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𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐝
𖹭𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚: 𝘐𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨s.
𖹭𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩: 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 h𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘯--𝘐𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦.
𖹭𝙙𝙣𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙨
𖹭:˚₊‧꒰ა 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ໒꒱‧₊°
Made this account Jun 11 2024
♡ 𝐂𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞 ♡
[Monsterbfxreader]
Author note: I accidentally deleted this but managed to recover it.
Ever since you cooked for your boyfriend, he's been having you try his cooking Cuisine De Monstre.
Day-5
"My dear, behold the delightful Minotaur bone broth," he said excited, causing you to be confused once again as his long tentacles carefully placed a bowl of meat without any liquid before you. It also looked like the most normal dish he has ever given you to try.
"Where's the broth, and where did you get the minotaur?" you asked curiously. Your already knew that he had gotten the minotaur from his own world since their no minotaur in your world but perhaps he gotten it somewhere else.
With a nonchalant air, he casually replied, "Ah, I just popped into my world to get the minotaur since your world's cattle simply don't compare in taste. As for the broth, just wait; it's still too hot for you, my dear."
He then tenderly planted a kiss on your forehead and you said, "It can't be that hot."
"It's 572 degrees Fahrenheit."(300°C)
"Oh," you responded completely taken aback and wondering how the pot hasn't melted.
"I think I'll just use magic to cool it down," he said, touching the pot that he had settled on the table. "Now, it's just right for you to enjoy, my dear," he added with a smiled, carefully pouring the broth into the bowl of meat
As he poured the broth, you noticed it had a pale purplish color with no scent. To your surprise as soon as broth hit the meat it quickly dissolved leaving only bones swimming in the liquid that had turned into a gooey, dark purple substance. You could swear it was smiling at you with a gooey grin.
"Wow, that's... unique, darling," you said, trying to mask your hesitation.
"You've been saying the same thing about all the dishes I've cooked for you, dear," he replied with a chuckle.
"Well, that's because they all look unique. I've never seen anything like them," you said with an uneasy smile.
He chuckled lightly, "I suppose they do look quite unique from what you are accustomed to," he said.
He then sat down next to you, his eyes twinkling with excitement as you, his love was once again trying his homeworld cuisine. Eagerly, he urged you, "Please go ahead and eat up. I made this dish especially for you, my dear, with all my heart and love."
His eyes gleamed with excitement as he eagerly waited for you to taste his cooking. As with every dish you've tried before, every single of your instincts screamed at you to not eat it, fearing it might be deadly. Yet, just as before, you couldn't refuse him; he looked so excited, and you knew the effort and time he had put into preparing it. Despite your reservations, you couldn't deny him, even if it looked deadly.
You took a deep breath, picking up your spoon. "You love me right?," you asked, dipping it into the goey broth. Despite feeling a hint of guilt for often asked this question before trying his food, as it imply a lack of trust.
His heartfelt words eased your apprehension as you brought the spoon to your lips, bracing yourself for the unexpected flavors.
As you tasted the broth, a rich, buttery, and strong beefy flavor exploded in your tongue completely overwhelming your taste buds, surprising you once again.
"It's amazing... absolutely incredible. Its really out of this world, my dear," you said, with genuine astonishment."You're a wonderful and amazing cook, my dear."
He beamed with sheer happiness upon hearing your praise. His smile widened, and a faint blush spread across his cheeks as he responded shyly, "O-oh, I'm so glad you enjoy it. It means alot to me."
You smiled and continued to eat, and his expression softened to one of contentment as he watched you. "I can't wait to share more of my world's flavors with you, my love," he said warmly.
You truly have to look past how they looked because they are wonderful.
♡ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐜's 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐲 ♡
[Mothboyxreader]
While moving to a new house, there are also things to discover and explore. For some reason, you went straight to the attic, perhaps because sometimes it harbor forgotten treasures or because you just feel like it. Who knows.
As you entered the attic, it was dark, and the air was thick with dust, causing you to cough. The silence was suddenly shattered by a loud crash and a heavy thud, startling you. With a heart-pounding, you quickly fumbled for your phone.You turned on the flashlight, illuminating the place, revealing the boxes that had fallen.
As you sifted through the boxes, a swarm of moths suddenly fluttered toward you. Amidst the chaos, you felt something cold brush against your skin. A hand, an actual hand with fingers. Panic surged through you as you tried to run with a tight grip on your phone, but you stumbled and fell. Suddenly, someone pinned you down. However, their eyes weren't on you but were fixed on the light of your phone. They snatched it out of your hand and sat on top of you.
"Shiny... mine," they said with a hint of possessiveness in their tone as they hugged your phone tightly, as if claiming it as their own.
Your heart was racing, and you struggled to understand what was happening. You simply tried to push them off, but they held on, mumbling incoherently about the "shiny."
Eventually, they lay on your chest, hugging your phone. To the strange creature, you were merely a soft, warm bed. Strangely enough, you felt a little jealous as they hugged your most treasure possession.
Did you want your phone back, or did you wish you could be your phone?
I wish Tumbler had a trash can because I accidentally deleted Cuisine De Monstre. I'm so fucking emo right now.
♡ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐜's 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐲 ♡
[Mothboyxreader]
While moving to a new house, there are also things to discover and explore. For some reason, you went straight to the attic, perhaps because sometimes it harbor forgotten treasures or because you just feel like it. Who knows.
As you entered the attic, it was dark, and the air was thick with dust, causing you to cough. The silence was suddenly shattered by a loud crash and a heavy thud, startling you. With a heart-pounding, you quickly fumbled for your phone.You turned on the flashlight, illuminating the place, revealing the boxes that had fallen.
As you sifted through the boxes, a swarm of moths suddenly fluttered toward you. Amidst the chaos, you felt something cold brush against your skin. A hand, an actual hand with fingers. Panic surged through you as you tried to run with a tight grip on your phone, but you stumbled and fell. Suddenly, someone pinned you down. However, their eyes weren't on you but were fixed on the light of your phone. They snatched it out of your hand and sat on top of you.
"Shiny... mine," they said with a hint of possessiveness in their tone as they hugged your phone tightly, as if claiming it as their own.
Your heart was racing, and you struggled to understand what was happening. You simply tried to push them off, but they held on, mumbling incoherently about the "shiny."
Eventually, they lay on your chest, hugging your phone. To the strange creature, you were merely a soft, warm bed. Strangely enough, you felt a little jealous as they hugged your most treasure possession.
Did you want your phone back, or did you wish you could be your phone?
♥︎ 𝐅𝐮𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐩 ♥︎
[Dog-hybridbfxreader]
|Smut Warning|
Camping has always been a favorite pastime for you and your family. However, this time, you decided to spice things up and invite your dog-hybrid boyfriend, Elio.
He was happily to join you and your family and couldn't contain his excitement. His tail wagged nonstop throughout the entire car ride while he repeatedly asked, "Are we there yet?". Annoying but adorable.
Once you guys arrived at the campsite, Elio's excitement went through the roof. His tail wagged like a helicopter propeller either because you guys finally arrived or because your family warmly welcomed him and treated him as one of their own. Perhaps it was both.
Regardless, he was a happy camper as he bounced off with all the kids, who immediately bonded with him. They seemed to be having an absolute blast by the lake, trying to catch small fishes with their bare hands and chasing after squirrels and small birds. Their giggles and laughter filled the air while you and your older family members set up camp.
Afterward, it was a fun afternoon. You joined your family in a refreshing swim in the lake, followed by going fishing. You and the kids taught Elio the art of fishing, and when he finally managed to reel in his first catch, his face lit up with pure joy. The atmosphere was a peaceful one as everyone cast their lines and patiently waited for the fish to bite. Of course, there was the occasional high pitch squealed that the kids made each time they caught a fish.
Time passed, and eventually, you guys went back to the campsite with fishes to clean and cook. Soon, the delicious aroma of the cooked fishes filled the air, making everyone's stomach grumble.
After everyone had their fill, night arrived, and marshmallows were brought out to toast over the fire. Elio eagerly joined in, but things quickly turned messy, as he ended up with a sticky, marshmallow-covered face.
It was a truly fun day, but it didn't compare to the fun you had once everyone retreated to their tents for the night. You intentionally riled him up, but it was to risky to fuck since you two would make too much noise and your family tent was just to close so you simply jerked him off instead.
With half-lidded eyes, he nuzzled against your neck, a small moan followed by a whine escaping his lips. "Please... more," he murmured.
"Shhh, you don't want them to hear you, do you?" you whispered as your hand to move up and down his length. His body trembled and bit down on his lips, trying to stifle his moans while his eyes begged for more.
You continued to move your hand in a rhythmic motion, listening as his breath grew heavier, each exhale warm against your neck. His tail, which had been wagging slowly, now thumped against the inflatable bed in sync with your movements.
You quickly grab his tail with your other hand, stopping it from making any more noise, but you unintentionally stop mid pump and squeeze him, drawing out a sharp gasp from him. His body shivered with pleasure as he shut his eyes and bit down on your collar bone, which made you grasp.
His tail remained in your other hand as you whispered, "Easy." You released your grip on his cock enough to continued your strokes. You felt every vein on his throbbing cock as he let out a muffled moan against your collar bone.
His heart pounded against your chest, and you increased the pace of your strokes, causing his breath to become ragged. His hand gripped your shoulder, his fingers digging slightly into your skin as he struggled to remain silent.
You couldn't help but smile, your lips brushing against his soft ears as you whispered, "Does that feel good?" You knew the answer even before the question left your mouth, as you could feel the warm, damp saliva on your collar bone where he had been gently nibbling. His response was a quiet whimper, and you could hear the way his tongue lapped against his lips in a vain attempt to collect his drool.
He was close to the edge, his whole body was tense, and his whines became more urgent. You let go of his tail and gently lifted his face to meet yours, your lips meeting his in a deep kiss to muffle his whines. And soon enough, he exploded, coating your hands from the last several spurts of cum which that had run down his cock.
You quickly wiped it off on the sheets as his body relaxed against your, his muscles losing tension and his breathing slowly returning to normal. "Thank you," he whispered softly, his voice raspy.
You smiled and planted a kiss on his forehead. "Let get some rest," you replied.
He let out a soft sigh of contentment and snuggled up close to you, his head resting on your chest and his eyes fluttering closed as he drifted off into a peaceful sleep, surrounded by the comfort of your presence. You closed your eyes while holding him close and listening to the silence of the night, occasionally interrupted by the rustling of leaves, chirping of crickets, snores, and the distant hoot of an owl.
Author note
My family often goes camping, which inspired me.
♡ 𝐑𝐞𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 ♡
[𝙎𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙗𝙛𝙭𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧]
There is nothing better than a bath in the summer heat. The feeling of cool, refreshing water against your skin, combined with the scent of your favorite candle and the soft, comforting embrace of bubbles, never fails to relax you and put a smile on your pretty face.
As you submerge yourself in the water, you can feel it gently massaging your muscles, relaxing and comforting your body. The sensation is both calming and rejuvenating, as if the water is washing away all your stress and worries.
It feels so good, too good, way too good.... for it to just be water. You glace at your tights, and sure enough, it wasn't just water touching your skin. There was a small blueish part of your slime boyfriend that he separated from his main body and was now gliding over your tights.
His small jelly-like body suddenly formed a small mouth and goey eyes as you lifted him up with your fingers, and he pouted dramatically.
You looked at him, and asked, "What are you doing, darling?"
He wobbles and wiggles in your hand, desperately clinging to your skin, as he whines, "You left me alone. It felt awful being separated from you. I just wanted to be with you."
"I told you I was going to take a bath, sweetheart," you said, placing him down on the bathtub tray. "You can't just stick to me all the time. Sometimes I need some alone time," you added.
He sulks, his slime form slumping down onto the bathtub tray and spreading out into a puddle. "But I want to be with you," he complained, his voice whiny and childish. From the little goey puddle, two hands form making grabby motions, reaching out toward you.
Let me take a bath with you" he begged. "I can clean your back and massage your shoulders. Please, please let me join you,"he added, trying to convince you.
"Alright, alright, you can join me, "you said.
He immediately regained his round solid shape, and his expression lit up at your words, his goey eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Yay!" hehe exclaimed cheerfully as he bounced on the bathtub tray and landed with a splash in the water.
"That's more like it!,"he said as he wriggled enthusiastically in the water. "Now I can get back to what I love doing best, touching and loving you, my dear!"
As you leaned back in the tub, with your head resting against the edge and your eyes closed. He happily resumed his affectionate ministrations, sliding across your body in a gentle and soothing manner. He takes great pleasure in touching and caressing you.
At some point, his small slime form rejoined his entire slime form, soaking up most of the water. He then oozes and flows around you like a second skin. With each movement he made, he cleaned every inch of your body, leaving a refreshing coolness that soothed the summer heat.
𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎
𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘈𝘪𝘯𝘻 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮.
♥︎ 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐞, 𝐃𝐨𝐯𝐞 ♥︎
[Bird-hybridbfxreader]
|Smut warning|
Read at your own risk since idk what other warnings beside smut to put.
Your boyfriend is a renowned bird-hybrid singer whose voice is unmatched. His voice has left many listeners awestruck worldwide and has been described as heavenly.
You always praise him and tell him that listening to him singing is like hearing an angel sing, but he remains humble and downplays his amazing abilities whenever he hears your compliments.
While also reassuring you of your own singing talent, telling you that you're the one that sounds like an angel as he thrusts deep inside you, making you feel like you're in heaven.
As he held firmly onto your waist, his lips gently trailed kisses along your shoulder.
"Mmm..you sing like an angel,"he murmured breathlessly. He continued to thrust deep inside you slowly with a steady rhythm, drawing out moans and gasps from you. "Your voice is heavenly and intoxicating. I want to hear more of your sweet melodies, my beautiful dove."
He thrusted harder and faster, driving you to moan louder with pleaure. "I know you can sing louder than that, dove," he said as his hand reached out to fondled your breast. "Sing louder for me. I can feel you getting closer to hitting that high note. Let your beautiful voice soar for me."
Each of his words and thrusts made you raise your voice, filling the room with your gasps and moans, a sweet melody that he loved and only he could hear.
"Mmm..that it", he encouraged, his voice filled with pleaure and adoration. "Let me hear how beautiful you can sing... Let it all out, dove".
Your hands grip the sheets, your knees trembled, and your body arched as you cried out his name, finally reaching your climax. He loved your voice, the feeling of you cumming around his massive cock, and the sight of you on all four while he fuck you from the back but wished he could see your beautiful face as he floated your inside with his cum.
As your face fell into the nears pillow, the last thing you heard was his gentle voice.
"You sang beautifully, my beautiful dove,"he said, his voice filled with tenderness and love. "I love you more than anything." With those words echoing in your mind, you drifted into dreamland.
Author ramble
I was listening to Brooklyn Baby,Religion, Tulsa Jesus Freak, Freak, A&W, Radio,... ect all by thee queen, Lana del Rey while writing this.
I dont know what it is about these pictures but they bring me peace.
♥︎ 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 ♥︎
[Demonxreader]
|Smut warning|
Read at your own risk.
You already don't sleep much throughout the night since you stay up playing video games. However, ever since you met Cyrus, you truly haven't slept a wink.
At first, when he burst into your room in the middle of the night, declaring you were his new playmate with a bright smile, you didn't mind. In fact, you were on board, willing to entertain a demon.
The first week was fun, having someone to play games with throughout the night. Cyrus consistently lost every round since you were an experienced gamer and weren't easy on newbies. However, that was where it went downhill, he didn't let you sleep during the daytime when you typically recharge your energy. He stubbornly insisted on playing games until he won. His determination to win was fueled by an endless reservoir of energy that you obviously didn't have and who knows where he got his.
You're practically a walking zombie at this point, your body leaning against Cyrus's shoulder while grasping a controller in your hand as your eyes struggle to stay open.
"Mortal, you've got absolutely no chance! I'm totally wiping the floor with you right now!," he confidently exclaimed.
The only reason why he is winning is because you aren't even looking at the screen or moving your controller. Instead, you're simply peering at him through half-lidded eyes on the brink of collapsing from exhaustion.
You muttered in a daze, your brain functioning on fumes as you slurred, "What's the point of wearing clothes anyway? It's more like you're wearing a bikini, and that's being generous. Those strings and tiny triangles reveal way more than they cover."
Cyrus frowned, looking almost insulted. "How rude, mortal," he said and then puffed out his chest. "You should know that this exquisite attire is the official uniform for all demons serving under Lord Beelzebul. Show some respect!,"he proudly declared.
"Enough with the nonsense and get back to the game. My next win is waiting for me," he said, eagerly returning his attention to the screen.
You couldn't keep your eyes on the screen, but you could keep your eyes on him, as tired yet mischievous smirk form on your lips.
"Let's play another game," you said, knowing that he would be willing to play any game as long as there was a loser and winner.
"You have more games, mortal?"he asked, excited.
You responded with a sly smile, "Yeah" With a playful tug, you led him towards your bed, and to your delight, he happily followed along.
You instructed him to lie on the bed, and he did, seemingly puzzled, but then it seemed like something clicked, and he sat up, "Wait, are we going to sleep, mortal? I REFUSE! WE HAVE A DEAL-"
"Shut up, you're so damn loud. I know, and unfortunately, we're not here to sleep," you said as you sat on top of him.
"The rules are simple whoever cums first is the loser," you said, taking off your clothes, revealing your birthday suit. Cyrus was excited not at the sight of body but at the new challenge.
"You're on, mortal!You're totally going to lose!", he said excitedly as his eyes sparkled and leaned against the bed frame. His tail moved to rub against your inter thight.
While you pushed aside his tiny bikini, which barely covered anything and grab his cock. He closed his eyes as you moved your hand up and down his massive shaft.
"Mmm, you're quite skilled with your hands, moral," he moaned as his tail moved gently to tease your folds, stimulationg waves of pleasure through your tired body.
As his cock grew larger, you hesitated unsure if it would fit inside you. Nevertheless, you began to align his cock with you entrance and he watched with mix of impatience and lust.
You slowly begin to lower yourself into him, and with every inch, stretch and fill you up. While moans and gasps, escape your lips as you struggle to take him in.
He let out a deep groan as you took him in halfway. "Oh, that's good.. you're doing well, just a little more"' he said, gripping your waist. You took a deep breath and continued sliding down, feeling intense pleasure and pain. You could see a noticeable bulge forming in your stomach as you finally took him whole.
"Mmm soo good...," he said, holding your hips firmly as he started to thrust upward slowly. You let out loud moans and whimpers both out of pleasure and pain, wrapped your arms on his neck, and dig your nails into his skin.
As you felt the rhythm of his movements, the pain dissolved into pure, overwhelming pleasure. Your moans grew louder, and you tried to match his pace. His arms then wrapped tightly around you, pulling you into a possessive hug as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. His breath was hot against your skin, his movements becoming faster and desperate, pushing you closer to brink.
You bit your lip as you tried to maintain control, but every thrust felt better than the last drowning you into deeper pleasure. The trail of kisses he was leaving on your neck were just the cherry on top. You were nothing but putty in his arms, your mind consumed by pleasure, leaving no room to think about anything else.
"Having trouble, mortal?" he taunted, his voice a low, seductive rumble.
Words failed you, and all you could manage was a breathless moan of his name. In response, his movements became frenzied, his pace rapid and relentless.
With one final thrust, he hit your cervix, and you snapped. Your nails raked down his back, leaving marks you clung to him and came around his throbbing cock.
He quickly followed after you, emptying himself inside you with one giant spurt after another, holding you tightly with his face still buried in your neck. As he caught his breath, he whispered in your ears,"Looks like I win."
Your vision blurred, and the world went dark, but you could hear him say,"Rest mortal, you earned it," as his hands gently caress your back.
When you open your eyes, oddly enough, you were filled with energy. It was as if every inch of your body was full with renewed vigor. You felt like you could effortlessly run miles without breaking a sweat, climb Mount Everest in a heartbeat.
"Good afternoon, mortal," you heard Cyrus say and suddenly you realized you were cradled in his arms. "I granted you the privilege to sleep, and you take advantage of it," he said playfully with a hint disapproval in his voice.
He could have easily woken you up if he wanted, but he had deliberately refrained from doing so, a decision that puzzled you. Before you could response to his nonsense, he silenced you with a kiss, pulling you closer to him as his hand slid beneath your chin, gently tipping your face upwards to deepen the kiss.
As he pulled away from the kiss, leaving you breathless, his lips brushed against your ear, his voice lowering into a sultry whisper, "Round two awaits, mortal." His hands roamed possessively over your body, making you shiver. "Our game is far from over," he murmured, his words carrying a nothing but desire. "Let's put that energy that I gave you to good use."
"What do you mean energy you gave me?" you asked.
"Ah, my sweet mortal, you seem to be unaware," he teased. "Allow me to enlighten you. I have a unique dietary requirement," He paused for dramatic effect before continuing. "I feed on human energy, and as you have might guest, I'm filled with energy". He kissed your forehead as he added, "And the fertile essence that I shared with you last night carries its own".
It suddenly dawned on you, the revelation clear as day. The newfound energy coursing through your veins, the reason why you felt like you can conquer anything without breaking a sweat, wasn't just due to a night of rest.
There was another aspect to consider his competitive spirit in gaming wasn't just about winning for the sake of it, but because the energy you were spending was his dinner.
There was also last night he had taken every last ounce of your energy, but he had also recharged you. And he was planning on draining you again. Recharged and drained, again and again.
"Isn't it marvelous, my dear," he purred. "I get to have my fill of you every day, a nourishing meal and wonderful partner for pleasure. You truly are the perfect package."
In a swift move, he pinned you down, trapping you beneath him."You brought this upon yourself, my dear," he murmured as he kissed your neck.
"You're mine now, bound to me until your last breath. Actually, even when you die, you'll be coming with me. You'll be my playmate for eternity," he said, as his hands gently cupped your face, his eyes locking onto yours, their depths filled with possessive love.
Author note
The idea always sounds better in the head, but I got impatient and just want to move on because this has been in my drafts since Jun 8.
˚₊‧꒰ა 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ໒꒱‧₊°
Idk how to warn, so read at your own risk but let me know if I really need to put a specific warning.
Sw=smut warning
♥︎ 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐞, 𝐃𝐨𝐯𝐞 ♥︎
┊Bird-hybridbfxreader -SW
♥︎ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 ♥︎
┊Jellyfishmermanxreader -SW
♥︎ 𝐈𝐧 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐖𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 ♥︎
┊Candy-monsterxreader -SW
♥︎ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ♥︎
┊Werewolfxreader -SW
♥︎ 𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐏𝐮𝐩𝐬? ♥︎
┊Dog-hybridbfxreader -SW
♥︎ 𝐅𝐮𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐩 ♥︎
┊Dog-hybridbfxreader -SW
♥︎ 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 ♥︎
┊Demonxreader -SW
♡♥︎ 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 ♡♥︎
┊Tigerbeastmanxreader -SW
┊ |part 1| |part 2|
♡ 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐝 ♡
┊Monsterxreader -SW
♡ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐜's 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐲 ♡: Mothboyxreader
♡ 𝗠𝗶𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 ♡: Malefairyxreader
♡ 𝐑𝐞𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 ♡: Slimebfxreader
Soft vampire boyfriend who watches you sleep all night long, every night. He takes pleasure in listening to your soft snores, in marvelling at your serene and beautiful face while you rest. He smiles to himself when you unconsciously mumble gibberish and he comes to caress your forehead and run his slender fingers through your hair in a comforting gesture if he sees your brows furrowing and your body stir restlessly under the sheets. He makes sure no nightmare disturbs your sleep, whispering sweet nothings in your ear and planting gentle kisses on the crown of your head until he feels you relax again.
He looks forward to nighttime. Anyone would think that he'd grow tired of watching you, waiting for you to wake up in the morning after weeks, months, years... but that's not the case. Not the case at all. On the contrary, as time passes he becomes even more enamoured of such a serene sight. He doesn't dread the moment you close your eyes and leave him alone because he doesn't feel lonely in your presence, not even when you're not awake. You've brought such warmth to his cold life. He can feel it radiating off of you and enveloping his dead heart in a cozy embrace.
You've also brought so much beauty with you, more than he could ever hope for. After spending decades in a miserable and desparing state, wishing he could sit at his piano or hold his violin again, or grab a pen and write poems or music just like he used to do centuries ago, you came into his life and made him feel alive again. You inspired him, gave him purpose after he thought for so long he didn't have any anymore. You instantly became his muse.
Days don't seem endless now. Night is but a blink of any eye and he can't wish enough for another dawn to come any sooner just so he can finish his poem or his composition and recite it or play it for you once you wake up.
The huge bright smile you would always reward him with? Oh, that could revive even his long dormant heart.
🪷. You can leave me a tip on ko-fi if you want to support me
𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚. 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨.𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖 𝙝𝙪𝙜𝙚 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚. 🩷
♥︎ 𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐏𝐮𝐩𝐬? ♥︎
[Dog-hybridbfxreader]
|Smut warning|
Author note: No thought behind this one.
As you step through the doorway of your house, you weren't met with your boyfriend greeting you at the doorway like normal. Nor was the air filled with the wonderful scent of his cooking. It was strange.
"Darling?" You called out, shutting the door behind you, and there was no response, just silence. You made your way through the house, and he wasn't in the living room, kitchen, garden, or in the bathroom. The only place that was left was your room. You opened the door and stepped into your room, but like the rest of the house, it was empty. However, odd sounds came from your closet. You pulled the closet door open to take a peek inside, and there he was.
He was surrounded by a pile off your clothes naked and flustered with his tail tuck between his legs as he humped your clothes frantically. His fluffy ears droop down as his jaw clamped around your favorite plushie while muffled moans escaped his lips. His eyes were shining with desperation and need as tears rolled down his cheeks.
You totally forgot that his rut started today.
As soon as he saw you, he pounced on you and pinned you down as he started to hump you with your clothes on. You tried to take your clothes off, but he was faster and quite literally ripped them off you. He then buried his cock inside you and started to thrust himself into you. You spread your thights, further apart and he thrusted even deeper while burying his face on your neck.
His breath was hot against your skin and he inhaled deeply, enjoying your scent. "You smell so good... I want to breed you..." he whimper.
"Let's.. have pups... I want pups with you...please, "he whimper as he keep fucking you and you dig your nails into his skin and wrapped your legs around him, pulling him closer.
"Please...they will be cute like you," he beg as you clench up and cum around his throbbing cock.
Followed by you just moan your little heart out as he came inside you, one giant spurt of his seeds, followed by another one, and he begans to knot inside you.
𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵, 𝗜 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗯𝘆. 𝗛𝗼𝘄𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿, 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜'𝗺 𝗮 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻. 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝗺𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗼𝗳 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗹𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁/𝗱𝗼𝗰 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘀𝗼 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁. 𝗛𝗼𝘄𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿, 𝗜 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗯𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗯𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮, 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗢𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮 𝗿𝘂𝗻𝘀 𝗱𝗿𝘆, 𝗮 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗵 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗽-𝘂𝗽, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝘆𝗰𝗹𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘂𝗲𝘀. 𝙋𝙡𝙪𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙩. 𝙄 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝗦𝗼𝗼𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗜 𝗮𝗺, 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝟭𝟮 𝘂𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗳𝘁𝘀.
♥︎𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞♥︎
[Werewolfxreader]
|Smut warning|
Idk what to warning to put on this or than smut idk man read this shit at your on risk?? Just know you're not the one getting railed.
Author note: Idk what the fuck this is. This shit sounded better in my head tbh.
You are a scientist working for Facility Bloom, a unique research facility known for its focus on breeding. Unlike other facilities, Facility Bloom specializes in studying the mating habits and breeding behaviors of monsters.
The research had previously focused on breeding between monsters within the facility. However, the focus has shifted to studying the breeding between humans and monsters.
No, you do not engage with the monsters in intimate acts to be able to research this topic. Humans, who are deeply in debt, serve as the guinea pigs for this groundbreaking research. You simply observe, record data, and take notes on the interactions that unfold between the monsters and humans during intercourse.
Today marked the beginning of the rut cycle for the test subject, identified as #123. This is the perfect opportunity for the experiment to proceed. You stand outside the cubicle, observing through the glass as you prepared to begin your observations and data collection.
Side note--> #123 is a werewolf who primarily spends his time in his human form. Generally, he is docile and calm, but there are some records that mention aggressive behavior toward certain situations and people.
At 10:48, Human #34 was escorted into the cubicle. She shows no signs of fear. If anything, she looks determine, not sure what exactly. In contrast, #123 exhibited signs of agitation upon her entry. He retreated to a corner of the cubicle, facing the wall, and began to make soft whines, clearly demonstrating discomfort with her presence. Human #34 appears confused and moves closer to the glass, asking innocently, "What wrong with him?," Which neither I or Scientists #1 responded to her query. #123's distress intensified as she drew closer, his whines escalating with her proximity.
Without warning, Human #34 reached out and touched #123's ears. In an instant, he responded aggressively, pinning her to the floor with a snarl and bearing his teeth. As he did so, he shifted seamlessly from his human form into his anthro form.
You were shocked he never acted so aggressively before in your presence. You turn to Scientist #1, asking, "Should we intervene?" She shook her head firmly, reminding you, "No, she signed the contract fully aware of the risks."
You nodded and continued your data collection/observation.
#123 swiftly sliced through Human #34's clothing with a single swift movement of his razor-sharp claws, reducing her garments to tatters..........
Human #34 is currently positioned with her face pressed against the glass directly in front of us, while #123 is in the process of ejaculating for the 45th time. Additional observations note that subject #123 has been constantly shifting to his human and anthro forms. His constant transformation results in various levels of pleasure and pain for human #34, as his penis changes in size during the transitions while inside her. Also, human #34 has been reduced to a sexual toy for #123, yet she maintains a happy expression on her face as her legs tremble, and he continues to have intercourse with her in a standing position
As #123 finishes, ejaculating inside her once more, he momentarily withdraws, and she collapses to the floor, excessively dripping with semen. He then grabs her again, lifting her by her buttocks and re-inserting his penis. She straddles him as he presses her back against the glass, with her head slumped on his shoulder while he looks directly at me.
"Do you think she will be pregnant?", scientist #1 asked.
You paused, turned to look at her, and heard a growl from #123 but still replied to Scientist #1, "Hmm, I'm not sure. The likelihood seems quite low since he hasn't knotted inside her. However, we should still monitor her for any signs of pregnancy and conduct a follow-up examination to be certain."
Scientist #1 remarked thoughtfully, "I'm curious about how her body would respond if she became pregnant. A werewolf pregnancy is shorter than a human's standard nine months, so the question is, would it still be nine months, or would she adapt to a werewolf-like term? Additionally, I wonder if she would carry a litter, similar to a female werewolf, or if it would be a singleton pregnancy."
You nodded in agreement, adding, "We just have to wait and see, but Im concerned about her survival if she were to have the same gestation period as a female werewolf. The maternal care unit would take take great care of her, but I can't help but worry."
Scientist #1 responded confidently, "Oh, she'll definitely make it through. Anyway, we should get the next human for him. She is clearly no longer in her right state of mind." She gestured towards the glass with her pen.
As you turned your attention back to the cubicle, your eyes widened as you took in the unexpected scene. #123 was in his human form once more, pressing his palm against the glass, his expression softened into a childish pout as if yearning to touch your face. Quite the contrast to his aggressive behavior with human #34 just moments earlier.
Shifting your gaze downward, you noticed he was also stroking his cock and #34 laying in the floor with a glistening trail of cum ozzing out of her quivering body. You adjusted your glasses, looked away, and #123 whimper.
With a focused gaze, you scanned through the list of human volunteers, searching for someone who appeared more durable. As your eyes landed on the next suitable candidate, you glanced over at Scientist #1. She nodded back in agreement, understanding your selection.
Scientist #1 excused herself from the observation room, preparing to retrieve the next candidate for the observation. While the cleaning crew carried human #34's spent body out of the cubicle, she slurred her words in a daze, "For science...just one more time..."
You looked back at #123, who is still looking at you with a mixture of desperation and yearning, as he whimpers.
You placed your hand against the glass, and he quickly pressed his face against the glass, aligning his face with your hand, desperate to feel your touch. With a reassuring whisper, you comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, your next playmate will be here soon."
He sulk, clearly unhappy with what you said.
Then he whimpered longingly and voiced his desires, "I want you..."He then followed with a breathless plea, "I want to breed with you...please."
I'm in love with a boy. Everything about him is perfect. He is the definition of perfection, absolutely flawless. The way he speaks, laughs, and acts makes my heart flutter and leaves me smiling like an idiotic fool.
I would do anything and give up everything just to feel his embrace. It would be a like experiencing a beautiful dream, celebrating my favorite holiday(Christmas), and my birthday all at once. To wrap my arms around him and let him squeeze me, breaking every bone in my body until I'm nothing but a puddle of mush.
And if ever he granted me that precious moment, I would thank him from the depths of my soul.
I'm so in love with him, and he doesn't even exist. It's unfair, but I'm glad he's not real. I'm certain that if he was real I wouldn't have even the slightest chance with him. However, I would eagerly be mere entertainment for him, a toy that he could discard once he grew bored. Although I would be thown out in least than a second since I wouldn't be fun or exciting enough to hold his attention. I would simply be boring to him, that's if he even looked my way.
"Here. Have some cookies I made from random stuff. You'll enjoy every last bite for me, won't you?"
Yeeesss I will enjoy every last bite for you, my king. I would devour any treat you presented to me, even if it's poison. I still would gobble it up without any hesitation. I would be eternally grateful for the privilege of receiving and eating it.
AkteKewaawyzlydzlyrzlyrzlytbbdnsjdj marryyyy meeebaurzktszkg pleasehldxlufc I died and was happily cremated.
♡ 𝐑𝐞𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 ♡
[𝙎𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙗𝙛𝙭𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧]
There is nothing better than a bath in the summer heat. The feeling of cool, refreshing water against your skin, combined with the scent of your favorite candle and the soft, comforting embrace of bubbles, never fails to relax you and put a smile on your pretty face.
As you submerge yourself in the water, you can feel it gently massaging your muscles, relaxing your body. The sensation is both calming and rejuvenating, as if the water is washing away all your stress and worries.
It feels so good, too good, way too good.... for it to just be water. You glace at your tights, and sure enough, it wasn't just water touching your skin. There was a small blueish part of your slime boyfriend that he separated from his main body and was now gliding over your tights.
As you lifted him up with your fingers, his small jelly-like body suddenly formed a small mouth and goey eyes, and he pouted dramatically.
You looked at him, and asked, "What are you doing, darling?"
He wobbles and wiggles in your hand, desperately clinging to your skin, as he whines, "You left me alone. It felt awful being separated from you. I just wanted to be with you."
"I told you I was going to take a bath," you said, placing him down on the bathtub tray. "You can't just stick to me all the time. Sometimes I need some alone time," you added.
He sulks, his slime form slumping down onto the bathtub tray and spreading out into a puddle. "But I want to be with you," he complained, his voice whiny and childish. From the little goey puddle, two hands form making grabby motions, reaching out toward you.
Let me take a bath with you" he begged. "I can clean your back and massage your shoulders. Please, please let me join you,"he added, trying to convince you.
"Alright, alright, you can join me, "you said.
He immediately regained his round solid shape, and his expression lit up at your words, his goey eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Yay!" he exclaimed cheerfully as he bounced on the bathtub tray and landed with a splash in the water.
"That's more like it!,"he said as he wriggled enthusiastically in the water. "Now I can get back to what I love doing best, touching and loving you, my dear!"
As you leaned back in the tub, with your head resting against the edge and your eyes closed. He happily resumed his affectionate care, sliding across your body in a gentle and soothing manner. He takes great pleasure in touching and caressing you.
At some point, his small slime form rejoined his entire slime form, soaking up most of the water. He then oozed and flowed around you like a second skin. With each movement he made, he cleaned every inch of your body, leaving a refreshing coolness that soothed the summer heat.
𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎
𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘈𝘪𝘯𝘻 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮.
