Hello, dear reader! I have absolutely forgotten to properly introduce myself. We shall begin with some simple things.
You can call me Moon or Swan; I go by both names. I am twenty-one years old and from Europe. I am a writer, making up stories since I can remember.
I enjoy fantasy books of all kinds. Besides this blog, I actually write high fantasy, but this blog is for my own enjoyment and fun.
My asks are always open to you, for either questions, requests, or anything else. My DMs are open too. I have created a SFW blog for just some fluffy and cute writings, maybe some poetry too. I will probably also talk about books. It is: @strawberries-filled-with-honey
Some rules for my blog:
No hate towards each other. I will gladly listen to criticism or if you do not like something. Keep it respectful, however.
Also: No minors. Absolutly no minors. There will be sexual and kinky content. There will be kinks portrayed, probably also some unhealty relationships.
This is all fictional, a form of escapism. So please be kind and nice to one another.
Also, for all BG3 fans: This page is a safe space for Ascended Astarion lovers. I have seen many people debate about it. Both Spawn and Ascended Astarion are good. Neither is better than the other. It's fiction, and what you prefer is personal preference. It does not make you a bad or a better person for what you like.
Also: Divider Creators I use: @thecutestgrotto and @saradika-graphics
Mythological creatures I want to write about:
Werwolves
Dragonshifters
Unicornshifters
Vampires
Faefolk
Fandoms I am in:
Baldurs Gate 3
Lord of the Rings/Hobbit/Silmarillion
The phantom of the Opera
Cats
Sailor Moon
The last Unicorn
Sherlock BBC
Good Omens
Hellboy 2
House of the Dragon
WEREWOLVES
Werewolf Best Friend in a Rut: idea, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4,
Alpha x Human Waitress Series: Idea, Moodboard, Introduction, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9
Werewolf BF with a Mommy Kink
Werewolf bf being sweet
Double Trouble (Vampire x Werewolf x You) + Idea
Fem Werewolf Sub Reader
Omegaverse Test meets horny werewolf bf
Subby Werewolf BF
Helping out your Incubus friend
Male Omega x Your breast
Adult Entertainment Werewolf BF, Part Two
Teasing your Dom werewolf bf
Connected to his feral side werewolf bf
Werewolf bf and body image
Werwolf bf and oversized shirts
VAMPIRES
Comforting your werewolf bf (SFW)
Sophisticated Werewolf
Vampire Emporer: Idea, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7
Lesbian Vampires
Again on Lesbian Vampires
Vampires feeding
Vampire Sugar Daddy
More on Vamp sugar daddy
Vamp Sugar Daddy Spoiling you
Vampire Sugar Daddy and your warmth
Vamp! Sugar Daddy (Nikolai) getting massaged by you
Vamp! CEO
Vamp Ceo taking you out for dinner
Female Vampire Seductress x female human reader
Dystopian Vamp Story teaser
FAE
Stag Fae
Bound for Eternity
Silver and Gold
Fae King bf with God-Complex, Part 2, Part 3
Fae bf manipulating you
Dragons
Dragon King Husband
COLLABS
Zyran Rosefall
OTHER
The wild hunt: Part 1, Part 2
Dream Monster
Sfw things:
Werewolf bf pampering you, werewolf bf in your home
This idea has had me in its grip for literal years. Vampires as a family. The bond between a Sire and its Spawn is either romantic or parental. I thrive on the family idea.
Imagine falling in love with your vampire partner and suddenly you gain a whole family.
At first, you are absolutely confused and terrified. They are calling you 'mother.' They are older than you, yet they crave your attention. Finally, their 'Father' has found you—the missing piece in their life. Now they are an actual family.
It's weird at first, the beautiful female vampire that usually is so hard and strict, yet her head rests on your lap to get attention. They are fiercely protective of you. Love you how you are...
I have to confess, I've always wanted to be apart of an existing salt and pepper couple xD like they just dote on me while looking so alluring as they do it! So what's the living situation like? Are we their maid? Or like did they rent out their room to a college student to make some extra cash they don't need?
Okay but that little blurb was a fully formed shower though right after, so lemme get into this!
So the whole idea was not you being there as a maid or anything like that, but more them renting out a spare room to someone. College students, someone with work in the area, or someone new to the city they live in, that kind of situation. They had a preference for someone in their late 20s but wouldn't object to a fresh college student, but that would probably have a very different living situation than someone older.
The room was up for a while and none really took interest in it, mostly due to how open the two of them are with their blood sharing and well just generally having vampire bat habits.
Both are very heavy flirts, with each other, with you (so long as you don't tell them to stop/express discomfort), with their friends. They have pictures everywhere in their home, holidays, their ex-wives (that's right these bats are pansexual!), of children and new grandchildren they see at family events, if you ask a question about them you will get a story and a half told to you.
There is a clearly labelled second smaller fridge for their blood, all animal blood of course, their not monsters... Or well, they aren't anywhere but in bed ;)
One of the pair is very much a drama lover, asks questions endlessly when you seem to have drama or random tidbits of information, happily sits and watches the worst international romance movies/shows, I'm talking those reincarnation trope dramas. The other is more gardening and home renovation shows, has a binder full of plans for the garden that they will get to 'one day' has a small collection of window box herbs in the kitchen that they care for.
As for where you come in, that's something else.
The ad they posted wasn't meant as some kind of swinger's kink thing, it was just a genuine ad they put out there, but as the weeks turn to months they have come to like having you with them and the moment you seem okay with the flirts and not so subtle attempts at trying to get a kiss or two from them, they are laying it on thick.
They know they look good for their age, and they know how to play the long game if you need the time to open up to the idea of the two of them, and that's okay! They still have time to spend and plenty of silk night things or baggy sweatpants that hide nothing as they lean against the kitchen counter in the morning, to entice you closer.
You were easily cold. So very easily. Sometimes you wondered how you survived winter. Even in the summer, you used a heated blanket. Your side of the bed needed three blankets: one weighted for anxiety, one feather-down for warmth, and one large day blanket. Even underneath your bedsheet was a heating mat... Yet you still managed to get cold feet in bed. Literal ones. It made your werewolf boyfriend yell:"Fucking Iceblocks!" When you touched him with them.
So in winter, you were dressed like an onion: layers upon layers of thermal fabric to keep you from freezing.Your werewolf boyfriend called you his little penguin.Since sometimes you picked the puffiest and biggest jacket in your closet, that made you waddle...
So his special way of warming you up when you arrive home: peel all those pesky layers off your cold body. Kissing his way up your body, his habds trailing and kneading your cold skin. No inch is left unkissed...and it drives your crazy. Your body heats up slowly and you beg him to take you.
And what can he say? He is a good boyfriend... so he obliges and makes you waddle for a whole different reason.
I love how very animalistic, sometimes messy and sometimes disheveled, and a tad too close to their animal nature, werewolves are portrayed.
But oh my... A far too well-groomed, upper-class werewolf? Nails short and trimmed, no beard, no stubble. Just not "enough" fur for a creature so close to a wolf. Even in their shifted form, they are polite and well-mannered, keeping themselves locked in a cell to not hunt or do anything "uncultured." One who looks down upon other werewolves if the are balanced between both their sides.
Even when there is gossip about how he fucks. Its too clean, too...methodical. One would expect a beast in bed. He is focused on getting you and him off...but no more than that.
However, you strutted into his life: defiant, loud, funny, and so, so bratty. You made his blood boil. You made him want to rip his hair out.
One day, he's had enough. He throws you out of his car and tells you to run. You do.
Then he chases you. No. He hunts you. Until he has caught you, smells how wet this chase got you and fucks you right there over a log of wood. He makes you cum. Again and again until he is so spent he nearly collapses. Then he drags you back to the car and drives home. Making you swear to never tell anybody....but to do this again.
How do we feel about vampires and temperature play....We love it. How about vampires and wax play?
Imagine massaging your eternally cold partner. Taking a massage candle and pouring the warm wax all over their back. The ones that smell pleasant and turn into massaging oil.
You know what? I bet they love saunas, infrared saunas espacially, basking in their like an overgrown lizard.
On this thought maybe the red lights in vamp movies and Bars may be infrared lights. Humans would sweat off all perfume and similar things. So the vampires could smell who they want and not who is punched with artificial hormones from 'aphrodisaic perfumes'.
Why do I feel they would be absolute wellness suckers?
Thinking about the intersection of monsterloving and yautjas, from the perspective that the humans are the monsters...
Like, one of the big appeals of monsters is the ways in which they aren't human. This applies to the 'animal' tendencies, of course (hello thousands of predator/prey dynamic fics), but it also applies to ways in which some monsters go against standard social norms. The animalistic instincts can be appealing, but the non-normative relationship can be appealing in a completely different way. Its like how the appeal of the fishman from Shape of Water is that he was masculine, but in a way that wasn't the social norm. He was gentle in ways the other men in the movie weren't. The monstrous appearance is attractive, but so is the way monsters defy normative expectations and don't fit into the typical way humans operate socially (hello thousands of 'undying devotion' fics).
Anyway. It makes me think that maybe yautja like certain kinds of humans because of the ways they don't align with the image of the ideal yautja mate, not in spite of it.
I'm sorry, but this just makes me want to write a short fanfic of a very feminine/very soft reader who gets treated like a fragile thing by their Yautja partner. A delicate human partner that needs jewelry, the finest pillows, and the finest food.
He loves it. He loves that you love to be comfortable. He calls it your nest. He teases you about how much you are like an omega of his kind.
But how could you help yourself? You adore the three fluffy blankets, and the many pillows in various sizes and textures.
And how dare he complain? He is the one who loves to rebuild the nest around you, after he messed it up by fucking you absolutly silly. Changing the sheets and rearranging everything until he is satisfied....while you lay there, leaking his cum.
Was talking to my dad about my work yesterday (he's my beta reader lol) and he said to me: "the concept of an Orc boyfriend is so weird - like they look disgusting and stupid and if you think about the ones in the LOTR, they must smell awful!"
And I just had to sit there like
I'm not sure how I would have explained that I like a different kind of Orc to the LOTR Orcs, nor did I really know how to explain why people were into Orcs in the first place.
That being said, Azog is the only exception to the Middle Earth Orcs because
Imagine you got lucky in life and won the lottery. You receive a great sum of money, so you decide to ditch your old life and start over.
You buy a nice, big house with a big yard and a pool. Even better, a very hot bear shifter—whom you met in the grocery store—offered his help. Since you didn't think of that, you had to carry and assemble all the furniture yourself, completely forgetting about it until all your furniture stood in your living room and the rest of the house was empty. He'll bring along his friends; the only payment he wants is food. You also told him and his friends they could use your pool, since it's summer.
So you prepared a lot of food for him and his friends. The doorbell rings, and he stands there with his equally attractive friends: a demon with beautiful horns and a sneaky tail, a grim-looking orc, and a hot older werewolf.
They are absolute sweethearts, banning you from even glancing at any of the boxes. They set up everything that's missing for you. The sofa, cabinets, your bed... They work the whole day. You tag along, bringing them food and drink....and enjoying the view of the male monster working shirtless in your house.
When they finish in the evening, you bring dinner out to the garden. When you announce you'll go for a swim and take off your clothes to reveal the cutest bikini, they quickly get into their swim shorts and follow you into the water.
You get along so well, laugh and jest around. They joke around how easy you are to pick up. They actually do pick you up and handing you around. You laugh and have the time of your life. Even opening up about your last boyfriend and how shitty he was...Before you know it you're making out with the demon, while the others cheer you on. Once again you get handed around making out with everone. Soon getting fucked out there in your new garden by these very sweet guys.
(Please ignore that pool sex is not the best idea)
Usually not my thing but my head just gave me this daydream:
Dwarven King taming the arrogant elven princess/prince
You being a spoiled little brat of elven royalty. Only one person was there who could command you: the Dwarf King. He was even more arrogant and proud than you. You caught his eye right away, so, natrually he had to make you his.
Now, all you pride is gone as he makes you kneel infront of him. Your body adorned in golden chains and jewels. Nipple clamps of gold and emerald. A collar, heavy but beautifully worked. He made it specifically for you. A chain attachted, for him to pull.
And if you get into a fit of pride and arrogance he had to spank back some sense into you. Teasing you with words like: 'Little Slut' 'Elven brat' and his favourite; 'my little jewel'.
And after a good spanking and you were good, you rewarded with his cock. If not, all you got was a cold golden dildo you had to cockwarm for him. Denying you any pleasure at all.
Werwolf bf who you always tease with: "Good Boy" or "Bad puppy". Regarding he has done something good or bad. Its always something to get on his nerves with since he hates it. The more he complains the more you do it - it makes him livid.
One day he just snaps and suddenly you find yourself ass up and pushed over the couch, him pounding into you like his life depended on it. "Thats what you get for being so fucking annoying!" He growls as you cum over and over on his cock.
Then cradles your fucked out form in his arms when you whisper:"Good Boy..." and it starts all over again.
hey, hope you're doing fine. Could you write more about a fae subtly manipulating/brainwashing the reader (I'm afab) into being with them forever. Bonus points if he has a massive breeding/impregnation kink. Thanks!
Uh I really like this one, lets go:
Fae boyfriend manipulating you
TW: Manipulation, breeding/impregnation kink, Smut in the end
This man would be the death of you, you knew that. Of course, you, a mortal, could not have fallen in love with a mortal human man. No, you had to fall for one of the fae. Now, you slowly began to realize how true some of the folk stories about them were. And again: You could not have fallen for some nice fae man from the countryside with a little cottage or treehouse.
No, you had to fall for one of the higher fae.
He lay there on his lush bed, pillows and blankets in a beautiful mess. Just like him. His hair disheveled, his body naked, and the blanket almost strategically placed so that his V-line was visible to you.
"Love, return to your lover's arms," he told you as you searched for your clothes. Your gaze met his, eyes so dark green, like the pine trees in winter.
"You know I have to return home. I have a job and responsibilities," you reminded him once again. A noise escaped him that did not fit that beautiful man. "Is that all more worth it to you than me? You said you loved me more than anything else." Your hands stopped as you found your shirt. Slowly, you placed your shirt back on the chair and came over to him. Sitting down on the bed and taking his hand.
"You know you are worth everything to me." You hand trailed up his arm to cup his cheek. "I love you." You reminded him softly.
"Stay with me," he said quietly, sitting up and pulling you close. "I need you," he whispered into your ear. This was not the first time he had told you that. Every time you tried to leave, he made you stay.
You sighed and tried to stay stern: "I have already stayed far longer than I wanted." A kiss was placed on your cheek: "Please. I cannot live without you." You looked away: "You can."
That seemed to enrage him: "I cannot. I cannot be without you ever again. You showed me kindness, you showed me love. You showed me warmth. I am nothing without you." He reminded you, holding you in his arms with an inescapable grip. Those sweet words made you feel guilty and needed. So very needed. It was unfair.
"My dear..." You tried again. "No. I won't hear any of it!" He suddenly snapped and pushed you away. He stood up and walked over to the window. "You don't need to come back. If all you do is lie, then I do not want to be yours!" He exclaimed. More guilt built up in your chest, a suffocating feeling.
"It is not like that." You tried. "Oh, it is not? What is it then? You promised me eternity! You promised me your unending love, and at the first chance to return to your world, you leave me? That is not fair." He said, tears prickling in his beautiful eyes, which suddenly carried so much hurt. This rush of emotions confused you greatly.
"Listen..." You tried again. Torn between him and your life in the mortal realm, was this the moment you had to decide?
"What? Oh, I get it. You need to go back. You need to look after the people you actually love. Oh my god, was I blind? You just used me for your own gain," he said.
"Stop!" you exclaimed, wanting to stop him. But was he right? Did you use him? But for what?
"I love you." You reassured him and slowly approached him. Like a scared animal. "I love you so very much, okay? I'll stay. I stay forever okay? Just...do not doubt my love." You softly crooned. He turned around, his hair catching the light and you swore you saw a grin on his lips a moment ago. His arms enveloped you.
"Promise me." He demanded. "I promise." You answered without hesitation. "You only need me, only me." He said and placed a kiss on your lips.
His arms enveloped you and you found yourself on your back, he head on your chest and you felt him softly crying. "Don't do something like this ever again. My soul can not bare it." He sniffled and looked up at you with those big green eyes. You felt even more guilty and you nodded:"Never again." He smiled through his tears.
"You make me so happy with those words." He told you while he wiped his tears away. "Let me show you how much I love you." He murmured while he gently spread your legs.
"I show you why you have to stay." His voice was hoarse as he gazed down at your exposed pussy. His lips parted and he licked his lips. His breath quickend and you felt arousal pooling in you lower stomach. This man was so unbelievably arousing as he could be vile. His hands trailed up you thighs and along the insides to tease you the slightest bit.
You gaze found his:"Are you sure you want to?" You asked him since he cried just a moment ago. Immediatly he nodded and grabbed your hips:"I want that, I want you." He whispered as he leaned forward to kiss you neck. You moaned at the known feeling of his lips against your neck. "I give you another reason to stay." He whispered and his kisses wandered down behind your ear. "I'm going to fill you up with my seed. I won't leave you this bed until you are pregnant. Until you are properly bred by me. You can not escape me if you are with my child." His was so rough, it made you shiver. It was a threat, a promise - it turned you on so incredibly much, you must have been so wet down there. With the mouth he had he would ever need lube for you.
Another moan escaped you as he rubbed your clit and slid right into you. He whispered:"That's it. Open your legs more so I can breed you better." He groweld. You arched up, meeting him in the middle, wanted more of him. "Anything for you." You whined. He grinned:"Good. Thats my good little human."
His pace was punishing, but you would not have it any other way. "Tell me what you want." He groweld as his hips slammes into yours. "I want you to cum inside." You whined, putty in this faes hands. "Thats right, you will be fucked throughly and get pregnant." He told you, his hand pressing down on you lower stomach and you felt your legs twitch. "Fuck, I'm close." You told him. You were met with a grin:"I know, I feel how you clench. Cum for me." He growled. That was enough to make you cum undone. You held onto him while he brought this pleasure to both of you. You closed your eyes, lost in the feeling of his cock rubbing your inisides. How his thumb played with your clit.
Your moans were loud, while you came he did too. A grin on his lips afterwards as he stayed inside:"I need to make sure my seed surely takes." I whispered into your ear. Exhaustion took over and you only smiled down at him.
Maybe he was right, maybe that was all they needed. Maybe you should stay forever with him. You always wanted to be a mother. Not so soon yet....if it would make him happy....and would make him ravish you like that....
