🪷Just a Taste🪷

She/They, 20+, Disabled Weirdo, Literally the absolute freak of Your Dreams 💞

[dripflower]

Read me🌺

18+ blog, MDNI

I go by she/they

20+ year old disabled shapeshifting fae dragon.

Read my Carrd before following.

About Me;

Carrd for general information about myself, thank you for reading.

Please refer to me as: Rose 🌹

This blog is going to be horny posting about monsters and faeries and whatever tf I find hot, if you don't like it just block and move on. I will not be entertaining any discussion about this.

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[dripflower]

Petplay Idea: Unicorn trapped in a pen. Chained by the neck to a post, spreader bar holding their legs apart. Their hole is wetter than they'll ever admit. Their new owner (who captured them) has set this up as an traveling attraction, and if certain patrons pay enough, they get to fuck the magical beast in front of all the spectators. All those eyes watching, unable to get away,, something so pure becoming so disheveled and needy. UGH <33

[bluejay-makes]

Elf yuri cleansing your timeline of curses

[foone]

She wraps the leash around her hand and pulls me up to her.

"you know, it's really amazing how easy it is to mistake you for a human. From a distance, I mean. Once you're up close *she pulls me closer* the illusion is shattered, and it's obvious what you really are."

[pavlovsbimbo]

At a kink party recently, and someone said "aww are you pretending to be a person?"

She ran her fingers through my hair and said "that must be so tiring, you don't need to pretend anymore."

[willjulep]

Royal protector keenly aware that he exists in the erotica genre going prematurely grey with how often the prince encounters fuck-or-die scenarios. Every garden must be avoided for fear of sex pollen. Every glass of wine must be tested for erotic stimulants. There's an indefinite moratorium on all gifts from the fae. And still every preventative measure proves futile; at least once a month, he finds his prince writhing in agony and begging for relief in a way he insists only his noble protector can provide.

[staticbasilisk]

A dryad luring humans deep into the woods to an endangered plant. She coax’s the humans into drinking the plants aphrodisiac nectar and then opening their legs gently and working them open slowly.

Once they’re prepared she brings a tentacle like vine to their entrance and helps the plant enter its new breeder. Once the plant learns its inside it gently begins to thrust into the human.

The dryad smiles and watches the humans moaning around her as they’re fucked. Seeds slowly slide through the tentacle and into the moaning human, slowly bulging out their stomach.

Once the eggs are all laid inside the human the dryad pulls the tentacle out and replaces it with a flowering bud that releases its sap, successfully fertilizing the eggs.

Once the eggs are fertilized the dryad smiles and presses another vine into the human so they can recive another load.

Maybe after all her hard work the dryad will get to be seeded as well

[chamxmxle]

You naive little babe, stepping into the faerie ring on purpose. What did you think was going to happen? Were you hoping to see something pretty? Something tall and shining like moonlight? Glossy and ethereal and beautiful?

Don't cry, young one. You got what you wanted. You're among brilliance now. You can hardly bear to look at us. And it is not as though you will be here forever. Just until my siblings and I have had our fun.

So stop the whimpering.

[grubugs-deactivated20260507]

thinking about. . . princess getting fucked by the local woodland faeries while her knight watches. . .

[steelsonnet]

The knight is meant to protect their princess, including her chastity. That's probably why the fae creatures pinned them down first, roots and branches keeping them locked in place. But it doesn't obscure their view. They have a feeling that was intentional.

As for the princess, she doesn't exactly seem to be resisting. The tiny figures flit around her — touching her, caressing her. Two sit on her bare chest having pulled her bodice free. Now they're squeezing and teasing her left nipple, laughing in high chittering voices at the noises their toying is able to elicit from the royal heir. Another sits on her hand, gossamer skirt parted to pleasure itself against her spread fingers. The final two are working her skirt up, laying kisses on her thighs as she parts her legs for them.

God. She's parting her legs.

And all the while, her eyes are on her knight. Even as she pants and whines and moans. Watching as they try to resist grinding against the branch winding between their leg. Commanding them silently to keep their eyes on her.

[sennamaticart]

Cupid's Arrow <3

[faeriefag]

fairy captured by some stoner loser who keeps blowing smoke into the jar he's trapped it in, watching it's little cunt start dripping while it struggles to stand up..

the loser starts experimenting on it, trying to figure out what certain squeaks and clicks mean as he rubs the handle of a paintbrush between it's legs. for science, of course, not because he can feel himself stiffening in his pants.

[grubugs-deactivated20260507]

thinking about. . . princess getting fucked by the local woodland faeries while her knight watches. . .

[otherworldly-tresses]

An eldritch being yanking you out of the plane of existence to give you the best, freakiest sex you've ever had, and plopping you right back where you were when you're done

[princesspreg]

species of plants whos reproduction cycle involves luring in fairies with enticingly dripping tentacles, holding them in place and filling them with their seeds until their little bellies are swollen and round with life, set free to travel and birth the seeds at a later date

its the perfect relationship, the fairies get mindbreaking orgasms and the plants get to reproduce and spread themselves ever further, to breed even more fairies

[dripflower]

Ghost that's been lonely for a little bit too long... until you moved in.

It was subtle at first, the feeling of being watched, an occasional brush through your hair here, a slight touch of your skirt there... Sometimes when you showered you could swear you could even feel hands running down your body. There was a needy and perverse energy within your home; touch starved and ravenous. You kept dismissing the feeling as a draft or your imagination- until one night you woke up to the unmistakable feeling of a cock sliding into your heat. You barely had enough time to rip the covers off before it began pounding away at your already leaking cunt. There was nothing there between your hips, but your pussy said otherwise, stretching open and pulsing around the invisible member. All you could do was moan and squirm as your wrists were held down, sinking into the mattress as the bedframe creaked. The spirit was relentless, and hellbent on using you roughly until your eyes rolled into the back of your skull. He was pent up and needed you to feel every inch of it. You could feel the cold shots of cum spurting into you in a matter of minutes, sending shivers down your spine as chilled breaths beat against your flesh, but the spectre didn't slow until morning, stuffing you full and fucking you for hours nonstop. You were dragged into every position you could imagine, molded into his whims, until he disappeared sometime after you passed out. You woke up disheveled in a puddle of fluids to nothing but a silent house.

This then became a regular occurrence- one you looked forward to. You dumped your boyfriend and threw out your sex toys. You didn't need them anymore. And nowadays you rarely go out aside from necessary errands... you rarely even wear clothes in the house anymore now that you think about it. Walking around bare, wiggling your ass in hopes that your ghost might take the hint and come ravage you again like it does every night. And he does without fail, never missing the opportunity to bury his cock to the hilt inside of your needy holes.

It seems that the lonely ghost in your house isn't so lonely anymore ❤️

[aurumacadicus]

"Did you know people are masturbating to your smut fics-- 🤢" I hope they get twice as wet as I did writing it, mind your fucking business.

[blanchebees]

Witches practice

Tip jar

[a-sapphire-lily]

The first time your Faerie Lover traces a pleasure sigil on your skin, it just feels like they're caressing your hip in little swirls... But then they whisper something and the entire shape gets warm and then, abruptly, makes you so sensitive that the next stroke pushes you over the edge, crying out as pleasure sears through you, more intense than you've ever felt before, leaving you brain dead and gasping, barely aware of their amused laughter as they bring you to the brink and force you over it again. And again.

The sigils are meant for use between fae, who can handle such intense sensations - but your Lover doesn't care that your human body is nearly breaking beneath the strain. And by the time they leave you the next morning, neither do you.