#agora writes

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He’s a selfish dragon. He knows he should let you go, free you from the tower your father so cruelly placed you in. That would be the humane thing to do. Alas, he is no human. He was—and is—monstrous beast of legend, yet here he remains just as much a prisoner as you after being outsmarted by your father. He should hate you for even having that wretched man’s blood, but your golden heart beckons to him. He is a dragon, after all, and he would be remiss to ignore treasure when he sees it.

He’s hoarding you away, an avaricious move that goes beyond his duty to fight off your suitors until one bests him. He won’t let them take you; it doesn’t matter how hard they try.

You became his the moment you were both charged with this tower.

And dragons will do anything to keep their things.

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you're obsessed with her. the way her short hair curls at the tips. the way her long, thick hands grasps at a steering wheel or her controller. the way her deep voice slides through the air and wraps around your throat, pulling you closer and deeper under her spell. the way her muscles flex under her shirt—oh, the possibilities. every time she speaks to you, you can't help but let your eyes wander to those strong, protecting arms.

you love her, you want to be with her. but you're too afraid to ask her to be yours and yours alone.

she's obsessed with you. the way her hands easily dwarf yours. the way your eyes shimmer when excited, lights dancing in your pupils like beacons. the way she towers over you, and if she had her way, she'd be resting her chin on your soft head every chance she'd get. the way you laugh, the way you huff when you don't get your way, the way you let out little whimpers of frustration—oh, the possibilities. every time you talk, she can't help but imagine what noises you'd make if she pulled you close to her.

she loves you, she wants to be with you. but she's too afraid to ask you to be hers and hers alone.

maybe one day, one of you will give in to your unspoken desires and stake a claim on the other. Until then, you'll glare at every person who even looks in her direction, and she'll scowl at anyone who thinks they deserve your attention.

you’re hers, don't you get it?

why can't she understand that she belongs to you?

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Back From the Undead (Werewolf Pack x Dying!Vampire!F!Reader

October gets me feeling spooky (that's a lie, I'm a monsterfvcker 24/7), so I was thinking of smol weak!vampire!reader on her own when a pack of werewolves come across her half dead on the forest floor. Her sire abandoned her after realizing she was too weak to hunt for herself. As the wolves approach, she whimpers slightly but accepts her fate, closing her eyes in anticipation. A wet snout presses to her face, sniffing all over, until it growls, pushing its head under her body to roll her onto her back.

Some grunts are shared throughout the group until crackling is heard from the one who nosed her. All of a sudden, arms are lifting her into a broad chest, and she is carried back to their den. She finally opens her heavy eyes when her body meets soft furs arranged on a cave floor. The humanoid form of the werewolf is tall and muscular, and his face is rather handsome in a rugged way. He stares back at her, curious and calculating. More cracks and snaps are heard in the background, and the other four werewolves turn humanoid as well.

She wants to ask what they're going to do to her, but she's too far gone at this point to speak. One of them goes to a cabinet and fishes out some vials and tinctures and starts mixing up a concoction. The one before her runs his claws through her hair, a low rumbling emitting from his throat.

The others soon join them, the one with a vial of ambiguous liquid pressing it to her lips. "It will ease the pain," he explains. She complies, opening her mouth to allow the fluid to pass through. Once she swallows, the first one bites into his arm.

On reflex, her eyes dilate, and her mouth waters. She lets out a quiet mewl but remains still. He puts his now-bleeding arm to her mouth, cooing that it's okay, that she won't hurt him. Hesitantly, she lifts her head to suck, and all rationality goes out the window. What little trace of humanity remaining in her psyche flees as the animal desires for hunger. Her teeth latch onto the arm, preventing him from leaving.

It's been so long since she's had blood, and now that she has it, the beast wants more. She suckles and suckles without care, only focusing on surviving. It's not until the werewolf pulls away that she realizes just how truly weak she is. Her arms reflexively go to pull him back, but not moving them for weeks has rendered them atrophied.

She allows her head relax, resting back into the palm of the wolf. Closing her eyes, she lets out a deep breath, relishing in the blood revitalizing her being. "Thank you..." she whispers out, though they all hear her.

"You'll be safe here," one of them says, laying a large fur over her body. "We'll make sure of it."

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Info/Masterlist

hi! i'm agora! i'm a film student who is rediscovering their love for writing! more personal info here along with what i do/don't write about.

i love to write about monsters, women (wlw), and tf141.

i used to write for genshin/stair rail, but i'm not into the games as much any more.

i love overwatch and the game’s women, but i finally abandoned the game after the years of mistreatment from the devs. maybe i'll write about them one day, lol.

also, i’m really into love and deepspace (specifically caleb). maybe i’ll write soon 👀

[i'm also really good at grammar. bug me if you need a proofreader.]

below are various masterlists for what i write:

divider by @/cafekitsune

genshin impact masterlist

terato masterlist

sapphic masterlist

call of duty / task force 141 masterlist

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Quality Time (Kaeya x Fem! Reader)

tags: daddy kink, ddlg, male lactation, lactation kink, daddy dom, dub-con turned to consensual, overworked reader, bdsm, subspace, domspace, possessive, obsessive

note: im sorry this is v self-indulgent to me.

There’s this art I saw on Pinterest of Aether sucking on Kaeya’s tits and it got me thinking…

Imagine Daddy Dom! Kaeya forcing you to suck on his lactating tits to send you into sub space. You’ve been so stressed lately, spending most of your time at work then coming home to work on more work. Kaeya just wants you to take a break, but you always ignore him. Well, he’s had enough. As you come home late, sliding your shoes off, he stalks towards you. You're completely caught off guard when he throws you over his shoulder, work bag left by the door.

"K-Kaeya! Put me down!" you shriek, struggling in his strong grip.

"Ah-ah, princess," he tuts. "You know that's not my name."

"I just got home, Kaeya! I need to change an-and finish up an assignment!"

A sharp slap to your ass makes you yelp, and he continues to carry you up the stairs to your bedroom. He tosses you onto the bed and crawls on top of you, a sinister look in his eyes. "Looks like Daddy needs to remind you who you belong to."

Kaeya removes his shirt, revealing his heaving pecs leaking with milk. You gasp. "W-Wait! I have to work--"

He leans closer. "All you do is work, princess. I know you're doing it for us, but it's hurting you. Let me take care of you."

Your silence makes him lower completely, one nipple directly in front of your mouth. You whimper, lips parted as he slides past them. The taste of his milk is enamoring, like a drug you can't quit. And that scared you. You lightly pushed against his chest, trying to get him to pull away, but as the milk touches your lips, you're reminded of how much you missed this. Missed him.

You feel yourself slowly going under, sucking on his nipple with fervor. It's been weeks since you last did anything together; he knows this, watching your eyes dilate as you moan under him. Smiling, he grabs you and adjusts the both of you so you are lying on his chest. Needy hands get to work, removing clothes until you're in nothing but your panties. "Work has kept you from me, baby girl." he growls, holding you closer to his bosom.

"You belong to Daddy. Always remember that."

(I’m not gonna repost the art bc it looks like it’s supposed to be a Patreon exclusive that I accidentally stumbled upon a repost of. It looks like the artist is kukumomoart on Patreon, so go check it out!)

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Welcome!

This is all you need to know about me and about what I do and do not write. Please respect my boundaries!

About me:

I have the following disorders n issues:

Major Depressive Disorder

Generalized Anxiety Disorder

Social Anxiety Disorder

OCD-tendencies (officially diagnosed OCD)

Dermatillomania

C-PTSD

ADHD

Anxiety-induced tics

Mommy AND Daddy issues

Synesthesia

Trust issues

Agoraphobia (~hence the name~)

Chronic pain

I’m religious AND bisexual. Who woulda thunk?

You should also know I am American (unfortunately), so that means I have to spout some political nonsense. I am a left-leaning independent who is incredibly distraught over the political climate of this country rn, so please respect my wishes to not talk about anything of that sort unless I bring it up first. I am also undoubtedly pro-choice; if you aren’t, kindly get the fuck out.

PRO-LIFERS, ABLEISTS, TURFS, PEOPLE WHO CANNOT RESPECT MY RELIGION/OTHER RELIGIONS, HOMOPHOBES, MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS, AND RACISTS DNI

What I write about currently:

TF141

WLW

Teratophilia (monsters)

What I don’t write about:

Most anime (I have been scarred by most fandoms, namely BNHA and Danganronpa among others, so I find it very hard to enjoy writing for them.)

Real people (You do you, but writing about real people in a fictional, romantic setting just makes me feel icky.)

Marvel (the only exception to this would be Loki, but even then idek if I would.)

Vore

Medium-to-heavy degradation. ‘S not my thing. Makes me hate myself more than I already do. I also don’t use the word “sl*t.”

List is subject to change! 

Remember that kindness is the key, and welcome aboard!