ceiling. His expression shifted from annoyance to absolute joy. "FOOOOOOOOOOL! AAHHHHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
Markus couldn’t help mirroring Snatcher’s mood, laughing gleefully as one of his cheeks was forced against the ceiling. He didn't squirm or attempt to get away and simply waited for the specter to finally calm down.
Snatcher pulled Markus closer to his chest and the human grabbed onto the mischievous ghost again but this time for a genuine hug. The texture of Snatcher's fluff felt akin to a handmade blanket, with large tassels on the sides, feeling soft and smooth to the touch. No matter how much he leaned into it, it felt like he could go deeper, like he was sinking into a black hole. He moved in to give Snatcher’s cheek a nuzzle, and then relaxed in the ghost’s grasp, peaceful and content. "Soooo worth it~" He whispered and with a smiled at the being who was responsible for more deaths than he could ever hope to count (luckily there was a tally). "You're a big meanie and I still like you!" He reached one hand up to gently ruffle the fluff around Snatcher's neck. "Did you have fun at least?"
"Well yeah… Can’t say I didn't enjoy or cheer every time you got set on fire or nailed by a rocket." One of his eyes gave a wink, before the Snatcher swirled around at Markus' hug. There was a little part of him that was somewhat happy the human managed to survive. "I'm beginning to think you're actually immortal honestly. Wish you would have told me that before I organized all of this stuff!" He said and playfully ruffled the human’s hair, the large, mitten-shaped hand eclipsing his whole head and easily making a mess of it. "I suppose I could reward you with someeeeething... You ready for it though? It's a bit of a surprise." His words felt fairly menacing, yet there was a bit of a kind undertone behind his unnaturally cheerful smile.
Markus pondered for a moment. Normally he’d jump at the opportunity but this was Snatcher. He regarded the specter with a suspicious glare until finally curiosity won over caution. He rolled his eyes and groaned, trying to gauge whether he could trust the shadowy creature. And given that same ever-present grin on Snatcher’s face, Markus knew that the answer of course was no. There was no reason at all to trust this fucker. "Yeah, I'll bite." Markus agreed with a shrug and closed his eyes.
The grin on Snatcher's face grew more evil as he hugged Markus a bit tighter. Immediately the human felt himself sinking into the ghost. The purple matter that made the specter’s body up consuming Markus like quicksand. No amount of resistance Markus could put up would allow him to be released, as his lower half along with his arms, were trapped in that ethereal darkness. To his credit though, he didn’t struggle much, even as Snatcher pressed down atop his head, sinking him even more into his body before darkness completely overtook him. Markus went in knowing Snatcher might try something like this and even though he knew that he could very well be in mortal danger, the human didn't resist, finding himself enveloped first by the soul-suckers fluff and then by velvet sheets of darkness within Snatcher. It was a weird feeling, as if reality itself overlapped with the void, with the space around him flowing and tightening with his every attempt to move, effectively keeping him in place.
The Snatcher rubbed where Markus once was, an expression of content decorating his glowing face. A few echoy, ghostly gurgles sounded out around the room, and his peace was interrupted by a brief belch. A few purple particles floated from his mouth before dissipating like embers.
Markus shivered as he pressed on the walls around him a couple more times. He knew he should have been worried. As a matter of fact, he should have been utterly panicking. Of all the people he’d encountered on his journey, he was certain that Snatcher would be the last one to hesitate going through with actually killing him. Yet as he felt the dark cramped space bulging inwards from the outside, he couldn’t help but chuckle. “Not after all this.”
Just as he uttered those words though, the space around Markus became sticky almost as if the confines of his newfound home began to liquefy. “Wh-wha?” The human furrowed his brow in confusion as dark purple ooze seeped from all around him, sticking to his skin and clothing like fresh hot glue. The little guy began flailing around which only seemed to worsen his predicament much like squirming around in quicksand would.
The human yelped as some of the gunk got onto his face and then again as it covered his nose. Yet just when he was about to scream for Snatcher to stop he realized he could still breathe. “Oh…” He turned to look up but found the ooze seeping onto his face, covering his eyes along with the glasses, yet for some reason it only made him chuckle. It wasn’t like it was blocking his view of anything after all.
Soon enough his entire body was covered yet he didn’t feel like his moves were restricted, only like fresh mud caked every available inch of his form. And he had to admit it wasn’t the most uncomfortable feeling, in fact it was actually kind of relaxing.
Snatcher looked at a wrist watch that spontaneously appeared on his arm in a puff of smoke, timing something. “Hah! Gave you a scare didn’t I?” He grinned, patting along his slender form, knowing that somewhere in there, completely obscured from sight was Markus. “Sit tight, and try not to move too much, will you?”
Markus wasn’t sure why but he felt compelled to follow that advice. He closed his eyes, allowing his view to sink into even deeper darkness as he let out a long, heavy breath. After all the jumping, running around, dodging rockets and trying not to fall into lava he knew he deserved a little rest.
It wouldn’t last though. Once twenty minutes had passed. Snatcher prepared himself, sitting up straight and beating on his chest, coughing deeply. "Ahemmm, hak!" He took a few tries, but eventually, He coughed up a vague purple lump that tumbled into the pile of pillows nearby. A moment later Markus’ head popped up. He looked up to give Snatcher an annoyed look only to find himself staring at a mirror, held in place by the specter himself.
What stared back at him was a purple, glowing silhouette of himself, with bright orange eyes and a joyous toothy grin. "Consider it a temporary tattoo you won at a carnival, twerp. You may not be dead, but at least you can pretend you're as dead as I am! Certainly makes you easier on the eyes, that's for sure!"
"Ah! Cosmetic items!" Markus exclaimed making silly expressions and rubbing his own face to see just how expressive it now “I’m rocking this look!" He exclaimed gleefully.
"Of course you're rocking it! You look just like me!" The Snatcher launched his head back in one of his trademark cackles as Markus swam back towards him through the pile. Slowly, slowly reaching for the tip of the shadowy tail and…
By the time Snatcher realized something was off, it was already too late; with a sudden yank the human pulled him off the ledge and sent him tumbling right down into the sea of pillows. The Specter only managed a short distressed yelp as he sunk beneath the surface.
The room echoed with laughter as Markus picked up a pillow and tossed it at the confused ghost's face as soon as it popped up. The pillow fazed right through the specter’s body as he glared back at the human. The pair sat there in silence for a moment, before the Snatcher grabbed the corner of a particularly big pillow, and slammed Markus with it in a large, arcing swing. The human found himself tumbling into his hidden pillow fort, with Snatcher oozing into it right after and reforming into his normal shape, coiling around Markus like a snake.
The human sighed in relief as he leaned into the soft shadows that wrapped around him within the cramped space. He relaxed and closed his eyes.
Snatcher was absolutely massive, arching his back and still taking up a good portion of the space. But the specter had to admit this felt… cozy enough. He let out a quiet chuckle and in a manner so uncharacteristic of him gave the human a pat before closing his eyes as well. "Hah... I guess doing this with you was pretty fun, wasn't it?"
"You bet!” Markus exclaimed and let out a tired yawn. “Let's wait a little until next time though, alright?" He added as he kneaded the big ghost like a pillow before letting her head sink a little into Snatcher's fluff.
“Alright kiddo. I think you might deserve a little rest after all that.” The ghost paused debating his next words for a moment and then added. “You did… alright.”
This one's all the way back from when Seal The Deal DLC came out. Cuz damn you Snatcher, I cleared all of your stupid challanges before the difficulty got nerfed to hell and back! I deserve some recognition damn it! :D
But no seriously this is a lot less kinky than my usual afair, I've honestly debated whether I should be posting this one at all, though I might as well. I'm sure sombody out there can enjoy a litle bit of fun times with Snatcher.
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Death Wish
"What?! You're not dead! This book was useless! I should sue... Ugh you completed all my contracts, but somehow you're still alive to pester me. Thanks, I guess. Really this is just great. Congratulations."
Markus was proud of himself. He stood in front of Snatcher as the ghost went on and on, each word, laced with utter annoyance and anger, washed over the human in a wave of validation. This... This very feeling is why he had stuck with the stupidly complicated task until the very end. Nothing could ruin this moment for him as he just stood there expectantly in front of the shadowy creature, waiting, relishing every second.
"Huh? You want a reward? Look, we've done this before. You really need to learn to negotiate up-front. I get the feeling you're not going to leave me alone unless I hand over something. It's always about you, huh? You know, you weren't even supposed to make it this far. They should be picking out flowers for you right now. So I guess we can't always get what we want. Now, there there. At least you have a feeling you achieved something. You earned it."
The human took a deep breath and with the same unwavering smile moved towards Snatcher. Slowly, he wrapped his arms around the shadowy specter and with a sigh of relief leaned in to give the ghost as big a hug as someone his size could manage.
This took Snatcher a little bit by surprise as he stared in confusion at the annoying little bastard that bested even the most treacherous of his contracts. He was just about to offer a half-hearted pat of acknowledgement, when with a quick motion Markus slid around him, swinging himself behind the specter’s back, and grabbed him in a stranglehold, grinning deviously throughout it all.
Markus giggled. He knew this wouldn't accomplish anything, in fact he doubted this contract-obsessed meanie even needed to breathe but at the very least this felt... satisfying. He pressed down harder, hoping Snatcher would at least show some sign of discomfort.
"Gack! Agh! Really?! REALLY?!" Snatcher’s ghostly voice filled the ship. He sounded more annoyed than distressed as he flailed his arms about in surprise. His ghostly neck seemed to deform like an inflatable balloon under Markus' semi-homicidal grasp. He wasn't in pain, but he didn't like being held in almost any capacity, especially a hostile one. And he certainly didn't appreciate how his head looked like an air balloon in Markus' grasp like this, the little bastard just made him look ridiculous!! And as if to add insult to injury, his body kept making a soft squeaking noise that only occurred whenever Markus would hit someone that really didn’t want to fight.
Markus laughed and laughed as he pressed down on the soft shadowy body, happy to be the one toying with Snatcher... just this once. He deserved this opportunity; after all the crap Snatcher put him though, it was justified. But perhaps even more importantly, it was extremely satisfying, just like that time he ruined Snatcher's contract.
The ghost’s body began to morph, his left hand becoming his right, his odd collar shifting to resemble its shape from the front, and his face sank into his head, disappearing and reappearing on the back of it, emerging from the deep darkness with a mildly annoyed expression directed right at the human.
"I get that you wanna murder me in revenge for all that kid, but A: You were the one that signed up for it and B: Someone already beat you to it! So I guess that makes you a bit of a...." He let the air dangle there for a moment, before his hands shot forward, scooping Markus up and holding him against the ceiling. His expression shifted from annoyance to absolute joy. "FOOOOOOOOOOL! AAHHHHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
Markus couldn’t help mirroring Snatcher’s mood, laughing gleefully as one of his cheeks was forced against the ceiling. He didn't squirm or attempt to get away and simply waited for the specter to finally calm down.
Snatcher pulled Markus closer to his chest and the human grabbed onto the mischievous ghost again but this time for a genuine hug. The texture of Snatcher's fluff felt akin to a handmade blanket, with large tassels on the sides, feeling soft and smooth to the touch. No matter how much he leaned into it, it felt like he could go deeper, like he was sinking into a black hole. He moved in to give Snatcher’s cheek a nuzzle, and then relaxed in the ghost’s grasp, peaceful and content. "Soooo worth it~" He whispered and with a smiled at the being who was responsible for more deaths than he could ever hope to count (luckily there was a tally). "You're a big meanie and I still like you!" He reached one hand up to gently ruffle the fluff around Snatcher's neck. "Did you have fun at least?"
"Well yeah… Can’t say I didn't enjoy or cheer every time you got set on fire or nailed by a rocket." One of his eyes gave a wink, before the Snatcher swirled around at Markus' hug. There was a little part of him that was somewhat happy the human managed to survive. "I'm beginning to think you're actually immortal honestly. Wish you would have told me that before I organized all of this stuff!" He said and playfully ruffled the human’s hair, the large, mitten-shaped hand eclipsing his whole head and easily making a mess of it. "I suppose I could reward you with someeeeething... You ready for it though? It's a bit of a surprise." His words felt fairly menacing, yet there was a bit of a kind undertone behind his unnaturally cheerful smile.
Markus pondered for a moment. Normally he’d jump at the opportunity but this was Snatcher. He regarded the specter with a suspicious glare until finally curiosity won over caution. He rolled his eyes and groaned, trying to gauge whether he could trust the shadowy creature. And given that same ever-present grin on Snatcher’s face, Markus knew that the answer of course was no. There was no reason at all to trust this fucker. "Yeah, I'll bite." Markus agreed with a shrug and closed his eyes.
The grin on Snatcher's face grew more evil as he hugged Markus a bit tighter. Immediately the human felt himself sinking into the ghost. The purple matter that made the specter’s body up consuming Markus like quicksand. No amount of resistance Markus could put up would allow him to be released, as his lower half along with his arms, were trapped in that ethereal darkness. To his credit though, he didn’t struggle much, even as Snatcher pressed down atop his head, sinking him even more into his body before darkness completely overtook him. Markus went in knowing Snatcher might try something like this and even though he knew that he could very well be in mortal danger, the human didn't resist, finding himself enveloped first by the soul-suckers fluff and then by velvet sheets of darkness within Snatcher. It was a weird feeling, as if reality itself overlapped with the void, with the space around him flowing and tightening with his every attempt to move, effectively keeping him in place.
The Snatcher rubbed where Markus once was, an expression of content decorating his glowing face. A few echoy, ghostly gurgles sounded out around the room, and his peace was interrupted by a brief belch. A few purple particles floated from his mouth before dissipating like embers.
Markus shivered as he pressed on the walls around him a couple more times. He knew he should have been worried. As a matter of fact, he should have been utterly panicking. Of all the people he’d encountered on his journey, he was certain that Snatcher would be the last one to hesitate going through with actually killing him. Yet as he felt the dark cramped space bulging inwards from the outside, he couldn’t help but chuckle. “Not after all this.”
Just as he uttered those words though, the space around Markus became sticky almost as if the confines of his newfound home began to liquefy. “Wh-wha?” The human furrowed his brow in confusion as dark purple ooze seeped from all around him, sticking to his skin and clothing like fresh hot glue. The little guy began flailing around which only seemed to worsen his predicament much like squirming around in quicksand would.
The human yelped as some of the gunk got onto his face and then again as it covered his nose. Yet just when he was about to scream for Snatcher to stop he realized he could still breathe. “Oh…” He turned to look up but found the ooze seeping onto his face, covering his eyes along with the glasses, yet for some reason it only made him chuckle. It wasn’t like it was blocking his view of anything after all.
Soon enough his entire body was covered yet he didn’t feel like his moves were restricted, only like fresh mud caked every available inch of his form. And he had to admit it wasn’t the most uncomfortable feeling, in fact it was actually kind of relaxing.
Snatcher looked at a wrist watch that spontaneously appeared on his arm in a puff of smoke, timing something. “Hah! Gave you a scare didn’t I?” He grinned, patting along his slender form, knowing that somewhere in there, completely obscured from sight was Markus. “Sit tight, and try not to move too much, will you?”
Markus wasn’t sure why but he felt compelled to follow that advice. He closed his eyes, allowing his view to sink into even deeper darkness as he let out a long, heavy breath. After all the jumping, running around, dodging rockets and trying not to fall into lava he knew he deserved a little rest.
It wouldn’t last though. Once twenty minutes had passed. Snatcher prepared himself, sitting up straight and beating on his chest, coughing deeply. "Ahemmm, hak!" He took a few tries, but eventually, He coughed up a vague purple lump that tumbled into the pile of pillows nearby. A moment later Markus’ head popped up. He looked up to give Snatcher an annoyed look only to find himself staring at a mirror, held in place by the specter himself.
What stared back at him was a purple, glowing silhouette of himself, with bright orange eyes and a joyous toothy grin. "Consider it a temporary tattoo you won at a carnival, twerp. You may not be dead, but at least you can pretend you're as dead as I am! Certainly makes you easier on the eyes, that's for sure!"
"Ah! Cosmetic items!" Markus exclaimed making silly expressions and rubbing his own face to see just how expressive it now “I’m rocking this look!" He exclaimed gleefully.
"Of course you're rocking it! You look just like me!" The Snatcher launched his head back in one of his trademark cackles as Markus swam back towards him through the pile. Slowly, slowly reaching for the tip of the shadowy tail and…
By the time Snatcher realized something was off, it was already too late; with a sudden yank the human pulled him off the ledge and sent him tumbling right down into the sea of pillows. The Specter only managed a short distressed yelp as he sunk beneath the surface.
The room echoed with laughter as Markus picked up a pillow and tossed it at the confused ghost's face as soon as it popped up. The pillow fazed right through the specter’s body as he glared back at the human. The pair sat there in silence for a moment, before the Snatcher grabbed the corner of a particularly big pillow, and slammed Markus with it in a large, arcing swing. The human found himself tumbling into his hidden pillow fort, with Snatcher oozing into it right after and reforming into his normal shape, coiling around Markus like a snake.
The human sighed in relief as he leaned into the soft shadows that wrapped around him within the cramped space. He relaxed and closed his eyes.
Snatcher was absolutely massive, arching his back and still taking up a good portion of the space. But the specter had to admit this felt… cozy enough. He let out a quiet chuckle and in a manner so uncharacteristic of him gave the human a pat before closing his eyes as well. "Hah... I guess doing this with you was pretty fun, wasn't it?"
"You bet!” Markus exclaimed and let out a tired yawn. “Let's wait a little until next time though, alright?" He added as he kneaded the big ghost like a pillow before letting her head sink a little into Snatcher's fluff.
“Alright kiddo. I think you might deserve a little rest after all that.” The ghost paused debating his next words for a moment and then added. “You did… alright.”
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This is really well written and super cute! Lovely fic, it was a joy to read :)
I'm really happy you had fun! And it was a joy to write as well. I do like the idea of clearing all the death wishes earning just a liiiiittle bit of Snatcher's respect... for a bit... before he goes right back to trying to murder you...
...still worth it.
...still worth it.
This is REALLY freakin' nice, it was still good even after I could hardly see it after takin' off my contacts.
You had me hooked at "Death Wish: Safe Vore"
You had me hooked at "Death Wish: Safe Vore"
Hahah! I'm really glad you enjoyed it! There can never be enough wholesome Snatcher content!~
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