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spookyhalloweennights · 5 months
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hello! i'm looking for a match up :). I don't mind if it's either nsfw or sfw. Whatever you feel like <3. I also prefer a male- but if you have anyone else in mind I don't care ^^
I'm a woman, 5'7 curvy and particularly heavyset in the chest- which causes bad back pain lmao. I keep my hair short, like really short. Definitely boyish. And it's brown and wavy. I have hazel green eyes and usually wear button up shirts and floral blouses. Otherwise I just wear whatever it comfortable.
I am a digital and traditional artist! I enjoy drawing and writing horror pieces. ((Usually horror romance but....shh.)) And my favorite genre of anything is horror. I don't like watching movies really- but I'm definitely usually down for horror films! I spend a lot of time listening to music as well- usually electronic dance music, or even classical occasionally. I also love nature! I enjoy going on walks in the forest and just relaxing. Along with this I also have a habit of collecting things like a crow ... I have large amounts of cool bottles in my room- most of which being alcohol even though I strictly don't drink. I just find them neat!
I'm decently extroverted? But I'm also really- really shy. I don't know how to talk to people well- so it makes me seem like more of an introvert . Though I do enjoy going to parties and gatherings! I'm creative and imaginative- and typically get lost in thought or my own little world.
I don't really know what I look for in a significant other. Probably someone who can protect me- and show they care for me in their own way. So really- As long as they are a decent being I really don't mind!
Anyway you don't have to do this! But I'd be happy if you did. I love your writing!
Hi there!!! <3
I think Jayce would be the perfect fit for you!
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spookyhalloweennights · 5 months
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Monster Matchup: Jayce (SFW)
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Well! I'm back, and slowly trying to get into the swing of things. I plan on Thursday posts being posted earlier in the day rather than later. Anyways! Here's a monster matchup! If you like my work and want to read more, check out my MASTERLIST! Requests and Matchups are temporarily CLOSED!
The first time you had met him, it was actually online in a chat room that you were using to discuss different digital artist techniques, you had posted one of your most recent drawings and asked them what it was missing. Since you couldn’t quite place your finger on it.
Jayce had been the first one to respond, suggesting adding some shading in different areas while the others had echoed the same thoughts, and after mulling it over for a while, you had taken the suggestions to mind and added shading.
Only then was the piece perfect enough to post to your account, which led to you getting a new follower, the same guy from the chat room you had been in.
You had been the one to start the conversation first, sending out a quick thank you to him to which he had responded back. Though the conversation had only seemed to go from there, it started slowly at first, one message every other day or so.
Then it turned into the two of you messaging each other constantly, whether it was while you were out at a party to tell him how it was or while he was at his job telling you about some annoying thing a coworker had said to him. Eventually he had started to share pictures with you in day to day life, and you found he had a pet cat!
Finally, you had gathered enough courage to ask him where he lived, surprisingly, he didn’t live too far from you.
Wanting to meet the person behind the screen, you had suggested meeting up, which to your surprise he had agreed. You had texted one of your friends to come along with you, and since he worked at a museum, a very public place, you had full confidence going out to meet him.
What you weren’t expecting was a 7 foot tall drider with snow white hair and red eyes to be standing in front of where you were supposed to meet the friend you had made online. You stood there shocked for a moment or two before walking up to him and introducing yourself.
He had smiled at you, and introduced himself as Jayce, or Jay for short, and then he very happily showed you and your friend around the museum, explaining all of the different exhibits and even giving you a bit of a backstage tour since he had clearance.
The stone pathway that led up to the museum was familiar to you now, as was the drider who was just starting an afternoon tour that consisted of fourth graders who really could care less about what he had to say and cared more about getting to the dinosaur exhibit. You leaned against the check in desk, the demon behind the counter had grown familiar with you and would let you come and go as you please since you were mainly here for him anyway. 
His gaze had landed on you, and a sweet smile had spread across his features as he had led the kids over to the interactive dinosaur dig site that they had set up recently since there had been an increase in schools wanting to take field trips there. The teacher had looked mildly annoyed that she had to pay attention to the kids now but Jayce strode over to you like he could have cared less. 
“I thought you were busy today?” He asked once he had reached you, he leaned down, pulling you into a hug that had made you always feel secure with him. “If I would’ve known you were coming, I would’ve scheduled the field trip for later in the day…” He huffed quietly as he pulled away. 
You merely beamed up at him in response. “Well, I thought I’d come and surprise you today, but I see that you’re busy, I could always come…-” You were cut off as Jayce had pulled you closer to him and leaned down to press a brief kiss to your lips. 
“Nonsense, in fact, since you’re here, why don’t you help me give the tour?” He suggested as he led you over to where the fourth graders were currently having the time of their lives. 
“Sure, and then we can go out for lunch!” You laughed as he rolled his eyes playfully at you. “There’s a new restaurant that opened up that we could try.” 
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spookyhalloweennights · 5 months
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Announcement!
I know I've said this before in the past, but, I have a ton of requests sitting in my inbox, some from quite a long time ago.
I'm hoping to start working on them more now that I have a bit more time and now that I'm not working two jobs that required my full attention.
I can't guarantee how fast I'll be able to pump these fics out, or how quick I'll post them. But I will shoot to at least post once a week. Probably on Thursdays as that's my only day off during the actual week, or on Saturdays. My writing skills may be a bit rusty but I have two friends who are more than happy to help with editorial stuff
For those that have just recently followed me, welcome!
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spookyhalloweennights · 11 months
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Monster Matchup: Sinadyr (NSFW)
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Where does the time go? I said I was gonna post more, but, life. But anyway! Back with another matchup! Well, more like short story! Featuring a demon who tries to get the reader to take the hint. *DISCLAIMER: None of the pictures are mine, all credit goes to original artists! 
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It had started off with small things, a crystal here, a feather there, things that you didn’t think really meant anything but you kept them in a small jar on your desk anyway. The jar only seemed to fill more and more with each passing day until finally someone had left you a bouquet of dead roses on your desk. Which only inspired you to take them home and use the petals for some sort of crafty thing.
You were oblivious to the advances that your coworker was trying to make on you. Sinadyr had been working at this company since you had started, and the two of you had swiftly become friends. Whenever you had a problem or something wasn’t working the way it was supposed to, Sin was there to save the day with a smile and teasing remarks about how you break everything you touch. Which you’d usually respond back with him needing to watch or you’ll break his beloved tablet next. That always got a fake gasp of hurt from him, you both knew that you would never do it, but it was always funny to tease him like that. 
Today was no different, you had arrived at work after staying up late to do some artwork for a new company logo, and when you arrived, there was a brand new set of watercolor markers you had been eyeing up for your traditional drawing hobby. A small note with a heart drawn on it was attached with no name to it, a frustrated groan had left you as you plopped into your chair. 
You didn’t understand who was leaving the gifts and why, you of all people, had some sort of admirer. With a huff you had headed out of your office, the markers in your hand as you were about to go and vent to the only person who you thought would understand. Though the voices that drifted down the hallway had you stopping in your tracks. 
“I don’t get it!” Sin’s voice huffed as you had ducked into an empty cubicle so you could listen in on the conversation better. “I have tried everything that I know of to show her that I am trying to court her!” 
“Perhaps this is overstepping but have you actually thought about ya know… Talking to her about your feelings?” Your other coworker, Jeremy, questioned as silence hung between them. 
“No, but I mean she has to know by now!” Sin huffed softly, though as you peeked around the corner, you froze when the demon had locked onto you, his forked tail flicking irritably. 
“Come here.” He commanded, his voice dropping an octave which had only made a shiver run along your spine. Unable to protest against his wishes, you had slowly made your way over to him until you were staring right up at him. 
“Leave us.” He growled at your other coworker, who took the hint and shot you a pitying glance as though he knew exactly what you were up against. 
“So…” You attempted to start but were immediately cut off by Sin. 
“Why do you still reject me?” His question had thrown you off, and for a brief moment, he had looked upset at the thought of you rejecting him. “I left you gifts like what other demons would give to those that they’re courting, followed by… a proposal… You accepted all of them and yet… You still reject me.” 
“What do you mean? I haven’t rejected you at all!” You huffed in annoyance, crossing your arms over your chest which… Only made you feel that much more insecure about it so you immediately uncrossed them. “Have you been the one leaving gifts all over the place in my cubicle?” You asked, tone dripping with accusation. 
For once, Sin had actually looked flustered when you questioned him. A grumble came from him as he glanced away from you as though he had to get his bearings. When he finally looked back, a small, hesitant smile was spread across his features, revealing the small fangs that he had as they poked out from under his lip. 
“Yes, I thought it would’ve been obvious by now! Do you know anything about my kind at all?” He questioned almost a bit too harshly despite the smile on his features and you had realized it was one of frustration. 
“No, I don’t, you forget I am human!” You shot back, though you didn’t get to anything else out as he had simply picked you up and tossed you over his shoulder like you weighed nothing. Despite the fact that you were a bit on the chubbier side of things.  
“H-hey! Put me down! I’m too big for you to be carrying around like this!” Your hands landed on his back, trying to push yourself off of him but only managing to make him hold onto you tighter. “Sin!” 
“What? You weigh nothing to me.” As you were about to protest again, he shot you a glare. “You weigh nothing to me… Besides…” He paused as his hand that was wrapped around you gave your side a squeeze. “Just gives me more to love.” He stated simply as he opened a door and carried you inside. 
He had shifted you, pinning you up against a wall as a light had flicked on overhead. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he stared down at you like you were a meal to him, nothing more. You felt heat creep up your neck as he had dipped down and kissed you. His hands were already creeping up along your thighs as you had pushed him away just enough to breathe. 
“What are you doing?” You questioned, his hands continuing their trek along your thighs, part of you wanting more than that but needing answers first. 
“Taking what’s mine.” He grumbled as though it was the simplest answer in the world, he wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. Rather he wanted you to scream his name until your voice was hoarse and your thoughts were only of him. 
“Oh…” That familiar heat began to pool between your legs, and Sin had not failed to notice how your expression had changed from one of curiosity to want. Eager to get to the point, he had tugged off your pants, being careful not to rip them since you still needed them for the rest of the work day. A low hum of appreciation came from him as he ran his hands along your soft curves. 
What you weren’t expecting was for him to quite literally rip your panties off and drop to his knees, propping your legs up on his shoulders as he had nipped along your thighs. “Beautiful.” He rumbled against your skin, his hands finding your waist and giving it a squeeze. You whimpered in response, tilting your hips forward as though urging him to get on with it. 
“Patience…” He hissed softly, nipping a bit harder which elicited a quiet moan from you. “I want to take my time worshipping you…” 
“Sin… What if someone hears us…?” You were attempting to get a rise out of him, thinking that perhaps it would quicken what he wanted to do. 
“Then they will know that only I can make you like this.” His voice had taken a darker tone as he licked along your center, his forked tongue delving into you briefly before trailing to your clit. 
A gasp had come from you, pleasure blossoming and goosebumps rose along your skin. Your head had tilted back to rest against the cool wall as a soft moan had fled from your lips. You felt Sin pause briefly when he had heard the noise before he had refocused, his tongue trailing circles around that sensitive nub. 
“Please…” You begged quietly, your mind filled with haze after he had been torturing you like that for some time. He nipped at your thigh, a devious smile on his face as he glanced up from the spot between your legs. 
“Please what?” He cooed in a gentle tone, his finger replacing where his tongue had been, the knot in your core building but needing more than what he was giving you. 
“I need more…” You managed to get out with a soft whine, a dark look had spread across his features before he had delved back into you, his tongue tracing quick circles on your clit while he had slid two fingers into you, curling them against that spot that had made you see stars. 
You tried to warn him, you really did, but your thighs had closed around his head, nearly crushing him as you were blinded by the pleasure that seared through you once that knot had finally snapped. A cry of his name falling from your lips as you rode his fingers, riding out the high that you were thrown into. 
When you had finally come to, you blinked as though you were unaware of your surroundings before your gaze fell to the demon in front of you who was still on his knees. “I can’t…” You tried to explain quietly as he nipped at your thigh. 
“It’s okay darling.” He cooed as he slowly stood, pulling your pants back up and buttoning them again for you. “You’ll be in for more later after work.” 
You couldn’t get him out of your mind for the rest of the day.
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Hey there, could I get a monster matchup? NSFW please.
I’m a enfp 7w6, female. I dark blonde hair, dark brown eyes and I'm 5'7. I use she/her pronouns.
I'm impulsive, when I'm passionate about something I devote myself fully to it, I try make people feel loved, I'm stubborn and proud, determined, creative and always trying new things, can be little bit dramatic, very poetic, sensitive and artistic. I'm a loyal person to the core, hopeless romantic as well. I'm literally full of love for those I care about, and that's both my biggest strenght and weakness. I would do anything for them, even if it means hurting your own feelings. I'll hide all my pain and my needs as longs as that means the rest gets to be happy. My biggest struggle is to clearly communicate your feelings, and l'll always try to avoid those conversations or pretend everything is fine (when it isn't).
I love reading, writing, and making art in my spare time. I'm fascinated in folklor, and All Tomorrows-like themes. I'm an artist and I'm creating melancholy, weird and scary paintings and drawings. When I was 13 I made my first painting. It depicted a neon decapitation. I like animals, especially exotic and generally bizarre things.
I want lover who I can spoil, literally shower in love 24/7, who like cuddling, and who won't get annoyed by my affectonate personality. Gender doesn't really matter.
Thank you!
Ps. I love your writing, you are awsome person, ilu ❤️
I'm a bit embarrassed by how long your ask has been sitting in my inbox, along with the others that are there, but I'm working on em! Anyways!! I think the best fit for you would be Thea! I hope you enjoy, thank you! <3
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Monster Matchup: Thea (NSFW)
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I feel like I haven’t touched this blog in forever with the last post being back in August, new year, gonna try to actually write more but life ya know? Anyways! Back with a matchup! This one featuring a demon who loves coffee!  *Disclaimer: None of the pictures are mine! All credit goes to the original artists!
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Thea is on the shorter side for a demon, she stands about 5’3” and is on the thicker side with short hair that goes above her shoulders that’s nearly white that contrasts with her golden eyes perfectly. She has short horns that stand straight up and fangs.
 While she encourages you to try new things as she finds it endearing when you grow to be passionate about something, she remains in her comfort zone, but with some gentle encouragement you can convince her to try it with you, whatever it may be.
 You don’t have to try hard to make Thea feel loved, she already knows she is, whether it’s you telling her to be safe when she’s leaving or making sure she ate that day, she knows you care about her.
She helps you talk about your feelings, she knows that you bottle it up a lot of times and honestly, she knows it isn’t good for you. She knows when you’re saying that you’re fine just to avoid having to talk about something, and she will oftentimes pull you aside if it’s out in public into a quieter space so you feel more comfortable. 
She keeps up with the books you like to read, and you often find a new book waiting for you when you’ve finished one, you’ve grown quite the collection being with her. 
She keeps a lot of your paintings, she enjoys that they’re more horror based and will hang them around your living space. It makes the space feel more cozy! 
When she’s nervous, or anxious, she’ll wrap her tail around you just a bit tighter than normal so she has someone to hold onto discreetly, she doesn’t like anyone knowing when she’s feeling that way. 
You’re the first person she thinks of when she sees any weird animal at the pet store. She will take pictures of said creature just to send them to you with the caption ‘Reminded me of you <3’ 
Loves to cuddle! She doesn’t mind at all that you love to cuddle because she does too! She’ll try to be cute and make up the excuse that it’s cold so she can curl up on the couch right beside you.
She loves how affectionate you are, but for her that can quickly lead to other things. She can be really needy at times, but! It’s just her way of showing that she loves you! 
NSFW!!
Thea is the type of demon who can switch between wanting to be worshipped or wanting to worship you, there’s no inbetween and you won’t know what you’re going to get until you’re in the bedroom. Her moods can change in the blink of an eye when it comes to that. 
Crush her with your thighs, if she’s going down on you, you best believe she’s aiming to have a pair of thigh earmuffs. She won’t stop until you’re trembling underneath her and even then she’ll keep going. This demon has a lot of stamina. And if she’s in the more teasing mood, she’ll use her tail simply because she wants to. 
On the flip side, she wants to be pampered and spoiled, every pet name you can think of she wants to be called that and more. 
She’s more of a giver than a receiver, and will be eager to please you in whatever way you want. It might take some convincing to get her to let you return the favors.
“No.” It was the first time that Thea had heard you say that, and as a passerby in the busy city, she knew that it was about to get interesting. She had maneuvered her way onto a nearby park bench, her tail wrapping around her leg as she pretended like she was waiting for someone. 
“You can’t just…” She heard who she assumed was a friend of yours trying to convince you that everything would be fine, but the further the conversation went, the more she had realized that you were trying to get your friend to understand that you were doing it for their own good. 
A soft sigh had come from the demon that was soaking up every bit of  the conversation as though she fed on the stronger emotions. What she was not expecting was for you to come and sit by her on the exact same bench with a huff, her gaze slid from her phone to you. You looked… Almost annoyed in a way and she couldn’t help but scoot just the tiniest bit closer as a sigh had left you. 
“I’d be up for listening if you need someone to talk to.” She offered easily, taking a sip from the iced coffee in her hands. The weather was starting to cool off, but she still found joy in the cold beverage. 
And so, she listened intently as you delved into the story about the person you had been disagreeing with earlier, she noted how you had left your feelings out of it and spoke in a matter-of-fact sort of way. By the end of the conversation, her tail had wrapped around your ankle loosely, a habit she had developed when she was younger and she found someone she liked that she never quite grew out of. You didn’t comment on it, not even after you had introduced yourself to her when you had finished your story and offered her your phone to put her number in. 
“I don’t think I introduced myself… My name is Thea.” She said after handing your phone back. “I like your screensaver by the way.” 
“Thanks, it was the first drawing I had done when I was thirteen, it holds a special place in my heart.” You responded with a smile, and Thea had felt hers skip a beat when she saw how you lit up at the mention of your art. 
The afternoon had quickly turned into early evening, and Thea had found that she enjoyed your company, more so than she would with anyone else as she was comfortable being by herself. But, she was hooked on you from day one, and she had asked to get together sometime again soon, which… After her prying and trying to get you to talk about your feelings, it soon turned into dates not too long after that. 
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heyo! could you do a match up for me? Male orc, headcanons or a story, SFW please! my pronouns are she/they. I am an INTP. I have ADHD. I am on the Asexual spectrum. I am 5''4 and a bit on the larger side with an hourglass figure. I have short brown hair and hazel eyes. If given the chance i probobly would sleep all day. I love laughing and have a very hearty laugh. i love collecting and drawing bones. Remember to drink water! :D
Heyo! Sorry this took so long :') But I think Jonas would be a perfect fit for you!
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Monster Matchup: Jonas (SFW)
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Back with another monster matchup! This one has been sitting in my drafts for awhile. I have a job interview this week that will give me an extra day of free time! So here’s to hoping! This one featuring an orc that loves collecting bones! *Disclaimer: None of the pictures are mine! All credit goes to the original artists!
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-Requests are OPEN! 
-Monster Matchups are OPEN! 
The first thing that Jonas had noticed about you was your laugh, it was what had caught his attention when you had first met.
He had heard you across the room, your laugh infectious and he soon found himself smiling right along with whatever joke your friends had told. After that is when he had made his way over to you and introduced himself properly, followed by a joke that had you laughing again.
If he could, he would spend all day making you laugh, but he knows that’s not possible, so he spends his days trying to make you as happy as possible just to hear you laugh.
When he finds out that you have an interest in collecting bones, he goes out of his way to make sure that you have the proper cleaning supplies for them. He’ll take up the task of cleaning them if need be.
He’ll even offer you old bones from his collection that he had when he was younger since he had an interest in them as well.
He’ll even purchase several books on bones so that you have a reference as he had seen you struggle a bit before with identifying some of the ones you had.
Will buy you sketchbooks for your drawings, he’ll even ask if you could try to draw the bone structure of an animal based off of the ones you already have.
Overall, the most supportive, caring orc ever. He taught you how to braid his long black hair since you had seemed so eager to try to do it yourself, but the first time had ended up with his hair getting knotted more than anything else.
He even tries to teach you how to make a necklace out of the bones that you had, at least the smaller ones. You made him one for your anniversary once and he had teared up at the thoughtful gift.
Which leads to him sending you videos on different things that you guys can do with your growing collection. Some are great... Others not so much, but it’s the thought that counts
He tries his best to help you when it comes to adhd, he doesn’t know much about it but he reads up on it and asks questions on what helps you the best! He’s trying, he’s got the right spirit.
Asexual as well! He loves to be affectionate, whether it’s kissing, holding hands, etc., but anything more than that is a polite no from him. He was upfront with you when you first started the relationship.
Overall, you share hobbies together but have different ones that make the relationship much more interesting, and you both learn how to craft different things together!
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Monster Matchups/Requests
Requests are now open!! For both matchups and regular requests. 
Please read over the rules for requests!  Please read over the rules for Matchups! 
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Nsfw drabbles with a slimeboy and female reader. She has black hair with dyed blonde bangs and tan skin, she's 5'0 with a slender/lithe body type. Very flirtatious, confident, and possessive. Often wearing a red varsity jacket and ripped jeans. Think of basic 90s high-school bully but watered down and female.
Hey there! I think you'd enjoy Felix! I hope you love it! <3
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Keeping Quiet (Felix: NSFW)
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Another request done! I know it’s been a hot min, I’ve kind of been writing whenever inspiration strikes me. I’m trying to get better honest, my job takes a lot out of me mentally and emotionally wise. But that’s for another day! Anyways! This is a NSFW piece featuring a slime boy! *Disclaimer: None of the pics are mine! All credit goes to original artists! 
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“Quiet.” Felix hissed lowly in your ear, a slime-like tendril slipping down into the front of your ripped jeans. A muffled moan came from you, the tendril already starting to toy with you, rubbing slow circles on your clit as Felix huffed softly. “That’s a good girl…” He cooed softly. 
It wasn’t often that you had found yourself like this, but perhaps you had taken the flirting a bit too far with your boyfriend and then to get possessive? You practically had the other girl running for the hills as you had laid it out in a rather harsh manner after she still didn’t get the idea that Felix was yours. After all, he was the one who had bought you your favorite varsity jacket. You were brought back to the present when Felix tugged at your black hair, a near moan leaving you but he was quick to stop it, forcing a tendril to cover your mouth. 
“Wouldn’t want anyone to hear us huh?” He huffed, the tendril that had been toying with you had slowly slipped into you, it curled and writhed, hitting that one spot that made you tense as a wave of pleasure washed over you. “See what you get for teasing me in public.” He groaned quietly, so the teasing really did get to him. 
You whimpered softly as another tendril slipped up your shirt, giving your breasts a squeeze as your slime boyfriend buried his face against the crook of your neck, his breath fanning over you. “Fuck, you feel so good…” He hissed slowly as the tendril quickened, writhing inside of you more harshly. He must’ve been close already considering that you had been toying with him all night, and finally he had enough, dragging you to the nearest guest room at your friend’s party to take care of business. 
There were some muffled footsteps approaching the door, which only seemed to spur Felix on to hit every sensitive spot inside of you as though he was daring you to make a sound. A soft whimper escaped you as his tendril had slackened the tiniest bit around your mouth, causing the footsteps to stop in their tracks before hurriedly going the opposite way. A quiet chuckle escaping Felix as he tightened the tendril again, clearly pleased that the others had taken off. 
The coil that was building up inside of you had quickly snapped, you tumbled into a bliss filled haze as you cried out in pleasure against him, the tendril picking up speed as though he was chasing his own high before the movements became much more sloppy as he huffed shakily, riding out his own high as he carefully slipped the tendril out of you. In mere moments it had disappeared back into his body as well as the others he had created for this. “Think you can walk?” He asked, though you shook your head in response, causing a quiet chuckle to come from him. He gathered you up in his arms, sneaking back downstairs after making sure you at least looked somewhat presentable. 
Your friend had immediately spotted you, racing over with a grin before it had turned into a look of concern. “What happened? Did you hurt yourself?” She asked immediately, causing you to flush lightly in response to the question. 
“Tripped and hurt my ankle… Felix here was just going to be taking me home right?” You looked up at him hopefully, to which he merely nodded in agreement. 
“Is… that slime on your pants?” Your friend instead questioned, her features flushing with the brightest color as you glanced down, realizing your jeans were stained from the activities since neither of you had bothered to clean up. 
“And now is our time to leave.” Felix laughed as he hurried out of the party and to your car, eager to take you home and start another round with you.
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Why do you share the start of stories if you have no intention to actually finish them? That vampire part one you shared recently was pretty good but I doubt it will see more of it and the same was for Like Moon And Tide. I got into it and then it just stopped. It just doesn't make sense to me to share something and not have intention to finish it.
Because I'm an easily-excitable gremlin with no impulse control?
Because sometimes I find it helpful to share things on here to see if I want to continue them for myself?
Because it's nice to have an archive of my writing to see how I've mapped ideas out and grown my craft?
Because sometimes a nice anon interacts with a galaxy-brain question that shifts the plot in a new direction or brings inspiration in some way to me?
Because sometimes positive feedback works better than my own desire to write more?
Because sometimes I do continue dusty old stories of mine years later when the inspiration and desire and energy to write resurface again without warning?
Because sometimes I fully intend to continue it but the interest passes and instead of going back and taking things down, I just leave it?
Because it's my blog and I can???
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It's okay to stop and wonder where you are going, to reevaluate your choices. Rest a little to figure yourself out. Give yourself time. Not having the rest of your life figured out doesn't mean you are failing as an adult. It means you're trying. What matters is that you keep moving, instead of being paralyzed by fear in any situation. Being an adult involves hard choices and none of it is easy, but it does get easier if you keep facing little fears everyday and trying to cope with hardships in a healthy way. It's not about waking up and knowing exactly how the rest of your life is going to go: it's about not knowing because the future is unpredictable and still keep trying to live. 🌿💐🌱
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A Romp in the Fields (Loki: NSFW)
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Back with another request! This one featuring a living scarecrow,  very nsfw, if you don’t like degrading/choking, turn back! Otherwise enjoy! *Disclaimer: None of the pics are mine! All credit goes to original artist. 
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A wooden hand wrapped around your throat while the other tangled into your fiery red hair that Loki had stated more than once he adored. “Look at you taking my cock like a whore.” He growled, a shiver running along your spine at the statement. Normally you would fire something back at him, but with the position you were in, he was hitting all the right areas that made you see stars. A pathetic whine of a moan came from you, he tugged on your hair hard enough to tilt your head back, your green eyes meeting the hollows of his own. 
“Pathetic little girl, do you always sound like that?” His voice never wavered, but with the way his grip occasionally loosened on your hair before tightening again, you knew that he was enjoying it as much as you were. 
It wasn’t the first time you had snuck out of your house to go down into the fields where Loki was usually patrolling with a scythe resting on his shoulder. The fields were his, he had been taking care of them for the elderly farmer that owned the land, the first run in you had with him was nothing short of fascination. That was until you had said something snarky to him in which he had shot back that you could put your mouth to good use for something else instead of insulting him. It was the first of many nights you had spent with the scarecrow that patrolled the fields, truth was you didn’t know how he even had a cock, you had assumed that it was just part of the magic keeping him together. 
A harsh slap to your rear brought you back to the present, a moan ripping its way from your lips as he guided you to ride him harder. “There we go princess, thought I lost you for a second…” He cooed in such a way that had you throwing a glare at him. 
“Not a fucking princess…” You hisses, raking your nails down his chest that had a hiss slipping from him, you adored the sound more than what you’d like to admit. 
He was close, you knew it by the way his grip on your throat started to lax more and more. The hand that had been in your hair had slipped to your waist to guide you into a hard, rough pace that he had liked. “Gonna cum already?” You teased, his gaze locking onto yours as he huffed in response.
“Think you can actually take it this time?” He gritted out between a groan, the sound almost music to your ears as you knew you were the only one to bring him to this state. You rolled your eyes, though you weren’t far behind him. 
“I took it last time, didn't I?” You shot back at him, he was beginning to grind up into you sloppily as he was chasing after his high. 
“Like a good slut.” The phrase had you tipping over the edge, tightening around him as wave after wave of pleasure had washed over you, a soft moan coming from you as he continued to guide you to ride him throughout it until he had reached his own. The two of you laid there catching your breath. 
“You’re still a bitch… But you’re mine.” Loki finally mumbled after a few moments, his fingers gently carding through your hair as you laughed quietly. 
“Yeah, and you’re my asshole.” You responded, a chuckle coming from him as you both laid there fully knowing that you would be back the next night for the exact same thing. 
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Hello! I’m hoping you might be able to match make me! I’m fine with either nsfw or sfw
She/Her pronouns
Im 5.6 with a curvy build, shoulder length dark brown hair with bangs, almond shaped Green/Hazel eyes. I’m just adding this next bit because it just says a lot about how I look, Basically like a old renaissance painting. Not modern super model, Just healthy Young woman with a Roman nose.
I’m an Aries with a ISFO personality type. I alway try to treat others with kindness but more times then not Im not treated as kindly. I’m a hopeless romantic who does everything in my power to make the people I love stay. I have Depression and ADHD and I’m working as best as I can to push through. I can be VERY Stubborn and often times don’t really use my head.😅
I enjoy singing and drawing and I’m currently working on writing my own book. I like talking about philosophy and the way the mind operates. My favorite trope in books are “Trapped in another World” and Villain x Civilian
Im open to just about whatever honestly
Hey there! I think Altair the drider would be the best fit for you! I hope you love it! <3
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Monster Matchup (Altair: SFW)
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Back with another monster matchup! This one featuring a drider! I’m slowly working my way through these requests, hopefully by the end of the month I’ll be able to open them back up again! *Disclaimer: None of the pictures are mine, all credit goes to original artist! 
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Altair is a drider with long blond hair and dark eyes, he stands at a little over 5’9 with long spindly legs and a black and gold body.
What drew him to you was the fact that you had treated others with such kindness, though often you were not treated as kindly. He sought to be your protector in a way, encouraging you to not to take that kind of treatment. It doesn’t always work though, it was rough the first couple of months getting to know each other. There were times you’d both end up frustrated as he felt you were being taken advantage of.
When spending time together, he’ll listen to you ramble about your favorite things, a smile crossing onto his features as he watches you with such fondness, and if you’ll allow him, he’ll run his fingers through your dark brunette hair, occasionally he’ll style it for you if given the opportunity. 
More often than not, he says that he loves the color of your eyes, that they remind him of the first days of spring when everything is starting to bloom from sleeping all winter. 
Altair enjoys reading, though he’ll listen to you sing from another room, he finds that when he’s listening to you singing he has to re-read the page he was on due to finding listening to you so intently that he had lost his focus on what he was doing.
On the flip side, he also knows that you will use him in your sketchbooks, he had stumbled across one or two of your drawings of him before and was shocked that you could find even someone like him good enough to be one of your drawings.
If you are writing about a villain in one of your books, he likes to pick them apart and ask you questions, it makes things fun for you as he challenges what makes the villain think the way they do. It gives you a different view into how the mind could operate under different circumstances, and oftentimes the villain ends up being one of the best characters in your story. 
Despite not being the best at the romantic side of things because of the way he was raised, he tries his best to make sure you feel loved. He’ll bring you flowers just cause, buy you new notebooks to write in or leave you little poems that made him think of you. He tries, and that's what counts. But he also can’t keep his hands off of you, he loves to give small affections throughout the day, whether it's a tight hug or holding your hand.
Even if you are stubborn at times, Altair keeps calm and helps you understand his viewpoint as well, he doesn’t like to fight unnecessarily. He’s rather analytical and wants the best for you since he holds you so close to his heart. 
A smile graced the drider’s features as he listened to you singing in the other room, a book was propped open on his lap, though he found that he had to keep re-reading the same sentence over and over again. He couldn’t focus when it came to your singing, he wanted to listen to you, eventually he gave up and placed the bookmark you had made him in it and shut the cover. Sipping at his tea, he closed his eyes and listened to the song, it was one of your favorites and while it wasn’t his at first, the more he listened to you singing it, the more it grew on him simply because he knew that it made you happy. 
“Listening again?” You teased as you walked into the room after a few minutes, having caught the drider listening to you for the millionth time that week. 
“Of course, it’s only natural that I want to listen to my partner singing.” He responded with a smile, opening his arms for you to cuddle up into which you did so happily. “You have a beautiful voice, who wouldn’t want to listen to you?” 
“Do you even know what you were reading? I thought you were going to do that.” You responded, disregarding the previous question. 
A laugh came from him as he shook his head. “I couldn’t tell you, I couldn’t focus and would much rather listen to you…” You rolled your eyes playfully, feeling the heat creeping up onto your features as you snuggled back against him. 
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