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I finally have some really amazing goodies of the much beloved (and my personal favorites) Farrow & Barbol.

There are three amazing stickers. Everyone gets the holo squishmonsters by @belle-the-witch-bitch while $20 and up get the Blessed Furniture sticker by @chopshoppar

On top of that, you'll be getting ebook downloads before anyone else! March's collection is all about the Underneathe and stories that are connected to this magical place, which includes room monsters, shadows, and more.

With the new Room Monsters Tier comes new amazing perks. I mentioned that they would receive a special sticker with every mail out, and now is the time I show it off!

Each mail out they will receive a badge, much like the scouts, their dedication and love of monsters will be rewarded. Room Monster Patrons wiil receive their first Momo Scout badge featuring the wonderful art of @blushinmoon

In March We will start off the badges (January you get a special random sticker btw). March's Badge will honor and celebrate your love of Orcs! These stickers will only be given the Room Monster subscribers, and therefore, are extremely limited and rare. If you want one, sign up!

Sign up to Patreon Here!

Sign Up to Kofi Here!

But for those who want to Sign up for my other tiers and my kofi, here is what my $3 and $5 subscribers will be able to read before anyone else:

Ashley, Nico, Ivy, and Rommel welcome another succubus into the pack with Magdalene. A familair face who was accidentally the reason Ashley met his incubi and succubi lovers.

A dark romance set on a far away island. A young researcher and nature conservationist comes into contact with a strange, living plant.

We have a new creature called the Nahual, a Mesoamerican shapeshifter.

A new world where curses are just part of everyday life. A young woman deals with a curse that turns her into a kitten while she works for her depressed magician boss.

Another shapeshifter story, where a traveling party comes to a rest stop in their journey. Some members have needs that need to be met, and well, you can see where this goes.

Chicory the tielfing returns! he and his partner have a major hiccup in the road after a nasty accident.

Then we go to a theme park where a recently widowed mother takes her daughter and meets a single, goblin father. The two connect and find common ground as their children bond.

Then we will have the starcrossed romance about a minotaur and a princess. Their love has remained hidden for years until her possessive and unsound father finds out.

Not to mention you'll be able to see a collection of stories never released to the public!

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You didn't think much about rocks before.

They were always there, shiny and wet with sea water as you walked along the beach. You had long since grown from the child who believed if you collected enough that you could draw fairies to you. You hardly spared them a thought anymore.

But then you met your creature. She was as illustrious as she was elusive, often only leaving ripples in the water and a quick glance at shiny scales. She's not what you imagined mermaids to be as a child but you found that it didn't bother you. It invoked a sense of curiosity that you thought had long since dwindled.

She seems to be curious too because she'll reveal herself, barely, and push pretty little stones into your hands. "For you," she would whisper, voice unlike anything you've ever heard before. You knew then that you would follow her into the sea if she ever beckoned you.

But she doesn't. She continues giving her little gifts. Sometimes it's rocks, sometimes it's shells. Once, she gifted you a bottle cap.

You can't help but feel warmer each time. You hadn't thought about rocks before now but with the growing collection at your bedside you can't help but associate them with love.

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How do you write your stories and how did you get people to read them?

I’m so sorry for the late response I never saw this, but uh idrk how to answer this bc I write to vent out my emotions and I just put similar tags to the topic like #fanfiction, #x reader, #monsterlover and stuff like that. This is probably not the answer you wanted, I’m sorry,, idk what else to say,,

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Aww thank you so much! That means a lot to me!! I’m glad you enjoyed my silly little story!

Prompt — A blind Naga and I saw a video about mining crystals, that’s the inspo.

2,126 Words — Thinking about crystal caves and sacred or cursed creatures.

The Crystal Naga

You take a mining job temporarily due to the declining economy, one day you find a massive ancient beast lurking in the caves where you work. You didn’t expect it to be a blind Naga with rubies for eyes. M! Naga x GN! Reader

Sweat dripped down your forehead, and your breath heaved heavily with each strike to the mines you blew. Ever since the declining economy you had to close your cooking business and find a new job. It took months to find one. You were living off of stolen frozen meal packs that the employees of your local enchant-mart ignored and filtered rain water. Finally you had found a job listing for the local mines, it was a bit out of the way to get there but a job was a job and you needed the money. Out in the world there was a high demand for these enchanted crystals, you knew that much. Everyone was mining day in and day out because every Crystal mined was money in your pocket. Your employer was cruel in that sense, but you trudged on doing your best to look for other jobs while you did this. The beads of sweat were starting to drown over you like a waterfall, you had to sit down. With the wipe of your face with a dirty towel you leaned against the wall. This was a very taxing job for someone like you, who preferred to be more relaxed and at home. It didn’t help that you’d barely ever found any crystals most days so you hardly made any money. If you did then you wouldn’t have been here in the middle of the night. You were so exhausted that you were struggling to sit up straight and keep your eyes open, the world fizzled away around you and you passed out in the mines.

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Writing advice from my uni teachers:

If your dialog feels flat, rewrite the scene pretending the characters cannot at any cost say exactly what they mean. No one says “I’m mad” but they can say it in 100 other ways.

Wrote a chapter but you dislike it? Rewrite it again from memory. That way you’re only remembering the main parts and can fill in extra details. My teacher who was a playwright literally writes every single script twice because of this.

Don’t overuse metaphors, or they lose their potency. Limit yourself.

Before you write your novel, write a page of anything from your characters POV so you can get their voice right. Do this for every main character introduced.

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Finished. Just added a little more texture and hair. :>

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welcome to the potion store. this potion allows you to flirt with aliens

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posting your fic on AO3 like

#personal

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Reblog if you write fic and people can inbox you random-ass questions about your stories, itemized number lists be damned.

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Prompt by: @goldinkpen

1,698 Words — NSFW WARNING (Minors please DNI) Story for @goldinkpen a fan fiction AU story of our OCs Together, Happy Valentine’s Day

Prompt:

Love Survives

A beast that feeds off of the power of love is found on the brink of death in the woods, until a girl comes around to save him.

The midnight glow of the moon shown overhead. The moon lit over the red crimson color of the creature’s hair, it made his silky spiraled hair slip over his shoulders with every remaining trudge of snow he could muster. The collapse was slow and cold, August turned over to lay on his back to admire the glow of the last sight he’d see. With hair red with love and eyes pink as lust, he was fading into the snow without any. Color left his fingertips and his pink lips colored purple with the frosty wind biting it. Without any love to feed on he was a starved and lanky creature with sharpened claws and shrouded red eyes, a deep jaw that was traced by wild and crazy curls and blackened horns. He felt hideous and unloveable. How did he get here? Pink lace decorated his open chest in his white shirt as he watched the clouds cover the sky and snow start to trickle down. “I am a monster of love, to be without it is to be nothing at all.” He told himself as he succumbed to the solitude of the frost. “To be nothing at all simply means there’s plenty of time to make something in it’s place.” A voice responded with the gentle crunch of snow approaching the voice. August’s eyes stared at the shadowy figure stepping towards with a dreary demeanor. “Are you alright?” The voice asked kneeling down to him and pulling him out of the snow, a glimmer of hope pounding into his chest and bringing hope to his eyes. “Do I look alright to you?” He asked in his bitter pains biting his tongue for his snark response. “No. You poor thing.” The voice said with a soft whisper and gently pulled him to his feet.

The voice was tender and sweet like strawberries, it felt out of season with the freeze of snow shivering along his skin. “It’s a bit of a ways away, but I’ll try my best to drag you.” It spoke again, the kind words feeding him generously with the love she embroidered into them. “You.. why do you help me..? Do you not see that I am a beast?” He asked in his slumped form, over the shoulder of this stranger. “I would help anyone in need if I found them in the woods, whether or not they had been a monster or a human” They said, struggling as they pulled his lengthy body through the thick snow. August nuzzled to their neck breathing in a deep whiff of their scent, they smelled like roasted cinnamon, pine and the faint tinge of lavender. More than that though their love tasted delectable. “What is the name of the being who shares their love with me tonight?” The blurred figure looked at him quietly, “My name is Selene.” The voice soft like sweet honey spoke, like a gentle loving melody. August took another steady breath holding them a tad bit tighter this time as strength started to sizzle through his body at the smell of their generosity, one of the qualities of love. Though slow at first he managed to trudge through the snow with her, his long fingers starting to shrink down as he kept taking big deep breaths of the love that emitted from her. It helped them get to Selene’s refuge.

Selene set him down carefully on the couch and set water in a kettle to boil. The hum from their lips as the blurt of them moving their hips side to side rang small bits of love for him to keep feeding off of while he rested. They came around and poured a generous amount of rose milk tea into a cracked teacup “There you are.” They chirped.

As August sat up he ran his clawed hands along the side of it and pulled it up to his lips to sip, the warmth did not burn his tongue but the love swirling around in the tea started to bring the pink color back to his skin. Even as a creature of love, August has never found someone so full of it in their daily life. Normally he had fed off of the small kind gestures from favors and gratitude from others he saw out in the world, barely scraping by his talons to be as filled as he has been today. “You are a very loving creature.” He said putting down the teacup “Would you let me feed off of your love?” He requested, squinting as his blurred vision was still coming together. “Well, if it’ll help you get better I don’t mind.” They said fiddling with their fingers shyly as they looked up at him. “Wonderful.” He purred, swiping the splashes of blurry colors by the waist and pulling it onto his lap. August pulled down their sleeve and quickly bit into the soft squishy shoulder making their blurry form yelp in astonishment. Without hesitation he began to suck and extract love from them, love they had plenty of to spare as the flavors swirled on his tongue making him grow in size, with his claws formulating properly and his horns turning pink with each swallow. August’s shoulders grew broader with the lick of their neck and with the chomp down onto it muscles started to form back where they belonged, his tail extending out from the crease in the back of his pants and starting to sway with relief.

August grew larger and larger tackling them down and indulging in their small whimpers and whines as he had the first full feast of his life. August pulled away breathless and hovered over the one who had saved him, a woman lay below him breathless with eyes like sapphires and rosy skin that had made his tail flutter. August’s savior was just as beautiful as her compassion, and he wanted more of her. “You have restored me to my former glory with just a little bit of your blood, imagine what else you could do if we made love.” He breathed heavily nibbling on her ear then giving a long kick from her shoulder to neck with his tentacled tongue. “If it would help you I would not be opposed.” She whispered, covering her face in embarrassment. August chuckled at the sight and leaned down to kiss her cheek and replenish some love back into her as he lay on his side with her.

August held his Selene tenderly in an embrace, his long heart tipped tail slithering up her thigh and pulling down her panties. Selene was flustered, but it was amusing and exciting to him as he pulled up her leg hooked over his arm and started to massage her clit with the soft padding of his claws. A chuckle echoed in her ear as he cuddled to her neck “If your face gets any rosier then you’ll be the same color as my hair.” He teased. Selene moaned softly biting her lip and pouted at his tease “This.. isn’t something I do often—“ her sentence was interrupted by a wide gasp as his tail slipped into her wetness making her thighs tremble as they slid in and out of her, making her kick her head back into his shoulder bone moaning in bliss at the sensation. August grinned at the response, feeling filled with love and arousal by his savior. The tail moved faster and more eagerly to please the one who’s fed him so well, pushing and vibrating to push her into a messy wet climax. Selene grabbed his hand lacing her fingers into them as she looked down at her messy couch. August wouldn’t stop there though, he was feeling much too greedy for seconds. August’s tail slipped out dripping, and he licked the sweet nectar off of it as he opened the space of his pants for his cock to spring out. Selene looked down and swooned at the cute heart shaped tip he had, ridges reaching at the top shrinking down as it reached the end of his base. “Are you ready?” He asked, holding her leg up again and positioning his penis to her entrance. Selene nodded with a quiet whimper at the sight, “I’m gonna need you to use your words, darling.” He requested seductively with a kiss to her jaw. “Yes I’m ready.” She stumbled out. August nodded in approval, rubbing her thigh with his thumb to reassure her as he slowly pushed himself inside of her. They both reacted vocally, holding each other tighter and losing themselves in embrace when he started small thrusts within to help make way for the rest.

The night was long, sweaty, and pleasurable. August cupped her breast with his nose dug into her shoulder. The ridges of his cock fit so perfectly between the spaces of her walls it made him groan with pleasure, he thrusted harder and deeper letting his tail stimulate her clit with gentle circular motions. Selene was spoiled with the feeling of his love shaped tip being stamped right on her sweet spot which made her cry with bliss. They were both completely enamored with the feeling of the other’s body, fit together like a heart shaped lock and key. Moans, grunts, and cries filled the night air when they switched positions, August holding Selene by her hips bouncing her on himself, or switching to a doggy style form as he held her waist and stimulated her clit with his tail. He watched as she stuck her tongue out for him to be filled with a face covered in his love, and a cock with his heart. Taking turns for him to get a taste of her pussy and savoring the flavor he desperately needed. The night was long, full of loving, and pleasant. Selene’s face was calm and settled, he tucked her hair behind her ear and rubbed her bare back that lay on his chest. August had found someone new to love him, and he vowed quietly that he was going to love her the way she loved him from this point on, for as long as he would live.

Notes: So this was originally longer but like half of the story was deleted due to a stupid glitch, so I’m sorry it’s not as detailed or spicy as my other ones but I hope you still like it.

#promotion #short story #monster romance #personal #exophilia writing #monster fucker #monster x human #monster x reader #monsterfucker #monster love #romance story

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Hello please reblog this if you’re okay with people sending you random asks to get to know you better

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The beast doesn’t need to transform to be loved. He doesn’t have to turn into a boring fucking prince to be loved. Or renounce to the essence of who it is. To me love is not transformation, love is acceptance and understanding.

Guillermo del Toro

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Morning Fertilizer

A request for Valentines Day.  Including my Plant-Monster OC, Markus and an NB Reader

Warnings/Contents: NSFW, Tentacles/Vine play

Adding these to my stories after known plagerism so everyone knows that I do not give permission to anyone to repost my work. Either as their own or “with credit to original author”.

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The green-house was always nice in the mornings. Not too hot or too cold. The auto-mated sprinklers misting the blooming pots, letting the sun sparkle gently off the bright petals. You were kneeling on the dirt floor, trimming the rose bushes of dying leaves and checking for pests. With the month of love in full swing, you were busy collecting blossoms for bouquets and small arrangements. You had a long list of orders that were to be collected in the next few days. And next week was a wedding! Another massive order on top of a collection of small ones. It piled up. But you were happy for the work and the money it brought. It was your most successful month, after all. And you were glad that your garden was producing a ridiculous number of flowers. Petals as pretty as jewels and scents like the finest wildflowers. Markus’…special fertiliser was doing its job well.

You felt the dirt shift beneath your legs as something large burrowed under the surface. You ignored it. Use to the constant shaking and moving the ground tended to do within your large glass shelter. It wasn’t unusual. But it was rare that Markus was up so early. The ground by your knees popped open as the tip of a slender vine snaked out of the earth. The smooth tendril brushed against your skin. Gently at first, but then slithered further along your leg. Touching, groping your thighs as you chuckled. Playfully batting away the vine.

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