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monstersflashlight · 16 days
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Everytime you make a new story I get so curious about the aftermath
You don’t have to make it a story, but after the story with the purple dust and Minotaur and orc couple, what happens???
First of all, thank @karleequinn for the idea of making the lady in the shower the same as the witch in the woods. Great idea for this story! Second, thank you for the prompt, I loved this story and I really wanted to make a follow up, and you gave me the perfect excuse. And thanks to everyone who asked for a second part of this. Hope is as good as y'all hoped. :)
The morning after
Orc x minotaur x fem!reader || oral sex, anal sex, lowkey voyeurism, lowkey praise kink (pretty vanilla) (part 1 of this if you haven't read)
You woke up with a pounding headache and feeling way too hot. Your whole body felt like it was inside an oven kinda hot. You tried to move, to get the fucking blanket off you, but the blanket wouldn’t move. You opened your eyes carefully, there was a faint glow from the window, like it was early morning and the sun is rising. You looked down and saw two strong arms around your middle, one dark brown, the other green. What the-
Oh shit.
Memories flooded your brain as you checked yourself, the ache between your thighs, your hips, your jaw… They fucked you thoroughly. Omg, you couldn’t believe you were weak enough to ask them to fuck you. You confessed your darkest fantasies about them. Omg. You were going to die of embarrassment.
Your thoughts were shut down by a deep sleepy voice next to you. “Good morning, sleepyhead.” The minotaur said, his grin so big you wanted to close your eyes and pretend the real world didn’t exist. He was beautiful, and you probably looked like a mess. He kissed your forehead and excused himself because of bad breath. The gesture so tender it made your eyes watery.
“Morning.” You mumbled, burrowing your head against his furry chest, suddenly shy.
“We should talk.” He whispered against your hair. You nodded, not lifting your head. You weren’t the one for confrontations, but it was inevitable. You came to them panting and crying because you were unable to cum, and they made you orgasm so hard you blacked out. That required a conversation. “Wake up, dude!” The minotaur flicked the orc’s ear over you, his hand still caressing your back up and down.
“Five more minutes.” The orc grunted against your neck, his tusks creating a phenomenal sensation ran up your spine as they touched your neck. He planted a kiss there, making you groan. That did it. He sat up so fast your body was propelled to the minotaur in front of you, who tightened his grip around your middle.
“You. You are here.” He stated, looking at you like you are a vision, which is probably very far from your current state. But amazement filled his features either way. He looked like he woke up on Christmas morning, and under the tree was the best gift ever.
The minotaur chuckled and sat up, carrying you with him. “Of course she is, you dickhead. Stop acting weird.” He manhandled you until you were sitting on his lap, your back to his front. At some point they put a way-too-big shirt over you. You thanked them silently, you really didn’t want to have this conversation naked.
“I- I. But she… She’s the… The witch did it.” He stuttered, looking at the minotaur intensely, his eyes watery. You didn’t understand what was happening, but a silent conversation was occurring over your head.
“She did.” The minotaur agreed.
“What did she do? What witch?” You asked rapidly, confused. “Someone needs to explain.” You stated, crossing your arms over your chest. The minotaur behind you uncrossed them and hugged you closer.
“She promised us the one was coming.” The orc clarified. As if his words were self explanatory and you weren’t confused as fuck about what he was saying.
“The one?” You asked, not believing what they were implying. There was no way you were the one for them. They had each other. You were a nobody.
“Yeah, she said the final piece to our puzzle was closer than we expected, and she would send her to us.” He explained, making your head dizzy with realizations. That couldn’t mean… There was no way they were talking about the witch in the woods, the one who blew you that weird purple thing.
“The witch from the woods.” The orc said out loud, reading your thoughts. “We were looking for a third in our relationship. We love each other but sometimes… Sometimes we miss having someone more, someone to care about, to cherish. We posted our offer online, and she answered. She came here and explained about her powers and how she could find the one for us. She was so sure… She only asked for one thing: she must have us before she could find you, so…” The orc explained slowly, his eyes never leaving your face, his full attention on you. You shivered, it was intense to have him looking at you like that.
“She’s the shower girl!” You finished, making the both of them gape at you in surprise.
“How do you know that?” They asked in unison, making you giggle.
“Your pipes are connected to mine apparently, my bathroom is basically a big amplifier.” You explained. You wanted to tell them more. Tell them how you masturbated to the sound of them. Tell them how you liked to brush your teeth at the same time they did so you wouldn’t feel so alone… But you didn’t. That would be too embarrassing to share. It wasn’t time for that. Not yet, at least.
“Oh fuck, I’m gonna die. She heard me sing.” The orc lamented as his face turned bright green. You giggled and kissed his cheek, making the blush deeper.
“You are so damn cute.” You cooed at him, pinching his cheek.
“I’ll show you cute.” He growled as he launched at you and started tickling your stomach, making you scream and squirm. Your ass rubbed against the very hard minotaur’s bulge under your ass. The minotaur groaned, and you both stopped. The three of you were panting, and you could see the orc’s erection against his flimsy pants. Fuck… You could still feel him inside of you, the ache in your pussy so good you wanted to whimper. You moved your hips experimentally, rubbing yourself against the minotaur.
“Stop it.” He ordered, but his hips pushed up, making his erection fit perfectly between your ass cheeks and drawing your attention to the fact that you weren’t wearing anything underneath the shirt. You whimpered, and they both froze.
“You… You want us?” The orc asked. You remembered the exact moment when he asked you the same thing the day prior, how desperate you were, how willing to go to them for help. Now your head was clear, and your insides were twitching with excitement and anticipation.
“If you want me...” You looked between them, trying to see their reaction. The looks you saw there were so tender and so deep that you blushed fiercely. And then they moved in tandem.
One second you were sitting on the minotaur’s lap, and the next you were flat on your back, shirt off, and a big minotaur’s head between your legs. The orc sat beside you, his erection a few centimeters away from your mouth, but before you could stretch your neck to lick it, the minotaur’s tongue ran over your still sensitive pussy, making you cry out. The orc shushed you, whispering sweet words at you as the minotaur licked your pussy like it was ambrosia.
“Grab his horns, he loves that.” The orc instructed. You did just that, grabbing them at the base and squeezing. “Good girl.” You shivered at the orc’s words as the minotaur’s growl resonated against your clit and made you moan. “He’s very sensitive there.” The orc chuckled when you did it again, making the minotaur suck hard on your clit.
The orc moved, getting his precious dick away from you. “Where are you going?” You asked, breathless and needy. Your jaw was still hurting, but you didn’t care if you get to have some orc meat down your throat. You’d suffer gladly to have that pleasure.
“To prepare him.” He told you, making the minotaur groan against your pussy, licking you fervently, making out with your pussy like a pro. You rose a confused eyebrow. “To fuck his tight ass.” He grinned as he slapped said ass, making the minotaur whimper. That was the best sound you heard. You were always a sucker for men who whimpered, but minotaurs who whimpered? HOT.
“Can’t I suck you?” You pouted.
“Not today, sweetie.” He told you, his voice incredibly soft. “We were pretty rough with you last night.” He added, smirking at you, his tusks framing his smile beautifully. “You won’t be having any dick today.” He sentenced, making you whimper.
“But soon?” You asked, eagerly.
“Soon.” They both agreed rapidly.
And then there was no more conversation happening. The sounds they made, the complete greed eating your pussy. The sight of a big minotaur between your legs, your hands guiding his movements as you stroked his horns, and an even bigger orc fingering his ass until he cried out… You were in heaven. In monsterfucker heaven.
When the orc started to push inside, the minotaur stopped, making you whimper. “Don’t stop. Our pretty human needs orgasms.” The orc ordered, smacking the minotaur’s ass hard. You whimpered, why was that so fucking hot?
“You are so big.” The minotaur mumbled against your flesh, slowly licking your opening, his big tongue doing marvels to your pussy.
“You can take me. You always struggle but you love a big cock, and you know it.” He bottomed out in one thrust and all three of you moaned, the movement giving pleasure to all. “I can’t wait to show our pretty human how much of a whore you are. I bet she loves to play with your balls as I’m sitting on your cock. I bet she wants to play with that remote control vibrator you love so much. We can go dinner, I’ll prep you, she plays you… Yeah, you like that idea, right? I can feel your hole clenching. God, you feel so good.”
The mix of the orc’s words and the minotaur making out with your pussy set you off. You orgasmed hard while grabbing his horns so hard you think you hear him whimper. When you came back from your high, you looked down to him, his head is no longer between your thighs. The minotaur’s head looked up to the ceiling as the orc took your place holding his horns, making him arch his back impossibly. He was completely exposed to you, his dick leaking, his mouth open and his chest expanding with panting breaths. He looked glorious. They both did. And they were the hottest monsters you’d ever seen.
Your hand went to your pussy instantly, matching the orc’s thrusts with your own fingers. They were better than a porno, and being allowed to watch them fuck was the highest high you ever gotten. You felt dizzy with desire, so aroused you could feel the blood pumping in your veins, the heat running up and down your arteries. Your body felt like it was going to boil.
“I’m close. So close.” The minotaur groaned as he grabbed his big dick, jerking off furiously, pulling at your legs to get you closer to him, positioning his dick right over your quivering pussy. Your wrist touching the lower part of his dick as you pleasured yourself under him.
“On her. Do it on her.” The orc orders. “Come, now!” He added.
Both of you came at the same time, juices gushing out of you and his cum hitting your abdomen, your tits, your jaw… You were painted completely on his release. The orc was not far behind, looking directly into your eyes when he thrust deeply and growled, burying his seed inside his minotaur boyfriend. Now your minotaur boyfriend, too? You hoped the answer to that was yes.
You rolled over, all three of you laying on your backs breathing hard. “So… Are we a thruple?” The minotaur asked nobody in particular. All three of you laugh.
“Yeah… that seems about right.” You answered, turning to your side so they could hug you close. “I guess I’ll have to send that witch a gift basket or something.” You whisper to yourself as you fell asleep between your monster boyfriends.
Find part 3 here
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snowyves · 5 months
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Who knew this orc suitor of yours would be laying panting and desperate beneath you in a span of 2 weeks? Absolutely no one.
There that ginormous, muscly and beefy orc sweating and whimpering just for you, begging you to atleast touch him a little on his swollen balls, maybe just a peck on his lips would be just as perfect, but enough to make him explode and release all the load he's been compiling over the week, he hoped to unload it inside you though but as long as you're satisfied, he'll gladly kneel down for anything.
You lay comfortably on top of him, peppering sloppy kisses all over his lips, his neck, almost gobbling him up, he just embraces your waist and accepts your affection like the good boy he is, isnt he? Oh but he wouldn't take that unless you say it.
Being a little too carried away into the moment, you didn't even notice the way he's slowly trying to hump unto your pelvic area, just trying to get the slightest bit of friction on his full dick, but of course that angelic face of yours comes with a oppositing teasing demeanor.
"Patience.." that one word shuts off all his motor skills truth to be told, he's not even his own monster anymore, he's just yours, there to please you, to let you toy with him, let you use him, break him even.
"My sweet please.." trembling voice begging, just begging you to let him have a taste, but in all honesty, you were the one getting impatient.
"Just a little then okay?" Your sweet, sticky voice whispering in his ear, giving him that cue to start lapping you up like the starved orc he is, a thirsty man hungry for that cunt, its that only thing that could truly hydrate him, nothing more.
What was little about any of that when your juices are all up on his face, with 2 of his fingers pumping inside, deeper, deeper, and then completely out, and then inside, and deeper and deeper and out again, the squeelching noises is all you can hear inside your room, his pants, his desperate groans and little side comments like "all f' me" and "jus' what i need"
You attempt to close your legs a little to give yourself a little break, but his beefy arms just stop it and completely spreads it to its maximum flexibility, giving him the full access to the delicacy infront of him.
You cum, clear liquid gushing unto his mouth and he still continues to lap you up with vigor, the overstimulation gets to you and you scream with so much pleasure, gripping the sheets and your eyes rolling back and your mouth wide agape.
Its been minutes, maybe hours? And the bedsheets are soaked, this man not tired, and your pussy quivering from making out with that gorgeous mans' mouth.
You sweared on the heavens above you NEED to get this man a ring on his finger.
It came to the point where you were in doggie, your legs stuck to each other, you can feel your cunnies lips squished together, and this mans' tongue lapping between that tiny gap, then completely mouthing your whole pussy, he grips your hips and pushes it deeper into his face, the pressure of his hooked nose pressing unto your labia and ass is just too much, you try to wiggle away but something about that awakens your orc's instinct, he pulls your hips deeper, deeper unto his face, the grip that his fingers have on your hips is just diabolical, but nothing more than being eaten out from the back right?
"Just give me one last sweetheart, okay ill be good i swear.."
Whats what he said the last time
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wolven91 · 8 months
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Beginner's Luck
Did you know humans were lucky?
Ask any fik and they'll be able to tout any number of stories and anecdotes of how humans are not only lucky, but divinely so.
Brön, didn't put much stock into all that nonsense. As a male taurian, it was expected that he would know better. To not bother with superstition and focus on the real world. But he learnt that humans were lucky by sheer luck and a slip of the tongue by a human himself.
Luke was the first human Brön had come across in real life as an interaction. Not unusual given their rarity. At most the taurian had seen them on the news or waving from a secure area.
But as a taurian, and a registered guardian, when the human had appeared on his station, he had done his job as necessary. Brön wanted to make it clear that the taurians would be the best of the guardians. Ssypno weren't to be trusted and the ursidains were too stupid to know how to care for others.
So Brön escorted him round the station and ensured his safety whilst showing the sights, keeping to the finer areas. Humans were still critically endangered after all, one had to ensure they were safe, whilst giving them the enrichment they needed. Cute as humans were, Brön knew not to let his human out of his sight. Thankfully, Luke had made pleasant conversation that put Brön at ease. Luke didn't appear to be one of the mischievous humans.
Plenty of other guardians had gotten into trouble for allowing their human too much leeway and getting them sick or hurt. Mercifully, this Luke seemed to enjoy his wit and rather forward jokes. Brön had researched male humans after all and was told that they enjoyed the kind of humour their taurian women did. The taurian grinned listening to the human's belly laugh, it was so loud it echoed down the promenade, much to Brön's chagrin.
When they came across the gambling merchant, Luke had mentioned that he wouldn't mind putting on a wager. When Brön had asked why, the human merely turned to him and had said it was 'a vice'.
Brön watched as the human produced his stylus for interacting with the many touch screens of the modern day. Claws on ninety percent of the population meant that touching a screen directly usually earned the user a fine. The taurian watched the human curiously as he rubbed the stylus against his chest, before using it to select his choice of bet.
The human noticed Brön's quizzical eye ridge and grinned.
"For luck."
Brön thought nothing of this at first. Rubbing one's equipment did not make the object lucky or any action beyond what one can manipulate and better or worse. But as the pair watched the screens, a series of squidgits, each the size of a canid, race around a large track. The bet had been an odd choice, the human had picked an underdog for an upcoming race. The taurian noticed the human retrieve another item from his pocket, its morbid appearance held the prim and proper taurian's attention.
A set of keys connected by a single metal circle. Attached on the same loop, with a small, fluffy, taxidermized paw that he held tightly with his thumb. Again the human must have felt Brön's eyes boring into him as he leant to the side to whisper;
"For luck."
Damn Brön's horns, the human won.
Now. Brön was a male taurian so held himself to a high standard. But on learning the human enjoyed games of chance and luck, the taurian made enquiries into private card games where the human could play with others who enjoyed the same thing.
Brön grinned into his delicate drink at the bar whilst he watched his human be handled quiet easily by the ladies.
He was currently being held aloft in the middle of the barracks of the station far above Brön's head. A friend of his was currently celebrating her forth win at cards, whilst hold the human.
The group around the table groaned and threw their cards back onto the table, none beating the large lass's cards.
"This isn't fair! Let me hold him for the next hand!" demanded another tall, black furred taurian, one giant hand outstretched expectantly.
Luke was crushed into the current holder's chest as she held him tightly and protectively.
"Oh no no! He's my good luck charm! I have to keep him near me at aaall times..." she exclaimed in a sing-song tone. Luke didn't seem to be distressed or thrashing too much. The cad seemed to be enjoying the attention from Brön's position. Although the male did need to speak up a handful of times.
"You're suffocating my charge again."
Looking down, Brön was right and the taurian was, indeed, suffocating Luke against herself.
"Sorry! Sorry!"
Despite being slightly red in the face, Luke seemed in good spirits, laughing and extending his thumb skywards before demanding another hand and another drink.
They sat for another hand, Luke having his head rubbed by each of the taurian gamblers present for good luck.
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Masterlist
This is the list of ALL the things I've written so far!
Side note: If you wanna know what my OCs look like, I made the boys in the sims 4 HERE
Prompts
Orc mechanic
Vagabond werewolf
OC related stories
Oscar "Oz" Vi (Werewolf)
Get to know Oscar "Oz" Vi! (NSFW)
Moments with Oscar Vi (NSFW)
The Vagabond Pt. One (SFW)
The Vagabond Pt. Two (NSFW)
The Vagabond Pt. Three (NSFW)
The Vagabond Pt. Four Coming soon
Kiaza (Minotaur)
The Hedges (Fluff/SFW)
The Hedges Pt. Two (NSFW)
Get to know Kiaza! (NSFW)
Calix "Cal" Ren (Werefox)
Get to know Calix "Cal" Ren! (NSFW)
Moments with Calix "Cal" Ren (NSFW)
Duluk Xonof (Orc)
Get to know Duluk Xonof! (NSFW)
Car Troubles (Coming soon)
Non-OC related stories
Under the sea (NSFW)
It's Alive! (NSFW)
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dr3c0mix · 11 months
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Hello, I'm the person who requested the yandere orc and I just wanted to say I loved it! At the end of that request I said I would ask for minotaur if you didn't do orc. But I still want to request yandere minotaur because I am a big fan of how you write yandere stuff. So can you please write yandere minotaur x reader.
(I would like it if the minotaur was just a hunk of muscle that no one would dare mess with, but becomes putty for reader. If you have another idea, use it!)
Flowers For My Cleric
Yandere! Minotaur x GN Reader
Edit!! Nsfw content removed! Replaced with some extra fluff!!
🌾 Ashvan was a part of a clan of warriors, ones that are feared and respected for their strength and brutality throughout the land.
🌾 He's seen fighters of all kinds from the biggest orcs and golitaths to the smallest goblins and kobalts. He's seen almost everything and everyone on the battlefield.
🌾 But nothing prepared him for you.
🌾 You looked so small and soft compared to everyone else. So out of place from the rough and tough warriors with bodies decorated in scars and tattoos.
🌾 It was during a welcoming feast that he first met you. You were the newest member of the clan and everyone welcomed you warmly.
🌾 He asked one of his close friends what your deal was and he learned that you were supposed to be their healer.
🌾 Vibrant music played in the tavern, but all he could see and hear was you and your adorable little laugh.
🌾 Your smile shined like the sun and your movements were so graceful and soft.
🌾 You went around meeting everyone, occasionally healing a fresh wound or two until he came face to face with you in all your glory.
🌾 "H-hi.."
🌾 "Hi!.."
🌾 He's almost crumbling at the sight of you. It's the first time he's ever been nervous.
🌾 Never before has he felt such a feeling, not even when he was facing the deadliest foes. How is a big and tough minotaur like himself shaking at the feet of such a gentle creature?
🌾 You start to laugh awkwardly the more he just kept staring at you. You pat his arm comfortingly before moving on to greet the rest of the clan.
🌾 It felt as if he was touched with the finest silk!
🌾 You'd run into him quite often while in the clan. You'd see him laughing with his friends with confidence and pride in his walk, but the moment you say hello, he'd be reduced to a stuttering babbling mess trying to say hi back. His friends would have to bring him away from you so he won't embarrass himself further.
🌾 "O-oh! Hello cleric! W-we were just uh..going to spar, you can join us if you want..b-but you don't have to! I mean you're probably busy but I would love to have you there..n-not to spar though! I mean you can..but you can watch..I-I'm not calling you weak or anything! You probably can take care of yourself pretty well, b-but if you ever need anyone to protect you, you know..o-only if you want to-"
🌾 He follows you around sometimes, pretending to be doing something else like carrying around some supplies or sharpening his weapon. When you turn away, he would have a lovesick smile on his face.
🌾 If you catch him staring, he'd panic and try to hide behind a barrel or crate, doesn't really help that he's a large minotaur. You'd giggle at the sight of a tall and fearsome creature hiding from you as best as he could with his tail and horns peeking through the crate.
🌾 "M-me? Hiding? Noooo! I-I don't need to hide! I-I'm a warrior!..heheh.."
🌾 His friends would try to help him out, telling him advice that may or may not work. I don't think gifting your crush the head of your enemies is pretty romantic though...
🌾 You would be fixing up your medical supplies when you feel a tap on your shoulder, you turn around and Ashvan would be towering above you, shakily offering you a small, sort of roughed up bouquet of wild flowers in his large cloven hand.
🌾 Some of the stems look a bit bent and most of their petals have fallen off, but it's cute either way.
🌾 "C-Cleric! I uhm...found these uhm..flowers and uh..thought of you!..Well they're small and cute..n-not saying you're small! I-I mean you are because I'm bigger and stuff and uhm...j-just take them.."
🌾 You giggle and thank him, taking the flowers from him. He huffs out from his snout as your hands touch. As you take the flowers from him, he grunts, nodding as he awkwardly walks away.
🌾 As soon as he's out of sight, he's giggling like a little schoolgirl at the thought of you liking his gift, he's going off to get more flowers for you if you don't mind.
🌾 He might confuse normal plants he finds cute as flowers, so you now have a vase full of yellow wheat he got from a field one day.
🌾 The first time he was sent to be healed by you was like being in heaven. He watched you closely as you gently healed the gash on his chest as if it was a seam on a fabric.
🌾 He took the time to study your face, how you stuck your tongue out or pursed your lips when you concentrate, or the way you ghost your delicate fingers over his rough skin, it took a lot not to swoon as you touched his chest.
🌾 "You're uhm...very good with your hands! hahah.."
🌾 Yes he steals your clothes, and its ok because you have more anyway that he'll also eventually steal...
🌾 He would get hurt on purpose to see you again and be touched by you, going to bed that night and fantasizing about you coddling and cooing over him. Hey! Even a big burly minotaur wants to be treated right!!
🌾 But for now, he's just a shy and nervous bull man who adores you from far away <3
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flowersandbigteeth · 1 year
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🌶️ Spicy🌶️ Masterpost
These are all NSFW fics that are either going or finished 😈
Request Info: Please read before making a request
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Key:
☣️ Dark: May contain dark themes readers may find disturbing including noncon, dubcon or violence
💝 Cozy: Gentler fics. There may be violence or yandere themes but it is light, or soft yandere
I did my best to categorize these but everything is relative. Please read the trigger warnings carefully before reading
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☣️ Tentacle Monster- Chase: nsfw -- x f reader
Part One, Part Two , Part Three, Part Four, Part Five
☣️ Shadowbeast- Rafe: nsfw -- x f reader
Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven
Headcanon
☣️ Wind God- Torin: nsfw -- x f reader
Part One, Part Two Part Three Part Four
☣️ Warlock- Landis: nsfw
Oneshot - this is part of a novel that I probably wont post to tumblr
☣️ Knights - Xavier, Dustin, Eli, and Marco: nsfw -- x maid f reader
Oneshot
☣️ Wolf- Ruston: nsfw -- x f reader
Oneshot, Part Two, Headcanon
☣️ Hesian Alien- Nasos : nsfw-- x f reader
Part One, Part Two, Part Three
☣️ Hesian Alien Rancher- Kostas: nsfw -- x f reader
Request, Headcanon, Request (SFW) Request
☣️ Gargoyle Book Shop Owner- Heath: nsfw -- x f reader
Oneshot, Headcanon, Part Two
💝Vampire Triplets- Church, Sin, and Angel: nsfw -- x f succubus reader
Request
☣️Catman Alien Twins- Qhen and Ceth: nsfw -- x f reader
Part One, Headcanon, Headcanon
💝Minotaur Demigod- Solomon : nsfw -- x water nymph reader
Request
💝Werebear- Hugo: nsfw -- x childhood friend f reader
Oneshot, Headcanon, Part Two, Request, Part Three
☣️ Alpha Gangster- Jude: nsfw -- x f omega reader
Oneshot
☣️ Shapeshifter- Shane: future nsfw -- x f reader
Part One
💝Night Elf- Victor: nsfw -- x f reader
Request
☣️Kelpie- Vylkas: nsfw -- x f reader
Request, Request (SFW)
☣️ Vampire- Marius: semi-nsfw -- x f reader
Oneshot
💝Shadow King- Zintius: nsfw and sfw -- x f reader
Request (SFW), Part Two (NSFW)
💝Kherae Alien- Idreod: sfw & nsfw -- x reader with glasses
Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four (NSFW), Part Five (NSFW), Part six, Part Seven, Part eight
First Person POV available on smashwords
💝Maeder- Rohan: nsfw -- x musician reader
Request
💝Kherae King- Argan: nsfw -- x musician reader
Oneshot
💝Dragon Knight- Severin: nsfw -- x princess reader
Oneshot, Part Two
☣️ Sarantopodarousacentaur (Half man/Half centipede) - Mitas: nsfw -- x f reader
Oneshot
☣️ Drider: Ruvain: nsfw -- x f reader
Oneshot
☣️ Changeling: Clark: NSFW -- x flower nymph reader
Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine
💝Orc- Moth: NSFW -- x f reader
Oneshot
💝Orc King- Golmad: NSFW -- x f reader with speech disability
Request Oneshot
💝Mothman- Roth: NSFW -- x f reader
Oneshot
💝 Alpha- Riordan: NSFW -- x GN reader
Oneshot
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Divider from: @saradika
Bluesky -- Carrd -- Commissions
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bump1nthen1ght · 8 months
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A Very Monstrous Kinktober (Masterlist)
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Hello all and Welcome to Kinktober 2023! With October just around the corner, I thought I'd post this masterlist as my official announcement. Here you'll find each day and its assigned kink, which will be updated with links and greater details (such as the monster of the day) as the month goes on.
This is my first time doing a full-fledged Kinktober and while it was a lot of work I also had a lot of fun (*´꒳`*)
And so, hope y'all have a good October and a very monstrous Kinktober!
Links under the read more!
Day 1: Pegging (Fem!Orc x GN!Reader)
Day 2: Titfucking (Slime Girl x AMAB!Reader)
Day 3: Bukkake (Male!Orcs x Fem!Reader)
Day 4: Prostitution (Male!Android x GN!Reader)
Day 5: Collaring (M!Werewolf x GN!Reader)
Day 6: Dub Con (Merman x Fem!Reader)
Day 7: Stuck in a Wall (Male!Satyr x GN!Reader)
Day 8: Breeding (Male!Naga x Fem!Reader)
Day 9: Glory Hole (Male!Minotaur x GN!Reader)
Day 10: Praise Kink (Fem!Harpy x Fem!Reader)
Day 11: Petplay (Fem!Orc x Male!Reader)
Day 12: Somnophilia (NB!Shadow Demon x GN!Reader)
Day 13: Size Difference (Male!Dragon x GN!Reader)
Day 14: Orgasm Denial (Fem!Vampire x GN!Reader)
Day 15: Non Con (Orca Mermen x Fem!Reader)
Day 16: Public (Male!Vampire x GN!Reader)
Day 17: Threesome (Incubus and Succubus x Male!Reader)
Day 18: Spanking (Fem!Werewolf x GN!Reader)
Day 19: Exhibitionism and Voyeurism (Male!Troll x Fem!Reader x Male!Ghost)
Day 20: Mind Control (Male!Vampire x Male!Reader)
Day 21: Tentacles (Tentacle Monster x Male!Reader)
Day 22: Intercrural sex (Male!Centaur x Fem!Reader)
Day 23: Deepthroating & Facesitting (Genderfluid!Slime Person x GN!Reader)
Day 24: Sex Toys (Male!Minotaur x Male!Reader)
Day 25: Pregnancy (Male!Werewolf x Fem!Reader)
Day 26: Masturbation (Mothman x GN!Reader)
Day 27: Double Penetration (in two holes) (Male!Reader x Fem!Reader)
Day 28: Body Worship (Fem!Oni x Fem!Reader)
Day 29: Breathplay (Male!Octomerman x Male!Reader)
Day 30: Free Use (Male!Temple God x GN!Shrine Keeper)
Day 31: Surprise!
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monstersflashlight · 24 days
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Helping neighbors
A/N: I don’t know if you all think sex-pollen is dub-con or not, but be aware that the reader is out of it when they are fucking. She’s enjoying herself plenty, but the consent induced by sex-pollen can be a bit dubious. Be warned of that.
Minotaur x Orc x fem!reader || sex-pollen, spit-roast, sharing is caring, breeding
When you are walking down the woods and suddenly get cursed by a weird lady, you start to feel like your life is not going the way it should.
You stepped on a few flowers, you didn’t think it was too bad, but then the witch appeared out of thin air and blew some kind of purple powder on your face. She disappeared again, but not before she said something as cryptic as “You will suffer until you surrender to your desires.” Her laughter lingered in the air for a few more seconds.
At first, it was fine, you tried to convince yourself that it was some kind of hallucination, you didn’t see a crazy lady in the woods. It was just a dream or something. Nothing major. Nothing was going to happen to you. You were sure of it.
But then the heat started.
It was a low song inside your veins, running up and down and making your skin itch in a weird way, you felt like everything was too much over it. Your clothes felt like needles on your skin, nothing could cool you off enough to feel comfortable. And then your pussy got wet, you soaked through so many panties you decided going naked around the house was the only option. And even then, your pussy kept constricting over nothing, so sensitive you could cry every time your thighs rubbed together.
You tried to jerk off frantically, you got yourself at the edge over and over but it didn’t work. It wasn’t happening. Nothing was happening. With each roll of your clit, you felt more and more on edge, but the climax wasn’t arriving. You couldn’t come. And it was driving you crazy.
You tried porn, you tried erotic books, you tried all the dildos you had… Even the dark fantasies starring your two hot neighbors across the hall. You thought it was pervy to think of them that way. But that didn’t stop you from picturing every one of those fantasies over and over. You elaborated them to the point you could see the images so clearly in your mind that it felt like a porno made specially for you. You on your knees swallowing around the big minotaur cock, you on all fours being pounded from behind by a big green orc… You thought of every position and every option. It was so vivid you could almost feel it happening. You even pictured how could you ask them to fuck you dumb. But that didn’t work either.
That awful heat inside your skin, that curse, went on for a whole day before you started to feel so desperate and so on edge that you felt like you could come with just air touching your skin. But it didn’t happen. You still couldn’t come and your mind was empty from any thoughts apart from the need to cum. You worked yourself into a frenzy of horniness that made your knees weak and your clit tingle. You were worked up to a point where the idea of coming was the only thing you could process in your head.
On the second day, you had enough.
You put on the less offensive clothes you had, the only thing you felt like wasn’t going to feel like sandpaper against your skin, nothing underneath, just a simple summer dress. You crossed the hallway, knocking on your neighbors’ door rapidly and praying to whoever was listening for them to be home. Please, let them be home.
“Hey, little human. What can I do for you?” His flirty tone made you shudder. You whined at the sound of his voice. “Are you okay?” He looked worried as your knees gave up under you and your body fell to the ground. You felt feverish. But you didn’t get to hit the floor before his strong arms were around your middle, supporting your weight and making you moan like a whore at the skin to skin contact. You didn’t care about being proper anymore.
“Help… Please.” You whispered, another wave of heat hitting you. “It hurts.” You wanted to taste his skin, but you knew he couldn’t do that if you didn’t explain first. But it hurt so bad. Your whole brain could only focus on looking for pleasure, for release.
“What hurts? What happened?” The minotaur asked, picking you up and taking you to the sofa. You cried out when he tried to put you down. He sat down with you on his lap, caressing your hair softly, his eyes worried.
“A lady… A lady in the woods. Purple powder… It hurts.” You choked out. Apparently that was enough for him, a frown forming as you told him. He seemed to know what was happening to you. Thank the universe for that, because you didn’t know if you could articulate more words. Your skin felt too tight, too hot. “Please…” You pleaded again, wrapping your body over him like a blanket, trying to make every cell of your body touch his.
“It’s okay. You are going to be okay, little human.” He kept mumbling comforting words as he caressed your back, his hands hot against your feverish skin. You pressed your pussy against his clothed leg, probably leaving a wet patch. He didn’t stop you. “Let me call my boyfriend, we can take care of you. You’d like that, honey?” You whimpered, nodding as images of both of them fucking you crossed your mind.
You knew they were a couple, you saw them making out against the door one memorable night you came home a bit later than usual. That image burned in your brain and fueled most of your jerk off sessions that month. A big minotaur and a big orc, two towers of masculinity grinding against each other as you passed them, your face flushed and your pussy wet. They were so fucking hot. And the outline of a bulge you could see in their pants made your mouth water. Both of them were so big. In more ways than one. You wondered how would it feel to have them inside of you, filling you to the brim.
But they also shared, you knew they did, the pipes in their bathroom made the perfect channel of sound to your own bathroom. At first it was fun to listen as one of them sang in the shower, as they talked through hushed voices at night, when you were sure they brushed their teeth at the same time. But one magnificent day, you heard a woman’s voice, a woman’s cries of pleasure and two distinct monster voices telling her how good of a good girl she was. They were fucking her in the shower, and you had to make yourself cum while listening, like the pervy girl you were. And that fueled your fantasies beyond belief. How would it be to be shared by them? How would it feel to be their good girl?
And now, months later, you were panting on the minotaur’s lap as he called his orc boyfriend. His manly smell was enough to get you on edge, grinding yourself against his leg, mounting his leg like a horny dog. You felt embarrassed, you felt like your face was burning, but the need to come was too big to stop.
“Get home, now. Something is happening to her.” You couldn’t listen to what the orc said. Your brain was so focused on the feeling of his jeans under your bare pussy that you barely heard anything at all. You lost part of the conversation, but the minotaur’s voice was final when he said: “She’s grinding on my lap like she’s going to set herself on fire if she doesn’t cum soon. Get. Home. Now.” He punctuated each word, tone harsh as he talked to the orc. You didn’t know what he answered, but the minotatur hung up on him and focused his attention back on you again. “It’s okay, little human, we’ll take care of you.” You whined, a tear escaping your eye. He sweetly wiped it away.
You didn’t know how much time it passed between the call and the sound of the door opening, you kept grinding on the minotarur’s jeans as he whispered sweet words to you, caressing every part of your body he could reach, making you even more desperate to cum.
“What did the witch say?” The orc asked as soon as he saw us. Witch? What witch? The minotaur grunted at his boyfriend, calling him rude without words.
“Honey, what did the lady in the forest say to you?” The minotaur asked you softly, tilting your head up so you were looking at his face.
“I don’t know.” You said, frustrated and tired, you wanted to cry. “Something… something about my deepest desire?” You asked, rhetorically. You didn’t remember much from the past days, you just knew you needed to cum or you were going to die.
“Little human, you need to tell us what’s that. What’s your deepest desire?” The orc asked, sitting next to you two, his hand caressing your back along his boyfriend’s. You whimpered.
“You. You two.” You confessed, far too gone to be embarrassed about it.
“You want us?” The orc questioned, he was tense, and his tone sounded almost careful, like he was scared to talk too loud and scare you away. As if… “The two of us?” He repeated. You nodded eagerly.
They looked at each other, a silent conversation happening while you sat there, looking at them and marveling at how handsome they were. Not in a human way, but in a monstrous, almost scary way. They were so big, you felt so tiny between the two of them. And you loved it. You loved to feel tiny against their giant bodies, you’d be so full with cock if they fucked you at the same time. You whined again at the thought.
“It’s okay, honey. We got you.” The minotaur said, picking you up from his lap as you groaned. He threw you over his shoulder as he walked you to another room. You looked up from his fantastic ass to see the orc following closely, shredding his clothes as he followed. You moaned at the sight of his bared torso. The minotaur laughed. “Yeah, he looks fine as hell.” He agreed with your barely coherent sounds.
“Lay her down, take off her clothes.” The orc instructed, the minotaur did just what he asked.
“He’s a bit bossy, but don’t worry, honey. He’s going to make us feel so good.” The minotaur whispered as he leaned down and took your dress off.
There you were, naked on the bed, two big monsters looking down at you. You moaned. You felt like a human sacrifice. Ready to be devoured by beasts. Your hands instantly went to touch your body, one to pinch your nipple, the other right to your clit. But you didn’t get to do anything before the big orc was making a sound that made you stop on your tracks.
“You don’t touch yourself if I don’t tell you to. You are under my command now, little human.” You shivered, his voice harsh and hot. You nodded, beyond words. “Get undressed, join her in the bed.” He instructed the minotaur.
The first look at the minotaur’s cock made your insides twitch. He was so fucking big, you weren’t sure he was going to fit inside of you, but dang if you didn’t want to try either way. He smirked at you, his steps calculated, as he laid down next to you, his hand mockingly pinching your nipple. He got a disapproving grunt from the orc at that, you felt like giggling.
“You are going to fuck her first so she’s ready for my cock. And then, you are going to take her mouth, making her choke on your big cock until her eyes are watery and your cum is down her throat. Is that right?” You both nodded. “We are going to spit roast this pretty little human, just like if she were a toy for us to use. You like that, little human? You want to be our human toy? You want to be a good little human for us?” You whimpered, nodding so fast you felt dizzy.
The orc helped you to sit over the minotaur, each inch of his cock filling you and stretching you beyond what you thought possible. You were about to cry out and say it was too much, you couldn’t take him, but the soft words the orc was whispering in your ear were helping. They weren’t rushing you, you wanted to be a good little human and take all of him. All of them.
The minotaur cursed all the way in, making you blush. “Her pussy… Oh lord she’s so thigh. I’m not gonna last, she’s clenching on me like a vice.” He chanted to the orc as he bottomed out, like you weren’t even there.
“Ride him, little human. Ride the bull like a wild little whore.” The orc said against your back, his cock pressing on your lower back as he held your hips, helping you ride his boyfriend.
The minotaur under you cursed and said: “I always forget how good your dirty talk is.” You could feel the orc smirk against the back of your neck where he’s pressing a line of kisses. His tusks soft and dangerous against your skin.
“I bet you don’t have a gag reflex at all, being a pretty little human like yourself, so ready to take us both. Do you?” He asked, you shook your head. You didn’t, you practiced over and over with your biggest toy. You didn’t want to admit that you did it so you could take one of them someday. “Of course you don’t. You would take me so well, deep down your throat until you are stuffed full of cock. Or maybe I take your pussy, cum inside of you until your stomach is bloated because of it. Cum dripping out of your well used hole. Would you like that, little human? Would you like to be bred?” You whimpered, nodding frantically as you keep riding the minotaur. The filthy words the orc whispered against your ear were making you wetter, which you thought it was impossible at that point. “Keep going, little whore, make him come inside you so I can take my turn, too.”
“I’m close.” The minotaur interrupted, his fur wet with sweat as you kept bouncing on his cock.
“Come on, cum inside the prettiest little human. Breed her.” He ordered. As soon as the words left his mouth, the minotaur bulked under you, almost throwing you off balance. The orc held your hips steady as he helped you ride him until you felt his cum shooting inside your tight channel. You felt every spurt of his cum inside your pussy, so much of it you felt stuffed, just like he promised.
He pulled out and laid you down on your stomach. You felt fucked out but still desperate, you hadn’t come and the need inside of you was growing stronger with each passing second. “Good lord.” The minotaur whispered, joining his orc boyfriend at the feet of the bed, both of them looking intently at your gaping pussy. “Look at that, she’s so pink and soft. Her hole is still twitching, so eager to take your cock…” The minotaur said, not to anyone in particular, just admiring his cum oozing out of your pussy as he pushed the tip of his finger back inside, pushing in some of the cum leaking out. Both of them groaned behind you as you pushed your ass up, as eager as he said to take the orc’s cock.
You still hadn’t come, feeling deep inside your soul that you needed both of them to accomplish that. “Please…” You begged, wriggling your ass side to side, presenting yourself like a bitch in heat. They groaned.
“Get on the bed, fill her mouth so we don’t bother the other neighbors as she falls apart on our cocks.” The orc ordered, making you groan again.
They helped you into a position that could make both of their cocks be at the right angle for them to destroy you. You were so ready you felt insane with desire. The orc behind you kneaded your ass, parting your cheeks to look closely at your leaking pussy. You felt so exposed your whole body reacted. You tried to push back, making him slap your ass playfully. “Don’t try me, little human, today is not the day for my hand to make your ass so red you can’t walk tomorrow. That’s a task for my cock.” He proclaimed. Filthy images of him spanking you until you came made your brain foggy.
You were so focused on the orc behind you that you didn’t realize the minotaur’s cock was right in front of you until he told you: “Open up, honey.” You opened your mouth instantly, the tip of his dick so big it filled your whole mouth. You moaned around him and pushed forward, taking him deeper.
His hands were in your hair, pulling softly and instantly apologizing, but not letting go. You smiled around him, but it was lost as soon as you felt the orc’s cock entering you from behind. This angle made it feel bigger, so much bigger. He pushed forward without stopping, not allowing you to accommodate him until he was inside of you fully.
“Fuck her already, her mouth is as hot as her pussy, I won’t last long.” The minotaur pleaded his boyfriend as he started fucking your throat with deep thrusts.
You felt the first thrust of the orc in every cell of your body, he pulled in and out slowly a couple times before he started fucking you properly. His thrusts were so powerful and so harsh that with each one he pushed you onto the minotaur’s cock, making you take him deeper. Both of them fucked you in tandem, in perfect sync.
Your brain felt broken, like they fucked each one of your neurons into their off-state. No logical thought inside your brain but cock. Their cocks. Filling your holes to the brim. You didn’t know how much time passed, maybe a couple minutes, maybe hours. You stood there as they took your mouth and your pussy, just a toy between two monsters.
The minotaur’s warning grunt came at the same time as the orc proclaimed that he was going to breed you until you popped from the amount of cum inside you. You shuddered. When the first tremors of their orgasms appeared, your pussy constricted around the orc’s cock. A static noise on your ears, the world around you blurring as they kept fucking their cum back inside of you.
You came so hard you saw stars. The whole milky way behind your closed eyes as you cried out around the dick in your mouth. Both of them were coming inside of you, making a mess of your holes as they filled you. You came, and came… The climax so harsh and so big you could feel everything and anything all at once. Your brain short-circuited completely. Your brain was far, far away as they cursed and talked and said whatever.
You laid there, on all fours, your holes filled with cum and two monsters spit roasting you.
You passed out.
As per popular request, theres a part 2 and part 3
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snowyves · 10 months
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I can do others too, let me know if you'd enjoy alien, Tentacle related.. activities.. or demons/supernatural beings, Ghosts, entities, etc.
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wolven91 · 9 months
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'I fixed it'
Ulfric stared at the hodgepodge of taped wires and jerry-rigged mechanical parts with a critical eye. It sort of looked like it would work? It gets a bit fuzzy in the middle, but his gut told him 'maybe' with a positive inflection.
He wanted to spit at the whole thing. To swear at it and curse the designer of the damned thing. The human didn't like how his work had turned out; it wasn't pretty nor, was he confident he'd done everything right. Theoretically the engine would come back to life if he understood how it all worked.
Problem was he didn't though. This was all alien tech; everything was alien tech! Human stuff was always behind! But even alien tech was supposed to comply with physics, so he did what he thought was right.
The ship he was on was supposed to be a 'simple' 'off the rack' skiff ship that could make it from one planet to another in less than a day. Not only had the jump drive catapulted him and his fellow passenger way past their target, but they were also floating alarmingly fast away from the system.
Sure, it had emergency beacons and SOS systems, it advertised that 'everyone found was saved' with its life preservation tech.
"Found." Ulfric stated with sarcasm. "Everyone found..."
If they weren't found, then sure, this shit craft's designer could keep saying that.
"How is it looking?" Asked a delicate voice from the cockpit.
The hornless taurian, who called himself; Yasil, appeared in the doorway, holding himself against the frame. Ulfric avoided the odd creature's gaze. Ulfric had been a rough man before the Earth 'thing', but now he was stuck in close proximity to this... delicate alien guy... 'Focus on the engine Ulfric', his mind supplied.
"Well. I think it might work, we have enough conventional fuel to turn up back the way we came, then we can try and jump." Ulfric said, scratching at the back of his scalp. He didn't know about male taurians and their demeanour, so once they were introduced to one another, the alien wasn't what he was expecting.
When Ulfric saw a bull coming towards him, horns or no horns, the human had thought he was going to be sharing with a man who could shoot the shit, but instead, every attempt to connect with the usual conversation points had fallen flat.
So, bored as he was, Ulfric changed tactics. They were stuck like this for at least a day, the human wasn't going to spend that silent.
Ulfric was rough, but he wasn't without a little game.
He turned on the charm.
An hour into their journey he'd turned the attempts at idle conversation into discussions on a far less superficial level. He didn't have a set plan or 'topic' it was simply a matter of listening out for what someone reacted to, what they wanted to or enjoyed talking about, if they wanted to talk at all.
Thankfully, it seemed the bull wanted to talk, and the topic was him. Or rather Humans.
Ulfric wasn't opposed to talking about humans, but he hated talking about himself. So, he answered the alien's questions, at least until the cockpit readouts went dead anyway.
They both had watched as the two of them fell out of a structured jump into 'real' space. They then had watched helplessly as their target planet sailed happily by while they travelled near close to light speed through the system. They got 'lucky' by not having anything in front of them while traveling this way.
By the time Ulfric had gotten through the sealed door into what amounted to an engine room, and then figured out which bit had done what, they were too far away for the general communications array to be of any use. Still, at least Ulfric could be useful now, well... either useful or both of them would be lost to the void forever.
What followed was multiple hours of swearing, sweat and the breaking of several noncritical machines and furniture to fix the busted, stupid, ridiculously crappily built engine.
The human created something akin to art. Only not.
His new engine was the opposite to art.
It was a monster, and he was the new Frankenstein.
Using the attitude adjustors, Ulfric changed their yaw and roll. They pointed at the slowly shrinking planet they wanted, or roughly where it was going to be in the near future.
"What now?" Asked the bull, nervous in tone, but hopeful as he looked longingly at the human.
"Now. I kick start this mother." Ulfric said, getting up from his seat and readying his kickstart. "You holding onto the controls? Like I showed you? This is going to shake and judder something rotten."
"I got it." The taurian announced with a nod and a firm grip of the controls.
With a nod, Ulfric, with everything he had. With every ounce of hatred he had for this machine; he kicked the engine as hard as he could.
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Ulfric stood in front of the spaceport's lead engineer. An ursidain covered in grease and other stains kept glancing from him, back to the craft that she had just appeared from. His craft, at least his engine anyway.
She was currently staring at his monster with a flabbergasted expression and kept glancing back at him before returning to the engine.
"You should be dead." She stated firmly.
"Well I'm not, I need to know why it failed so we can sue!" Shouted the shorter bull beside him. Choosing to ignore the fact the larger ursidain was speaking to the human. He wasn't a large taurian, nor did the young bull come across as an aggressive sort, but god help the poor soul that stood between him and justice. Ulfric never cared much for causing a scene, but the taurian had assured him that if they could remain in contact, justice would be had! Oh sure, they might get a few credits, but if they prevented the company from doing this again; they'd save lives!
Ulfric didn't mind either of those outcomes and he was starting to like the little taurian. All that pomp and show was just that, a show. He had a mouth on him!
"No I mean; this isn't possible! It shouldn't have worked! You've combined. plasma and pure oxygen!"
"I needed a combustion source."
"Thats. not. you." She tried to grasp his logic, but failed as the idea of using this method as a combustion source was suicidal.
She blinked, smoothed the thick fur on top of her head back, pulling the hair bobble from her wrist and tied the fur on the top of her head back with it.
"So. why is there no core then? How did you jump, without a core?"
"We ejected it."
"Was it damag-"
"And detonated it."
"You-"
"And rode the wave back."
The large bear alien stood back up right and stepped carefully away from the machine.
"I'm not touching this. Someone call for containment breach clear up."
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dr3c0mix · 1 year
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+* Masterlist *+
Some bonus stuff isnt listen here but you can find them by searching up the tags in their respective fics &lt;3
For those interested in the ones with art, all of my art posts have the tag #opossumdoodles on them !
ADRIAN 🖤 YANDERE! BULLY X READER || PART 2 || PART 3 || Ftm Darling w/ Top Scars
BRANDON 🏈 JOCK X READER || PART 2 || PART 3
VALETH ⚔️ YANDERE! ORC X READER
BO, SCREW, SODA, RIBS 💀 ZOMBIE HORDE X READER || w/ FtM Darling w/o Top Surgery || PART 2 || MtF Reader Looking for a Cure || zombo hcs + art || FtM Reader on Their Period || Abusive Family Finds Reader || Tending To Reader's Wounds || Soda Hates WIne || Zombo HCs || Child Reader || How do they feel about breeding?
DORIK 🔥 DEMON X READER
KALVA 🪶 HARPY X READER
JASPER 🥀 YANDERE! GOTH X READER || PART 2 || Opposite Reader
VICTOR, GARRICK, SILAS🌙 POLY! VAMPIRES X READER || PART 2
BARON ♠️ YANDERE! BODYGUARD X READER || Affectionate Reader || PART 2
CASPIAN 🌊 YANDERE! SIREN X READER || PART 2
HALLOW 🦋 YANDERE! CLOWN X READER
ASHVAN 🌾 YANDERE! MINOTAUR X READER
AXEL 🎸 YANDERE! ROCKSTAR X READER || Playing with Darling's Pussy || What other genres does he like?
ALISTAIR 👑 YANDERE! KING X READER || Platonic!Teen!Reader
KAGIRI 🐉 YANDERE! GANG X READER
ELIAS 🪲 YANDERE! HERO X READER
Multiple Yanderes:
When Their Darling Simps For A Fictional Character
Asking Them If They Can Squeeze Their Chest
I dont even know what to name this one
w/ Rowdy Darling
Disabled! Reader w/ Mobility Disability
Darling Gives Them Love Bites
Happy Birthday Darling!!
Easiest to Hardest Yans To Escape From
OC Eyes!!
AWESOME FANART!!
Dripped Out Jasper by @pyrce
Possumb by @nikasho
Ribs and Screw by @koifish67
Zombie Horde by @gaggedgraveyard
More Zomboys!! by @cursedsnail-slug
little bastard cooking by @nikasho?
Caspian by @ajadoodler
Soda by @treasured-e
Banjo by @smallcactus22 (fun fact, my dad has this one saved on his computer <3)
Hallow and Soda by @treasured-e
Realistic Banjo!! by @getmoxied
Axel Bear Hug!! by @theminotaurslover
Axel by @hungaara
Axel and Small Darling by @mellsfern
Axel in a Maid Dress by @mellsfern
Dorik and Jasper by @rachaeldafrog
Dorik by @sonderrealization
Alistair and Darling by @gachaclubideas
Valeth!! by @phoenix-nerd
Ribs, Screw, Soda, Bo and Dorik by @ezraa-kelz
Other:
Axel Playlist by @questioningstressing
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flowersandbigteeth · 1 year
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💕 Fluff 💕 Masterpost
These are all of the sfw fics I have finished or going
Request Info: Please read before making a request
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☣️ Dark: May contain dark themes readers may find disturbing including high tension kidnapping or more focus on violence
💝 Cozy: Gentler fics. There may be violence or yandere themes but it is soft or offscreen, and light, low-stakes kidnapping
I did my best to categorize these but everything is relative. Please read the trigger warnings carefully before reading
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💝 Drider- Vass: sfw -- GN reader
Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Request,  Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Request, Request, Request, Request
Request,  Headcannon Headcanon
☣️Voidbeast- Valerian: sfw -- x f reader
Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight
Headcanon, Headcanon, art
💝Pirate Demon- Harland: sfw -- x GN reader
Oneshot, Part Two
☣️Lich- Lauden: sfw -- f reader
Part One, Part Two complete
💝Gargoyle Plumber- Sven: sfw -- f reader
Oneshot
☣️Ozil Alien- Cato: sfw -- f reader
Oneshot
☣️Naga- Arion: sfw -- f reader
Oneshot, Part Two, Headcanon
☣️Orc- Rork: sfw -- x f reader
Part One, Part Two, Part three complete
☣️Orc- Orion: sfw -- f reader
Request, Request
☣️Monster- Caspian: sfw -- x pixie reader
Oneshot
💝Dragon "Why Choose?"- Red Fang (Ward, Riaz, Ajani) : sfw -- x f reader
Headcannon, Part One, Part Two
☣️Kherae Alien- Balim: sfw -- x f reader with PCOS
Part One plan to come back to this
💝Minotaur Neighbor- Tyrnas: sfw -- x flower nymph reader
Oneshot
☣️Vampire Dad- Levi: sfw -- x mom reader
Oneshot, Part Two, Request , Request 2, Part Five
☣️Minotaur Mechanic- Kodan: sfw --x f reader
Oneshot
💝Dragon- Calista: sfw -- x f reader
Oneshot
☣️Demon- Lethia: sfw -- x virgin f reader
Part One
💝Water Spirit- Jael: sfw -- x pixie f reader
Request
☣️Necromancer- Zoltan: sfw -- x f reader
Part One
💝Werewolf King- Sterling: sfw -- x bunny person reader
Request, Part Two
💝Shadow King- Zintius: sfw -- x f reader
Request
💝Alpha General- Lucifer: sfw -- x omega reader
Part One, Request
💝Vampire- Julius: sfw - x 30+ f reader
Part One
💝Kherae Alien- Idreod: sfw -- x f reader with glasses
Part One, Part Two , Part Three, Part Four (NSFW), Part Five (NSFW) Part six, Part Seven (NSFW), Part eight
Centaur- Echo: sfw -- x fairy reader
Oneshot
💝Dragon- Felix: sfw -- x f reader
Oneshot
💝Eldritch Monster - Castor: sfw -- x f reader
Oneshot
☣️Cat Spirit -Jin: sfw -- x mermaid reader
Oneshot
💝Monster- Rahl: sfw -- x GN reader
Oneshot
☣️Faun- Hawk: sfw -- x f reader
Oneshot
☣️Unicorn- Ainsel: sfw -- x f reader
Oneshot, Request
💝Alraune- Oria: sfw -- x GN reader
Oneshot
💝Alpha- Jagger: sfw -- x tough omega f
Oneshot
💝Vampire - Serge: sfw -- f reader with depression
Request
💝Orc- Reven: sfw -- x GN reader
Oneshot
☣️Orc- Cedar: sfw -- x thick f reader
Request
☣️Naga- Leander: sfw (some violence) -- x f maid reader
Oneshot
💝Orc- Saber: sfw -- x GN elf reader
Oneshot
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Bluesky -- Carrd -- Commissions
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ne0n-fantasies · 2 months
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Forbidden Things Have A Secret Charm
Requests: CLOSED
♡ Nsfw/Sfw drabbles & oneshots
♡ They/She
♡ More info underneath cut
What I'll Write
♡ Smut (includes dubcon & CNC)
♡ Angst & comfort
♡ Horror
♡ AFAB reader (any pronouns!)
What I WON'T write
♡ Underage
♡ Pure noncon
Unsure
♡ Character x Character
♡ Pregnancy/breeding, pretty much anything involving children
♡ AMAB reader
♡ Pure fluff (not really my brand)
Monsters I'll write for
♡ Orcs (personal favourite!)
♡ Nagas
♡ Demons
♡ Vampires
♡ Minotaurs
♡ Aliens
♡ Yautja
♡ Probably other monsters and such, send an ask if you're unsure!
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PART BULL -- PART MAN -- FACES IN GREEK MYTHOLOGICAL TERROR.
PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on various mixed media versions of the "Sitting Minotaur," the bull-headed mythological monster from Crete, artwork (oil painting, mixed media, digital art/Photoshop) by Scottish artist/ painter/ illustrator, Paul John Reid born 1975.
Resolution from largest to smallest (and these are truly monstrous!): 2024x2470, 1512x2048, 1434x2048, & 740x1024.
OVERVIEW: "The best monsters are fresh monsters. Not only because familiarity breeds contempt (which is true), but also because the GM is forced to describe the monster without the crutch of shared understanding. If I tell my players they encounter orcs, then they will understand what I’m telling them, but the inherent “otherness” of orcs won’t impact them. They probably won’t even take the time to imagine what the orcs look like. But if the monster the players encounter is one they’ve never heard of before, the GM is forced to do a little more descriptive work, which ultimately makes the game better I think.
There will always be room for the classics, though. In my mind, the natural progression of monsters is to start out as terrifying creatures. As we become more used to seeing those monsters, they become a little less scary and a little more relatable. The minotaur is a good example of this, I think.
While still able to pull its weight as a monster (and they are one of my favorite classic monsters), I more often use minotaurs as exotic NPCs these days. This painting by Paul Reid gives the viewer a look at the minotaur when it’s not menacing Athenians. It looks almost normal."
-- PAPERS & PENCILS, ""Sitting Minotaur" by Paul Reid," posted May 2013
Sources: www.flapperpress.com/amp/the-art-of-paul-reid, Papers & Pencils, X, Mutual Art, various, etc...
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caroldantops · 2 years
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she’s the one i’m runnin’ with
ship: dragonborn!sharon carter x reader
summary/request: the powerbroker finds a cute pet to keep her company.
word count: 1.1k
warnings: dark (18+), trafficking, forced pet play
a/n: this one goes out to britt @scarlettwlw
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Even though monsters have long since integrated into society, there are so many practices that the sensitive humans squirm too much over. That's where places like Madripoor's black markets come into play. 
The crowds pack in like sardines even on a drizzly night like this. Humanoid creatures of all shapes and sizes mill around the various stalls. Most of them are here for sustenance - markets like this one are usually geared towards providing food that can't be found in human restaurants, whether that means rare plants that can only be harvested by Elvish tribes or raw meats that would make most humans retch at the thought of eating. 
Madripoor, being the city that it is, features a lot more than street food in its markets. Shady deals of stolen and counterfeit items are constant every night, usually resulting in a fight at some point. You, an unlucky soul, are one of the few humans that populate this area of town. Not by choice. If you had a choice, you certainly wouldn't be caged up, displayed on a stall like a betta fish in a pet store. 
Trafficking was always a risk you knew about when you came to Madripoor. Hell, even back in the States, there were shushed cases of it happening among the rich and powerful - humans and monsters alike. There was once a rumor of the CEO of the company you temped at taking in a half-orc. 
Here, though, all your fellow kennel mates are humans. You've watched a few of them get picked up throughout the night, their cries muffled by the gags. The minotaur handler must've thought you were more agreeable, because he only muzzled you, which for a human was mostly for show, since you lacked the snout to be hindered by the small cage. 
The corner of the market that your stall is in is a little out of the way of most of the bustle, so it's easy for you to scrutinize everyone who walks past. Some of the patrons stop by the kennels, asking the minotaur about the prices, then scoffing and walking away. You can't understand whatever language he's speaking, but by their reactions you assume you're a high value pet. 
You sigh, glaring at the minotaur as he slaps your cage with a hearty laugh while talking to a gruff looking centaur. They stamp their hooves against the ground, clearly unsatisfied with the minotaur's refusal to lower his price. Suddenly, something shiny reflects the light of the rusty streetlamp into your eyes, and you sit up to avoid the glare. 
A clawed finger reaches into your cage, and your eyes trail up the arm to make eye contact with a dragonborn. Her bronze scales are almost golden when the light hits them, and you see a softness in her eyes that makes you curiously lean towards her hand. She opens her mouth to speak to you, but you can't make out the words so she turns to the minotaur and asks a question, to which he just snorts and says the first word you've been able to make out all night, "English." 
"Thank you," she nods before turning her attention back to you. "Hello, little thing. I'm surprised nobody's snatched a pretty pet like you up yet.”
Your mind swims with emotions at that word. Pet. The thought should make you upset or angry, but this dragonborn’s voice seems genuine. Her tone is gentle with you as she keeps her claws tucked into your cage, but more serious as she turns to the handler and again speaks in a language you don’t know. 
Her claws are sharp, and you can smell smoke on them as you lean close to nudge the cage of your muzzle against them. Not an unusual scent for a dragonborn. Suddenly, she retracts her hand and the door of the cage swings open. You scoot backwards as the minotaur approaches you, but your fear is assuaged by the dragonborn nudging him out of the way. 
“Let me. They’re my pet now after all, aren’t they?"
“Whatever you say, Powerbroker,” he snorts, turning away from the two of you. Your eyes widen as she leans in to guide you out of the cage. You reflexively wrap your arms around her neck as she lifts you with ease. Her scales feel hard and cool against your skin and you shiver. 
There’s no point in fighting back. You’d be dead in seconds if you attempted that on these dark streets. So you let yourself be wrapped up in a blanket the Powerbroker buys from a stall a few paces down. 
“That’s better, hm?” She bumps her snout against your head. You nod sheepishly, holding the blanket tight around you. Her face is so close that you can feel her warm breath against your skin, the sharp curve of her fangs prominent in your eyeline. “Let’s go home.”
You learn that her name is Sharon Carter, when you hear her personal driver refer to her as such. The ride is silent as you sit beside your new owner, head tugged gently but firmly into her lap as she scrolls through her phone. Her claws click angrily against the screen, and you curiously eye it, wondering what could be upsetting her. 
“Nothing interesting for you, pet,” she ruffles your hair. “Just boring business.”
Sharon keeps her hand on your head, petting gently, for the rest of the ride. When you finally arrive at her home, she lets you explore on your own. Crawling around the house - you were scolded when you tried to stand - you inspect as much as you can. She has practically no items that appear personal in any way,  a fact you assume has to do with her mysterious Powerbroker title. 
You hear her call you to the kitchen, and you move quickly to avoid upsetting her, already desperate to please. Whatever she’s been cooking smells so much better than the food you’d been given while you were caged. You sit at her feet as she puts something in a bowl, setting it on the floor in front of you alongside a bowl of water. 
“I hope you like this, pet,” she sounds hesitant for the first time. “We’ll figure out for sure what human foods are your favorites. But until then, try that.”
The bowl is full of steamed rice and some grilled chicken. While the chicken is a little burnt for your taste, you eagerly devour the entire bowl in record time. Embarrassment about eating on the floor takes backseat to how hungry you are. 
Tummy full of dinner, you let Sharon pick you up and carry you to the couch and settle you on her lap. The blanket she bought earlier is draped over your body, and you sigh contentedly, eyes drooping with exhaustion. 
“Go on to sleep, pet. We have a lot to talk about in the morning.”
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