#monster sft

[monstersflashlight]

Commission for Vamp

A/N: You can find the previous part here. “The fridge?!”

Minotaur (Ambrose) x chubby fem!reader || fluff, tooth-rooting fluff, found family (kinda)

You love family dinners with your minotaur family. It always makes you extra giddy to be invited to Ambrose’s weekly family reunion, and this week wasn’t different. You had had a bit of a rough week, but right then and there, you felt cozy and relaxed. You are talking around the coffee table, everyone lounging around the sofas as the girls play around the table.

You are resting your head on Ambrose’s bicep as you talk to your sister in law about her new job. You are trying not to munch too loudly, but the dessert Cyrene made is fucking delicious and you let out a tiny noise that makes Ambrose’s hand tense on your thigh. You smile up at him, knowingly. You can see the way he’s looking at you with hooded eyes, and you know what that means… you are going to get your pussy pounded as soon as you get home.

But for now… You are content just eating some dessert and maybe a bit more alcohol than necessary when one of Ambrose’s nieces, who were playing around pointed at you and whispered to her sister.

Juniper, the older of the two, points to your leg. Your miniskirt rolled up a bit and your thigh is on full display, which meant… “Hey human-auntie,” your heart skips a beat at the cute nickname they gave you, “why do you have a boo-boo in your leg?”

“Huh?” You look down at where she’s pointing. You have a big finger shaped bruise right on your thigh. Your brain starts firing ideas on what to say. “Oh! You see…”

You try to think what to tell them that is not the truth. Because as much as minotaurs are sexually open, you can’t tell the kids that your boyfriend, his uncle, grabbed your hips so hard while he was fucking you that he left finger imprints in your thighs. You wouldn’t say that out loud in front of his family even if there weren’t any kids around, to be completely honest.

“You see… Your uncle Rose was a total hero!” Ambrose, who was looking at you with a knowing smirk almost chokes on his next breath at your statement. His eyes are big and round as he stares at you, not knowing what you were about to say.

“I am?” Ambrose asks between coughs, making you have to bite your lip not to laugh.

“Yes, silly! So, your uncle here was my hero and saved me when I fell the other day.”

“He did?!” Aster almost screams, the little one has the biggest romantic heart, and she’s already smiling, climbing the table to sit in front of you two. Her sister does the same, both of them staring at you as if you are the best storyteller in the world.

“Mmh-hm,” you hum in agreement, “I was climbing on the counter to get to the top cabinet where we store the good cereal,” you look at the kids who look a bit confused, so for their sake you add: “the cereal that tastes reeeal good, not that one that’s just bland, you know which one, right?” They nod frantically, apparently knowing perfectly what you mean even if you don’t. “So I was on the counter, but I still couldn’t get there, so I tried to climb…” You pause for dramatics, and then continue with a hand flourish: “the fridge!”

“The fridge?!” Both of them exclaim in unison, completely shocked by your story. You want to giggle so bad, but you contain, continuing with your story. The adults around the room are looking at you equally shocked.

You look around expecting to see amused smiles and knowing smirks, but everyone is nodding along your story as if it’s completely doable that you climbed a fridge and fell off it. Well, maybe they aren’t wrong, but you are lowkey offended that they all think you would fall. You have good control, you’ve been climbing on counters and furniture all your life. You are a professional. How dare they think you are clumsy? But the kids are looking at you, and there’s no way you are about to explain the adults that the story is just because of Aster and Juniper.

So you continue your tale. “The fridge. You see… I’m a bit shorter than that.” That makes them laugh, knowing full well you are a lot more than a bit shorter comparing to a minotaur-sized fridge.

“What else?” Juniper asks, her little hands resting under her chin, as if every word out of your mouth is the most interesting story she’s ever heard.

“And I was about to get the cereal, my hands were this close,” you get make a pinching motion and suppress a laughter at their surprised big eyes. “And then I slipped!” You clap hard and they let out a tiny squeal that makes everyone around the room laugh. “But don’t worry, your uncle Rose was right there, catching me before I hit the ground. Isn’t he a hero?” You ask the girls.

“YES!” Both girls yell at the same time, making everyone cheer and clap.

You smile at them, bowing to your public as Ambrose huffs bemusedly next to you. You look at him, eyebrows raised, daring him to say anything. He doesn’t, he just leans down and kisses your forehead as the girls start talking about other princesses and heroes, everyone returning to normal conversation.

The rest of the evening passes in a blur, your heart warm and cozy surrounded by your boyfriend’s family. You are more than content by the time Ambrose taps on your shoulder. “Let’s go home, sunshine,” he says in the softest voice. Your heart skips a beat at the tenderness in his eyes. It’s like staring back at the materialization of love for a second.

Your parents in law walk you two to the door as your sister in law tries to wrestle the kids into their jackets. “Try not to fall off any counters again, we’d hate to lose our new daughter,” your father in law says, ruffling your hair as you pass next to him.

Your brain stops processing information and you just stare at him confused. “What?”

“The bruise?” Ambrose’s mom hints, pointing at your leg.

But you aren’t thinking properly. A part of your brain is still trying to process that the big minotaur just said you are a part of the family, his new daughter. Oh no, you are going to cry. Oh no. Your eyes are getting misty and he’s looking at you the same way you look at tiny kittens and you… Yep, you are letting out a tear as you launch yourself to him and hug his middle. Ambrose laughs behind you, resting his back against the wall and staring at the exchange of love, his smile is so big it must hurt.

“Oh honey, why are you crying?” Cyrene, your mother in law, sounds concerned, and when you feel her strong body pressing against your back so you are in a sandwich of minotaur in-laws.

You can only let out a muffled “I love you, guys!” against your minotaur dad (?) pectorals. Ambrose keeps chuckling, and you want to hit his head before you hear a loud screech and there’s little hands grabbing your legs and hugging against you two. The kids.

“We love you human auntie!” Your heart melts a little more if it was even possible.

[harbinger-of-enmity]

→ Thinking about being a big, scary monster that’s only soft for your lover.

Growling at anyone who steps too close to you, hackles raising and claws flexed, but the moment your lover walks over you melt. You purr and croon, holding their little waist in your hands as you lick them.

Taking up the whole bed and being a huge, warm weighted blanket for your lover in the winter. Whining and crying because you want to cuddle during the summer, but your body is just do hot!

Picking up your lover whenever you feel like it, wrapping them up in your arms as you purr and croon at them. Your tail wags happily when they curiously look at your sharp teeth or feel your calloused hands.

Delicately holding their frame, terrified you’d break them at the smallest show of force. They’re made of porcelain in your eyes..

You just love your baby so much! Your little human lover who belongs to you, and only you..

[agoraphxnics]

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."

[the-twisted-tales-tavern]

Fucked Stupid 8F: Hearing rumors of a minotaur causing trouble in the Parchwood, Vex’ahlia sets out to hunt it down, only to find herself clearly outclassed and at its mercy…

Normally, Vex wouldn't go out on a solo hunt, and especially not on simple hearsay, but even she had to admit that the rumors were intriguing. A minotaur in the Parchwood—the lumbering beastmen were an odd sight anywhere in Tal'Dorei, to say nothing of the cursed woodland that surrounded her home. It was certainly something worth looking into, and she'd been looking for an excuse to get out and stretch her legs a bit.

Something her quarry was all too happy to help with.

"Oh shit~ oohh, right there~ ohhh right there~" The words fell helpless and shameless from the huntress' lips as she arched her back against the soft loam of the forest floor. Her moans were rewarded with a firm thrust from above, the scraping of the enormous flared cock sinking ever deeper into her desperate folds, and she gasped out hard as she felt the tip kiss her womb again. Her eyes fluttered and began to roll back, her moans growing louder and more earnest.

She had underestimated the beast. Her stealth, for all her skill, had failed her, and when she'd thought to slip away he'd lunged at her. In a few short seconds, the powerful ranger had found herself with a broken bow, her armor and clothes rent from her form, and her body pressed down into the forest floor. She'd tried to fight—of course she had!—but between the strong hands holding her thighs down, and the cock that had shamed the memory of her husband's out of her...

Another sharp gasp escaped the elven beauty, and she moaned out hard as she felt the head of the beast's cock force itself into her womb. She bit at her lip, her body arching—every thrust making her twist with euphoria, her massive tits bouncing erotically for the beast's own pleasure. Her eyes locked with his—staring up into the face of the bovine monster that held her pinned—and she knew in her heart that there would be no going back.

She would be leaving the Parchwood tonight, a collar around her neck, dragged along by a chain, and with the beast's cum still dribbling out of her cunt...and she couldn't stop it if she tried.

[f4cefu7ked]

Guys I’m actually meeting Matthew Lillard I might shit myself

[running-with-kn1ves]

5k celebration event Wahoo!--Requests open

ok I'm a LITTLE early but it's my spring break sO it's the only time I really have to write. Requests + sentence character prompts are gonna be open and answered ALL week and CLOSE march 9th, Friday 12:00 EST!

This event basically means u can send in an unlimited amount of requests/character prompts and I will do my best to answer all of them!

Requests/prompts can be:

NSFT or SFT

Yandere/non yandere

a monster/creature, a Fandom character, or one of my own little guys/gals!

A random scenario

Sentence prompts are essentially a character with a sentence/scenario type. Some examples may include:

"You look so pretty tied up like this."

"Just let me take care of you, why are you so stubborn?!"

"Will you stay with me tonight..? I don't want to be alone."

--Followed by the character/creature you'd like with it

Fandom list I write for can be found here! (If u don't see one just ask and I'll lyk if I know it well enough to write :D)

So, req to your hearts content! I prefer those with scenario/sentence prompts if possible but it's open to anything!

[holywoundsyndrome]

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[curiousmons]

🚩This is an adult blog, dni if you are underage. Please put your age in some fashion on your blog ("In my 20s," "born in the 90s," the point is, you've got options!), or I WILL block you.

You'll see many reblogs and perhaps my own drabbles/works of fiction, too. If you see your work on my blog and wish for it to be removed or it's incorrectly credited, please send me a message, and I will happily fix it!

My loves, in no particular order, because who can pick just one beast?

Werewolves

Orcs

Shifters

Naga

Minautors

Gargoyles

Merfolk

Demons

Dragons

Aliens

Anything human resembling too (Fae, vampires, etc.)

This list is liable to grow 😉

I love multiple genres of monsters, from historical fiction to modern depictions (like co-habitation) and sci-fi! Polyam monsters is also super hot, and I love it. Feel free to ask questions, I might just answer.

Kinks and things you'll find here:

Breeding/impregnation, cnc and dubcon, size differences, kidnapping/abduction, slave/master, light degradation, multiple partners, choking, dirty talk, yandere.

As I think of more I will add them to act as cw before you continue scrolling here

#curiousmons is created by yours truly

#monster fantasy for smutty scenarios I write and love

#curiousmons writes includes the short stories/imagines/reader inserts with all the spice that my dirty lil mind concocts

#my monster mania manifesting as a self call-out when I'm being horny as shit

#soft sweeties for the abnormal sft post, or those that give the warm fuzzies inside (no, you pervert, not a werewolf litter)

I'll add more tags here as this blog grows.

[eldritch-affair]

An Introduction!

Hi!👋 Welcome to my blog. I am the sentient sack of star dust piloting this thing. I'm here to curate a wide variety of monster loving art and writing. While I occasionally post SFW/SFT content, I mainly post NSFW/NSFT stuff. You will see monster ass if you follow me.

HERE ARE THE RULES

🐙Pedophilia or the sexualization of minors or minor-aged fictional characters will not be tolerated

🐙TERFs and are not welcome and will be blocked. This account is trans-run and pro-sex work. Transphobia is not allowed

🐙Zoophilia or sexualization of animals (outside the very specific context of monster love fantasy). Zoophiles will be blocked (furries are cool)

🐙Homophobia will not be tolerated and homophobes will be blocked

🐙Racism will not be tolerated and racists will be blocked

About the Blog:

🐙I blog about a wide variety of monsters. Some highlights about what you'll find here are vampires, aliens, demons, werewolves, minotaurs, fae, and ghosts amongst other miscellaneous monsters.

🐙I curate content for folks of all genders and sexualities, so if you are looking to avoid something specific, keep an eye out. I work to thoroughly tag posts.

🐙I'm dabbling in writing original content, but for now I'm just sharing other people's art and writing.

🐙I typically don't reblog anything fandom related, but y'know, I'm surprised from time to time.

🐙Things you might see on this blog (among others): smut, blood, bondage, breeding kink, biting, consensual non-consent(CNC) and dubious consent(dub-con), oviposition, and tentacles.

About me:

🐙 I go by Zenith

🐙 My pronouns are They/Them

🐙 I'm Nonbinary

🐙 I'm Queer

🐙 I'm 33

My asks are always open.

I hope you enjoy my blog!

-Zenith

[monstersflashlight]

Patreon Commission for anon

Request: Could you do something about a reader who was cursed by a witch/wizard to not be able to feel any passion/pleasure until they touch their soulmate? Either the witch is their mate and didn't realize, or just like a random monster idk. Can be SFW or NSFW, up to you. Thank you!!

A/N: This was more painful than anticipated because I took it a step further, hope that’s okay, ended up very sweet. Enjoy the angst, I guess. :)

Touch repellent

Wizard x fem!reader || sfw, hurt/comfort, lots of banter

It takes you two years to realize there’s something wrong with you.

Every time you touch or are touched, your body reaction is utter disgust. At first you don’t sweat it, weird people made you react like that before… But then you try to kiss a girl and your whole body rejects the feeling, nausea filling your throat until you want to puke. You walk to your house completely confused, not knowing what is wrong with you.

You spend the next couple weeks testing your theory, and every time you touch somebody, the same happens. Disgust fills your body until you are almost shivering, your body reacting badly to every single touch. Even worse, if the intentions are romantic or sexual. Which sucks, because you want to kiss pretty ladies and boys.

So you do what you didn’t want to do. You go back home to look for help. To the place you remember being happy for the last time. To the place you felt like you were alive and touch still feel like a part of you. Where you could hug your mom and feel happy about it, where you could pat your friends in the back and feel the camaraderie… You needed to have that back. You don’t know what’s wrong with you, but you need it back, you want to feel normal, to be able to touch people and enjoy it again…

Even if he’s there.

He, as in, your wizard childhood friend who you haven’t seen since you left. He insisted on you cutting ties if you decided to leave, and you couldn’t do anything to argue with him. It hurt. It hurt more than anything to leave him behind, it hurt even worse than feeling awful every time someone touched you. Leaving him behind was like tearing a part of you, but he rejected you, and you couldn’t be there without feeling the pain every time you looked.

So you left.

And you hurt.

But now, back home and knocking on his door to seek answers to a question you didn’t know how to formulate, your whole body is shivering in anticipation. That never happened before. It’s like your soul is reaching out to touch him, to seek him. And the second he opens the door and lets you in, you feel calmer than you have felt in a very long, long time.

When he reaches out to shake your hand, as if you didn’t know everything about the other until you left, you don’t get the usual anguish or disgust. It feels different. Better. It feels like everything in the world is okay again just by that simple gesture.

And then it clicks.

All those years ago, when you left him. When you walked away after he asked you to stay and you knew you couldn’t because he didn’t love you like that. Because you knew your feelings were unrequited…

“It was you!” You scream, a threatening finger pointing in his direction, pushing his chest until he’s against the wall and you are fuming with pent up anger.

He has the audacity to act surprised, and that only makes you angrier. “What do you mean?” He tries to fake, not moving, his back against the wall as he looks down at you. You hate (lie) that he’s so tall, that he’s looking down on you even when you are furious with him.

“I haven’t been able to do anything, to feel anything… Every time I touched another being, I could only feel disgust… And now I touch you and it feels warm, and cozy, it feels like coming home…” Your words leave a bitter taste in your tongue, the realization of what happened settling uncomfortably inside your chest.

The asshole smirks. “It does?” You want to punch him in the face.

“You cursed me!” You accuse, the pain in your voice making his smirk deflate.

He looks at you with confusion and a hint of anger, but you don’t back down, fully aware that you are right, because your palm is against his chest, and you aren’t feeling disgust. It only feels warm and content. It only feels incredible and like anything you’ve ever felt before.

“I…” He hesitates. “I did,” he finally admits, looking ashamed for the first time since you entered. Your hand finds his neck, not pressing, not hurting, just resting there as a threat (but not really).

“Why would you do that? Why would you want me to feel disgust upon touching others?” You try not to sound pained by it, but it hurts, your eyes filled with tears. It hurts that not only he rejected you, but he hated you that much that he couldn’t even let you be happy with others.

“Because… Because I…” He stutters. “Because I loved you,” his voice sounds like a surrender, and your brain short-circuits.

You aren’t expecting his response and your hold on his neck releases a little. “What?” You aren’t sure if you feel more surprised or betrayed. He loved you?

He’s still struggling to talk, stuttering, but he explains: “I could sense that you were my mate, but you couldn’t... And you were so fixated in others, in going away from me, enjoying others… I just… I wanted you to suffer a tiny fraction of what I felt. So I cursed you.” He sounds completely defeated, and your soul hurts for him. Hurts for you. For the misunderstanding. For the way you two suffered because he was stupid (and okay, maybe you were, too).

“Why didn’t you just say something, you stupid shit?” You yell at him, your hand pressing down on his chest as the other curls around the side of his neck, almost a caress. “I thought you didn’t want me!” That part leaves you breathless, the anger slipping out of you and leaving your body trembling and defeated.

It’s his turn to look at you, perplexed. “What?”

“I loved you, too, you stupid maroon! I was so in love with you it hurt to be near you. But you never acted on it even though we were mates, that’s why I left!” You don’t want to scream, but the last part comes out a bit high pitched and painful. Like there’s spikes in your throat, and when you look up and meet his eyes, it only hurts worse.

“But you… You always talked about others and I…” His voice is barely a whisper, as if he never even thought of the possibility of you loving him back. Of you understanding what mates were… Stupid wizard.

You pinch his nipple through his shirt until he shuts up and lets out a yelp. “You were a stupid wizard who didn’t know how to read the room. I was trying to make you jealous, so you would act on it. And you didn’t, so I left,” you explain when he only stares at you, confusion clear in his features.

But when he processes your words, he only lets out a little: “Oh.”

And you have enough of his bullshit.

“Ugh you are so fucking stupid,” and that’s all you tell him before your hands are grabbing his long hair and pulling him to you, your mouths crashing as you devour his mouth as you have wanted for so long. “You are going to pay for every single touch I missed,” you tell him between kisses and bites.

He whines, whispering: “Yes, yes. Anything you want… mate.”

And then he kisses you again.

[nihilaraarchived]

some... sft tidbits. nsft are below read more.

generally speaking, kuro is a bit cautious about entering a relationship. he is a fairly touch-starved, and lonely individual, so he takes any romantic relationship he makes with another quite seriously. the biggest issue is however, that he will outlive most anyone he's with. despite his age ( in main he's about 3k years old ), it has not made it easier for him to manage the grief of losing people. so he's gotta just be ready for it, and find someone that's worth suffering that grief for.

that said, he is very doting, and very affectionate. his partner will always come before himself, their safety and happiness are his priority.

it's important to note that being with someone, gives kuro a new reason to really live-- and enjoy life. in a complicated sort of "im immortal and ive lived so long there's not much joy in living" kind of way. his flavor of nihilism is malleable, and shifts around itself, as he finds things in life that make him happy ( they come and go ). nothing matters-- except this person i've now devoted myself to. idk if i'm explaining it very well, but the point is that kuro is an extremely dedicated, and loyal partner.

yes he loves instant noodles, but kuro is actually a phenomenal cook. and being his partner means he's likely to cook for you any chance he gets.

being morally grey, his range on potential partners is quite varied. and he's at a point in his life where he'd probably be down to kiss monsters too. whatever man. so long as you're not spouting nonsense about ending the world for god- or... doing other shit that's problematic, or not needlessly cruel or over the top, you're good.

fella is actually quite charming when he tries to me. as if his awkwardness doesn't give him a charm all on it's own. he isn't mr suave and perfect, but he knows how to talk, and treat people well...

nsft stuff hehehhh...

kuro is not against having casual sex. pleasure is pleasure, and he's actually very capable of separating it from any potential romantic feelings.

i mean at this point in his life? he's vers, and he's a switch. he's willing to try just about anything within reason. tie him up, gag him, smack him around a bit. he does tend to lean more to bottom though, partially due to wanting to let someone else have some kind of control over him??? but he also just prefers it. he can top though, and he can be nice, or mean. again. just ask.

he might come across as awkward honestly, but he adjusts quickly. he isn't out here having sex very often?? or getting frisky with folks a lot??? kuro can go decades with no intimacy and be fine. so sometimes he just needs a moment to get back into it.

he... will usually prioritize his partner's pleasure over his own. a good part of it is due to kuro enjoying being edged. a lot. but he also loves watching them enjoying themselves due to his own efforts? it's satisfying. sometimes he wont even worry about getting off, unless his partner wants that.

reminding everyone, he is 195cm tall. ( 6'5 almost )

his libido comes and goes. it's honestly situational, and there are times when it takes a lot to get him going, or get him off- and times when it's pretty average.

i'm sure i could think of a lot more, but kuro is just? open minded and willing to try just about anything you ask.

[silkmothh]

Silk intro post O7

Hi hey hi! You can call me Pearl ^u^ my husband (Sir), and I have been together for 6 years, and we have an established d/s dynamic as of 2021 with lots of play and planning before that. We've explored a lot and tried a lot, I feel comfortable sharing those things!

More than anything I want to share my hard work and brag a little about my progress, as I don't have any compatible sub friends irl. Please please please if you have any comments, questions, or concerns don't hesitate to reach out!

Sft above cut, nsft below cut. I answer questions about any of it don't feel shy!

General

Afab queer

23

Chronic mental illness/neurodivergent/chronic physical conditions - currently going thru treatments for all!

5'3 250lbs 46DD/DDD depending (ppl with titties will understand ^_^;)

I will not be including my face in any pictures, so for your imagination~ glasses, ance/acne scars, partially dyed hair, face is mid lol

Shy and stupid

Under 18, creepy, and ornery ugly people pls go away. You don't need to be here.

I block liberally and expect the same from you, blocking me won't hurt my feelings.

Everything is pretend with consent from every party. Consent is required.

If I do ANYTHING that makes you feel uncomfortable or bad in general, please let me know so I can make sure it doesn't happen again!

Nsft ☠️ turn back now ☠️

I am submissive, with Sir being my dom. We do casual (?) Training as we both have full time jobs and big responsibilities.

My rules (very simple)

Eat at least once a day

No cuming without permission

Chores must be completed every day

At least one explicit picture a week

Training areas

Posture, positioning, and speech

Deep throating

Pain (mas/sad)

Anal

Denial and edging

Self love 🤢

I am a service sub, and I refer to my position as a servitude. Whatever is asked of me will be done to the best of my abilities and circumstances. I love LOVE doing things for and helping the people I care for. This shows most often with Sir bc he likes 'making' me do things for him, from washing and brushing his hair to putting his socks and shoes on him to running errands for him. For him, If it is asked of me it will be done to the best of my ability.

My dream is getting to be a full service, full time submissive to Sir and others that come into our relationship.

Things I like

Things I listed above

Bandage/bdsm/rope

Dubious/cnc/somno/intox

Pain/impact

Degrade/humiliate

Patriarch/bimbo (this is something I enjoy irl, if you do not have express consent to engage with me in this way then don't, I'll assume you're an asshole)

For select people I can dom

Hypno/brainwashing

Monsters

Masks

And lots more!

Limits

Blood or permanent damage

Scat or vomit

Being spit on

Whatever feels weird in the moment!

Egg laying/litters

Pregnancy in general (breed me don't impregnate me)

And again! Leave if you are under 18, are a bigot or a creep, or are mean for no reason.

Block don't report, I'm just here for fun.

[alicehumansacrifice]

i treat ask games like surveys this is make me admit stuff by lost-head-adventure or smth idk its deactiviated

Would you have sex with the last person you text messaged?

not including messages i consider too private to share on tumblr. yes

You talked to an ex today, correct?

nope.

Have you taken someones virginity?

no i dont think so. all of my partners have been more experienced than me

Is trust a big issue for you?

yes ): im working on it

Did you hang out with the person you like recently?

i like lots of people but as far as "crushes", no not recently. i should though

What are you excited for?

my partner system to get home from work. our next grocery run. autumn. my birthday next month

What happened tonight?

i posted about that today but, other than all that, i ate some pizza... honestly i should write or record or something tonight

Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted?

no? wasted chicks are super funny

Is confidence cute?

confidence is hot yeah

What is the last beverage you had?

a monster. i should get water or something

How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?

none but i dont really talk to a lot of people. only the women in my family and i cant trust them. its not about being the opposite sex tho

Do you own a pair of skinny jeans?

yes

What are you gonna do Saturday night?

its sunday rn but yesterday i cried so hard i gave myself a headache and listened to a new album

What are you going to spend money on next?

probably a new microphone or sushi

Are you going out with the last person you kissed?

yes

Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months?

yes? of course

Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything?

my partner system, but specifically mar, rich, robin, and trent

The last time you felt broken?

today at like 7pm

Have you had sex today?

yeah lol <3

Are you starting to realize anything?

being 23 aint shit. i dont know fuckin anything.

Are you in a good mood?

its alright. could be better

Would you ever want to swim with sharks?

yeah theyre chill

Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s?

no thank gawd. otherwise id be the type of douchebag to go around calling my shit hazel.

What do you want right this second?

a haircut... jack... a punch to the jaw. (not sft text beyond this point to the end of the answer) to be dressed up in vinyl lingerie to match someone elses military gear and ride his dick while gagging on his fingers

What would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy?

nothing. id end up in jail

Is your current hair color your natural hair color?

nah i recently dyed my roots again. its black but im a natural blonde

Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh?

usually people who arent intentionally witty are unintentionally hilarious so thats hard to picture. but if our humor just isnt compatible i mean. maybe. probably not tho that speaks to a lot of other shit

What was the last thing that made you laugh?

@fuckin-pistol-whipped's replies

Do you really, truly miss someone right now?

yeah. sunset eyes, if this somehow gets back to you, im sorry i didnt give you a better warning. ill be back sooner than you know. it wont be months this time. i want to figure something out but i dont want to keep giving you half promises. soon, i dont know when. i love you. it means something, i swear.

Does everyone deserve a second chance?

yeah id say so

Honestly, do you hate the last boy you were talking to?

sometimes <3

Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do?

oh yeah for sure. i think we're in a situationship. maybe we're dating? idk i cant rember. god i need to see him again soon. i should watch some videos or smth

Are you one of those people who never drinks soda?

nah but i usually drink diet soda. if im buying it out at like a gas station or smth ill go full sugar cuz its just a one time thing but. i think i drink two diet cokes a day. i dont always finish em

Listening to?

+ shuffle queue

Do you ever write in pencil anymore?

yeah but i prefer pen tbh. i keep like two hand notebooks a pencil and a pen on me at all times

Do you know where the last person you kissed is?

probably at his house with his cats. or with his band

Do you believe in love at first sight?

i believe in instant chemistry but love is kinda something u collaborate on. its like a living thing. ive recently figured out that two people can be in love and still wanna maim each other a little bit from time to time

Who did you last call?

@fadenkreuze but thats like a given. it was @antichristxsuperstar in front

Who was the last person you danced with?

my cat. it counts, in my book

Why did you kiss the last person you kissed?

we were having sex and i guess my mouth just looked that good hanging open and drooling

When was the last time you ate a cupcake?

i dont think its been a year but. it was probably springtime i wanna say-- no, late winter. valentines day cupcakes. mini ones.

Did you hug/kiss one of your parents today?

nah im not a hugger. he knows i like him ok tho

Ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush?

i dont believe in embarassment. but yea sometimes i make a fool of myself. usually it makes em giggle and then its fine <3

Do you tan in the nude?

i do a lot of things in the nude but i dont tan. im goth so

If you could, would you take back your last kiss?

i dont remember it

Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night?

yes actually it was rich. hey rich

Who was the last person to call you?

Do you sing in the shower?

yes sometimes but i sing all the time

Do you dance in the car?

Ever used a bow and arrow?

Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?

Do you think musicals are cheesy?

no theyre an art form. i think A musical can be cheesy but not all of em. having said that ive never been a huge theater person but ill watch a bootleg every now and then

Is Christmas stressful?

it doesnt have to be but some people make it stressful. its lonely tbh

Ever eat a pierogi?

yep. theyre p good

Favorite type of fruit pie?

peach

Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?

equestrian, veternarian, rockstar.

Do you believe in ghosts?

"do you believe in barometric pressure" "do you believe in wool fibers" "do you believe in the oxidation of metals"

Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?

all the time

Take a vitamin daily?

Wear slippers?

yes and i encourage others to do so as well

Wear a bath robe?

nope too warm and humid where i am

What do you wear to bed?

the buff

First concert?

it was a festival for nu metal bands in like 2008 or something. metalfest i think it was? or something close to that name. i dont remember all the acts that played but mudvayne was there i know for sure

Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?

in my town theres only a walmart but i prefer target

Nike or Adidas?

Cheetos Or Fritos?

fritos are more versatile. remind me of chilis and soups

Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?

Favorite Taylor Swift song?

Ever take dance lessons?

Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?

yeah. professional cocksucker

Can you curl your tongue?

some people cant do that?

Ever won a spelling bee?

this is a traumatizing memory for me i refuse to elaborate

Have you ever cried because you were so happy?

yes often. usually during sex

What is your favorite book?

i hate these questions cuz then i forget every single book ive ever read. idk ill say the most recent book i read. the long hard road out of hell by marilyn manson

Do you study better with or without music?

with but it has to be instrumental or so loud its mind numbing owwww speaking of my ear fuckin hurts fuck you billy corgan

Regularly burn incense?

not anymore

Ever been in love?

Who would you like to see in concert?

obvious answers are like. mm. nin. slipknot (but like in 2002 or smth).

What was the last concert you saw?

in person? i dont even remember. its been over a decade

Hot tea or cold tea?

cold tea always preferable

Tea or coffee?

coffee. also cold

Favorite type of cookie?

sugar cookie or chocolate chip

Can you swim well?

nah

Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?

yes??

Are you patient?

extraordinarily

DJ or band, at a wedding?

either or. both? both

Ever won a contest?

nope

Ever have plastic surgery?

nah

Which are better black or green olives?

ew

Opinions on sex before marriage?

theres another type of sex?

Best room for a fireplace?

the den

Do you want to get married?

yes

[the-twisted-tales-tavern]

Twisted Gif Set: Rough Sex 1.C

Perhaps attempting to steal from a flaming pirate ship would've been a good idea for Imogen if she cmae prepared, instead she stumbled upon mighty Grimmhorn and his infernal lusts~☆

(Rough sex and Non-con, maybe mindbreak if you're up for it, have fun!)

Rough Sex: 1C

Imogen was beyond relieved when her plea for a parlay had been heard. The fiendish foes of the flaming pirate ship was far from the ghost crew they'd been told to expect—but a ship was a ship, and any ship was a way off this island and toward their destination. All she needed to do was convince the captain that they were worth keeping around, and they'd be home free—and with a little mental magic, she could ensure they'd be sailing comfortably.

Unfortunately for her, mind tricks didn't exactly work on the captain.

"You stupid cow~!" the hellish minotaur captain bellowed out in a roar that shook the interior of his cabin, and made Imogen shudder with every fiber of her being. "You dare try and trick me?! You fool~!! Now you'll pay the price~!! Take it, you dumb bitch~!!"

As if Imogen had any other option—the minotaur had utterly overpowered her the moment she'd tried to slip into his mind, and with his incredible strength he'd held her firm as he'd ripped the clothes from her figure, spun her around and shoved her up against the wall, and slammed every last inch of his two-foot-long bovine bitch breaker into her folds! It was a wonder she hadn't lost her mind on the first thrust, just her voice—screaming so loud she couldn't hear the conflict continuing outside.

"You wanted a parlay—well, here it is~!" Grimmhorn snarled into her ear, and Imogen gasped as she felt one of his powerful hands wrap around her slender neck and shoulder, holding her firmly in place as he railed on her—his every thrust felt like a punch to the gut. "You get to live~!! From now on, you are my cow~!! Mine to fuck and breed and break however much I want~!! Now moo, you dumb cow~!!"

His command was followed by a firm smack to her ass—in the moment, Imogen wasn't sure whether it came from his hand or just his crashing hips as they smacked against her. The lavender-haired sorceress cried out in pure desperation, her voice shaky and broken. "P-Please~! N-No more~! N-No mo-OOOO~!!"

Her pleas, though, broke as she felt his cock slam hard into the back of her womb—and as she felt his molten hot cum erupt into her, she felt the moan come out unbidden and unwanted. But try as she might to resist, she couldn't stop herself—her lips parting in a wanton moaning like a cow, her body shuddering as she felt herself filled, over and over again, her eyes slowly going hazy as the pleasure overtook her own pain and anguish.

And Grimmhorn, grinning wickedly, pulled his new cow away from the wall and towards his bed, eager to continue his work.

[another-anonymous-idiot]

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[the-twisted-tales-tavern]

Fucked Stupid 7A: All of Pyrrha’s martial prowess is wasted as she finds herself helplessly dominated by her mind flayer opponent and his intent on making her his…

...why had she come into this cavern, again? Pyrrha's mind swirled as she tried to find the answer, to remember what it was. She'd come here with a purpose—on a mission, and not a peaceful one, either. Why else would she have brought her warspear and armor along with her? Even if she didn't have them on her, she had still brought them along...but why did she...

You needed to protect yourself~ on your way to me~

Pyrrha jerked as she felt something thrust hard into her, and she groaned as the words tumbled through her mind. Was...was that it? Her green eyes rolled in her skull a bit as she tried to remember—her hands grasping at the firm rocks and roots that ran along the cavern wall she was pressed up against, struggling to hold herself together. That...didn't feel right...

But it is right~ the voice replied, and she felt the thrusting plow even harder into her, and a firm smack suddenly as a hand came down to smack across her clit and hold her down. You came to join me, but these caverns are dangerous, so you brought your protection to keep yourself safe~ now that you're here, you won't need them again~

The former arena champion arched and groaned, a hand leaving the handhold she'd been gripping to instead latch her hand around the wrist of the one at her mound. Yes...yes, now...now it was making sense...she groaned again, her eyes still rolling a bit in her skull, before lifting up to focus on the being that was plowing into her. This...this was what she'd come here for...for him...

The tentacled visage of the illithid looming over her seemed to curl in and twisk in what she could only assume was a grin of approval, and she felt the being's powerful hips buck even harder into hers, the wet clap of flesh on flesh resounding through the darkened cavern. That's right, my dear~ you made it here, safe and sound~ and you'll never have to worry about anything else, ever again~

Pyrrha shuddered at his tone, but knew in her heart he spoke true—her lips parting in only the barest of moans as she watched his tentacled visage loom slowly closer and closer to her, the tendrils starting to swirl and surround her, and pull her into a blissful embrace.