Who want some fun? Because he is ready for anyone! Also, his face bug me but, no matter how I try to fix it, it stay like this. The best I could come up with.
I’m trying out a new program. So far, I really like more than Photoshop. The brushes are so great! So yeah, I need to find my marks and with what I’m most comfortable. This was the result of a first try :)
First fic where I tried to be as gender neutral as I could. I’m not use to it, but I really wanted to give a try.
Haund’s voice sounds much like The Beast from Over the Garden Wall. Esmel is an androgynous feminine witch who goes by they/them.
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Let's go straight to the point. You always wanted to be rawed by a monster. But, it was hard to find one, even more one that was willing to do a human. You had no problem with this till one day.
You heard rumor of an old witch who knew everything about the dark forest around your small town. They lived far away from the town, just before the forest became dense, where all the magical creatures lived. Of course everyone called them crazy and weird. Either because they did not believe in magic and monsters, others because… it was rather dangerous to live close to those creatures. However, these were only stories to scare the children who wanted to venture in the forest. You weren’t a kid anymore and they were you last resort to finally get what you wanted.
On a cloudy day, you went to the witch house. You knocked twice on the door. The door creaked open, without anyone to welcome you. You passed your head through the door frame. Everything was dark, except for a small dying fire in the fireplace. You made a step in closing the door behind you, letting your eyes adjust to the darkness. “Excuse me, is Esmel here?” You asked in the void.
“Yes, yes. No need to be so loud.” A voice came from another room after a door slammed. “I was out to bring some wood for the fire. Take a seat at the table, I’ll be with you in a moment.”
You looked at the said table. There was a teapot and two mugs? The witch was known to live alone, why two cups then? But you didn’t questioned more than this. You sat on the table and watched the witch go. They threw the woods in the fire, turned to you and turned the light on. You suddenly notice how modern was the place. They smiled at your reaction. “What did you expected an old witch living in the discomfort of old time? Sweetie, I know how to be a civilized person.” They said taking place in front of you. “However the lack of bigger window, does make this place dark when there’s no light on. So, coffee or tea?”
“Hmm tea please.” They poured the liquid in your cup. Under your surprised look, the teapot who just poured tea, poured coffee in theirs.
“So, now that you’re finally here… Don’t give me that surprised face, I was expecting you. I have seen you in town since the days. I was wondering when you will show up. Took you only four days.”
“Do you know why I am here?”
“Darling, if I knew I would have give you the answer already. So, why are you here? Curse? Protection? Potion? Learning? Love?”
Your cheek turned red. Now that you had to say what you wanted face to face, you were a bit embarrassed. “Well… I wouldn’t say it’s love… but it’s related to it.” You took a long sip of tea. “I… I wish… I want to find monster to sleep with.”
“Need to be more precise.” They winked. “Sleep is very vague.”
“I want a monster to fuck me.” You dropped like it was the most natural thing to ask.
“Better. Now, do you wish for attachment or not?”
That never crossed your mind. “Well I don’t know. I honestly only thought about fucking a monster. I never give much thought about loving one. I never met a monster, so I’m unsure at the moment. Although I know what kind of monster I would like more; with all the stories I heard, I have a good image.”
“Alright, if all you are looking for is some good time with a monster and nothing more, I might have someone in mind.” They put down their cup, looking directly into your eyes. “There’s in one creature I know who’s very open to anyone or anything. He loves to have fun, much more than he looks like. He will certainly agree to help you with your little problem.” You felt a wave of heat going through your body to your cheeks. “Before I tell you how to find him, don’t attach yourself to him. If you knew how many women and men who came back to me crying because he didn’t love them back. Poor souls. But yes, He do not love. That just no his thing. Well no in a romantic way at least. If you want a good friend, he is great.”
“A-and who is he exactly? How does he looks likes?”
Esmel poured more tea in your cup. They didn’t look up directly to you as they described the creature. “His name is Haund. A monster with a skin as dark as the void, a skull head with two big horns and eyes that pierce through the darkest night. Claws that can scratch even the wood. Tall and… very handsome. Nice monster. Do not be scared to tell him what you need or want. He can be rough sometimes.”
This sounded a lot like a match up session. It did felt a little weird.
“You can find him easily during foggy days and nights. He loves those days and is most likely to be out. Follow the trail on the north-east side of my house till it vanish. At some point, you will find him.”
And probably be lost too.
“So that’s all you wanted?” You nodded at them, before finishing your cup. “Good. It will be 50$.”
You tried to not choke on drink. They looked at you with a smile. You couldn’t exactly said if they were serious or not. But when they extended their hand to you, you quickly looked in your wallet. You barely had anything on you. A ten in few coins… “Can I pay you tomorrow?”
Esmel gave you a disappointed look. “It’s okay, darling. Give me your ten, and tell that big boy to go hunt something for me. I do need something to eat for the next few weeks and business is slow. Or, your customers don’t have money on them.”
You laughed nervously handing them the note. Esmel reminded you where to find Haund and wished you a good day. With all this new information on where to find the good monster, you began to plan your date. If you could call this a date.
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It was only three days later that you decided to head for the deepest part of the forest, following Esmel’s instructions. The night was covered by a thick fog. Lights in the streets had trouble passing through. Cars were driving slower than usual and pedestrians… stayed home instead of going out like you. With just your coat, you braved this weather to found the monster. When you passed Esmel’s house, you swore they were watching you by the small window of their kitchen. You shook your head to chase the feeling of embarrassment that was growing. When you had your talk, it did sounds like they were used to this. It wasn’t the first time they helped people to fuck with a monster. Especially this one.
The nice trail vanished under your steps. Covered in dead leaves and dirt, you kept walking where you thought was front. Or maybe you slightly went on your left? Or your right? Now that you were deeper in the forest it was hard to tell. Everything looked the same, even more at night. You took out your phone to have some light and not stumble over a whole.
You walked for a moment, according to your phone, somewhere between fifteen and twenty minutes. You were lost and not phone signal. You tried to remain calm. A rustle made you turned on your heels. Putting your flashlight higher, you saw him. Standing there, watching you. Dark as the night, a skull head with blue horns and blue eyes. You noticed a tail, spine alike. You shivered. Not because of the cold, but of excitement. You never seen a monster from so close.
“Could you please point that thing away?” He grumbled. He had a deep voice.
“Oh, sorry.” You simply turned it off and shoved the device back in your pocket. “Are you Haund?”
“Why do you ask?”
Oh, wait this was the part you had to explain him your intentions? What you had to lose? Your dignity? You could live with that.
“I went to the witch Esmel, seeking their help to find a monster who… who... “ Go big or go home, right? “Who could fuck me.”
His head tilted on the side. He closed the small distance between the two of you in three steps, never looking away from your eyes. You wondered what he was trying to do. His clawed hand grabbed your chin to make your head move left and right. You could feel the sharpness of the claw against your skin. As if you needed more reason to be ready for him. You could already feel your lower part tickling in excitement. “First time?” Haund let out finally after examine you.
“Uh, yes… But not in general! I.. I mean with a monster, yes first time.” And you hoped not the last. Would he be up for more of those met up, if you enjoyed it? That could be an answer for later.
“Good. Did Esmel told you anything else about me?”
“Do not get attached. I guess, no romance was the right thing.”
He simply nodded. “Take off your clothes.”
This was so blunt, you remained shock for a few seconds, but get to work before he repeated himself. You expected the cold air of the night to cool your body and make you shiver, but nothing happened. On the contrary, it felt like everything around was warming up. Just enough to make you feel comfortable even naked in the wood. Haund was now close, you could feel is hot breath against you.
“Before we start, I don’t mind rough, but not too rough.” You didn’t wanted to go back home with a body full of bruises.
“Alright.” He growled. He licked your neck, his tail wrapping around your hip. You definitely couldn’t believe that it was so easy. If you had knew, you would have done this earlier. Haund made you lay on the ground, over your clothes. He stood there, on his hands, looking at you front top to bottom, his tail always wrapped around your leg. He tighten the grip, lifting your leg, so your waist would rest on his hips. His claws ghosted over your chest, like a teasing. He could so easily hurt your fragile skin, however he won’t. Because you told him to not be too rough.
Haund rubbed against your inner thighs, tracing your neck and collarbone with his tongue. The sharp teeth of his skull brushing over your skin, menacing to bit at any moment. Your body was needy, demanding more, and you pushed yourself down on him, where his dick would be. You heard a low growl coming from his throat, followed by a scoff. He pressed against you hard so you could feel the bulge. You glanced down to see something, but Haund forced you to look into his eyes. “No peek.” Did he really expected you to not look at what he had? Well, how can not be curious, especially when you felt a length against you inner hip. Warm and thick, twitching.
“Can I look now?” You asked.
“Yes. Might as well do it, before we go to the next step.” There was something in these words that made you want to go for the next step right now. Your eyes found that massive dick resting against you. Blue just like his horns, more or less normal shaped with a knot at the end. Your mouth watered just at the thought of this knot inside you. You prayed that this won’t be your only time with him, because you definitely wanted to try more with him. How could he taste? How much you could take of him before choking? This only caused you to be more aroused.
The monster asked if you were ready for more. You replied an eager yes. It’s all you wanted. Haund placed himself, and slowly pushed inside. He gave you time to adjust to his size, using his own saliva a lube to make it a little easier. He made it till the knot reached you. He didn’t move, but oh! Oh you loved the feeling of being full. It was beyond anything you ever experienced before. You loved it! Haund moved back to push it back in gently at first. You bit your lower lip, the sensation was amazing! Every side of your inside could feel his dick, rubbing against your most sensitive spots.
You wrapped your arms around him to hold him closer to you. As he lifted you to have you sit on him, you desperately hoped for his dick to go even deeper. Your wishes being more than rewarded when you felt the knot stretching you even more to find it place inside. You moaned so loudly, it echoed in the empty forest, as you hit your first orgasm. His pace fastened, pushing more of his dick at each thrust. You barely had recovered from your high, he kept fucking you like nothing happened.
You had no idea for how long he fuck you. All you knew, he made reach two more orgasms before he had his own. He filled you with so much cum, that it begins to drip before he had even removed himself. The knot was still inside you as you both catched your breath.
“So how it was for a first time with a monster?” He asked keeping you close to him. It wasn’t rare for a human to be over exhausted after one night with him.
“A-amazing!” You let out between to breath. “Can we do it again?”
He scoffed. “I’ll think about your proposition, human.”
Your eyes felt heavy and he was warm and soft. Just like your bed. But you still have to return home… He was so comfortable… You were so tired…. With the knot still there, who know how long before you could go… You could close your eyes for five minutes and…
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When he heard the soft breathing of the human, Haund smiled. Humans didn’t have much stamina. At least not on their first time. The monster slowly lifted the human from his dick. He dressed up the human, before lifting the sleeping beauty in his arms. He headed to Esmel, they would have a spare bed for this human.
After three knocks, the witch opened to the monster and the sleeping human. “Poor little thing, all drained out.” Esmel whispered, gesturing at him to follow them in the living room. “Put this sweetie on the couch, it will be enough for the night.” Esmel threw a blanket over you.
“Alright, I’ll go now. Tell this human I had fun.” Haund waved, but was stopped by Esmel pulling on his tail.
“Did this darling told you or not?”
“About?”
“Sleeping beauty over here did not pay me the full price and where supposed to tell you to hunt for me to make it up. But now that I need to take care…”
“We safe three bunnies and a deer?”
“Sounds good enough. Good night Haund.”
Esmel closed behind him and returned to you. You had a small smile on your lips. You were definitely a satisfied customer.
Some stuff I was supposed to post ealier, but I got lazy at finishing the second drawing.
I try to imagine what Malice looked like in her younger years (she’s currently 426 y/o) I was thinking that she started to change her style around 200 years, which is her current style. And I also throw a baby Haund, because why not.
2 780 words, graphics description of violence, major death
Another fic with Haund, but this time isn't an happy one. Really wanted to write some sad stuff. Once again, I tried to stay as neutral as I could for the reader. Also there’s no romance here. Only two best friends, who won’t be forever.
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The first time you met him, it was a long time ago. You were around the age of eight maybe. You were the middle child of eights siblings and your parents were working day and night to give you something to eat. You couldn’t blame them. Time were hard since the harvest have been terrible this year. Your older siblings were either busy working in the village or taking care of you younger siblings. The age gap between you and either the oldest or youngest was big. You were caught in the middle of being old enough to take care of yourself, but not be allowed to do a lot of things by yourself. This ended up to annoy the oldests. Every days, you counted how long before your parents will be back home so your siblings would stop being mean to you. Although, the more you grew old, the more they all seemed to ignore you.
That’s why one day, you ran away. It was in the middle of winter. The darkest night and coldest night of the year. But you didn’t care. All you wanted was to run away as you could from your siblings. As long as you were moving, the cold didn’t bit you. However, as soon as you stopped to catch your breath, it pierced you to the bones. The thin blanket you took to protect yourself wasn’t much useful. You clinged into it and kept walking.
The snow was ankle high, the wind had finally calm down, but the cold was always there. “It’s like the would care if I’m gone…” You muttered to yourself. Maybe it will break your parents's heart, but you didn’t care. Did you? You looked around you. It was only trees and snow everywhere, you had no idea where you were. Making your way into the forest, you felt tears grew, making your surrounding blurry. You were lost and scared. You could barely feel your feet and fingers, your cheeks were burning so was your nose. At each step you took, it was asking so much effort to your body.
You sat under a tree. Putting your knees close to you, you pressed your chin on them, wrapping the blanket around your whole body. You were so tired and cold. Maybe if you rested a little… As your mind drifted, your sense were on alert when this strange shadow appeared in front of you. It was big! Your body was so frozen by the weather, you could barely move. However, this shadow was coming toward you. The closer it was getting, the better shaped it become. You noticed the skull head and the horns. You opened your mouth to scream, but nothing came out. Were you this exhausted? That was Death coming for you? Unsure, you closed your eyes tight bracing yourself for whatever will happen.
Whatever your mind told you, nothing happened. You simply felt something sniffing you and pressing it muzzle against your cheek. “What are you doing here?” A deep and calm voice asked you. You opened an eye, trembling from both fear and cold. It was crouching, staring at you with blue eyes lost in dark eye sockets. It was probably twice your side.
“I am… I’m going away from home.” You whispered. It was intimidating.
“You shouldn’t be here by this weather. You are too fragile.”
“No I’m not!” You were more confident this time and rose your voice just a little.
It scoffed. “I’m sure of it, but I think you wouldn’t mind some warm.” It stood up, before taking in its arms. “My name is Haund. And you?”
You felt already a bit warm against him. “(Y/N).”
“That’s a nice name. Alright, let’s get you warmed up before you freeze to death.”
As he carried you to the unknown, you softly pass out. All this trekking and running had exhausted you.
You woke the same night when your cold skin felt the heat of the fire. Rubbing your eyes, you sat up. The big figure was looking at you from the other side of the fire. “You should keep sleeping, little one.”
You nodded, laying down on the makeshift pillow. But sleep didn’t came back. On the contrary, you were too curious. “What are you mister Haund? Do you eat lost children?”
“No. Only lost adults.” You weren’t sure if you should be reassured by this or not. “But don’t worry, humans don’t taste that good. I rather like animals.”
You laughed. You didn’t knew why, but it made you. He might looked like a monster, he was nice.
That’s how you met Haund. He saved you from death and took care of you. He was very kind and fun with you. Of course, he told you that staying with your family was best. The forest was dangerous for a kid. You didn’t wanted at first. But after a week, you finally returned home. When you got back, everyone was relieved. Only for a moment. Old habits die hard.
That’s why you kept returning to the forest every time you could. You did so for years. Over the years, your friendship with Haund was the strongest bound you ever had. He was the best friend you never had in your younger years and the big brother you always wanted. How many time he scared away people following you in the woods. Those days you spent at just talking and re-imagine the world together. Sometime, he sounded sad and you wondered if he ever had a friend before. Or how long he has been alone. After living for a few centuries, what kind of friends he had that are gone now? How many of them?
It was a warm summer day, you and Haund were lay in the grass looking at the clouds. You often spent your time in silent, just be together was enough for the both of you to feel good. To know no matter a hard was the day, you had a friend to comfort you at the end. A warm breeze passed making you felt even more at peace as it took away all your problem. You closed your eyes for a moment enjoying the calm. “Haund, how long have you been alone before you found me?” You bluntly let out.
The creature looked at you. “A few years… I would say somewhere between forty years to… a century.”
“What?” You sat up quickly. He lifted himself on his elbows.
“When you are as old as I am, time goes differently. All I’m seeing are the humans changing, but have no idea how long it has been. All I know, I was there before the village was.”
“And were you alone since?”
“Mostly. The forest have some creatures. Magical ones, the only show up to the worthy though. They have bad experience with humans.”
You smiled, returning to you precious activity. The clouds were almost gone though, all that was left was a big blue sky.
“I’m glad you weren’t afraid of me.” He confided. “Kids are different from grown up. Some are curious, some are scared but can be reassured. Adults are just scared and they judge you before you can even prove yourself.”
“Sounds like you have been through this before?”
“No, it’s a pattern a noticed with the other creatures.”
On this, your conversation ended. You spent another hours at looking at this infinite blue, till Haund moved. Not in his usual way. You watched him sniff the air. Something was up. He got up staring at a tree. It took you a moment to get why; a shadow was behind. Someone was there. “Show yourself!” Haund growled.
A man front the village came out of the shadow. Even from this far, you could see him shaking like a leaf. He pointed at you and Haund, mumbling something none of could hear, before dashing into the forest back to the village. It didn’t took you long to guess what was going to happen.
You should have run after the man, try to stop him, try to resonate him. Instead, you ran on the opposite direction. To home. You heard Haund calling for you. But your mind somewhere else. It was clouded by fear. If you could make it home and pretend you never went to the forest.
Arriving at the village everything was odd. Everyone was minding their business. You swore that if that villager arrived before you, the whole would be in shock and men will try to go on a hunt but nothing. Maybe the others thought he was crazy? This could be the only option.
Which happened to be not the truth. Apparently, rumors had began long time ago about a monster roaming not far, hidden in the forest. Most thought it was wolves, but many reported a large shadow with horns. When this terrorized man came back saying that he saw the beast, everyone believed him. What you didn't expect where two persons knocking at your door one day. They wanted to know why you were with the monster? Who he was? You tried to lie the best you could. Pretending you didn't knew what they were talking about. How could you be friend with a monster? All you knew of it was that it has it was huge with horns on a skull head and boney tail.
"A skull head and bone tail? How do you know of this?" A man accused you.
Your heart was racing, your hands sweaty and our mouth dry. You just played yourself. Rumors were not that descriptive. Everyone in the room was looking at you. "Well… I… I was close enough to see those details."
"Why were you this close?"
"Because… he was attacking me!"
"The villager saw you next to the monster and you didn't look in danger…"
You ran out of excuse. What to say, what to do? You stood up, pushed everyone and everything out of your way and ran. Ran as fast as you could. Why were you running? To where? You had no idea. All your instinct told you to do was run. Out of breath, lungs on fire, legs exhausted you kept going anyway. You couldn't stop now. You had to reach him, to warn him before it was too late. Just like he saved you, you had to save him.
You found him at your usual meeting spot. "Haund!" You yelled. You ran into his arms.
"(Y/N)? Is everything alright?" He never saw you like this. Your whole face was expressing terror.
After a few deep breath, you find the strength to talk again."They are after you. The villagers! They're coming to kill you!"
"What do you-" He noticed the orange lights in the horizon. Torches from the villagers.
You grabbed him by the hand and pulled toward deeper in the forest. "Come on we have to go."
"We? No, I don't want you to put yourself in danger for me."
"Too late, I already did by coming here. And…" You realized that if you hadn't ran off, maybe they would haven't found him. They were here because you lead them to Haund. If anything happen it will be because of you!
In the fraction of seconds where you froze, realizing your mistake, you were brought back to reality by a huge pain in your shoulder. It was going all the way to your back. Your eyes glanced at the cause. An arrow had found its way through you. The pain jolted all around your body, making you fell on your knees. Haund tried to pick you up to bring to safety, however another arrow stopped him. It passed just on top of his head. If he didn't stop those men, they would kill both of you. "I'll hold them off. Go to safety." He ordered you. You wanted to reply back, but he made it clears by pushing you away.
"Get that monster. You, get that traitor!"
You got up on your feet with difficulty. Holding yourself on a try, you moved slowly and the men were almost reaching. You pushed yourself. You had to make it. You had to live for your friend.
Your hopes were cut short. The men had caught up with you, they had you. They pushed you on the ground, an axe in the hand. They restrained you. You squirmed to get them off you. Pointless. Tears rolled down your cheeks as you knew what was coming. They thought you were the one who brought that demon in the forest. Any friends of this monster should die. You pleaded to let you go, to not kill you, but they laughed. The next thing you felt was something every crushing your chest, pain and warmth. Your surrounding sounded distant as if you were drifting away. The two men that were retraining you, were suddenly lift off the ground and thrown away. You saw Haund bending of you. He looked so distress. So that was it? You'll die in the arm of your best friend because these adults were scared and judged him evil before they spoke to him. You patted his muzzle and smiled even in great pain. "Sorry I was bad friend for taking there. It's all my fault." You coughed.
"N-no it wasn't! You couldn't know they would follow you. Take it easy, everything will be fine."
"Haund… there's no way I can survive this."
He pressed his muzzle against your cheek. You had no idea if he was sobbing or not, be he was sad. Devastated even. "Thanks for have been an amazing friend. It has been so long since."
"Thanks for everything." You gave your last breath.
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Haund watched you die in his arms. He promised himself long time ago to not harm any humans, but now. He clinged into your dead body feeling the rage and hatred growing. Whatever the villagers were shouting at him, he ignored them. It was so long ago since he felt this much rage inside. However, those humans will pay the price. Haund put you down in the ground like you were a doll, making to no broke you more than you were.
"Let's finish him!" A man shouted.
"No it's you who gonna be done." His voice was distorted. Deeper and more guttural than usual. All men stepped one step backward. His claws digged on the ground, his breath was raging, his tail was wiping the air and his glare was deadly. Their bodies screamed to run, but no one moved, terrified by the beast in front of them. Haund was the first to jump on one, his fangs piecing the soft flesh. The man cried in agony has he simply bleed to death. Haund went for another and another. Killing every single one of them in the most gruesome way. Ripping off their head, taking off an arm or leg, breaking their bones to dust. In all this blood bath, he recognized the one who caught you and went back to the village. He was the last standing, and for a reason. Haund crawled slowly to him. The man walked backward, tripping on the corpse of his old friends.
"Please, please don't kill me!" He begged in sobs.
"My friend begged for mercy and what you did? You shown none of it. I won't either." Haund's claws went through his chest so easily.
The man tried to scream but no sounds came out as the beast's hand closed around his heart. With no warning, Haund pulled the pumpingmuscle out of the rib cage to crush it in his hand. The forest became silent once more. The smell of blood was strong though. Haund looked everywhere around. It was a mess, a terrible mess. He had done this, he should feel guilty, but he didn't. Why should he when they didn't give you chance to explain yourself?
He calmed down before picking you up. He couldn't leave you like this. He knew a good place where you could rest forever. A place he wanted to show you, but you were gone too soon. A part of the forest where despite the darkness flowers bloomed anyway. Even in hard time those fragile things were living. Just like you when he met you years ago. He placed on the flowers. His heart was heavy and still raging. He still wanted to kill. This village hadn't suffer enough… Despite his want for blood, he decided to not. He looked at you. "Good night, my friend."
He left deeper in the woods, hoping to heal in the loneliness. Like he always did before.
