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terato-pan · 1 month

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“I know of no greater pleasure in life than being able to sleep. The extinguishing of life and soul, the complete withdrawal from everything that makes you human, a person, the night empty of all memories and all illusions, having no past and no future, […]”

— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (tr. by Margaret Jull Costa)

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terato-pan · 7 months

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cw: public sex acts

Imagine that you’re the consort of a demon king. You learn early on that one of the ways you’re expected to be seen together is with you cock warming him during council meetings. He brings you out in nothing but fine, intricate jewellery and has you sink down onto him. You sit there completely nude and silent, chest to chest and remaining as still as you can for hours on his monstrous dick.

It’s embarrassing the first few times, doing this in front of his demon councilmen. But being his pretty little cock ornament more than grows on you. You love squeezing on him here and there, making him throb deep inside you and caress your thighs or ass. Sometimes you’ll look over your shoulder and catch the covetous gaze of one on the council. They all value their lives too much to touch you, but those looks make it harder to resist riding your Lord and putting on a proper show. You want them to see just how good his thick cock looks pumping in and out of you; how well you can really take it. But you resist.

When business is concluded and you’re finally alone is when he fucks you, taking you right there on his throne. Your jewellery clinks as he wildly thrusts, his adoring voice littered with praises. You’re left with his seed dripping down your legs as he walks you through the halls back to your chambers.

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terato-pan · 8 months

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… pls !! !

#this is so cute

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terato-pan · 1 year

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Hmm..so i heard this art challenge was trending?

here`s my take lol

Rain from my webcomic Atnomen - in the AU - My Cinnamon Girl, which you can read fully on PATREON, beware very dirty, but wholesome, content

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terato-pan · 1 year

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Hey, today is double update day, so theres a new HAUNTED page, and a new webtoon/tapas update for Atnomen!! ;) go check it out!

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terato-pan · 1 year

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Do you realize how heavy a snake is?!

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terato-pan · 1 year

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cw: 18+ MDNI, monsterfucking, monster boyfriend, fem!reader, smut

“m-more.”

the mechanics are more or less the same, but your cunt has never been stuffed quite so full before, carefully teetering on the line of unbearable. behind you, he uses your hips as leverage, and you can feel the pokes of his pointed nails pricking into your soft skin. you’re thankful to be pushed down into the sheets, face flushed and panting and pinched, hidden from his view.

it feels too good, he feels too good. along with the ribbing of his cock, you think you feel something inhuman deliciously bumping into your clit with every thrust, and the mix of it all is stimulating your pussy in a way it’s never been during sex before. as if he’s not hilt-deep, you don’t want to give him the wrong idea, unsure of how he thinks a courting routine usually goes, but you can’t help the plea that leaks out of your mouth for him.

neither of you speak the same language, but the voracious glint in his eye as he sized you up pre-coitus was more than he could have tried to tell you.

it’s how you ended up beneath him, with teeth biting into a pillow, and hands twirling into the sheets. you can hear yourself gush, and you’d have the decency to blush if it didn’t feel so right. he hums a sound of pleasure.

“more?” he parrots, then in his own tongue, “did you say more?”

two very warm drops of what might be drool drip onto your spine, and in a low, rumbling purr, you feel him speak, “anything for you, precious.”

monster boyfriend tag

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terato-pan · 1 year

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Chased through a dark castle, running as fast as I can only hearing gentle slow padding toward me. Methodical, measured, gaining on me despite the little effort made by the beast. Only to be caught against a wall, a large hand wrapped around my neck as I gasp feeling the large body pressed against my back.

"My sweet little morsel, did you really think you could run?" The deep, rough voice purred into my ear inhaling deeply. A long clawed hand wrapping around my waist as I was pulled back pressed closer pinned against him, feeling all of him.

#oh…#i love a chase 😭😭

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terato-pan · 1 year

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Captured by a Demon Prince

Pairing: Male!Demon Prince x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, slightly suggestive, kissing, magic, horns and fangs, flirting, neck kissing, dancing, possessiveness, smugness

A/N: What could be hotter then a demon prince wanting you all to himself? Oh, I've gotten a few people asking if they can make fanart of the things I write. Yes, you can, for sure. And tag me please, or DM me when you make it cause I'd love to see it.

Demon!Prince who doesn't want you to feel like you're lesser then him just because you're human. He chose you as his bride so he knows there's something special about you, no not just your smiles, kisses and your body, although those are nice too.

Demon!Prince who teases you by pulling you against him by wrapping his tail around your waist. If you touch that he might get excited so be careful. The same goes for his horns, they're very sensitive. He's trusting you by revealing his weak spots so you better not abuse that knowledge.

Demon!Prince who leaves marks on your body just by touching you, on your thighs, on your arms, on your neck, everywhere that is exposed for others to see. He needs to let everyone know you're his betrothed.

Demon!Prince who offers to teach you some magic to defend yourself with when he's not around. You're human but you could still learn a few basic spells. Oh, his hand running up your thigh, pay no mind, you need to stay focused despite what his fingers are doing to you. Otherwise its... punishment time.

Demon!Prince loves to show off his magic skills to you whenever he can. It's something he's been taught since he was a kid, naturally he would want to impress his future wife with everything he knows. Although some things are just for your eyes, you know?

Demon!Prince who argues and fights with anyone who would say bad things about you. You being human means nothing to him, he wants you by his side and he will shut up anyone who thinks they're better then you, who think you're undeserving off his love. You know they're all just jealous right? They want to desperately to be in your shoes and they never will be.

Demon!Prince who kisses your neck early in the morning, his horns brushing against your head as he moves. He has to really hold back not to straddle you and start grinding against you like he's in heat. Why? Well he can smell how much you like this. Didn't know that did you? No need to be shy, its perfectly natural for you to lust after him like he lusts for you.

Demon!Prince who sneaks away from his royal duties to see you. So what if his father scolds him later, it won't take away the stolen kisses he got from you in the hallway. Or your sweet moans that graced his ears when he deepened the kiss and lifted you up to grind against him.

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terato-pan · 4 years

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Imagine an incredibly buff werewolf boyfriend who is super roudy, he’s always messing around with his friends rough housing, playing sports, joking around, you know always moving around & goofing off. Just a real dude bro/beefcake.

But then when he’s alone with you he’s quiet & soft, gentle, he jokes around but nothing like how he does with his friends, he’s always grabbing you from behind & nuzzling your neck, he loves head scratches & is secretly the little spoon (unless of course you fall asleep on his chest) he loves to give & receive back rubs & is always close to you, he calls you ‘his tiny human’ & loves to pepper kisses all over your cheeks & neck.

Oh! & he’s super big on PDA & showing people you’re his, bulk piggy back rides & nose nuzzles.

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terato-pan · 4 years

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You could feel it.

You could feel it in the way he held you. How he would seem so nervous and dare you say scared to let you go. As if you would run away and vanish. How he would drag the moments out each time he could hold you in his arms as though you were such a precious treasure to behold. One that he never wanted to release as if the longest of hours passed by as only fleeting moments for him. As if his time was far different than yours.

You could hear it in his voice as he spoke to you. The soft words that seemed to slowly settle in your very own thoughts and mind as if by some magic. Never harming you, always soothing you in ways that shouldn’t have been possible. In the same tone that grew callous and cruel at the turn of a word directed towards those who had in any way disturbed you or him. How they would collapse into heaps upon the cold floor. Clutching their heads, screaming. What had settled over their mind was his voice. But not the one he spoke to you with.

You could taste it in his kiss. When in the darkness of an empty room, void of light. When you couldn’t see his outline as your lips met, you could taste the endless void in his kiss. You could tell the difference as his lips pressed to yours, their once familiar form growing, shifting, changing, into something far more than what he seemed to be. How desperate he was when this happened as if it was the first time he had felt your lips your kiss. And he seemed to never want to stop. Always chasing your lips for just one more and one more and one more after that.

You could see it in his eyes. Filled with love and adoration for you that was never changing. You could see it as he watched over you when he thought you slept. The shift. The light in his eyes that was far different but the same. The same love the same adoration was present but the once dark orbs now glowing with impossible knowledge of the infinant. You could see it when he was under times of such emotional stress. When those who opposed him fought back so, you could see it when he came to you for comfort. The glowing endlessness in his eyes that he hid against your neck as he took a breath. Calmed himself. And pulled back only to have the same dark orbs once again and a relaxed smile, loving smile.

You could sense it. Late in the nights when you thought you were the only one in your bedroom you could sense the presence in your doorway. The first time you thought it there to harm you. Only to feel it’s clawed digits ever so gently run through your hair and trace the side of your face with such tender motions.

You could sense it when he would come to bed so late into the night, the same way he always did but as something far different. You could feel it as he pulled you closer and closer, a multitude of limbs holding you ever so lovingly. Holding to you as if terrified that you would run. You could hear it in the deep rumbling sounds as you curled up against him in what he thought was your sleep. You could hear the deep sigh of relief and the soft songs he sang to you when you couldn’t understand the words to with only a human mind. You could taste it now in your lungs the same mist that seemed to follow him the very one that protected you that clung to you and swallowed you entirely to keep you for itself, for himself. You could see it when you opened your eyes after he had fallen asleep. The endlessness of him. The infinant. The inhuman and the abomination.

What once was foreign to you was now something of an old lullaby. The sight, the taste, the sense, the sounds, the feeling, of him. It was and would always be just him as he held you. Cradled you, cooed over you, watched over you, kissed you and kissed you and kissed you. All for you. It was him and it was everything he would -and will continue to do- for you.

Oh you knew that he would devour you. Take everything you could give your every word every kiss every touch every breath every ounce of love you held all for him. He would devour you as if it would keep you closer closer and yet closer still. He would tower and loom and terrify endlessly.

But he would also hold you in his many limbs. Singing ancient songs of forgotten tongues as he protected you. His power his fearful demeanor. It was to protect you and you, as you finally looked into the eyes of the towering beast. The infinant and the inexistent, you looked him in the eyes with a smile.

And you were not afraid.

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terato-pan · 4 years

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