Lady of the Librarium

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[ladyofparchments]

Librarium Index

(Also see the Librarium Rules)

This is mostly for organizing my current works whether completed or in progress. I hope it’s helpful for readers, too, in order to have access to stories all in one go rather than scrolling forever and ever amen.

Original Modern World Stories:

Garden Heartsong (F Human x M Troll, NSFW at the end)

Tusks & Tails Tearoom (F Human x M Minotaur x M Orc): Part 1

Winter Rose (F Human x M Orc): Part 1, Part 2 NSFW

Original Fantasy Stories:

Moonflower Star (F Human x M Orc, NSFW at the end)

Original Regency Creature Correspondence Stories:

Rhokan (F Human x M Orc, NSFW)

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Lord of the Rings Fanfiction:

The Key (NSFW, F Human x M Uruk-hai): Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 (Unfinished, still trying to work through issues, apologies everyone!)

My Time at Sandrock Fanfiction:

The Faithful Hound, the Cunning Wolf, and the Clever Fox (F Builder x Owen x Logan): Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9

Orc Sworn Fanfiction:

Sweet Surrender (Original Female Human x Original Male Orc): Part 1

Predator Fanfiction: 

A Knowledgeable Pursuit (NSFW Original Female Human x Original Male Yautja) Bonus

TMNT 2014/2016 Fanfiction:

Autumn Snuggles (SFW, Donatello x F Reader)

Bookish & Brutish (Raphael x F Human): Part 1, Part 2

World of Warcraft Fanfiction and Drabbles:

The Thief, the Mage, & the Knight (NSFW, F Human x M Kaldorei x M Kaldorei): Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Alina & Kayre Warcraft Drabble (F Human x M Orc): Part 1, Part 2 NSFW

Natalya & Voltu’ji Warcraft Drabble (NSFW, F Human x M Troll): Part 1, Part 2

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I hope to update as I post more stories and really appreciate everyone who reads my writing. Whether you like, reblog, or comment, thank you all so much! I will try to respond to comments as they’re posted. 

My current update involves changing all of the links for most of my stories to direct to AO3. With Tumblr making some very questionable decisions, I will be posting elsewhere but including links to the new works here.

Also, let me be clear with a disclaimer: I do not give my consent for any of my stories to be reposted anywhere else.

Last updated: 10/26/2025

[finleyfenn]

When the furious orc shows up at your door... and announces he's your mate... AND your son's second father 😱

This gorgeous grumpy orc is Gaelfr of Clan Bautul, and he's from my new spicy MMF book The Ex and the Orcs! He's ready to barge in, take charge, and do some serious "tending" of his new mate 😈

(And despite his scary sleep-deprived face, he's an excellent Pa too!)

Gaelfr is by the always-incredible Helena Nikulina!

[ladyofparchments]

Um... hello, Gael.

[momolady]

Gargoyle Boyfriend: Plume

A friend of Amadou’s awakens.

Female Reader x Male Monster (both cis)

It’s a dark and stormy night, so of course your internet was out. It has been for the last hour, and as much as you hate to admit this, it’s driving you a bit crazy. You find yourself wandering to your phone to look things up or try and play a game, but to no avail. At least the power is on, and that you can be grateful for.

You’ve been reading while playing old records. While it’s nice, it also feels a touch too quiet. You’re not exactly sure how having no internet makes the place feel that way, but the silence is a touch unnerving.

Sighing heavily, you set your book aside and get up to go to the kitchen. As you’re staring blankly into the fridge for something to eat, there is a loud boom outside. It feels as though your soul left your body and your skin went chasing after it. The whole place goes black, and something crashes into the sliding glass door of your balcony.

That shock from what was possibly a transformer blowing still has you reeling. Your guts are churning, and your scalp feels as though it’s sizzling in a frying pan. There’s a clattering and scuffling coming from your balcony as something moves. Sparks fly up your back and burn the nape of your neck.

“Kitty?” you squeak. You push back the curtain to look outside, only seeing the black of night and your reflection imposed on it. You’re finally catching your breath when something strikes against the glass door. Screaming again, you lunge back, hitting the sink.  Thunder booms and lightning illuminates the porch. You see something big out there in the brief flash of light. It takes up most of your balcony, and has pushed aside the plastic lawn furniture. It bangs against the glass door again. “Please,” it says weakly. “I need help.”

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[monsterfloofs]

So. There's a creature in my basement.

And I've been feeding it donuts.

Yup, donuts, the fried doughy rounds of goodness usually dipped in chocolate? Yeah, those ones.

I've learned it likes the ones with sprinkles. However, it will eat glazed in a pinch,

t h a n k f u l l y.

So every Friday, at the local grocery store, they have a sale on a dozen donuts for what, ten bucks? I buy one of those suckers every week. The big guy downstairs at least has the decency to ration out two donuts a day and give me a break on Friday.

Thank GOODNESS

I mean hey, if you had some weird leviathan world destroying mind melting thing in your basement? And you realized that the only thing that's stopping it from potentially destroying the world was donuts? DONUTS?

Yeah, you'd feed it donuts too.

Now okay, here comes the really weird bit. Uh... I think it's leaving me gifts.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Gifts.

Some stuff are you know, normal stuff that's in the basement. Old comics books, yanno. Normal. But then you get weird trinkets and creepy glowing runes, and mummified-I-don't-want-to-know-what-it-used-to-be.

There's this thing that appeared in my house. Primordial, gooey, eyeball, whatever-the-hell-is-it.

And it sings.

And quite frankly when I first saw it, I locked myself in the bathroom for two hours and watched in horror as it tried to squeeze itself under the door.

Yeah. . . that was good times.

Uhm, yeah, so I've name them Frank. And I think Frank is also possibly maybe a part of whatever-the-hell is in the basement, because Frank, also likes donuts.

So now, little Frank lives upstairs and uhm big scary Frank lives in the basement.

Still.

And here I was, supposed to moving in a month. I don't think any moving company is going to ever get Frank out of basement.

[animentality]

[beautifulterriblequeen]

A sign to tap

[furryyaoiinfinite]

[furry-fey]

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[thememedaddy]

[spicymotte]

servant of Aphrodite

[fasterpussycatgifgif]

“All the world will be your enemy, prince with a thousand enemies. And whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first, they must catch you—digger, listener, runner, prince with a swift warning. Be cunning, and full of tricks, and your people will never be destroyed.”

(Watership Down, 1978. Dir. Martin Rosen.)

[groovysarity]

[rebellum]

Bro didnt even MENTION hullabaloo

[sketchninja7]

Berserk Predator is curious

[mrsthunderkin]

Watch me play dress-up with my silly little space dolls with @owlcatchyoul8r

Gotta do Itago now

[ladyofparchments]

Such a hottie no matter his outfit. 😍🤩

[finleyfenn]

When the bossy orc barges in and takes charge 😂

This hilarious comic is inspired by my new book The Ex and the Orcs! He's going to make her happy and safe, no matter what it takes. AND, he's getting her back together with her ex… and this time, he's joining in too 😈

Artwork is by the fantastic artist/author Katy Black, who did such a perfect job with them as always!!

And The Ex and the Orcs is out now in ebook, paperback, hardcover, and Kindle Unlimited! It's a spicy second chance MMF with all the barging, bossing, and tending 😁

[ladyofparchments]

Gaelfr is a woman's best fairy godfather. 😂

[thevulturesquadron]

text: [ “Some of you have forgotten that only three years ago you were perfectly capable of writing an essay, writing a eulogy, telling a bedtime story to a child, and it should worry you that powerful companies have convinced us we can’t do things we’ve been doing for 5000 years.” ]

[rudjedet]

And they're absolutely specifically pushing it, make no mistake. It's not just a matter of "it's there, it's convenient, so people are going to take the path of the least resistance", it is a legitimate and concerted effort on the part of these companies to get people to outsource all these things to their models.

They're preying on insecurities to do it. Yes, you can write an essay - but can you write a good essay, they ask you. Do you not want to improve your output? Do you not want people to think of you as competent and very clever? Why go through the mortifying process of failing and failing and failing until you succeed if you can just skip the "learning" part of doing, and simply generate a ready-made product?

I'm preaching to the choir here obviously but it's a concerning thing to witness nonetheless. My kid is 6 next week and I've been teaching her that failing at things is morally neutral and in fact necessary even before the advent of AI, but it's becoming ever more important that we teach the kids that criticism and failure and discomfort aren't necessarily bad things, but just a part of the growth process.

AI companies are heavily invested in making themselves relevant. They want people to believe they can't do the things they have done unaided before and to make them become reliant on the AI models, so the AI models' existence is artificially justified.

[msfbgraves]

Imagine having been born in 1905... And all your life it doesn't fucking stop. The Great War, the Spanish Flu, and then you go out of your mind for 7 years. Everyone is traumatised and nothing matters. Then another crash. And then the rise of fascism, and the War to end all Wars didn't and it's 1945 and you're just about still there. You may have fought or ferried the boys from Dunkirk or sabotaged the Nazi occupiers or worked in the factories and put out fires during the Blitz and you're lucky to be alive, because not all your friends made it. But you are and finally, fucking finally, it stops. It stops. You are tough as nails and you can put that strength to work into building something and you do, and people have cars and can buy icecream and you have a pension fund and the kids have money of their own and no nightmares.

I want that for us. I so want that for us. I want to be the generation that has seen fucking everything and is like a MRSA bug and unfazed and when that Cheeto finally dies, I want us to. Plant the gardens and clean the seas because we can and we want to and we remember some joy, some time of trust even when it got broken and we can say to the 20 somethings "let us show you what we can build, how it can feel."

And maybe Gen beta will take it all for granted like the boomers did, but we can give Gen Z and Alpha some peace because we, and Gen Z and Alpha have seen the Dark Times and fuck that noise.

[krakenartificer]

At the start of the Pandemic, my spouse’s grandmother was in an assisted-living home, and of course they were severely locked down, because with no vaccination available and we don’t really know how it spreads and no tests and anyone over 80 is deffo gonna die…. They couldn’t take the risks. So they weren’t even allowed to leave their rooms. Staff brought meals and left them outside the door, and they left dishes outside, and that was just their life for the foreseeable future.

So we tried to make sure someone called her every day, so she would have some kind of interaction, and one time my spouse asked how she was doing, and her attitude was basically, “Yeah, this happens sometimes.”

Because that was her life. She did live through the depression, she did lose three siblings to the last pandemic. She did live through WWII, and sent a son off to Vietnam, and made a family and a household and a career while knowing one slip of a button might wipe out all life on earth. And she lived through it; she survived.

And so 2020 wasn’t the end of the world, for her. It was just another thing. Because life is made up of sunshine and rainbows and puppy dogs, AND ALSO fascists and violence and rancid millionaires living high while people starve. And when you are in the middle of the shit times, you acknowledge that they’re shit, and also that they are not exclusively shit, because they still include spring days and new flowers and people taking care of each other.

And it was just… a really helpful perspective to get. You can survive it, you can become strong enough to live to 103 despite everything, you can become a source of strength and joy for everyone around you.

[chamerionstudio]

Some of my paintings :3

The first two paintings are from my photos, the two boats are from my dad’s photos and the rest are from my head.

The last one is very dark so it’s hard to photograph but the idea is that it’s the sea at night. It’s easier to understand if you zoom out

[assignedmale]