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[imagineyourteratofo]

Soooo, I decided to make an imagine blog for terato!(F/O)’s, or just monster lovers in general! Right now I won’t be taking any requests, but the inbox is open for submissions/confessions/gushing/etc. Also, please do not interact if you’re under 18!! This won’t be a nsfw only account, but it will be heavily nsfw.

So, welcome to the blog, and I hope you enjoy!

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Even though I haven’t been posting lately, I might as well make the formal announcement that this blog wont be active anymore. It will still be kept up as an archive, but I wont be writing any more imagines or answering requests through this blog or the nsfw blog.

However, my personal/gush blog @sea-selfships will still be active, so if you’re interested in the same stuff I am you could still check that out!

Thank you everyone for your support over the past year, to everyone who spread the word when it was just beginning, to everyone who stuck through my dumb moments, to the patience of everyone who sent in requests, and huge apologies to those whose requests I never got around to fulfilling, or I might’ve not written well. I hope that these imagines brought enough joy to the community!

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I know that last imagine is about touch sensitivity, but I also feel I can relate to it as a personally-sex-repulsed asexual who nonetheless finds the idea of sex appealing and who love to explore it with my F/O in small steps like this, with them being totally supportive and loving throughout the process. So, thank you for writing this imagine! Absolutely loved it! QwQ

Thank you very much!

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Imagine (F/O) using one hand to faintly ghost his fingertips over your warm, bare, skin, making sure to not put too much pressure on your body. (F/O) cages his other arm by the side of your head, protecting you and propping his naked body to hover just slightly over yours, body heat radiating enough that you can feel it blanketing you. Though you were slightly embarrassed at first, you maintain deep eye contact with (f/o), his (f/o e/c) eyes slightly lidded, but still bright with love and adoration for you, and frequently checking to make sure that you’re comfortable and safe. You respond with an eager moan, and (F/O) indulges you as much as he can.

With a small peck on your lips, (F/O)’s hand dips past your stomach and into your folds, using slow, gentle circling motions over your clit then shifting down into your entrance, two fingers delving in just slightly.

“Still comfortable?” (F/O) asks, looking into your eyes.

“Yes...Please, just a little bit more...” You let out with a shaky breath and a shy smile. (F/O) smiles back at you, and dips down for another quick kiss.

“Anything for you, my dear...” (F/O)’s two fingers begin to gently pump inside your wet pussy, and slowly wiggling them as he pumps, caressing your inner walls, and thumb occasionally brushing your clit.

You wriggle in pleasure under his touch, but it’s soon too much, and you abruptly tell him to stop. Of course, (F/O) respects your request, carefully pulling his fingers out and cleaning off your juices on a tissue.

You begin to apologize, but (F/O) brushes it off. “So long as you’re comfortable, nothing else matters...I will always love you, (Y/N)...” (F/O) reassures you with a smile, and once again you can’t help but smile back at him.

“Thank you...I’ll always love you too, (F/O)...”

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Imagine (F/C) treating you on Valentines Day. You don’t really celebrate the holiday, especially since you’re both affectionate year-round, but they still wanted to do something extra special for you today.

They dim the lights, place a couple blankets in front of the fireplace in the living room, and plan to treat you to a nice dinner, hoping for a perfect evening. However, everything that could go wrong, does go wrong. (F/C) slightly overcooks the food they made, the ice cream dessert melts before you could eat it, and (F/C) burns their hand while trying to adjust the wood with the fire poker.

(F/C) consistently apologizes for ruining what was supposed to be a perfect evening, but you laugh it off. You love them so, so, much, and you’re deeply touched that they put in this much effort to please you, barely giving a damn that it went smoothly or not. So, you make it up to them by having passionate sex in front of the roaring fire all night.

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Ask Request: can i get an imagine for fem f/o making fem s/i wear a maid dress???? maybe s/i is awfully embarrassed so f/o decides to tease her a little more if you get what i mean :eyes:

Imagine looking at yourself in the mirror, making last minute adjustments to a (rather short) maid dress that (F/C) gifted you. You fidget with the lace trimmings as an attempt to hide your partial embarrassment and giddiness, but your scarlet face makes you an open book, one that (F/C) can easily read.

“(Y/N)! I can’t believe how adorable you look!” (F/C) exclaims with a huge grin as she walks up behind you, resting her chin on your shoulder, and her arms around your waist. “So, how do you like it?”

“W-well, it is cute, but...what’s the occasion?”

“Hm, nothing really...I just wanted to see you in something adorable before I take it off to fuck you silly.”

You gasp at (F/C)’s bold words, making her grin triumphantly and hike up your dress, hooking a finger around the band of your panties, while her other hand roams up to your breast, slightly teasing an already hardened nipple through the thin fabric.

“So...can we?” (F/C) whispers, kissing your burning cheek.

“P-please...” You quietly squeal, then again in surprise, as (F/C) instantly buries her hand into your panties, massaging your folds, then plunging two fingers into your entrance, pumping them in sync with her other hand pinching your nipple.

“I was right...You look cute in that dress...But...” (F/C) heavily sighs. “You look even more adorable with my fingers inside you~”

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Imagine rocking desperately on your f/o’s lap as they fuck up into you with their face buried into your neck biting and kissing and groaning from the pleasure of it all

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Ask Request: could you do an imagine (or a fic if you have the time!) for a male!demon f/c and a human trans guy s/i? 👀 maybe something with f/c having way more stamina than s/i? (love your stuff btw

Imagine demon!(F/C) mounting you. His powerful hands hold one of your hands down, while the other has a firm grip on your stomach, his fingers occasionally stroking the faint bulge of his thick cock, both leaving deep red marks on your soft skin. Though you were determined to take everything (F/C) had, you quickly found your legs turn to jelly, and your face getting buried in the mattress with each hard thrust.

“My (Y/N)...don’t tell me you’re finished yet...I’ve only just started...” (F/C) sighs, flicking his tail to sharply caress your thighs, the slight sting inciting a crisp gasp from you.

“O-of course not...Please...F-fuck me more (F/C)...!” Though it is obvious that you are pretty spent in comparison to (F/C), there is nothing you want more than to have (F/C)’s cock buried deep inside you, fucking you until you see stars.

(F/C) chuckles deeply at your reply, recoiling slowly to harshly and rapidly snap his thick cock back into your sensitive hole, again, and again, and again, barely giving you a break to catch your breath as you cry out (F/C)’s name.

“That’s my (Y/N)!” (F/C) moans in between his hard thrusts. “Taking me so nicely...I hope you’re ready...because I can do this all day...”

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Imagine sitting on weredragon!(F/C)’s lap with your back pressed against their chest, and their hands tightly gripping your thighs. Their breath is hot on your shoulder as they slowly slide one of their thick cocks into your hole, leaving the other to rub against your stomach/cock. Once you’ve sheathed their full length, they waste no time harshly thrusting, and keep you in place by clamping onto your neck, peppering fresh hickeys along your sensitive skin. You fervently bounce on their cock, and return the favor by shakily jerking off their free cock, throbbing just slightly under your fingertips. Once you’ve both reached your limits, you completely let yourselves go, with (F/C) filling you inside and painting your stomach with their immense amount of warm cum.

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Ask Request: can i pls get an imagine for male!werewolf f/c and chubby/roundfaced shy female? thanks!!

Imagine laying naked on your back as you witness werewolf!(F/C) tower over you, his hard cock throbbing over your slit. You’re more than ready to begin, but you still feel like you’re in a dream, bewildered that (F/C) would have sex with you, causing your hands to instinctively fly up to cover your scarlet face.

“Please don’t do that, (Y/N)...I want to see your gorgeous face...” (F/C) whines, and takes your hands in one hand to gently pin them over your head, while his other reaches to stroke your plump cheeks, the cool pad of his finger contrasting with your warm cheeks that burn hotter with every passing second.

(F/C) smiles in satisfaction. “(Y/N)...you really are the cutest person in the world...But, I think you’d look cuter...with this...!” (F/C) barely manages to get out before he slides his thick cock inside you stretching your vagina, and the forming knot just teasing the outside of your folds. You draw out (F/C)’s name in an ecstatic moan, feeling fit to burst as he pounds your pussy with his throbbing member. (F/C)’s grip tightens on your wrists as he moves the hand that was on your cheek down, briefly trailing over your breasts and stomach, to land on your clit, applying pressure by rubbing it in a circle with the pad of his thumb, keeping in sync with his hard thrusts. You scream once again, bucking and wiggling your hips in response, meeting (F/C) halfway through as he finally plunges his full length in, rutting to let his swollen knot expand, stretching your vagina even further, and lock you two together.

(F/C)’s grip on your wrists loosen a bit as both of you can feel his cum begin to flow inside of you. You begin to quietly thank him in between gasps, but (F/C) cuts you off with a long kiss. “Don’t thank me yet, love...The night’s young, and the moon is still out...” (F/C) says in a hoarse voice, flashing a toothy grin. “We still have all night...”

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Ask Request: can i get an imagine for a male!f/o walking in on a trans male!si wearing a collar and leash?

Imagine standing in front of the bedroom mirror, clad in only your undergarments and a collar and leash of your favorite color that you bought as a present for (F/C). You hum and smile as you make last minute adjustments to the collar, making sure it sits comfortably around your neck, and thumb at the custom tag you’ve written: “Property of (F/C)”.

You close your eyes as you pull on the leash to test it, pretending that it’s (F/C) on the other end instead, that he’s ordering you around and praising you, getting lost in your fantasy to the point where you fail to notice him walk into the room.

“(Y/N)...?” (F/C) asks, a small amused smile spreading across his face.

Your eyes snap open, and turn to the direction of his voice. “(F-F/C)!! W-wait, get out, this was supposed to be a surprise!” Your face turns a deep red as you grasp onto the leash in a gut response attempt to hide it.

“Well, I’m already pretty surprised!” (F/C) chuckles, and makes his way towards you, replacing your hands with his as he gently grabs the leash, and using his other to examine the collar, taking very special interest in the tag.

“And it’s a really nice surprise...” Being satisfied with the writing on the tag, he moves his hand away from the collar to cup your chin and brush his thumb over your lips, staring into your eyes with his deep (EC) eyes. “I think it’d only be fair to try it out, right, (Y/N)?”

“Please, (F/C)...” You sigh as you bite your lip to stifle a smile, and (F/C) mirrors your expression.

“Then...” (F/C) begins, giving a gentle tug to your leash, motioning you to come with him to the bed. “Be a good boy, and I promise you’ll get a nice treat tonight...”

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Imagine that your F/C doesn’t swear much, if at all. The most “foul” language that ever crosses their lips is ‘damn’, or a very very rare ‘shit’. And there’s no real reason for it, it’s just that they don’t have room for such words in their vocabulary. Not until they’re in bed with you, moaning that you make them “feel so fucking good.”

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Imagine getting just getting out from the warm shower and wrapping yourself up in a soft towel. (F/C) takes notice of the water still dripping down your exposed skin, and offers to help you dry off quicker by holding you close to them and licking up the remaining droplets on your shoulders and neck.

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Imagine surprising (F/C) by wearing lingerie for the first time. You’re a bit nervous, nervous by how it looks on your body, and nervous by what (F/C) would think about it - Do they think it’s silly? Do they think you look sexy enough?

After the initial shock, a wide smile breaks out on their face, and they let you know exactly what they think.

“You look absolutely breathtaking, darling! I definitely wouldn’t mind seeing you wear this more…” They appreciatively look you up and down, taking time to admire you and your choice of clothing.  

“But, that’s not to say…that I wouldn’t mind seeing what’s underneath…”  

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are there any hard limits for this blog?

Yup! No pedophilia, rape/non-con/dub-con, abuse, incest, and anything else along those lines. 

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Imagine (F/C) taking notice of your nipples poking through your top and offering to help ‘warm you up’ with their hands.

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Imagine werewolf!(F/C) literally fucking you all night. You feel your entrance stretch with each hard thrust, and by the time their knot locks inside of you, filling you with their cum, you feel fit to burst. But (F/C)’s almost unlimited stamina wont let them quit after just one round, and after their knot contracts, they’re back to pounding your oversensitive, cum-filled, hole. You beg for more as your body almost goes limp under the immense pleasure, and (F/C) is more than eager to oblige, with gentle kisses and touches to your most sensitive spots that sweetly contrast with their cock and knot plowing your swollen hole, bringing you over the edge time and time again.