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Imagine you're rushing around your place all frantic, upset at yourself over knowing it was laundry day yesterday but just not feeling up to doing it. So you put it off thinking it would be ok before you realized after your shower that morning that you had no clean underwear.

Your shapeshifter bf wakes up to you practically pushing your bed off the ground to look for a pair somewhere. Groggily he asks what the hell is going on and you explain through shrieking overwhelmed shouts what was going on.

And more importantly you stressed the fact that you were seriously fucked. Which kinda sorta instantly gives him an idea.

Quickly he calms you down, shushing you gently before saying, 'Babe, I got you. Don't even worry about it.’ Probably the worst sentence he could ever utter to you.

You're not sure how to react when he transforms into a cute pair of panties a second later. With a little bow on them and everything. They were honestly a bit cute. That wasn’t the point though even as you stare frozen at them.

Yet what you end up doing is threatening to throw them out the window and seeing what just might happen to his body when it makes impact on the ground.

He's back to himself in the blink of an eye, all sheepish smiles and nervous laughter as he explains it's the best case scenario right now. That there's no other options right now because he doesn't want his boo thang going commando.

Begrudgingly you accept his help after realizing he just might be right. Something you never thought you’d admit. And as you slide him up your legs, in some weird way, wearing him as underwear feels exactly the same as sitting on his face. It seems he feels the same way too as he spends the day periodically eating you out to completion during your whole work day.

He feasts on your body for hours at a time, happily slurping away before you have to remind him to be quiet (though you fail to hide your own moans so neither of you are being too subtle).

The pleasure is blinding the longer he goes on for. One minute you’re casually in the middle of your meeting and the next thing you know his tongue is diving into your cunt and he’s nibbling on your overstimulated clit.

Other times you’re having a simple conversation with a coworker of yours when he’ll instantly start up again, lapping up your raw puffy folds and gorging himself on you just to make sure your attention is always on him. You barely get a moment of peace before he just can’t help himself and start up again.

Trying to get him to stop is pointless and you’ve ceased trying. Whenever you’d squeeze your thighs together to make sure he can’t move he’d just moan loudly, gaining everyone’s attention. Luckily it’s a man’s moan so no one suspected it came from you. And when you kept tries to shift your panties down to to the side, he’d only last a few minutes before wiggling himself back up your thick thighs and taking your clit in his mouth, sucking on it hard as a little punishment.

All you could do was take everything he gave you. In a way it was both the best and most difficult day of your life.

Then when the day eventually comes to an end and you manage to wash all your clothes after work you realize that you’re actually a little bummed.

Wearing him as panties turned out better than you thought. Maybe you'll have to accidentally forget to do your laundry again some time...

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[monstersholygrail]

Imagine you're rushing around your place all frantic, upset at yourself over knowing it was laundry day yesterday but just not feeling up to doing it. So you put it off thinking it would be ok before you realized after your shower that morning that you had no clean underwear.

Your shapeshifter bf wakes up to you practically pushing your bed off the ground to look for a pair somewhere. Groggily he asks what the hell is going on and you explain through shrieking overwhelmed shouts what was going on.

And more importantly you stressed the fact that you were seriously fucked. Which kinda sorta instantly gives him an idea.

Quickly he calms you down, shushing you gently before saying, 'Babe, I got you. Don't even worry about it.’ Probably the worst sentence he could ever utter to you.

You're not sure how to react when he transforms into a cute pair of panties a second later. With a little bow on them and everything. They were honestly a bit cute. That wasn’t the point though even as you stare frozen at them.

Yet what you end up doing is threatening to throw them out the window and seeing what just might happen to his body when it makes impact on the ground.

He's back to himself in the blink of an eye, all sheepish smiles and nervous laughter as he explains it's the best case scenario right now. That there's no other options right now because he doesn't want his boo thang going commando.

Begrudgingly you accept his help after realizing he just might be right. Something you never thought you’d admit. And as you slide him up your legs, in some weird way, wearing him as underwear feels exactly the same as sitting on his face. It seems he feels the same way too as he spends the day periodically eating you out to completion during your whole work day.

He feasts on your body for hours at a time, happily slurping away before you have to remind him to be quiet (though you fail to hide your own moans so neither of you are being too subtle).

The pleasure is blinding the longer he goes on for. One minute you’re casually in the middle of your meeting and the next thing you know his tongue is diving into your cunt and he’s nibbling on your overstimulated clit.

Other times you’re having a simple conversation with a coworker of yours when he’ll instantly start up again, lapping up your raw puffy folds and gorging himself on you just to make sure your attention is always on him. You barely get a moment of peace before he just can’t help himself and start up again.

Trying to get him to stop is pointless and you’ve ceased trying. Whenever you’d squeeze your thighs together to make sure he can’t move he’d just moan loudly, gaining everyone’s attention. Luckily it’s a man’s moan so no one suspected it came from you. And when you kept tries to shift your panties down to to the side, he’d only last a few minutes before wiggling himself back up your thick thighs and taking your clit in his mouth, sucking on it hard as a little punishment.

All you could do was take everything he gave you. In a way it was both the best and most difficult day of your life.

Then when the day eventually comes to an end and you manage to wash all your clothes after work you realize that you’re actually a little bummed.

Wearing him as panties turned out better than you thought. Maybe you'll have to accidentally forget to do your laundry again some time...

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Thoughts on running out of underwear and your shapeshifter boyfriend shapeshifts into a spare pair?

Pffff!!! That’s amazing. It would be seriously so funny to imagine. And I have been. I keep thinking about this ask ever since I’ve gotten it bc it just keeps cracking me up. Like there’s so many ways you can go with this and make the bf act.

Shapeshifter could be a lil kinky perv who just really wants to be your underwear. I mean, it gives him such great access to one of his favorite parts of you. So he could’ve totally hidden all your panties or maybe even thrown them out entirely just so he’d be your only option. He’d act all innocent like he just wants to be helpful. Or maybe it’s adorable innocence that makes him offer to help you out and be your panties after you’ve run out. But then as the day goes on he quickly sees the benefits and gorges himself on your sweet helpless cunt.

Anyway anyway, I did write something for this because I couldn’t help myself from writing a good lil crack fic! I’ll have it uploaded laterrrrr hehe.

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My sleep schedule has been so messed up it almost feels weird to be awake in the morning. Literally I saw the sun come up earlier and thought, ‘damn, I should get to sleep’ only to realize I had already slept 💀

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Yandere!Work Colleague

Male Yandere x Fem!Reader ||

Your colleague forms a new crush on you once you tell him you like his special coffee and now he won’t stop giving you more. He’ll give you everything

Yandere!Work Colleague tries to act normal but is way too shy to ask out his office crush. He’s seen them around the office, always looking so confident. But he can never get up the nerve to talk to them, ask them out. Even when working on a project with them, the most he’ll say is, “Here’s y-your tea— your coffee, I mean!” And hand it to them before scurrying off. Of course making sure to put his ‘special cream’ into the drink beforehand.

But only now as he heads back to the tray of drinks, his brows furrow, not seeing your drink in the tray. He swore he had just moved it a second ago. His face drops as he realizes there must’ve been a mix-up. He whirls around only to watch in horror as you drink the coffee with his personal ingredient in it.

He swears he’s not breathing as you take a few long gulps. He hopes to every God there is that you won’t notice anything off about it. Sweat dots at his brow as you place the coffee down and lick your lips in a way that curiously has his cock twitching.

“Hmm. This is better than usual, thanks,” you comment, so casually, as if you hadn’t just turned his entire world upside down.

Everything was different now, he saw everything in a new and shiny bright light. And all those lights always came back to you. His whole world now revolving around you. The way you talked to him so effortlessly, smiled at him, acknowledged him. He’d never experienced anything like it before. Not from his old office crush or anyone. You were… special.

Since that day he’s been chasing after you like a dog with a bone. Always offering to carry your stacks of paperwork from meetings to your desk. He makes sure to linger so that everyone in the office will gossip and wonder if you two are together. If he’s asked he’ll say yes, if only to live in the possibility that one day you will be.

He does everything he can for you during group assignments. Getting done work you might’ve not gotten too. You were tired and you needed your sleep. And he just so happened to glance at your computer as you were signing in one day. So signing in himself to get some work done for you was simply just a kind thing to do from one colleague to another. Of course he’d never do it for anyone else besides you. No matter how much his coworkers complained about all he does for you around the office.

Most of all though, he still always makes sure to bring you your morning coffee every day. The way your face lights up at the sight of him with the cup, your smiles and happiness just for him. No one else would dare, they know by now you’re basically his. Besides… no one else can make it like him. You’ve said so yourself.

He makes sure every morning to prepare his special ingredient with extra care. Images of you flashing across his mind as he slowly pumps his cock. Imagining how you’d look all pretty and split open on his length. How you’d call out his name and ask why he didn’t do this sooner. Squeezing his cock and pretending it’s you milking him for all your worth.

When he finally cums straight into your coffee he fantasizes it’s his thick ropes of cum shooting straight into your womb. A low raspy groan rips from his throat, his hips jerking as he just keeps coming to the thought of you. The coffee is nearly overflowing by the time he’s done.

He knows you’ll be grateful for the extra bit of drink, your lips pulled into a bright smile. He wonders how bright it would look wrapped around his length and he shudders as he hands it to you.

If he didn’t have to get to his desk, he’d watch you drink every last drop of it. Relishing in the fact that for now, at least, he’s inside of you in one way. Knowing soon he’ll be inside you in every way humanly possible.

But for now he’s content to simply bring you your coffee every morning and anything else you need handled. He’ll gladly take care of you in any way possible. Someday he’ll take care of you in every way. And nobody will be able to stop him.

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Something New

A Free Use City Universe Fic

Deer Hybrid x fem!reader— drugs, sex toys, sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, aphrodisiac potion, fingering, aftercare

You had found yourself into quite the sticky situation. Having sex with your sexual drug dealer was possibly a new all time low for you. You would’ve said you have officially hit rock bottom but knowing you… there was probably a bit more to fall.

Living in Free Use City has been the dream you always thought it was going to be. No, in fact, it was even better. The sex was endless and you’ve never felt more desired and needed in your entire life.

But the problem with having constant sex is just that. You’re having constant sex and it can get… boring. You were bored with normal sex. You did it everywhere you could. In front of others, with others, watching others, and you did every little dirty and depraved thing you could think of. You tried the roughest of toys and the riskiest most mind blowing positions.

No matter what you did you couldn’t stop the creeping sensation of boredom from clawing its way through your body like a tentacle monster sliding their entire length inside you till they made you their human sex kebab. Literally.

You needed more but you didn’t have a clue what. Even the regular drugs at the clubs you frequent were beginning to bore you. The high always the same, the impact on sex hitting you in the exact same way.

Now tonight you find yourself back into your usual habit. Drink, dance, take drugs, and find someone to fuck. Tonight your club of choice is a favorite of yours, The Hunter’s Harvest, the most popular night club in Free Use City.

The world around you is a blur as you go through the motions. Somehow finding yourself riding an admittedly sexy ass Orc in the back of the club. When suddenly a familiar Naga comes slithering up to you two. Out of all the drug dealers that supply to the club his venom had to be the best. But tonight it just wasn’t working for you.

“How’s that venom treating you, pretty?” He hisses in your ear, reaching out tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear. While completely ignoring the Orc beneath you. Honestly you were too.

All you have to do is purse your lips and give a drunken shake of your heads and the Naga understands all. A wicked gleam passes over his expression but he’s leaning back in before you can pick up on it. Not that you would in your current state anyway.

“Want something new? Something stronger,” he rasps into your ear again, causing sparks to zap down your spine.

And that’s how you found yourself in some strange back room of the club having no idea where you really are. You see dancers, waitresses, and monsters in dark scary looking suits pass by the room but no one spares a glance at you as you both lay down on the couch.

In exchange for a new drug they were testing out, a drug to enhance the sexual experience, you were to try it out with him before anyone. Said he wanted to be your first because he can swear you’ve never been fucked like this before. Yeah, you’ll just have to see about that. The challenge in his tone was more the reason why you agreed to this than the actual drug. But hey, if it finally brought some thrill back to sex, you’d take it.

Naga Drug Dealer settles between your hips and you can feel the hard bulges of his cocks rest hotly against you. It was a comforting sensation but nothing new. No, what was really new was the pretty orange vial he slips out of his pocket as he shakes off his clothing. You stare at it in awe, lips already parted, and head tilted back. Wanting so badly to experience something new.

“Enough!” A loud voice booms, breaking the tension like they took a hammer to glass.

You and the Naga jump a part, a bit of the vial splashing out and landing right in your mouth. Though his focus isn’t on you when you see his eyes go wide in terror. The man literally starts shaking before you. And that’s when your eyes catch onto the shadows of the wall behind him. A tall figure stands behind you with two long twisting horns.

It’s him. The Demon Drug Lord of Free Use City.

“S-sir, I’m- I can explain, you see. This is all just a big misunderstanding,” the Naga stammers over his words, sweating bullets.

Drug Lord Deer Hybrid storms into the room, ignoring the Naga’s stuttering words. You feel his touch before you see him as he pinches your chin and with one swift jerk of his hand brings your gaze to his. Your eyes widen as instead of a demon before you it’s a Deer Hybrid. His simmering grey eyes searing into you.

“Tell me, sweetheart, did you drink any of the vial?” His smooth deep voice seeps into ears and courses through your bloodstream, making you shiver into his touch.

All you can do is nod dumbly, caught like a deer in the headlights, too busy getting lost in his eyes. He curses under his breath, his grip tightening ever so slightly.

“Tsk— stupid girl. Come with me,” he orders, giving no room for argument.

And he doesn’t give you room to even consider arguing as before you can even stand he’s picking up your curvy frame with an insane amount of ease. Your lips part, wanting to protest. You’re totally able to walk on your own. But… he’s also so warm. Very comfortable. Something about him feeling strangely safe despite his dangerous aura and the reputation that proves it true.

Without so much as a word to your drug dealer, Drug Lord Deer Hybrid whisks you out of that room and down the darkened hall. You can’t see much of anything in front of you, left completely at this man’s mercy. And you don’t think he has that much. At least not normally.

The weight of your body begins to tip forward and you get the strange feeling he’s walking up stairs. You quickly steady yourself, placing your hands on his back. Not even trying to fight him off. You know who he is, you’re not stupid enough to do that.

But suddenly as he reaches the top, a wave of heat begins to wash over you. The world seems to slow down and grow hazy, everything in your vision blurring. You can faintly see he’s brought you into a lowly lit office— his office, you assume.

With all the gentleness of a falling feather, he carefully places you down on another couch. This one most softer and you assume a lot cleaner too. His thumb brushes along your jaw and a trail of fire is left in its wake. He tilts your head back, forcing your glazed eyes to fall on him.

“How much got in this mouth, baby?” He murmurs low, voice sounding like slow sex on nice Sunday morning.

Light tingles ignite throughout your face as he swipes a finger across your bottom lip. Effectively sucking out all the air from your lungs. You fight off a shiver, trying to preserve a little of your dignity.

“Just a few drops.”

He closes his eyes, the muscle in his jaw twitching. When they open back up they’re about several shades darker, a conflicting storm of emotions passing through them.

“You’re about to get really hot, sweetheart. But it’ll be ok. You’re gonna need to cum. A lot. And I’ll be close by to help you through it,” he murmurs, his voice almost a whisper. If only he knew how much hotter that just made you. But you’d refuse to admit it to him.

With a heavy sigh he pushes up off the couch, his tall and imposing form towering over you. For a second you expect him to pop open his belt and let you go to town on him. But then he’s turning his back to you to open a nearby closet, bringing back with him a box of toys.

“Here, these will help you get through the worst of the heat. It’s better to start sooner rather than later. And even when you cum, just keep going. Don’t let the heat build too much or you won’t be able to move.” His eyes never once leave yours as he speaks, his tone demanding obedience. He then slaps a suction cup dildo on the ground and you practically cum in your already soaked panties.

Everything about him has you caught up in a trance. All you can focus on is him and the raging heat building up from your core that grows stronger the longer you focus on him. But his words manage to register in your mind soon enough that you’re still able to speak.

“But I want you,” you reply stubbornly, a scowl decorating your face.

He raises a brow at you and merely holds out a vibrator for you to take. When you don’t, crossing your arms instead, his face drops. His eyes flicker over your frame in assessment and it has your belly clenching with desire and need. You can barely read a thing on his face but when he crouches down in front of the toys you dare to have hope.

“I’ll stay, okay? But I won’t touch you. That will have to be enough,” he responds, though both of you know it won’t be.

But still, you’ll take what you can get. Your body is so hot you almost wanna crawl out of your skin for some relief. Though shedding your clothes does help. You don’t even have the mind to be shy or embarrassed, needing to cum so bad. There was no room for that here.

Your pussy was dripping down your thighs, you didn’t even need to be prepped. You see his back straighten, eyes intent on your glistening folds. If you weren’t so desperate you’d have put on a little show for him, anything to get him inside you. And as you sink down on the thick dildo you imagine it’s actually his cock and you immediately moan in pleasure. The toy filling you up so perfectly.

Drug Lord Deer Hybrid falls to his knees before you, his expression giving away nothing of the emotions lying underneath. He doesn’t even seem like he’s breathing as he watches you get the dildo all slick with your juices before riding on it like you’ve gone mad.

He talks you through your next dozen orgasms, the time passing in the blink of an eye. He tells you just how to ride his toys, when to roll your hips, and how to touch your clit. And he’s right every time, bringing you to the most intense and existence transcending orgasms of your life. All while never touching you. But it’s his gaze that turns you on more than anyone ever has before. You can’t get enough of it.

You watch him watching you, his eyes nearly swallowed up by his pupils. Every muscle in his body is tense like he’s trying to hold off pouncing on you as much as you are to him. His voice growing more raspy and feral with each orgasm he brings out of you.

“That’s it, baby. Make yourself cum for me. Rub your clit, just like that— nuh uh uh— don’t change speed. Do it— yes— do it hard, just like you like,” he demands in a low growl and you are far too weak to deny him.

Following his instructions you’re not surprised anymore as the cord in the belly snaps and you’re gushing liquid onto the deep red carpets. You figure they’re meant to hide something, why not your cum? He knows your body far too well for someone who has only introduced to it a few hours ago. Or has it been days? It’s hard to tell given the room has no windows.

You don’t know how long it’s been but you’ve effectively fucked yourself to exhaustion. The heat all but dissipated out of you with your final climax. Unable to hold your body up any longer, you start toward the floor and you don’t have the strength to stop yourself from the fall.

Right before your face makes contact, his arms are curling underneath your pits and hauling you up. Touching you for the first time since he carried you in here. He gathers you in his arms, laying you down all snug in his lap.

Your mind and body are way too gone to react right now but if you could you’d be seriously freaking out. He leans back enough to look down at you, his eyes somehow even more intense and full of conflict. Like he doesn’t know quite what to do with you. But after a moments hesitation he lifts a hand and pets the back of your head, the action surprisingly soothing.

Before you know it your eyelids are growing heavy and you’re melting into him. Everything in you, even your damn body, screamed that it trusts him. You should believe in your gut. If your guts always right or not is to be debated. But… things felt so good right now you didn’t want to try and open your eyes and insist you get going now.

No, you wanted to stay. Tonight was beyond anything you’ve ever experienced and you’ve done it all. And you have a feeling it had nothing to do with the drug.

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Planning to go to another baseball game like I did the other weekend and I’ve suddenly had to think to myself. Am I becoming a baseball person? Or do I just enjoy the stadium food and the fireworks?

Things to ponder…

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hello! i saw you recommended another anon the monster bfxchubby!reader fic you had made a while ago, so i decided to give it a read! but— BUT NOW IM SO CURIOUS!! WHAT DID HE MEAN BY READER EATING OFF OF HIM IN THE END OF THE FIC? WHAT DID HE MEAN??? PLEASE TELL MEEE

Pfffff for a second I was confused reading this. Trying to think back like, what could I have meant by that in this fic 😂. But reading it back there wasn’t any kind of hidden meaning behind it in or anything that like lol.

Monster bf just meant that he wanted you to eat off of him! Thats like something people do sometimes before or during sex. I thiiiink it’s called food play? Right? Like you rub like chocolate or whip cream or fruit on them and then lick it up and eat off them. Stuff like that! He just wants to make you feel good and confident and will do anything to make that happennnn.

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@clevereffie

Ahhkekfkck oh my gooooosh stop, this is literally the sweetest thing ever. You’re gonna make me sob hahahaha. I just keep thinking back to it because it seriously means so much to me to hear this 🙏🏼 <33

Dragon bf who’s never really had luck in the sex department. Most of his past exes and flings have gone ok, that is until he shows them his two massive cocks. The second even bigger and more girthy than the one on top.

At first they try always tried to make it seem like it was no big deal. Told him they could take it. Only to jump to them squirming and whimpering before he’s even bottomed out with one.

If that was the only problem he might be able to handle it. He didn’t need total satisfaction, he could make it work. But when his past relationships also saw how much pre and cum he released they were hesitant to have penetrative sex all together! And if they did risk it they made sure he quadruple-wrapped up and he had to pull out before he was about to cum anyway.

The preventative measures cut off all sensation for him and made him lose all connection he got with his partner from the act. That feeling of closeness had been erased till things just eventually didn’t work out.

It’s left the poor beast with the biggest dry spell known to man. That is until he meets you.

When you first see his cocks you light up. He tries not to get excited but there was no fear in your eyes. Maybe you had more experience with monster cock than he thought and he was all the more grateful for it. Your own ease helped his own, allowing him to relax.

And when you two first started, moving together and grinding as his cocks split open your already dripping swollen folds. Each rock of his hips sending his throbbing tip to smear against your puffy clit. Endless droplets of oozing milky precum dribble from his leaking tip and coat your slit in his eager essence.

When he sees the shock on your face he prepares for the work. Ready for you to tell him to wrap up first or to stop altogether. But it’s him who’s surprised as your expression fades into awe, sweet pretty moans slipping past your lips and making leak even harder.

He doesn’t even try to hold back how eager he is for you, his growls echoing against the walls of his den and his throat glowing with a low blissed out ember. Picking up pace his cocks start to push at your entrance. As you gasp sharply he starts to rear back, about to ask if you’re alright, when you suddenly hook your legs around his waist and push not only one but both of his cocks inside you.

Dragon bf throws his head back with a furious roar, sparks crackling through the air and increasing the tension of the room. You’re so wet and so so tight, he can’t believe how well you’re taking him in. But given how much your sopping pussy is squelching as it sucks in his lengths gives him no room for argument.

Every inch deeper inside your slick silken walls massage every vein along his shafts, delivering a deeper sense of pleasure than he ever knew possible. He lets you set the pace, taking him as hard and fast as you like, using him to give yourself pleasure.

And use him you do. Your hips buck wildly, swallowing up his cocks like you’re starving for it. He meets your every thrust, pounding into the narrow channel of your cunt that shifts with every hard pulse as it molds itself to his shapes. Hugging him so perfectly he could cum already.

But he holds on as best he can when parts of his cock have never felt the sweet warmth of a hole as perfect as yours. More and more precum gushes into your pussy, sloshing around inside you and he merely drives it in deeper, using it to mark your walls as his. Swiveling his hips to hit those spots inside you that have you seeing stars.

He’s filling you so good and you’re suffocating his cocks like the good girl you are, clamping down and holding onto him for dear life every time he hits somewhere reallyyy good. The way he fucks you it’s like he’s memorizing your body, watching closely for every little reaction you give him so he can best please you. Moving his body, his cocks, and his fingers as they rub against your clit to have you singing for him.

And when you cum your vision flashes, the corners darkening before a loud crack rings out and a second later a pleasurable pain blooms on your cheek. Blinking your eyes open you realize he’s lightly slapped your cheek as he grips your jaw and mushes your cheeks together.

Telling you firmly to look at him as he cums inside you and breeds your fat cunt. Letting you know that you’re his now, there’s no leaving or getting away. And that he’s gonna make sure you have to stay.

That’s when you feel a bigger presence begin to push at your entrance and a second later he’s slamming his thick knot inside you’re already overstuffed cunt, stretching you further than you thought was physically possible. It’s as though your body just automatically listens to him as it opens up for him like it was made to. Then he’s coming, rope after rope of scorching hot cum.

You’re not exactly sure how long it takes before he finishes coming but in the meantime he made you cum two more times while he worked you both through the waves of euphoria you couldn’t deny. If anything his words only served to turn you on further.

It’s not a surprise that after all that he ended up succeeding in everything he had said to you. Sure, most people, and even you he images, think him insane for getting you pregnant when you two barely even knew each other.

But after finding such a treasure like you how could he ever risk letting you go now?

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ITS OUT AND ITS AMAZING!! IM SO UNWELL

STRAY KIDS KARMA IS IN LESS THAN 24 HOURS!!! LESS. THEN. 24 HOURS!! I am not ok I am not ok. I will be out of commission for the next century istg I can’t. I’m so excited!!

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Reader who lives in a toxic household, and protective monster boyfriend insisting they move in with him so she can flourish instead of wilting on a daily basis.... please. This is me. Need monster boyfriend to save me. RIP living in capitalism ;;

I actually have a very similar fic already up that follows along with a lot of this request!! You can find and read that right here.

It’s about your mom meeting your Monster bf for the first time and she ends up making some nasty comments that he immediately of course shuts down and tells her off about. Then he sweeps you away and gets you out of there where he takes you home and shows you just how much he fully cherishes you and loves you as you are and how you look.

A super sweet fic and very comforting. It healed a bit of me writing it so I hope it’s nice for you all to read :)).

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STRAY KIDS KARMA IS IN LESS THAN 24 HOURS!!! LESS. THEN. 24 HOURS!! I am not ok I am not ok. I will be out of commission for the next century istg I can’t. I’m so excited!!

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Spring time is usually Plant Monster bf’s favorite time of the year. He feels so painfully dull during the winter months when his pretty flowers all wither away and fall off due to the cold. During that time he’s just a bunch of carefully wound branches huddled beneath blankets and mugs of warm drinks to keep him from being so chilly.

You tell him he’s just as beautiful as he was during summer, but he just doesn’t feel like himself. So when the first signs of spring appear on his arm in the form of sweet little flower, he can’t hold back his excitement. More than ready to be beautiful again and filled with all sorts of blooming buds.

This will be your first spring together too. You don’t even know how lovely and breathtaking he can look. The two of you met last year around the end of summer and just in time for a lovely fall. He remembers how he almost cancelled your first date because of how his leaves were already starting to fall. But he went anyway and he was so happy he did.

Instead of turning away from his falling leaves, which happened on the date too much to his dismay, you embraced them and thought them just as beautiful. Expressing your love for the season as you picked up the leaf and asking if you could keep it. Back then you surely didn’t know the significance of such a gesture. Now the leaf stands proudly on display, a sign that you’re his mate.

Wanting to share the good news of his sprouting he rushes throughout your home looking for you. When he spots you sitting out on the balcony he brightens, shining more spectacularly than the sun.

“My love, my love, come look at this!” He shouts in excitement, body buzzing with renewed energy. The sight of you, his eternal sunshine, only increasing it tenfold.

You turn around to face him just as he sticks his arm out to present to you. A gasp of your own delight leaves you as you see his very first flower appear. And as you do you inhale a giant whiff of it and immediately begin sneezing uncontrollably.

Plant Monster bf goes from ecstatic to downright panicked. He flounders around trying to help you, wondering what’s going on that’s got you like this. It isn’t until you’ve stepped away and managed to stop sneezing that you bashfully admit to your pollen allergy.

“But you’re dating me. A plant monster,” he deadpans, sticking up his single adorable flower.

A blush paints your cheeks as you can only laugh in response.

“You were too cute to say no to,” you shyly admit as if that explains it all perfectly.

He hates how much that line works on him. Without his permission his branches soften as his body looses his tension. It’s ok, he can work with this. It’s not an issue at all. He loves you and is willing to do whatever it takes to stay by your side even during this time of the year.

For the next couple of months Plant Monster boyfriend does everything he can think of to be near you, to simply just try and kiss you.

At first you try allergy medicine. Basic first attempt, why shouldn’t it work? The two of you inch closer and closer together and everything seems to be fine. He tries so hard to reign in his excitement.

But the moment your lips gently brush against his, about a couple dozen flowers immediately bloom across his branches and a heavy cloud of pollen perfumes the air. Which then makes you crash into another fit.

Another one of his countless attempts includes placing air filters around your home, thinking if you could clear out some of the pollen as well it could help your system calm down. After you finish you go to stand side-by-side, beaming with pride as you look around your home.

You smile brightly at your boyfriend as the air conditioning turns on— and sends a sudden of pollen right into your open mouth. You sputter out pollen, rushing for a nearby sink and rinsing out your mouth as your bf freaks out about accidentally killing his mate (you’ll be perfectly fine).

In a last ditch attempt your boyfriend goes so far as to find and wear a hazmat suit. He walks up to you looking like some strange, but still sexy, looking alien type creature. As soon as he gets close to you his excitement once again gets to be too much to contain. But this time instead of flooding the room with pollen it fills his suit. Sure, it’s a little harder to see you now, but at least he can remain close.

Without thinking he leans in to kiss you… only to be stopped by the glass screen separating you. The abundance of flowers that have grown on his body droop sadly. Needing his own personal sunshine to truly flourish, not whatever dull star sits outside and lights up the world. You light up his world and he needs you.

In his anger thorns burst all across his body and tear the suit to shreds, exposing him and all his pollen to the air. Before he can cause you anymore pain he rushes outside, hating all this distance but doing it anyway because of how much he loves and adores you.

“What else can we do?” He asks defeatedly, slumping down onto the floor and causing all the surrounding plants around him to fall too.

“We’ll just have to wait,” you say with the same amount of longing in your voice as he holds in his.

The days seem to drag on as you technically form a long distance relationship between you and your boyfriend. While you can see each other as often as you wish, the distance between you remains and it causes an ache like you’ve never felt before.

When the day comes that pollen season is officially over and it becomes more easily manageable for you both it’s like a scene from a movie. The two of you dramatically (and in slow motion) running toward each other. Joyous looks on your faces as you crash into each other and tumble onto the ground.

Plant Monster bf’s branches curl around you, protecting you from the fall. After you stop you end up right underneath him, smiling breathlessly at his mirroring expression. The energy between you is charged with so many things unspoken and so many things that weren’t done together during your time away from doing anything besides clinging to each other.

You’re not sure who’s leaning in first, you or him, but all that matters is the space between you is finally disappearing. Yet just as your lips meet you flinch back in an adorable sneeze. Your boyfriend’s face crumples in despair but you just giggle.

“Guess there’s still a little too much pollen in the air,” you say through your laughter. But your boyfriend finds absolutely nothing about this funny if the pout on his face means anything.

“We should stop then,” he grumbles, already sulking and trying to soak up all of your touch he can.

But the idea of parting from him is too painful to even think about. Shaking your head even at the thought. To which your boyfriend looks at you strangely. With another laugh you explain.

“Nah. I don’t care anymore,” you say and lean up to capture his lips in a long awaited kiss.

And suddenly nothing else mattered besides the way his mouth moved and his heart intertwined with yours.

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[monstersholygrail]

Spring time is usually Plant Monster bf’s favorite time of the year. He feels so painfully dull during the winter months when his pretty flowers all wither away and fall off due to the cold. During that time he’s just a bunch of carefully wound branches huddled beneath blankets and mugs of warm drinks to keep him from being so chilly.

You tell him he’s just as beautiful as he was during summer, but he just doesn’t feel like himself. So when the first signs of spring appear on his arm in the form of sweet little flower, he can’t hold back his excitement. More than ready to be beautiful again and filled with all sorts of blooming buds.

This will be your first spring together too. You don’t even know how lovely and breathtaking he can look. The two of you met last year around the end of summer and just in time for a lovely fall. He remembers how he almost cancelled your first date because of how his leaves were already starting to fall. But he went anyway and he was so happy he did.

Instead of turning away from his falling leaves, which happened on the date too much to his dismay, you embraced them and thought them just as beautiful. Expressing your love for the season as you picked up the leaf and asking if you could keep it. Back then you surely didn’t know the significance of such a gesture. Now the leaf stands proudly on display, a sign that you’re his mate.

Wanting to share the good news of his sprouting he rushes throughout your home looking for you. When he spots you sitting out on the balcony he brightens, shining more spectacularly than the sun.

“My love, my love, come look at this!” He shouts in excitement, body buzzing with renewed energy. The sight of you, his eternal sunshine, only increasing it tenfold.

You turn around to face him just as he sticks his arm out to present to you. A gasp of your own delight leaves you as you see his very first flower appear. And as you do you inhale a giant whiff of it and immediately begin sneezing uncontrollably.

Plant Monster bf goes from ecstatic to downright panicked. He flounders around trying to help you, wondering what’s going on that’s got you like this. It isn’t until you’ve stepped away and managed to stop sneezing that you bashfully admit to your pollen allergy.

“But you’re dating me. A plant monster,” he deadpans, sticking up his single adorable flower.

A blush paints your cheeks as you can only laugh in response.

“You were too cute to say no to,” you shyly admit as if that explains it all perfectly.

He hates how much that line works on him. Without his permission his branches soften as his body looses his tension. It’s ok, he can work with this. It’s not an issue at all. He loves you and is willing to do whatever it takes to stay by your side even during this time of the year.

For the next couple of months Plant Monster boyfriend does everything he can think of to be near you, to simply just try and kiss you.

At first you try allergy medicine. Basic first attempt, why shouldn’t it work? The two of you inch closer and closer together and everything seems to be fine. He tries so hard to reign in his excitement.

But the moment your lips gently brush against his, about a couple dozen flowers immediately bloom across his branches and a heavy cloud of pollen perfumes the air. Which then makes you crash into another fit.

Another one of his countless attempts includes placing air filters around your home, thinking if you could clear out some of the pollen as well it could help your system calm down. After you finish you go to stand side-by-side, beaming with pride as you look around your home.

You smile brightly at your boyfriend as the air conditioning turns on— and sends a sudden of pollen right into your open mouth. You sputter out pollen, rushing for a nearby sink and rinsing out your mouth as your bf freaks out about accidentally killing his mate (you’ll be perfectly fine).

In a last ditch attempt your boyfriend goes so far as to find and wear a hazmat suit. He walks up to you looking like some strange, but still sexy, looking alien type creature. As soon as he gets close to you his excitement once again gets to be too much to contain. But this time instead of flooding the room with pollen it fills his suit. Sure, it’s a little harder to see you now, but at least he can remain close.

Without thinking he leans in to kiss you… only to be stopped by the glass screen separating you. The abundance of flowers that have grown on his body droop sadly. Needing his own personal sunshine to truly flourish, not whatever dull star sits outside and lights up the world. You light up his world and he needs you.

In his anger thorns burst all across his body and tear the suit to shreds, exposing him and all his pollen to the air. Before he can cause you anymore pain he rushes outside, hating all this distance but doing it anyway because of how much he loves and adores you.

“What else can we do?” He asks defeatedly, slumping down onto the floor and causing all the surrounding plants around him to fall too.

“We’ll just have to wait,” you say with the same amount of longing in your voice as he holds in his.

The days seem to drag on as you technically form a long distance relationship between you and your boyfriend. While you can see each other as often as you wish, the distance between you remains and it causes an ache like you’ve never felt before.

When the day comes that pollen season is officially over and it becomes more easily manageable for you both it’s like a scene from a movie. The two of you dramatically (and in slow motion) running toward each other. Joyous looks on your faces as you crash into each other and tumble onto the ground.

Plant Monster bf’s branches curl around you, protecting you from the fall. After you stop you end up right underneath him, smiling breathlessly at his mirroring expression. The energy between you is charged with so many things unspoken and so many things that weren’t done together during your time away from doing anything besides clinging to each other.

You’re not sure who’s leaning in first, you or him, but all that matters is the space between you is finally disappearing. Yet just as your lips meet you flinch back in an adorable sneeze. Your boyfriend’s face crumples in despair but you just giggle.

“Guess there’s still a little too much pollen in the air,” you say through your laughter. But your boyfriend finds absolutely nothing about this funny if the pout on his face means anything.

“We should stop then,” he grumbles, already sulking and trying to soak up all of your touch he can.

But the idea of parting from him is too painful to even think about. Shaking your head even at the thought. To which your boyfriend looks at you strangely. With another laugh you explain.

“Nah. I don’t care anymore,” you say and lean up to capture his lips in a long awaited kiss.

And suddenly nothing else mattered besides the way his mouth moved and his heart intertwined with yours.

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Fluff

Plant monster bf having to avoid his lover during spring because of pollen allergies

Awwwwwhahahahah I love it, I love it so much. That’s such a cute concept. And you’re so right like that’s pure fluff for them. I ended up writing this and it came out so so cute.

Plant Monster Bf is in such despair over not being able to go near you. And so he keeps trying to find new ways to get closer. But because there’s more pollen in the air and he’s growing more flowers, it gets harder and harder. I’ll be posting it later so I hope you’ll love it!! But still both you and your bf want each other so badly it’s literally like checking each other out from afar hahaha.

[monstersholygrail]

Harpy Knight was the greasiest warrior their kingdom had ever known. A creature they found deep in the woods, wounded and afraid. They oh so generously took him in and trained him among their human army to fight against their enemies. Grateful to them for saving his life, he didn’t hesitate to strike down all their foes with the fierce swiping of his claws. 

Soon it became all he knows. Every day is the same. He wakes up every morning in a very comfy nest (cage), waiting for them to let him out and feed him the tasty scraps of last nights dinner and maybe a nice mouse or two if he’s lucky. 

Then they drag him out onto battlefield, always leading the charge, and let him fight to his hearts content. By the end of the day exhilaration is pumping through his veins, a wide playful smile on his face. After, they bring him back to his nest and he sleeps deeply waiting for the next day where he’ll do it all over again. 

Harpy Knight wouldn’t change a thing. This was much better than his old life. Always lost without another creature in sight. He vaguely remembers others, like him, but… something happened to them. Though it’s hard to remember, all of it a thick blur. He was only a hatchling after all. One minute they were just there and the next they weren’t. 

But now he has his lance, his men-in-arms, to keep him company. There was always someone to talk to and play with. And now that he had other people to talk to he found he did it often. There was always something to do and talk about. Even though his fellow knights weren’t as talkative he still enjoyed being around them. 

Harpy Knight notices that today however, the whole camp is lit up in a roar of whispers. His feathers perk up, excitement simmers through his veins and ruffles his feathers. Racing around the camp his claws dig into the earth to try and hold back from clinging onto someone, eager to join the conversation. 

From what he manages to catch amongst them, it seems like there’s a rumor going around about you, their beloved Princess and heir to the throne. Everyone in the kingdom loved you and lusted after your softness and exquisite curves. He isn’t afraid to admit either that he’s found himself getting hard at the paintings he’s seen of you. 

Though word has it you’ve narrowly escaped yet another assassination attempt. They’ve been growing more and more frequent as your impending ascension grows nearer. Five food testers have died already due to unknown criminals poisoning your food and drink. Six kidnapping missions have been launched and ultimately failed due to your guards protection. And you’ve managed to dodge more than nine flying arrows while out in public. 

Harpy Knight has heard most of all about the wounds your guards have suffered in their vow to protect you. It was truly terrible. If there was something he could do he’d do in a heartbeat. He owed everything he had to the grace of the King after all. 

So maybe that was why when he’s later dragged into the Knight Commanders tent and told he’s being taken to the castle to become your new personal Knight, he could feel his wings flutter with a heavy sense of anticipation. Waiting for the moment where he’ll finally be able to see you in person. Of course he was sad to leave the only family he’s ever remembered. But this was a chance, a real chance to payback the debt he owed for giving him a place to belong. 

Harpy Knight celebrates that night around the fire with his fellow men. Strange powerful drinks are passed around till his vision blurs and he feels weirdly dizzy despite sitting down. The Knights all cheer and toast to him, calling him lucky to be in close quarters with you. And indeed he does feel lucky. From what he’s heard you’re charitable, kind, and so very beautiful. 

Once more his cock hardens at the thought of you. He’s used to it by now but it threatens to slip from its sheath in front of everyone, making a blush burn across his cheeks, slightly coloring the feathers there. Quickly dismissing himself from the party he retreats back to his nest, the click of the closing gate rings and he knows he’ll he stuck there till the morning. That’s fine. He has his thought of you to keep him busy, among other things. 

Harpy Knight takes out the folded up painting one of the other Knights had given him with your face plastered on it. The outskirts of it were a little marked up with a few white splatters but your face was still perfectly visible and untouched. At the sight of your pretty eyes staring back into him his cock slips out of its sheath and smacks against his stomach, smearing beads of pre on it. 

Low pleasured chirps leave him as his claws wrap around his massive cock. His eyes flutter closed and soon your image replaces the darkness behind his lids. Your hand instead of his, hesitantly pumping up and down his length. He groans as he imagines how nervous you’d be. His cock is much bigger than that of a humans. He’s bathed in the river with the others enough times to be sure of that. 

Harpy Knight would fuck you so good. You’d be nervous, wondering if he’d even be able to fit. Of course he’d do his best to reassure you, telling you that he’d make it fit. Right before he softly pushes your hand away and starts eating you out for hours, making you cum so many times until your form is all nice and pliant, your chubby cunt flowering open and begging for his cock to fill the empty depths. 

Rolling onto his belly he craves the friction that can only come from your silken walls gripping him, sucking him back in with every hard thrust he’d give you. But all he can do now is rut into his nest like a madman, growling roughly as his hips snap into the shredded cotton of his nest.   

Harpy Knight can’t control his wings as they furiously flap within the nest, smacking against the metal walls that surround him. Oh how he longs to wrap them around you, keeping you still as he drives into you harder and faster while you beg for more. Stories and rumors are all he has to go off of yet it’s enough to make him hopelessly in love with you. 

Moaning your name he fucks himself even harder, an arm slipping behind him to boldly pop a claw into his pulsing hole. Pleasure burns white hot at the added stimulation and his mind flips with the fantasy of what it would be like to be inside you, to feel your wandering hands explore him and fill him up in return. The thought has his cock twitching, balls tightening, knot swelling, the thought of you powerful enough to trigger it. 

Harpy Knight cums with a loud shout of your name, staring deeply at your painting as he shoots ropes and ropes of his release all over his nest till it’s soaked through. His knot aches with nothing to lock itself inside of and despite abandoning all he’s known he suddenly yearns to leave camp and head straight for you at the castle. 

Even after his orgasm begins to ebb and fade, his cock remains just as hard, clearly not satisfied without the real thing. Lifting a hand up to your painting he traces your features softly, and getting a bit of his cum on your face in the process. Which only has him leaking more into his nest. With a pained groan he starts rubbing his cock again, unable to stop till he’s fucked himself to exhaustion. He hasn’t even met you yet and you have his instincts this riled up. Who knows what will happen when he arrives at the castle. 

pt 2…?

[monstersholygrail]

First of all I would like to say I LOVE UR hybrid fics Pls do more Tiger bf x Deer fem!reader

BAHAHAHAHHAA OMG TYSM!!! This dude is both scaring me and making me crack the fuck up. Gosh I can’t even look at him without giggling. But I love the dedication and I feel like it shows a great picture of how much you want more of them haha.

But yes yes yes, I have a ton more hybrid pairing fics in general but also with Tiger Hybrid and Deer Reader. They’re a very adorable dynamic, total sunshine and grumpy vibes. I have some drafts for them as well as some interesting requests I wanna get into for them. So don’t worry you’ll be fed!!