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blindmagbrolena · 11 months

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Ruiner ( m!reader )

18+ 2.8k incubus!homelander x m!reader. bottom homelander, extremely dubious consent, oral, comeplay/eating, riding, dirty talk, tail fucking, mild mindbreak, transformation, possessive behavior, marathon fucking, multiple orgasm, tail oral? mild breathplay, no refractory period.

After weeks of exhaustion, no matter how much sleep you get, you wake to a strange visitor in your bed. In a dark and honied voice, he promises you the pleasures found only in eternity.

m!reader version of this fic. written for monsterlander mania just wanted to ride incubus!HL riding cock and getting cum-drunk. 🖤 thank you so much @homeb0ys for this SICK edit of our incubus boy!

For weeks, your nights have been plagued by a strange restlessness. No matter how early you retire to bed, you wake up heavy and groggy. It’s as if you close your eyes for a second, and then instantly wake twelve hours later, as unrested as ever. By the time you go to bed tonight, you’re nearly in a state of delirium, collapsing atop the covers without bothering to change your clothes.

The sun hasn’t set yet, but your eyes are too heavy to stay awake. Your whole body aches in misery.

“Please, just one… One good night,” you plead, bordering on tears as you curl up, nuzzling into your pillow. You fall asleep almost instantly–as you always do–and pray to anyone or anything willing to listen that this time, you actually rest.

You’re not sure what time it is when you wake. Strangely, it’s still dark out. You can’t remember the last time you woke before the sun rose, too exhausted to imagine it. Your head lolls from one side to the other, seeking out the LED glow of your clock, but you can’t make out the numbers. They’re bleary, and to your misery, you’re still heavy with fatigue.

The weight is more than that, though. You don’t just feel heavy, you feel something upon you. In the dark, you can make out a shadow above you. You trace the silhouette with your eyes, which widen as you see two glowing crimson spheres returning your stare.

“Hey you,” the figure above you purrs in a low voice so deliciously warm and sweet, you swear you taste it on your tongue. “Really did a number on you, didn’t I? You’re just so damn… tasty,” the figure coos, leaning down into the dim light of the moon spilling into your room, allowing you to properly see who is speaking to you.

You see strong features. Pronounced cheekbones, a broad, flat nose bridge, and the second the light hits them, those eerie red eyes shift into a handsome endless blue. His head is topped with a clean sweep of golden blonde hair, and when he tilts it, you see the distinct curve of long, twisting black horns jutting out on either side of it. You feel a scream build in your lungs, but it stays there, tight and unescaping in your chest. You realize you can’t move. You can’t speak.

“But I can admit when I’ve gone overboard, okay? And since you’ve been so good to me, I’m gonna be good to you,” he tells you, dragging a single finger down the line of your throat. It’s clawed, you realize belatedly, and you hear it cut through your clothing as easily as shears through paper.

You try desperately to choke out something, say anything, but it’s as if your throat is being held in an invisible vice lock. You’re shocked you can breathe.

“Shshshhhh,” he hushes, warm hands pulling the shreds of clothing from your body. You know your room is cold, but all you can feel is the heat rolling from the body atop yours like a burning hearth given flesh. “Relax. It’s me. And we’ve had so much fun together, you and I,” he says, leaning down to brush his lips over yours. The contact sparks like a shock of electricity, making you gasp. With that jolt comes a flash of images one after another, the blurry edges of them falling somewhere between memories and dreams only half remembered.

You’ve been here before, felt the lick of this heat against your skin. Your own moans echo in your ears like a cacophony of overlapping instances of self. Every inch of your skin feels hot, like you’ve just been submerged in a scorching bath. Flashes of nights spent in the throes of ecstasy assault your mind, and at the center of it all, a pair of lucent rubied eyes.

“That’s it, see now. See how you’ve been mine all along,” he murmurs, lips brushing the hollow of your throat. His tongue drags a hot trail down your chest, dipping to the side, where he sucks a mark into the swell of your right pec. He pulls away with a soft pop, and kisses his way to your nipple. This time, you can feel the inhuman length of his tongue coiling around the sensitive hard bud like a serpent before you feel the pull of his lips sucking at you.

He takes your opposite pec in his clawed hand and massages it with his palm, coaxing more noises from you, more exquisite pleasure. The miasma of his presence is so overwhelming, you can feel it in the weight of the air. Every breath you take feels heavy in your lungs. Bit by bit every drop of panic drains from you, replaced by sweltering shameless enjoyment. The more you allow it, the better his hands feel. His mouth feels best of all, a wicked thing that makes your skin feel so good it burns.

He uses his knees to spread your legs, and that’s when you feel the touch of something thick between your thighs, dragging up the curve of your ass, curling around your rapidly hardening cock. It moves strangely, with articulate deftness that defies all expectation. You jolt, a moan escaping you as it strokes you.. “What is that?” You rasp, unsure of when you became able to speak again.

“Me,” he tells you, and the feeling disappears. A second later, you see an appendage rise up behind him. A tail, you realize. It’s as black as his horns, long and ridged on the top. The bottom reminds you of the belly of a snake, with smooth scales that layer seamlessly down. You watch, transfixed, as he brings it to his lips and opens wide, taking it into his mouth. You see just a flash of gleaming, sharp fangs. When the tail pulls away, it’s coated in a shiny, thick layer of saliva.

It disappears, and you feel the pressure of it at your hole now, slowly and somehow painlessly easing you open, his saliva making it unnaturally slick. You feel each and every bump as it slips into you, firm but malleable. You writhe, letting out a jagged moan. You realize you can move when you reflexively grab onto his hair, though the knuckles of your right hand bump his horn. Instinctively, you take hold of his horn, giving it a sharp pull that makes him moan.

He pulls off of your nipple with a wet pop, both of which have grown tender under his attention. “More,” he encourages you, tilting his head to tug against your grasp. You comply, taking both of his horns into your hands and pushing his head down, down, down.

“Good, that’s good,” he growls, claws dragging tantalizing lines down your body, the sharpness of them drawing faint welts on your skin. He grabs your thighs and leans in to tongue the head of your aching cock, pulling another moan from you. “Take, sweetheart. Take as much as you want. Take like I take from you,” he says, words like an inferno breathed on the most sensitive part of you.

You swear you can feel strength returning to your body. Your eyes no longer burn with desire for sleep. For the first time in weeks, you truly feel awake again.

His tail pushes deeper inside you while his impossibly long tongue wraps around the length of your cock. You throw your head back and yank on his horns, back arching. You bounce your hips, fucking yourself down on his tail and up into his mouth. He laughs against you, humming in pure delight at the way you hold him in place, shamelessly using him for your mounting pleasure. The vibrations drive you steadily to the brink.

You feel feverish with need, sweat prickling your skin. His mouth feels silky and hot around you while the ridges of his tail make you writhe with every push and pull. You come hard, clenching down on his tail, legs tightening on either side of his head, yanking his horns hard enough that he makes a shuddering noise of pleasure against you, your cock buried all the way down his throat.

The euphoria is so intense that your vision turns white, but it doesn’t last. The waves fade out, and you’re left breathing heavily, wanting more. Your cock is still almost painfully hard in his mouth.

“More,” you voice immediately, even as your legs shake. He pulls off of you with a slurp and messily licks his lips, swiping his spit from his chin with his thumb before sucking it into his mouth. “I need more,” you say fervently.

He crawls up the length of your body like a stalking tiger, settling his weight overtop of you. He kisses you, licks the taste of sex and cinnamon into your mouth. His tongue curls around yours, pushing almost to the back of your throat. He breaks from you with a ragged breath. “You’ve kept me so well fed. Now it’s my turn to give you everything,” he vows, reaching down between your bodies.

Your brows furrow, lips parting on a silent cry as you feel him take hold of your cock in a firm grip, and in one slow, continuous slide, welcome you into the tight, wet inferno of his body. He moans, holding you still while he takes every inch of you.

“Been so fucking perfect for me. Beautiful cock always dripping for me before I even touch you. You want to feel like this forever, don’t you? But why be my pet when you could be my equal, hmm? I can make you like me,” he whispers, punctuating every word with a roll of his hips that brings you a little deeper each time. All the while, he’s still slamming his tail in and out of you. “And we’ll eat, fuck and live how we want for all eternity. Tell me that’s what you want.”

You keen, spreading your legs wider in an attempt to adjust to the girth of his tail. You nod eagerly. The last thing you want to do is leave this exquisite agony behind, return to the mundane monotony of your life beyond this burning perfection.

“Use your words, sweetheart,” he coos, cupping the side of your face. The sharp claw of his thumb drags across your cheek, barely light enough not to break the skin. He rocks his hips greedily, alternating his pace with the slide of his tail, which only gets thicker the deeper he fucks you. “Before I have to break you… Tell me that you want me to keep you.”

You grip his shoulders, struggling for breath. You feel so unbelievably full as he fucks you, both taking him and taken by him, floating on the overwhelm of sensation, but you’re present enough that his words send a shiver down your spine. “Yes. Yes, I want you to keep me. I want you to be mine forever,” you say, not wanting to lose this again. You don’t want to forget. You don’t want him to stop. You’re addicted to this. To him.

He moans loudly, dipping back down to kiss you. He takes hold of your throat and pulls his tail almost all the way out before driving it hard back in at the same time he bounces on your cock, swallowing up your answering noises while he picks up a punishing pace, pounding you into the mattress hard enough that the whole bed shakes, headboard slamming against the wall.

“Fucking… tight,” he moans as you get closer to another climax, his voice frayed and eager as his tail twists inside you. “I won’t insult you by stopping when you come. I’m going to fuck you until I can taste your come inside me,” he growls, hips snapping harder with each word. The combination of his tight, wet hole and thick tail slamming into you causes the last tether in you to snap, and you’re coming again, dragging your nails up his back while he mercilessly pounds you into the bed.

He’s just as unrelenting as he promised to be, growling into the crook of your neck. You gasp when he sinks his teeth into your skin, holding you in place and riding you like an animal until he, too, succumbs to his pleasure, his groan muffled into your flesh while a rush of heat splatters over your stomach, ribbons of it reaching all the way up to your chest.

You’re sure that’s the end of it.

You’re wrong.

He doesn’t stop thrusting. His cock is still hard where it bounces against your stomach, his lust insatiable as he grinds down against you. “No breaks for you,” he rasps, lapping at the bite he left at your neck. He dips further down to lick his own come from your chest. “This is your only purpose now.”

He straightens up, arching his back to take you deeper, sinking his full weight down on you. You hear a noise behind him that sounds like tree branches snapping, and two enormous, leathery black wings unfurl from his back. His eyes glow like burning coals in the darkness. You give a shuddering moan as his tail slides out of you, reappearing over his shoulder.

He brings it right to your lips.

“Open,” he murmurs. You do, parting your lips and welcoming the silky slide of his tail on your tongue. He tastes like salt, sex and warm spices. Your eyelids flutter as you suck, moving your tongue greedily over the tip of it. He bows his forehead back down against your shoulder, moaning in your ear so hungrily that you realize it must feel good to him. You suck harder, and sure enough, he shudders, pinning you down by your shoulders while he fucks himself harder.

“Ffffuck, you’re so fucking good for me. Take me so good, feel so good inside me. Perfect cock for breeding every fucking hole. You’ll give me every drop, won’t you?” His rhythm never falters despite how ruined his own voice sounds. He pushes his tail deeper into your mouth, fucks your throat the same way he fucks himself on your cock, making it hard to breathe.

He comes again, dragging you over the threshold with that same intense clench of his body. You tremble all over, lightheaded from lack of oxygen. His tail slips from your lips only to be replaced by his thumb hooking the corner of your mouth. He peers inside, and his lips split into a wicked grin. “Good boy,” he rumbles, prying your mouth open wider, inspecting your teeth. Confused, you roll your tongue along your top teeth, and only then do you understand.

You have fangs.

Before you can express your disbelief, he kisses you again, rocking against you in comparatively leisurely thrusts, luxuriating in the soaking wet mess you’ve made of his hole, your own come spilling and wetting your lap and balls. “Just a little more, sweetheart, and you’ll be just like me. You and me? We’re gonna eat this whole fucking world alive.”

You lose track of how much time goes by. You lose track of how many times you come. How many times he comes. He fucks you until your hole and cock are both raw, and your voice hoarse. He kisses, licks and bites his way over every inch of you. It’s as if he desperately wants to devour you, and the only thing holding him back is his promise to keep you.

You don’t have a single thought left in your head other than fucking him deeper, feeling more of him, tasting more of him. You’re so intoxicated by his perpetually tight, velvety hole that it’s made you stupid, focused only on the pleasure he has to offer you. It should hurt, you think, and yet all you feel is resplendent euphoria.

He changes you. You grow more than fangs; your nails turn to claws, and you can feel the weight of horns on your skull. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he moans, coming on you again, adding to the slick mess he’s left between your bodies. You feel his tail twist around yours. You scoop your fingers through the layer of come on your stomach, and he hungrily sucks them clean.

“So fucking perfect. I love you, I love you, I love you,” he chants deliriously, adjusting your body against his own as he starts to ride again. When his eyes aren’t red, they’re pitch black, pupils blown and cum-drunk.

The sun never does rise. You’re not sure that it ever will.

You don’t care, though. Not so long as you’re his, and he’s yours.

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lady-ashfade · 1 year

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Pup

Prowler!Miles x Gn!Dog-Hybrid!Reader.

Notes: The reader and him aren’t a couple, yet. But they both have feelings for each other. It’s just that miles is constantly teasing the reader by calling them a name they don’t like.

Type: Very short drabble.

Warnings: Miles being kinda dick in a cute way, reader being a simp for a minute, teasing, kinda bullying.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

The sound of your tail hitting the floor went unheard by you as your train of thought only focused on the boy in front of you. His braids falling behind his tone back while he focused on whatever he was working on. Honestly he had told you earlier but you forgot everything else. He was just too handsome.

“Control your tail.” He commented louder and it made you snap out of it. His tone sounding unamused. Grabbing your tail and biting your lip embarrassed, your body now on fire. You muttered a soft apology that he could barely hear over the music. Groaning again he looked back over his shoulder, his eyes looking like the universe to you.

“Speak up, Pup.” He smirked.

You glared harshly at him for a second because of the nickname, you hated it. “Fuck off.” You flipped him off and a very low chuckle roared from his throat. He was amused now at seeing you mad. Turning back around with a light grin on his face to continue whatever he was doing you glared at the back of his head.

I’ll show you a pup.

But your plan failed…Miserably.

After you stood up and tried to ran and give him a surprise attack he had already been planing a attack on his own. Only not physical. Something bright orange and round passed by you and your attention was quick to follow. A ball! Turning around you chased after it and caught it when it hit the ground the first time and bounced back up.

Miles watched you grabbed ahold of the ball and your tail swaying from side to side aggressively. His chest filled with pride that he showed his own point.

“Good job, pup.”

You threw the ball back at him and it would have hit him, if he didn’t move out of the way. He laughed at your facial expression, “Stop calling me that.” You stomped your foot as your tail stood up. He leaned on the table with one hand and raised a brow.

“Or what?”

Gears turned in your head and he could see you trying to comeback with something threatening but it never came. It was priceless. “That’s what I thought, now sit back down.”

“Miles,” his ears caught something he had never heard before. A drop in your voice. “I’ll give you five seconds to run.” He looked down as your claws came out and he could see your teeth grow, a growl coming from your throat. Grabbing ahold of his gloves he smirked ready for some fun.

“Bring it on, pup.”

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sashiavi · 2 months

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I tried to go through all your post to see if you ever did an animal for Elliot!

Just wondering if you came up for an animal for him. I love all your writings about the sdv hybrids so i would love to see what you come up with.

I’ve been thinking about Elliot as an animal but i think he would be good as a fox (the hair) or maybe even selkie since he lives on the beach

anyways love your work! <3

Hybrid!Elliott - What Suits Him Best?

Ahh it's true I haven't gotten anything for Elliott yet </3 I think I really struggle to capture him/embody the features I want to push within a narrative, but-! For You, my Dearest Anon~ let's try a little deep dive~

I've never truly sat down to appreciate him, and I do feel a little bad, he's so darling and handsome ♡

A Fox would suit him quite nice I think, a little quiet, reserved and out of the way - very intelligent and timid, but definitely opens up with time ♡

Sort of thinking of the characteristics of a fox, he is quite ambitious but I don't particularly see him as a trickster.. But he is so darling and cute, doing his best to keep his nipping fangs to himself, tail swishing behind him as he silently accompanies you back to the farm after a long Friday Night...

There's a glint in his eye, a flick of greeny-bronze shined by the firelight of your living room. Oh how darling you look beneath him, face down, ass up- his clawed hands delicately threatening to peirce into your skin, little fangs grazing your neck, nose scenting the supple spot behind your ear..

I also think a Bunny or a Hare would fit him too! Mostly because of the imagery of the White Rabbit from Alice in Wonderland hehe ~ So proper and well dressed!

With that, I like the idea of him really, really trying to keep himself in check, not letting those silly secondary instincts roll over him and push past his manners.

But it's hard to hide when his tall and fluffy ear twitches, his cotton tail wags behind his coat- his dress shoe tap, tap, taps against the ground in an impatient thump - an action he didn't mean, truly! He can't help the poor ache behind his trouser seam, the sting of his belt buckle digging into his navel~

Bunny stamina is truly no joke! Elliott's hips snap and fuck, humping quick little pushes of his drooly cock into you~ Yoba, he slips out and barely even realises, silly hips still continuing their squirming, pudgy bunny tip knocking lovingly into your clit over and over.

And finally~ I think he could also be a Deer!Hybrid. A mature buck, aged finely, oh so gentle and doting, so caring and especially protective.

He would take such extra special care of his antlers, looking so clean and proper, preened in his appearance, always looking to elegant and put together. He is still quite the weary man, of course, but his efforts help him gain up the courage to approach you.

As timid and shy as deer come, it doesn't stop Elliott from mounting you, using the thick blessing between his legs to sweetly bully into your sweetness. His forearms rest above your head, his neck bared to your face, keeping you nice and caged in, protected from his antlers, from his urge to nip, from the outside of the sweet little space he'd created.

Rest assured his sweet Deer tail wags with joy, spotted back arching as your nails dig sweetly into his skin. It's okay... Of course you can cling on to his burly shoulders, wrap your thighs around his spotted hips, just helps him push his thick Buck cock into your little cunt ♡

Also random? Whenever I think of the SDV Bachelors as monster boys I always picture Elliott as a centaur hehe

Some Elliot Food ♡ I hope I could deliver well!

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pursuitseternal · 3 months

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“The Ninth Day” is a 🐺howling good time with Wolfstarion in “Antics of the Newly Ascended”

Ascended Astarion x f!Reader | Explicit | 2.7K

Summary: Lord Astarion manages to offend a powerful Archdruid, resulting in a powerful curse. Don’t make jokes about being in a ‘rut’ around a Druid, Astarion learns as he’s bound in wolf form… with a very pressing need.

CW: comedy/ smut (cummedy?), humanoid werewolf smut, Wolfstarion is a bad boi, zoomies, leg humping, bad dog behavior, long hair, clawed, knotted A!A, PiV, creampie, outdoor garden sex, knotting kink

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For every scathing glare from your staff, for every quietly chastising comment of, “The Master would disapprove,” you grow more irascible. Your footsteps echo through the Crimson Palace halls with quick succession.

“The IS the Master…” you snarl in reply with increasing irritability and flail wider to the great quicksilver wolf behind you.

His laugher rumbles in your head, louder every fucking time.

You make it to the doors of the vaults at last, away from judgmental and prying eyes before you finally snap. “You had to insult an Archdruid, you idiot,” you hiss as he sits on his haunches in the hall beside you. His wolfish mouth smirks somehow, his ears twitch with arrogance. “Not every Druid is as free spirited and forgiving as Halsin, and not every powerful, intimidating Archdruid has the humor enough for jokes about being stuck in a…. Oh what was it again…” you sneer, pretending you’ve forgotten.

“Being stuck in a rut, my darling… not being able to stand the… heat,” his voice ripples with giggles inside your head. “It was just too easy to draw out the humor of the situation. It’s not my fault he was too dense and unevolved to appreciate my witty repartee.” The wolf in front of you begins to snake his tail back and forth across the floor. Wagging it in insufferable conceit.

“It’s not funny, Astarion,” you huff. “He said your arrogance would come back to bite you.”

Your love… your wolf… bares his fangs as he tilts that pointed face up at you. “And bite I shall with these fangs. Aren’t they impressive? I have always been known for a handsome set of fangs, but these, these I could get used to, my dear.”

“I’d call you cheeky, but this borders on self-destructive, Astarion,” you grumble. Slicing your finger open on your own fang, you apply the blood to the unseen lock on the vault door. “We have to have something in here that can break your spell. We collected enough potions and spells and magical items on our journey to riffle through for days.” Inwardly you sigh, a daunting task given you’re the only one now with opposable thumbs.

You hear him padding along behind you, claws scrabbling on the white tile of the vault. “Honestly, if I could harness this form, think of the possibilities…” he muses in your head. “I could not only call on wolves but lead them, such a more ferocious form for invasions and battles than a bat.”

You hear him stop, his panting suddenly wet and loud. Turning around, you stare into his long face, those crimson eyes glowing in the dim light of the vaults, eyes set at your exact height as he sits. “I’m sure there are other… possibilities with this form we could explore together,” he croons into your head, low and dulcet and seductive tones.

You furrow your brow, watching that frame heaving with every breath he takes, his tongue lolling out slowly before he runs that dripping pinkness all around his maw. And you huff, exasperated at the untimely advance. “I’ve said no to bat sex and mist sex… why do you think this would be different?”

“Because you haven’t seen the… full portfolio of talents this form could give us, darling,” his voice rasps in your ear, tingles down your spine.

“Out,” you order, quietly but firmly. “Go outside, go take yourself for a walk in the gardens. Go mark some trees and chase some squirrels, you bad dog.”

“I prefer naughty wolf,” he corrects you with a low growl in his throat. He chuffs at you, his breath forceful enough to blow its heat on your face.

“Go outside, Astarion, before you knock over some other cursed object or break a potion bottle and make this worse.” You snarl back at him, pointing back to the hall and other stairs.

He stands, annoyed, ears twitching and pinning back as his hackles raise slightly. “You’re being rather demanding, my consort.”

“And you’ve already been enough trouble, thank you,” you grumble, turning to the shelves to start your search for an antidote or counterspell. “I’ve already had word sent to Halsin, you come fetch me the moment his reply arrives.”

“Cheeky, bossy little pup,” he snaps, claws clacking as he retreats as ordered, “I’ll go.”

It seems hours pass as you push through spell scrolls and potion bottles. Every so often he whines at you down your bond. Begging to be let back in. You shake your head and remind him to be a good boy and keep an ear out for word from Halsin. At first, your replies are returned with his little flickers of happiness from your praise, but after an hour or so, they have decidedly gotten more annoyed, more whiny and impatient.

At last, you rummage through one last ancient, weathered bag. “Ah ha! I found one!” you exclaim to yourself. A Remove Curse scroll.

But your love must be eavesdropping as you hear his voice inside your head again. “Hurry… something is….”

His voice turns guttural, a gruff pant at the back of his throat. And then, sniffing.

“I’m coming,” you reply, picking up your skirts and clutching the scroll as you hurry towards the gardens.

A servant stops you as you hustle through the foyer, a note from Master Halsin having just arrived. Gripping it in your hand too, you make for the gardens. Hedges line the pebbled path, large canine footprints scatter across it, four-toed and claw-marked prints run all helter skelter. Silver fur catches here and there on the ground, as if someone had a really good scratch.

He’s nowhere to be seen, even with all the evidence that he is here. You feel eyes on you. “Astarion, it’s not a game,” you chide him, pulling out the scroll of Remove Curse, just in case.

You hear his paws rush you, his fangs snapping shut and tearing the scroll, a barking laugh in his furry throat as he tears it with every shake of his head.

“No! Bad Ascendant!” you chide, using the unchewed half of the scroll to whack him.

Astarion… or whatever he is now… shakes his head and ripples his thick, curly white coat as he barks his laughter.

His crimson eyes are deep set in that pointed skull, glowing in the afternoon light. His frame is rigid, taut, stalking you on thick, silent paws as he approaches.

“Oh… darling…” he calls inside your mind, his voice is sing-song and seductive, taunting you darkly, playfully.

“Oh… shit…” you reply. “No, no, absolutely not.” You back away once you’ve eyed that massive, smooth, and pink cock hard beneath him. “Go run around or something….”

“Or something?” he chuckles, low in his wolf-throat.

“You just had to joke about ruts and heat, now look at you,” you scowl, exasperated. “You brought this on yourself, arrogant asshole.”

“Arrogant asshole with a massive, knotted cock,” he chuckles, prowling closer and closer. “Come on, darling, aren’t you the least bit curious? Or perhaps I can play on that hero’s conscience. Won’t you help a poor, pathetic creature? Won’t you give me aid?”

“I am aiding you, just not by spreading my legs, you mongrel.” He just laughs, deep in his chest as he starts to sniff at your skirts. Distraction, you need a distraction. You scan the garden, a nice thick stick beside you… Halsin’s letter in one hand, you grab the twisted branch with the other and shake it. “Go on…” you tease it close to his maw as you had with Scratch all that time ago… “Come on, my good boy…”

His wide white ears twitch happily at that moniker, his bushy tail wagging. That cute pet name breaks the haze of his lust, tapping into the only thing he seeks more than sex… praise.

“That’s right, good boy, you wanna play?” your tone is childish, and he would undoubtedly take insult if his mind wasn’t running on horny-wolf-heat hormones. Using all your vampiric bride strength, you toss the stick across the gardens, hoping you hit the back wall to give you enough time to read the missive from Halsin. As he bolts off on four legs, you deftly use your two hands to tear open the seal and skim read.

Powerful Druidic enemies… arousal curse… induces heat and rut… let the boy tire himself out… a few hours at worst…

“Fuck,” you curse, hearing his panting beside you. His nose prods into your hands.

“Why does that smell like bear, my consort?” he drools, sniffing and panting at the parchment in your grasp. You ball it up and chuck in into the distance too.

Instantly, his four paws scramble after it, kicking up gravel to scatter in your face. “For fucks sake…” you grumble, collapsing to a granite bench and taking a sigh. “Just have to let him tire himself out. Godsdammit, Halsin!” you groan, hearing those fateful paws loping back at you.

“Halsin?” he growls, possessive ire just starting to ripple down your bond. “Is that why you stink of bear?” He plants those front paws heavily on your bent knees, claws scratching through your skirt. “You are mine… how dare you smell like another male,” he’s snarling, a full set of canine teeth glinting in the sun.

“Relax, it’s just Halsin, my love,” you laugh, but it only makes him furrow those bushy lupine brows and chuff in your face. “Feeling… threatened?” you tilt your head, smirking. “Worried you’re not the alpha?”

“I am always the alpha,” he barks out loud and snarls into your mind. His body lurches to cover you, filling your face with thick, white fur. Paws press on either side of your body, and at first you giggle at his troublemaking…. Until you feel him humping your leg. His voice repeats over and over terms of his possessive love.

“Dammit, Halsin,” you groan inwardly, bemoaning that there is no better advice than to just let him wear himself out… and so you sit there for a few long minutes.

He pants with every grind… until with a wave of magic, and a burst of fur, Astarion leans over you in all his vampiric glory. His eyes are wide with surprise, almost suddenly aware of himself. “What in the hells…” he looks at where he’s grinding against your leg.

Your jaw drops as the magic seems to shimmer around you, his form shifted but not… quite. Long, curled, rumpled hair falls to his shoulders, those eyes still glowing crimson, his teeth all sharpened into feral points as he looks at you agape as well. Long clawed nails still dig into your thighs, as he catches his breath. Your love, somewhere between elf and wolf and vampire, sputters like a child at his own transformation. And you giggle. “Your aim is a tad off,” you tease. “But it’s good to have you back, my love.”

“My aim?” He huffs, supremely offended as he shifts between your thighs to kneel in the mess of your skirts. “I’ll have you know…”

You pull his hand up to kiss his palm, letting him see the new monstrous claws at the literal tips of his fingers. “What did that wretch of a Druid do to me?” he growls, his voice still ragged and lupine deep in his chest.

You cock your brow, pulling the long strands of his quicksilver hair out and twirling it so he can see. Finally, you run the soft pad of your thumb along his bottom lip, sliding it inside to drag over the razor points of all his teeth. “It’ll wear off, I’m sure,” I croon. “Now, I believe you were trying to prove yourself ever the alpha?”

He runs a single claw down your cheek, the edge just hard enough to make your skin prickle and your spine shiver. “I’m afraid, darling, there’s not much I need to prove. You’re mine, remember?”

His usually dulcet tones are darkened with gravel, his smirk a pointed snarl behind his lips. That spell still quakes in his bones, his strength still thrumming with magic as he pushes you down along the top of the bench. The granite, hard and cold and unyielding beneath you, is barely wide enough for your hips. But Astarion doesn’t notice, or he doesn’t seem to care—not as that potent need to rut and mark you as his hums in his veins. Long nails tear at your silken skirt as he fumbles to lift it around your hips, the fabric rending over each claw. He just laughs again as he wraps his arms around you and effortlessly slides you across the rough stone, yanking you until you bare folds press against his hips.

You gulp, that outline of his erection also still inexplicably altered. You can feel it—hot and long and… knotted.

“Hells, Astarion,” you gasp, “you’re still…”

“Mmm, yes, I am,” he grinds against you. “I shall have to write that humorless wretch of an Archdruid a thank you note for what I’m about to do to you.”

His claws make a mess of his buttons, sending the little brass rounds flying into the gravel. It’s how you know he’s too blinded by the magic, too possessed by his need to fuck if he’s ruining his clothes. The thought barely has time to make you laugh before he claws back into your hips and sheathes himself inside you, stopping only at his knot. His fanged mouth opens to groan in relief, your warm wet satisfying the drive of the magic that still courses in his body.

He bends into you, kisses planted inside your thighs, his sharp teeth nipping into your flesh but enough to bruise and mark you. Just enough to tease you with pain as those hips roll hypnotically into your cunt. With every thrust, his knot bumps against your folds, barely parting them. Already you’re too full, that monstrous length ramming you gently as he takes his time. The smooth swipe of his cock into you quickens your heart and draws out your wetness, but it’s his damned mouth along your calves that muddles your every thought. “Fuck,” you curse, your voice barely more than a rattle as he just laughs in reply.

“Fuck, indeed,” his words rumble, muffled against your flesh as he bites your skin with all his might in that tender, ticklish underside of your knee.

Your scream bounces off the garden walls, a sound that has long ceased to draw the help of your servants.

He picks up his pace, now it's punishing and rough, his body chasing his release and craving the end of his heat as he ruts. His eyes practically glow as he stares intensely where you join, his teeth bared and his claws dug into your hips. The instant his crimson gaze flickers up to yours, your climax rams through you harder than even he’s fucking. It tears you apart with pain and pieces you back together with pleasure. For every growling grunt he makes, you sigh; for every scrape of his nails down your skin, your back arches off the granite and your limbs tremble. You babble his name amidst the screams he coaxes from your lips, but nothing breaks your voice like the moment he shoves that knot deep inside you. His snarl roars above you, cracking his own vocal chords, claws gripped into the fabric of your skirts. Eyes wild and wide, he smiles that sharp-toothed smirk at you for a split second before lowering himself in for a kiss. A kiss all fangs and tongue and hot breath. A groan slips past your teeth, your belly aching with pressure as his cum fills you, locked hard and fast inside by that infernal knot.

The slightest shift of his body, and his knot tugs against your walls, a cry ripping from your mouth in response.

“Careful, darling. Don’t spoil the fun. We still have to make the most of this gift,” he purrs and chuckles and caresses your thighs again. “I’m thinking… we can probably work in two… maybe three more times before the magic is completely gone…” he smirks and snaps his mouth of monstrous teeth together.

You lay back, laughing and cursing Halsin’s advice… to just let him tire himself out.

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Ocean Deep Ch16 Miscommunications And Escape Plans

(Warnings: Mentioning of Yn's wounds and Koyuki's illness.

I bring food to all you Tengen simps. Also a quick recap of the Mers fish tails because someone asked me to add them as they forgot. I also included the other boys so everyone's caught up.

Kyojuro is a lionfish mer such as the one drawn by yuki2sksksk linked below.

Tengen would be a white butterfly koi fish mer.

Makio is a Golden Dragon Koi mer

Suma is a (all blue) Halfmoon Betta Fish mer

Hinatsuru is a Strawberry Peacock Cichlid mer

Giyuu is a Demanson's Cichlid mer purely because I think the colors match him perfectly.

Sanemi and his family are bullshark mers and look like the link below. Same artist who drew the Mer Kyojuro.

Akaza is a Betta Fish mer also by the same artist linked below.

And Finally Obanai is a Coral Reef Snake mer specially the black and white version.

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Your eyes widened.

A pair of puckered lips came at you-

And warmth hot your face as your hands quickly covered your mouth and Tengen ended up kissing the back of your hands. The feeling of something that wasn't your lips caused him to blink his eyes back open and blinked just inches away from your wife eyed red face.

He blinked before pulling away and giving you an annoyed pout. "Hey! What gives?! I caught you fair n's square!"

You could only stare up red faced and blushing. "W-What the heck is wrong with you?!" You stuttered out muffled by your hands still firmly clasped over your mouth.

"Me? You're the one who decided to tease me and ran away! Now I caught you and now you I kiss you then you chase me..Or I can just chase you again if you prefer.~" You did NOT find the playful smirk he wore handsome and you did not squeak when he growled out. Rubbing his nose into your hands and letting out a content sigh.

In the distance behind you somewhere, there was a loud splash like someone hit the water in anger before cursing. "FOR FUCKS SAKE!! FIRST THE BETTA THEN THE FLASHY FUCKER!! HOW THE HELL ARE THEY HAVING MORE LUCK THAN I AM?!"

You could barely make out the angry shouting. You couldn't see anything past the giant torso- HOLY SHIT HIS MUSCLES WERE HUGE!! You were terrified of his size and build before because of all the damage he proved he could do but now-

"My eyes are up here, Darling.~ My chest doesn't talk..Well not in same way my mouth does.~" You could've fainted right then and there when he intentionally made his muscles flex.

She gave the most attractive squeak as a strong hand found itself suddenly holding her hand, strong enough to pull it was Your mouth as his other arm had no problem holding you bridal style against him. A deep hum escaped the man as he pressed a closed eyed kiss to the delicate skin. Strong calloused fingers slipping between smaller delicate ones. Warm breath sending goosebumps along the soft flesh giving way to a shiver as he smiled wider against the flesh. Again. Again. His lips were pressed against the hand until eyes opened and found himself sighing in content. Goosebumps spread under his touch as a hand gently placed itself under her chin, claws gently dragging along the skin as he directed her head too him. A shiver from her body, warmth caressing her face as orbs shrouded by deepened desire and half lidded by a want.

Warmth spread across her face and a moment later lips melted into a kiss. He made no comment back. Embracing the woman against his chest tightly and deepening the kiss, his embrace increasing slightly. Smaller hands found themselves gripping the front of his haori. Everything blurring and unimportant, the only thing that mattered was this woman in his grip. Her everything. His everything.

T H E I R E V E R Y T H I N G.

Suma's. Hinatsuru's. Makio's. Kyojuro's. All thiers. Her sweet lips. Her beautiful smile. Her shining eyes. Her soft touch- A shiver ran through her under his hands when one hand found the side of her cheek, a rumble from his chest showed amusement much to her embarrassment. He had her right where she was supposed to be, in his arms and his own-

Until a distant woman's scream sounded out.

"UZUI!!"

You turned away from the warmth slightly to peer up startled at the surroundings although that didn't deter the merman who continued trailing kisses from the corner of your lips to the bottom of your left cheek, white hair tickling the left side of your face. The form of a highly concerned pink eyed woman rushing towards you both.

"K-Kanae-"

"Eh. Ignore her." A hand gently tugged your face back towards him and once again your lips met-

Until another scream pierced the air making you turn away from him again as he trailed after you but stopped when you placed a hand over his mouth. "S-S-STOP!!"

He blinked as you pushed his head away from his own flushed worse than a school girl getting kissed by her crush for the very first time. ..Until his free hand reached out to gently touch yours and kissed the inside of your palm gently. Making you jump.

"TENGEN, PUT HER DOWN!!", Kanae shouted almost panicked as she rushed over towards you both. Picking up the hem of her dress and kicking up sand as she skidded to a stop in front of you both. "BAD MERMAID!! PUT HER DOWN!!"

You squeaked out loudly when you were suddenly grabbed by Kanae and yanked free from Tengen's grasp and you stumbled onto your feet, nearly falling over on your stomach if Kanae hadn't pulled you back upright. Her face twisted to an angry scowl to Tengen before snapping a concerned look at you.

"Y/n, are you alright?," she asked as you clutched at your chest.

Your heart was hammering like a herd of wild horses stampeding, and your face burnt like a fire was lit under your skin. And you were pretty sure you were shaking because your legs felt like jelly you canned. "....I t-think m-m-my life flashed before my eyes."

"Ah! I'd expect nothing but that kinda reaction from my flamboyant kisses." Kanae shot the merman another scowl as he winked. "I'm a very well experienced lover- HEY!!" He sputtered and leaned back down on his belly to avoid the wave of sand cascading over his head from a woman's foot. "What gives?!"

"SHOO!! ALL OF YOU GET!!" Kanae shooed her arms at Tengen giving him another kick of sand when he didn't get moving. "Go on! You scared her half to death chasing her down the beach like that! Shoo!"

He gave a small cat like hiss when the sand hit his scales. "Hey! Lay off! She initiated courtship first- AH! ALRIGHT WOMAN!! You sure enjoy taking the fun outta love y'know that?"

Tengen gave another puppy dog kicked look at you..but turned and started dragging himself back across the sand and towards the water. She held her annoyed frown watching him until he slipped into the water his tail giving a few snacks to the surface before her gaze then turned towards the left and narrowed at the other mers around her.

"That goes for the rest of you too! I won't have anymore trouble from you today." More shooing motions from her hands were made towards. "Go on. Shoo, shoo, shoo! Back to the ocean with you."

You shakily looked up from where you stood, and froze as at least three other mers besides Tengen were staring at you all. THERE WAS MORE OF THEM!? You jumped as the long snake creature hisses lowly but turned and disappeared slithering behind the large rocks he laid on. The second one who had white hair and large pointed ears gave her a look of pure hurt, as if he actually was physically hurt by her words.

"But..Kanae, I-"

"Sanemi, just-..!" Her head turned away from him and her eyes closed refusing to look at him. "Just go home! Go away and leave me alone already! Y-You've done enough!"

There was a silence as the mer in the Water's eyes widened and.. became slightly watery. Before he let out a growl and with a loud THUNK disappeared back under the blue surface. You could vaguely make out his greyish form quickly swimming away towards the south before he vanished completely. Another splash made you look further away and saw Shinobu waving a hand at the water as ripples temporarily distorted the rolling waves. There was nothing but silence for a moment until something suddenly appeared in front of you making you jump as Kanae's frowning face appeared before you annoyed.

"Where were you this morning?", she demanded in a tone harsher than her soft face executed,arms crossed. "You worried Koyuki sick with pulling a stunt like that! It's very dangerous here if you aren't careful!" She gazed over your nightgown as you still clutched it. "And you're all soaked! Did Tengen do this?"

"N-No!" You quickly held up your hands in the merman's defense. "I fell in myself. I-It's a long story. A-Actually he's the one who helped me get back up. "

"Well don't you run off again! You're in enough trouble as it is-" She stopped noticing a familiar white haired jewel covered head bobbing in the water suddenly being joined by a head of firey hair and three ladies.. She grabbed you hand with a jump and pulled you quickly towards the large house. "Inside quickly."

"Y/N'S BETTER!! LOOK!! Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!," You heard Suma's unmistakable voice calling behind you but surprisingly Kanae was quite strong for a petite girl.

You were quickly pulled across the beach, up the few steps, and straight through the open door by Kanae as her sister calmly followed behind you both much slower. You were stopped only when you were pulled into the room Koyuki was still in, only this time Mitsuri and Kanao was there too. By their position you guessed they were watching the skirmish outside from the window.

"This is serious." Kanae let go of your hand matching back into the hallway muttering to herself as Shinobu finally walked in with her slow pace. Watching calmly as her sister walked by and stuck her head out the door to make sure no one was there before sliding the door back shut licking it in the process. "At this rate none of us will be able to go home, and all of our hard work will be jeopardized."

Her footfalls came back up towards the hallway and once again reappeared. Everyone watched as she stepped to the window and locked it as well before drawing the curtains dosing most of the light just as Shinobu walked in too.

"Kanae, calm yourself."

"I am calm. I'm also just really worried!", she frowned at Shinobu who hummed before looking towards you.

Her eyes looked you up and down raising a brow at how soaked and covered in sand you were. "Let me guess. She tried running off the island."

You blinked. "How'd you know?"

"We did that the first day we were brought here." Another hum. "..I think we should explain it to her. It's obvious she's involved like us so it'd save everyone else the headaches."

Kanae slowly sighed and nodded in agreement. "You're right but first let us get her cleaned up and into some warm clothes."

Twenty minutes later you were happily seated in a circle on the floor, in a normal dress, and had your hair wrapped up in a towel as everyone else sat still. Mitsuri was nice enough to make everyone some tea and handed you a cup after Shinobu looked over your wounds again to make sure you were still alright.

"Thank you." She smiled at you brightly as you took the cup of green tea from her. "I didn't know that tea leaves grew on the island."

"They don't. We just found a few sealed tins of it in the back," Mitsuri clarified.

"Well we should be getting back on topic." Kanae gave a glance from where she stood out into the hallway. It must've been noon by now. She closed the door and locked it too, nevermind the front door was also locked and turned back towards you all. "Alright. Straight to business then." Her look could cut diamonds as she looked at you. "How'd you come to be here?"

You blinked. "Didn't they already tell you? I was attacked by a crazy stalker and they apparently brought me here. I don't even know exactly where here is from the coast still."

"How'd you meet those mers out there?," she pressed harder.

You frowned now. Didn't they tell them that too? Maybe they just told Tengen? "I found them by accident in someone's barn except for Kyojuro. I found him washed up along the river while fishing."

Shinobu turned to her sister with a smile. "That matches up with what we were told. She's alright to talk to."

Kanae nodded still not looking away from you. Instead she slowly sat down by Kanao. "That's good. Then we won't bother you with anymore unnecessary questions." Thank goodness for that at least. "Y/n what happened between you and Tengen while you were gone?"

You paused raising the warm cup to your lips to blink at her. "Oh that?" You shrugged. "To be honest I don't exactly know. He kinda just went crazy and started chasing me down the beach like I was a full course meal or something! By the way-" You pointed at her giving a deadpanned look. "-nothing with a fish tail should be allowed to crawl that fast on land. It's a freak of nature!" Mitsuri giggled at your response and you shot her a frown.

"Well what were you doing before he did that? What did he say? It's important."

You hummed slowly removing your stink eye from Mitsuri who still looked amused. "Well, I fell in the water and he was nice enough to get me out. And then we mostly talked. He's very braggy that one."

"That definitely sounds like the fish. All glitter no brains."

You resisted laughing at Shinobu's description of Tengen and just nodded. "Yep. That's him. He said he just wanted to apologize and make sure I wasn't dead and thank me for helping them." You shrugged again making sure to take a long sip of your drink before continuing. "Oh. I also got him to promise not to sink anymore ships so that's something."

"What happened just before he started chasing you?" Shinobu rose a brow. "You must've done something to get him excited."

You thought about it for a long moment. "...Nothing really. He joked about me using CPR as kissing so I told him I'd never kiss him if he was going to be like that but im different words." It was then the five other girls gave each other wide eyed looks. "...What?"

"Y/n. Did you tell him that in a normal way ..or were you teasing him?"

You blinked. "We were joking around. He's the one that got in over his head."

"Oh..Ooh no."

"Oh no what? What's going on?"

They slowly looked at one another before Shinobu inhaled. "I'll just come right out and break the ice!" She clasped her hands and turned back to you with a strained smile. "Y/n. Mermaids play chase with each other when they're romantically interested."

There was silence in the air as everyone looked between Shinobu and you.

You stared widely. "...What?"

"And his teasing you was in actuality his way of flirting with you. In his point of view you were totally flirting back."

"WHAT?!" The cup nearly tumbled from your hands.

"Did any of the others try any certain behaviors when they were with you?" Shinobu continued casually as if you weren't in total shock. "Grooming behaviors such as combing hair? Or maybe they tried to feed you something?"

"I-...W-Wait! What the heck was that last bit you dumped on me?!"

"Answer the questions please."

"Y-Yeah..All of that actually but what has that have to do with me?!"

"Did any of them try giving you anything? Like maybe seashells or fish or even something valuable?"

"I-"...You paused. Eyes going wide when you remembered a certain fire haired merman and his ring. "Oh gods... Kyojuro tried proposing to me- B-BUT I GAVE HIM BACK THE RING AND TOLD HIM NO!!"

"Well good news! They don't think you're married! However they probably think you're most definitely interested."

"What? But how?! I clearly didn't want anything and I told them that!"

"You see that's the problem. They don't have the same understanding as we do. I think you should take a look at the book we found. It explains everything!"

"Book? What? You were so confused right now. First you were talking about Mermaid coupling and now a book?

You didn't get much of a say before you were just handed over a book. A blue covered book by Koyuki who practically waved it in front of your face. You blinked before leaning back to take in the faded words carved and then inked into the cover. ..'A Researcher's Guide To Magical Creatures And How To Avoid Them Vol. 1.' ... You rose a brow and turned to Koyuki and then back to the two sisters.

"We found it on one of the shelves while we were looking around. We think a researcher left it here on the island while studying them. It's been really helpful in guiding us around this trouble. Opening it to chapter five."

You still didn't know what to think about this, but decided that you had nothing to lose, so the half empty cup was slowly placed down onto the floor next to you and your hands slowly took the book from Koyuki giving her a small thanks. ..F/c eyes looked at the book, then at the girls, then back to the book.. Before hands slowly opened it and started flipping through the pages. Chapter one centaurs. Chapter two elves. Wow. This was a pretty thick book. Every chapter must've been at last a thousand pages each. Chapter three- Ah. Here we go. Mermaids and Sirens. Apparently there was a difference??

"Skip to like fifty pages in." Koyuki pointed out to you.

..Ok. If it'll get you answers faster. You flipped through about that much until bold words on top of one page in particular caught your eye. 'Courtships And Pod Units.' You gave another glance at Koyuki to confirm this was the page she wanted you to read, and began reading once her smile confirmed it.

'In all my years of studying these water dwelling beings and their habits and habitats, it was very difficult to study something that lived somewhere where no human could really go. Luckily the individuals of this isle were able to trade certain items for certain favors from the local population. Intrigued by this strange ordeal, I traveled to the smallest of these isles and brought gifts of simple jewelry and exotic foods such as jerkied elk meat and raw steak that usually they are unable to get their hands on.

I was extremely lucky and found a rather unpleasant large great white mer and his eight wives. Two of which seemed to be koi fish in origin with their tails while the others varied from other shark based mers to more tropical colorful coral reef fish. The male seemed rather hostile to me at first and refused contact until I offered the gifts in trade for info.

It seems like the rarity of the meats intrigued him enough to change his mind and agreed to answer some of my more difficulty answered questioned.'

EIGHT WIVES?! Wow. And you thought Uzui had a lot of partners. You briefly wondered if this merman was the one Tengen was referring to when he mentioned taking over this territory before reading more.

'While he himself was unpleasant, his wives were all very polite and sweet women who gladly answered my various inquiries while trying on the simple bronze jewelry and passed around the meat. I've noticed first in behavior between pods are different. The last pod I interacted with was a small pod of two husband and their wife whom was the pod leader and had at least two children present.

The female accepted my last gift of delicious ribs in exchange for a few of their lose scales to study. The order she fed her family was her children first, her husbands second, and then herself as leader last. I thought this order applied to all pods until I met this unpleasant fellow. Instead of feeding his wives first, he snapped and hugged most of it to himself. Gluttonous man to say the least. So it seems while the heirchy system is the same, not all pod leaders are generous to their spouses.'

Talk about rude and selfish!

'While not in depth I've managed to get a very good chunk of information that I'm sure will help future generations navigate the waters surrounding these fantastic creatures. The main bulletins are certainly good to keep in mind especially for wondering maidens getting close to the shoreline.

-If a mermaid/merman wishes to court another then they usually do things to show their worth. Example being bringing back big game like a seal or shark to prove they can provide food or gifts of polished shells or jewelry to show off wealth. Sometimes they'll even spare with a love interests' family member to show off strength.

-The type of courting habits depends on the type of mer or water creature they are. For example:

Seal mers, or selkies as they're called, will offer their potential partner an opportunity to touch their seal skin while in human form as a sign of trust and interest.

Shark mers will often show off scars and bring back large prey to present to a potential mate to show how fiercely they can protect.

Crustacean mers will offer dances being crab/lobster mers.

Sea dragons might offer a piece of their treasure hoard or recite poetry or knowledge.

However the most common signs of courting is offering valuable resources/objects. But again it varies from water creature to mer.

-Mers don't really have a concept of monogamy or polygamy. Some just prefer one life partner while others sometimes have multiple partners. It's not uncommon for them to have more than one partner. To them it's really just normal.'

Well that explains a lot about Tengen and his family of mers. And why Rengoku tried giving you a ring. And why Suma tried feeding you that catfish a long time ago.

'-It's more common for the women to take the last name of the males but again this isn't always the case.

-Pods are usually categorized by two: Family Pods and Neutral Pods.

FAMILY PODS: Usually the most common and very big varying on the mers. These are usually made up of just family members. Usually a pair of parents and their partners, and their children. Sometimes a family pod will be very big with grandparents, along with uncles and aunts and the main partners' siblings but it's less common.

-There is always one leader in every family pod, usually it's the father of the children. They are in charge of leading the pod and have the final say on things.

-The children are referred to as guppies or pups.

-Ever heard of sharks having a nursery for their pups? Well mers have a nursery for their children too. It's usually hidden and guarded to avoid predators or hostile mers.

-Usually a mer doesn't leave on their own until they're anywhere about sixteen to twenty years old.

NEUTRAL PODS: These are just pods made up of three or more random mers. Sometimes it's a trio or more of romantic partners but most commonly it's just a group of random mers. Neutral Pods can be made up of family members but more often than not it's just random mers who decided they liked each other enough to hunt together, partners without children, or they're made up of mers who just decided to hunt together as they live in the same area.

-If you encounter a neutral pod made up of romantic partners it'll be very easy to tell who's the leader of said partners. The leader will be decorated in the most jewelry. Usually this jewelry is made of home made seashells and stolen trinkets. However if they're in contact with a lot of valuables like gold, jewels, etc then they will have most of it decorating their body however they will also adore their partners in said jewelry as a form of wealthy status and it's sort of like their version of a wedding ring.

-The main leader of said partners is usually the one that gives out the jewelry or gifts amongst his or her partners.

-a neutral pod isn't considered a family pod unless made up of family members or if a neutral pod of partners has children.'

Actually...That explains why Tengen is absolutely covered in jewels and jewelry. WAY more than Kyojuro or the girls. Does that mean that Tengen was the one who gifted them all of that stuff?

'-Mers are highly territorial. Not that an area can't be shared by multiple mers but usually a lone mer or pod has a specific amount of territory they own over.

-Because of their highly territorial nature, male mers will often be covered in scars from fights over territory, fights over a mate, or fights over treasure. LOTS of times fights between them often result in scars, severe injuries, and even death.

-Physical grooming like combing each other's hair, helping to remove loose scales, or just physical touch in general is seen as an intimate act on the same level of a romantic kiss on the cheek so usually it's only reserved for romantic partners or family members.'

A very large glass sound went off in your mind. Eyes going wide open like an owl. ...Say what?

'-Mermaids mate for life like swans do. Unless the other partners/partner dies then they won't really take on another partner.

-THIS is why humans must be very careful when interacting with mermaids/men of any kind. If you do encounter one the following rules Must be kept in mind.

1. If you encounter one of these fantastic creatures be sure to mention a present partner casually. Even if you do not have a significant other, the mere mentions of a partner will detour most interest from yourself.

2. Keep your interactions platonic. You must never insinuate romantic interest to one. Even the slightest hint of possible interest will make them pursue.

3. Avoid talking about romance or future goals outside of mentioning your partner. Never mention children to them. Talking about children with them insinuates the interest of finding them potential parents to have children with.

4. Keep your distance. Allowing touch is a huge sign of trust and interest of physical contact. Keep as physical far away as possible if you can and do not allow contact to be initiated.

5. Absolutely above all else NEVER accept gifts. Gifts are usually only given out as a proposal of interest. If accepted then consider yourself doomed because any outside romantic interest will result in retaliation and usually does not end well.

-Mers who're able to keep a human partner are usually seen in higher regard as not everyone can keep one. This is why steps must be taken to ensure the human doesn't end up in hot water. And why many young mers are attracted to the aspects of having a human spouse, not really taking into consideration the blatant difficulties of a relationship like this.

-Mers will also play chase and fight with each other as a display of playful behavior. Reminds me of behavior I've also encountered when I spoke to the Beastmen tribe of the Southern Kokkori Forest. They display a similar playful behavior with their own mates and children.

All the information I gathered was limited but very useful! I'll try bringing back some gold and silver coins and more meats in two weeks time to see if I can get a better description of their underwater homes.'

The book was quickly closed with a loud thud sound and you just stared at nothing really. There was quiet for a long while before Shinobu bluntly asked-

"So how much did you mess up?" Both her sisters shot her a look but you groaned raising the book to your head.

"A lot! Kyojuro asked me about having kids once!" You felt so embarrassed pressing your blushing face deeper into the book. "How was I supposed to know that letting them brush my hair was flirting?!"

"Yep. She's screwed."

"You're not helping any!"

"Let's not argue right now." Kanae gave a worrying glance at the window looking for movement..but sighed when she saw nothing. "There's more serious matters to be dealt with right now. Like getting home."

Your body stiffened before you slowly looked up from the book to poke at eye at her. "Wait. You've actually been trying to get back?"

Kanae nodded. "For nearly the entire time we've been here. You see we weren't the first ones here." Kanae turned to the girl right next to you. "Koyuki was actually here the longest. Kanao was taken here as they've seen her gathering common healing herbs. When she couldn't help her, we were next."

"But why would they need three healers?"

"I get sick often." Koyuki looked embarrassed and shameful almost looking away from the others around her, shuffling deeper into the blanket around her shoulders. "That's why they're here."

"They promised they'd let us go once Koyuki's condition got better, but.."

"Let me guess. Those other mermen got attached and decided to change their minds?"

Kanae sighed. "Yes. Exactly. Unfortunately the only one who seems to understand that we don't want anything to do with them is Giyuu."

"Giyuu?"

"The merman you saw with Shinobu earlier. He's actually very understanding and let's my sister study him without trying to court her. He's the one who's tail looks like a demanson's cichlid fish. Unfortunately he's still unwilling to help Shinobu or ourselves off the isle."

"But if you two two can't leave-" You glanced at Kanao who blinked at you. "-then why hasn't she gone home? She doesn't have anything to do with them, and Mitsuri doesn't either."

"Because if she went back then she could just tell someone where we are, and unfortunately its Obanai who likes her. He's the sea snake you saw." Kanae shook her head. "But we've been coming up with an idea. You just happened to arrive just in time too."

You blinked and looked over at her. "You mean an escape plan?" She nodded. "What kind of plan?"

Before she even said a word, she made a 'shush' motion with her finger to her lips before getting up. Going to the already closed window to pull the curtains back just enough to peek out, sighing when she saw nothing. Then going to the door to quietly open it before peeking into the stil locked home before quietly closing and locking the door back.

"What are you doing?"

"Making sure Obanai wasn't inside with us, or Tengen was still lurking about." She half whispered turning back to you. "Obanai can go on land and actually lives on the island with us, and Tengen has incredible hearing even more powerful than a normal mer's. Sometimes Obanai will come inside without telling us just to talk to Mitsuri."

"I don't mean to put out plans in trouble!," Mitsuri shuffled still holding onto the tray she brought the cups on. "H-He just likes to talk I-Is all."

"We're not taking any chances after what happened last time."

"Last time?" There was a last time? What happened last time?

"There's an old shed that was attached to one of the damaged homes that's still hear. Kanao found a boat that we could've used to escape with, but Obanai caught us talking about it. The boat not escaping with it." Her expression saddened. "The next night when we went to get it, we found it smashed to nothing but splinters." Your eyes widened. He smashed a whole boat to keep them here?! No wonder they were taking precautions. "But we have a plan! Can we trust you to help us?"

You blinked but nodded. "Anything! I want to go home too!"

She smiled widely. "There's a full moon at the end of the week. Every full moon there's a rapid power of a current right near where we currently are. It brings up a bunch of fish and so they all either go out hunting or sleep. If we can get a boat to that current, it'll take us near a piece of land we can leave through within a few hours."

"Uh. There's a problem. I thought you said the boat was destroyed."

She smiled wider. "It was but we found another perfectly usable under some old debry. It's big enough for all of us if we squeeze in. So what do you say? Will you help us?"

You nodded. "I'm in!"

She nodded. "Alright good. Here's what we still need. I found about three oars but we need to see if we can find some more, and a good bucket in case there's a sudden leak. Until then everyone needs to act as they usually do and don't mention anything about-"

"KANAE!!"

All six of you jumped up as a rather gruff and powerful voice called out the name of one of you. What was-?

"KOYUKI!! I'VE RETURNED! CAN YOU HEAR ME?!" A different but still loud male voice called out to another one of you.

What the-?

"Y/N!!" "MITSURI!!" "SHINOBU!!"

What in the world?!

A whole chorus of voices were calling your names minus Kanao who got up and went to the very large window. Throwing the curtain open, unlocking it, and pushing it open to peer out.

"Kanao! Hey! Can you tell the girls to come out? By the way, have you met my brother?! He thinks you're really cute!!"

"SANEMI DON'T SAY STUFF LIKE THAT!!"

"It's true!"

"NO IT'S NOT!!"

You all looked at one another.. before slowly getting up and walking to the window too. The book forgotten about as you helped Koyuki up and along with everyone else gathered by the window. It was large enough for all six of you to stand there and look out only to pause at what you saw.

They were back!

All of the mermen you previously saw plus your friends and two new ones. One was right next to the shark mer. They looked similar enough to be related only his hair was more black and he looked young, around the same age as Kanao. He took one look at all the pretty ladies looking out- His face turned an immediate red before he dunked his head back underwater. Aw. He was actually adorable! The other one though-

Whoa.

He was actually very colorful and unusual looking compared to the others. Pink hair. Greyish skin. Weird blue stripes. He was certainly a strange looking one. He brightly absolutely happy at Koyuki and raised a hand to wave at her.

"Koyuki, we're all gonna practice spare! I'm so happy to see you again!," he called out making the girl pushed the bottom half of her face into the blanket.

"KANAE, WATCH ME KICK THIS LOSER'S ASS!! YOU'LL LOVE THIS MORE THAN THE JEWELS!!"

You all turned to Kanae who turned red and turned her head away from your prying eyes. You guessed that one was Sanemi.

"GO TENGEN!! GO KYOJURO!! GO TENGEN!! GO KYOJURO!!"

Hey. That voice you definitely knew! You leaned out more and looked up the beach towards the right. A cluster of rocks was there sticking out of the water and on those rocks were three female mermaids you knew all too well. Sitting aside and happily watching the spectacle their husbands made towards the pumped up males. Suma loudly waving and cheering on the two men sitting there.

"Been a while, Akaza! I thought you were never going to come visit again!," Kyojuro greeted the man before him.

"HA! You wish! Like I'd let you think I'd let you claim my winning streak!"

"Never the less, suggesting we all spare is a great idea! It's been so long since I tussled!"

A loud smack noise sounded off next to Kyojuro as Tengen smacked his fist into his other hand. "Kyo and I verses you and Obanai?! HA! Neither of you two stand a chance!"

Obanai hissed in response and Akaza shot an annoyed look at Tengen. "Big talk for a guy who can only fight puny humans and their ships!"

"Ooh! I'm so scared. You're still butthurt over Kyojuro rejecting your flirting to get with me instead. And can you blame him? Look at me!~" His muscles tensed making them flex and his wives give off a few loud squeals. Kyojuro not to subtly also turned his head toward his torso. "Who could resist this flamboyant body?~ Can't cry because my chest is bigger than yours.~"

"OH YOU SON OF A BITCH!!"

You stared as Tengen sent a wink at you- Only to get tackled backwards onto the water by a pink blur and a loud splash. ....Well, no one could be more embarrassed that Tengen right now.

"Giyuu, don't be so mean to him!"

You looked over. A black haired merman was laying on top of the shark Merman, holding him in a choke hold while his upper half was under water. The shark guy thrashed about flailing his arms to try and get a hold on the one on top of him, bubbles cascading up around his head as it was held underneath the water screaming profanities you were sure shouldn't be said around Kanao.

"...Whelp. I stand corrected."

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xxgoblin-dumplingxx · 1 year

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Hello! May I request some Elmer shenanigans and/or Jason taking care of secret!Reader, please?

"This really is a huge fucking cat," Steph said, offering a hand tentatively.

"His name is Elmer," you tell her, going to the fridge to get cold drinks for everyone. "He seems to like women fine. And Children."

Steph nodded and scritched gently behind his battered ears, "How's he get along with Jason?" she asked grinning.

"They have a truce."

"Love it," Babs said reaching up to stroke the massive cat. He was clearly still a little stoned. Bobbling and weaving. "Hims a handsome boy."

And when you smile, the first genuine smile all-day, the girls nodded. Clearly, the way to your heart was through your beloved old man. Which tracked in a roundabout way. You thought you were a monster. You felt ugly and misshapen. You looked at your cat in the shelter and he had to come home with you. With his squashed face, notched ears, and knotty tail. His nail file purr... You looked at him and saw a creature you adored. So anyone else that could love your old man was okay in your book.

"I just wanna pick him up," Steph said, "He's just so... squishy looking."

"Careful, you caution, he still has his claws."

"Will he let you do it?" she asked, conversationally, taking a drink you handed to her.

"He lets me carry him around like a baby."

#jason todd x reader #jason todd #ask answered #minors dni #reader insert #secret!reader

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gabessquishytum · 6 months

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Pretty cat boy hob would definitely also turn his house into a kitty red light district.

Dream is clawing out his hair trying to control him.

At first, when he was newly rescued by Dream, hob was thin and jumpy and too hungry to really think about his other needs.

But once Dream gets him all fattened up, hob’s hormones turn back online. He definitely loves his kind, handsome owner the most but that’s just not enough for him…Dream works long hours and hob gets bored.

Suddenly all the strays are at Dream’s door panting after his hob. Cori yowls outside the door until hob just lets him in while Dream is away at work and Dream finds him pounding hob into the rug for the fifth time in a row.

Hob lets himself into the neighbors house and Dream has to go pull him out of their bed. Even destruction, the dog boy down the street, jumps the fence because hob was sunbathing in the yard with his pretty little arse in the air, just waiting for some attention.

Dream is at his wits end. How is he supposed to keep his new cat boy safe, when he is so excited to get bred, and clever enough to make it happen? He’s going to have to employ stricter measures.

I didn't know that I needed slutty catboy Hob in my life before, but I do now!!

The trouble is, he's absolutely adorable and Dream is besotted with him. Now he's chubby and shining with good care and feeding, who could possibly resist? Hob’s large bushy tail and fluffy ears are so appealing. And he's terribly good at wiggling out of all the nice outfits that Dream buys for him...

But the priority must be to keep him safe, and so Dream invests in a chastity belt. A nice one with comfy padding, but nonetheless very secure. There's only one key, which Dream intends to keep on a chain around his own neck.

Hob yowls when first presented with the device. His beautiful brown eyes fill with tears and he immediately jumps to sit on the back of the sofa. He promises that he'll be good - he'll stop being so slutty, he really will! He really doesn't want to wear the belt. But Dream is firm. He collars Hob and straps him in, then clicks the padlock shut. Hob looks so utterly betrayed. He slinks off to the spare room, and won't even come out for his dinner.

Dream is definitely public enemy number one in the neighbourhood now. Several local catboys and dogboys make their protests known by pooping on the front lawn. It takes several days for Hob to stop sulking, too. Eventually he gets so worked up he simply crawls into Dream’s bed and presents himself, while very quietly begging to be fucked. Dream gladly puts him out of his misery, and the next day Hob is more or less back to his usual self.

There's still the problem of what to do while Dream is working - but he thinks he might have come up with a solution. Perhaps it's time to take Hob of his birth control, and to give him some kittens to take care of. He's so eager to be bred, maybe the answer is just to give him what he wants?

#the sandman #dreamling #nsft #cw hybrids #catboys #cw breeding

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reallyromealone · 2 years

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Day 13

Spit kink 🎃 monster fucking

Warning: NSFW, MALE READER,demon , SMUT, SPIT KINK, Omegaverse, biting, rough sex, bruising

Incubus smiley x male reader

Kinktober masterlist

(Name) knew walking into the woods at night but there was a pull he couldn't resist.

He has heard stories of these woods all his life, a monster lives there and steals the defenseless of their life force.

Soft crunches of leafs and sticks could be heard under his feet as he walked deep within the woods, the slight crispness of the autumn air making his skin tingle and unable to shake the feelings of eyes on him.

He was so confused, the forest shifting and changing around him, it felt hazy and weird

"I swear there wasn't...."

"Are you lost?" A voice startled him from his thoughts and he came face to face with the prettiest man he had ever seen...his voice sounded so far away though.

"I... I don't know where I am?"

"Let me help you omega" his voice hypnotic with a smile that should have made (name) so afraid but it just captivated him.

Suddenly he was in a cave, how did he get here?

Large bat like wings grew from the handsome alpha, fangs and a tail as his body grew less human and more... Demonic.

(Name) was too hazy to feel fear, the pharamones the Alpha was producing was like a drug.

It was so fucking addictive.

He got a proper look at the Alpha above him, wild pink hair and a large grin and God was he pretty...

He didn't even shrink at the sight of the demons large horns or large throbbing cock between his legs.

"Will you feed me Omega?"

"...yes"

Nahoya grinned as he tore (name)s clothes to shreds, giggling as he did so and the sound of his laughter sounded distant and echoed.

"Open your mouth Omega" Nahoya commanded viciously as his cock prodded (name)s entrance, watching the Omega make a confused sound as his mouth opened only to let out a scream like moan as Nahoya thrusted all the way in and watched with malicious glee at the Omega loosing his mind at the sudden intrusion.

"To big to big!" (Name) cried out as his ass stretched but somehow accomodated the demons unatrual cock.

It had ridges and was so fucking rough against him.

He didn't think he could ever want anything else after this.

"It will fit, stop complaining" nahoya said heatedly as he set a hand on (name)s belly and pressed down a bit, enjoying the sight of the Omega going mad on his cock.

And God did his essence taste amazing, better than anything he's ever experienced in his long long existence.

(Name)s mouth was wide open in a silent gasp and Nahoya took the opportunity to spit in his mouth, his saliva a form of relaxant to humans and within seconds the Omega was relaxed physically and looked so so pretty.

"I might just keep you..." Nahoya giggled breathlessly as he watched the other lick the remnants of the demons saliva from his lip.

"Oh does the little omega like it when I spit in his mouth? I found a slut didn't I?"

Nahoya didn't give him a chance to respond as he pulled out his cock and forced it back in, watching the other loose it as he began pistoning.

Nahoyas grip was tight on his flesh, he could feel the clawed hands everywhere and digging in delightfully.

Nahoya was relentless as he fucked into him, the others energy never ending and God nahoya hadn't had a fill like this in centuries.

Lifting (name) up into his lap he fucked up into him while laying a litter of bite marks around the others flesh with his sharp gangs, a distinctive bite mark that couldn't be humans.

"You wanna be mine? Stay with me forever?" Nahoya asked softly, a fake soothing voice as he smiled so fake "be a demons Omega forever"

He watched the others eyes roll back and nod, not realizing he sealed his fate.

"Good boy" nahoya said sealing the deal with a kiss, long forked tongue taking over the others smaller human tongue as his eyes went a lightless black, watching his new mate closely as he fucked into him senseless, pulling away with a string of saliva as (name) cried out "so do alpha a favor baby..." Nahoya whispered in his ear before going to his scent gland.

"And get fucking pregnant!"

And with that he knotted and bit into the others neck.

"Good boy .." Nahoyas voice was so far away as he climaxed, (name)s vision getting spotty as he passed out in the others cold arms.

When he awoke he was in his room, the moon fading and the sun rising and his body felt like jelly as he shakily got up and went to his mirror.

He looked like he had been attacked by an animal, his flesh bruised and bitten and the large bite mark on his scent gland prominent.

And then something leaked from him, white and sticky.

"W...what?" (Name) had a feeling he would see the demon again, not just a sexually explicit dream if the monsterous bite marks had anything to say.

#tokyo revengers x male reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers smut #smiley x male reader #smiley kawata #smiley kawata smut #kinktober

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multi-kpop-fanfics · 2 years

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tw: deer hybrid!Joshua, hawk fem!reader, possessiveness, degradation, pain kink, sub!shua, hard dom!reader, pegging, hair(?)pulling, scratching, mentions of alcohol, use of pet names, aftercare

@strawberryya @choism @idyllic-ghost @junkissed @duhnova @wonwussy @onlyseokmins @flowerwonu

"Hey there, handsome"

"Um, hello" Joshua turns his attention to the girl swirling the flute of champagne in her hand, "What can I do for you, ma'am?"

"Ma'am? Please, I'm not an old lady" she chuckles, swishing her reddish tail, "And I think you can do a lot of things for me"

"Oh? Like what?"

"First of all, your horns are so pretty! They almost look like a crown" she flirts with the man, "Yet they blend in with your pretty hair so well..."

"Thank you, I appreciate the...compliment" Joshua laughs, running a hand over his pitch black antlers.

To be frank, the little flirty chat made your chest swell with pride because that's your boyfriend and he's the center of attention of this event - but as a hawk, you want to rip out this fox bitch.

"Can I touch your horns, Joshua?"

Aw hell no.

Within milliseconds, you're right next to Joshua, effortlessly sliding into the conversation, wrapping one arm around his waist, the other on his chest.

"Oh hello love, want to join us?"

"Of course - Hi, I'm Y/N, I'm Joshua's girlfriend" you introduce yourself, stretching out your hand, your hawk eyes scanning the now alerted fox hybrid.

"Um, hi, nice to meet you" she nervously replies, "Your...boyfriend has pretty horns-"

"They are called antlers"

"Um, yeah....Sure..." she gulps down the rest of her champagne, "I'm sorry, I-I will be taking my leave now" she scurries away and you swear you heard a yelp from her.

"Damn, Y/N, you scared off the poor girl" Joshua jokes, taking a sip from his drink, but his smile dies down when he sees your seething eyes.

"Really, Shua? The poor girl? That was a fox. A fox who wanted to touch my boyfriend's antlers - your antlers" you rake your black, manicured nails on his crisp suit, lips mere centimeters away from his.

"Maybe I should have told her about the real purpose your pretty antlers serve, Joshie"

He lets out a shaky exhale, his hand gripping the pristine glass, a faint blush covering his cheeks, his now bashful gaze averting your sharp eyes.

"Fuck, fuck! I'msorryI'msorryI'm sorry!" Joshua moans out loud, hands fisting the sheets, the muscles on his back flexing, covered in a thin layer of sweat.

"Are you, Joshie? Are you really sorry? You don't seem like it" you run your claw-like nails over his back, leaving long, red streaks on his skin, reaching all the way to his spotted tail.

You're mercilessly pounding his hole with your strap, having ordered him to stay on all fours - a fitting punishment.

"Shit, I really am! Please, I'm telling the truth, Y/N, fuck, just let me cum!" he begs you with a hoarse voice, his arms starting to give out, cock swinging almost painfully between his parted legs, needy and utterly untouched.

"You're so pretty when you beg like a whore, Joshie" you pull him by his antlers, making his back arch up in the air, his fingertips now barely touching the mattress, fucking him faster than before.

The position puts a strain on his muscles, but Joshua has half of a sane brain to give a shit, because he's so close to cumming and he just fucking loves it when you use him like that.

"I will ask you again - are you sorry, whore?"

"Yes! Yesyesyesyes, please, it won't happen again, you're the only one who can touch me and my antlers, please, baby!" he nearly yells, the dull sting on the roots of his scalp bringing him even closer to his orgasm.

"Good boy. Now you can cum"

And he does. He cums harder than he ever has, body convulsing on the bed, his cock spurting rope after rope of cum on the sheets, staining them with his release. His eyes are struggling to stay open, his hole still stuffed with your strap.

"Easy now, baby, careful" you coo at him, immediately slipping out of him and your dominant persona, hugging him from behind to not let him fall on top of the now dirty sheets.

"Shua, can you move? Are you with me?"

"Y-Yeah, I'm good, just....gimme a sec to catch my breath" he huffs quietly with a smile.

"Was I too harsh on you?"

"You were rough, but that doesn't mean I didn't like it, love" he reassures you, patting your thigh, a relieved smile on your face.

"Come on, let's go get cleaned up."

#svthub #joshua smut #svt joshua #joshua hong #hong jisoo #svt smut #seventeen smut #seventeen #tw: alcohol

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turtle-clown · 12 days

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Oh darlin' please, I know I'm just a snarlin' beast (And perhaps we've all grown obsolete)

Hey girl. Brock and warriana fic that may or may not be a character study of warriana spanning snippets of time. This ends somewhat abruptly cause I realized I didn’t want to make it any longer than it is

The most important thing to note here is that everyone is a anthropomorphic animal, Brock is a alligator snapper and warriana is a lion (art of their designs here), also the ventures are goats

Also!! The title is taken from the song guys are gross by that handsome devil because I think it’s Brock and warriana core. Listen to it it’s good music

Warriana isn’t quite sure what to make of Brock.

From what little she knows about turtles, they aren’t exactly the parental type, abandoning their young while they're still eggs. But here she is, seeing Brock, a snapping turtle, fuss over one of the Venture boys (Dean she thinks? She doesn’t quite remember). Her tail flicks. Her initial opinion of him was more of a brute than anything, with his tank-like build, sharp scales and claws. Her opinion shifted the night they fought Think Tank together, but here? She doesn’t know anymore.

She knows the sheer strength that he holds, not just with his muscles but also with his claws (as sharp as a bear's from what she’s heard) and bite (anyone who's heard about snapping turtles have heard the stories about them biting fingers off, along with limbs on smaller species). He could tear the goat apart if he wanted to, yet he’s gentle with the Venture boy, carefully checking his fur for any injuries along with making sure his horns aren’t broken (they’re still quite small, she isn’t sure if anything could harm them significantly like that).

The day goes on; she won’t stop thinking about it.

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One day he asks her something she’s heard many times.

“Why do you have a mane? Kinda thought only male lions have those.”

She growled slightly hearing that damn question. She hates being asked it. “If you must know, it’s due to a slight hormonal imbalance that I have. That doesn’t change the fact that I’m a lioness.” She snarled, he looked at her almost blankly. “I uh… wasn’t implying anything by asking that. I also have some weird genetic stuff; ah, which is why I have hair, a decent part of my heritage is mammalian; I was just wondering if you had something similar.” He practically rambled on.

She wasn’t sure how to feel about this response. Usually others ask it and be an asshole insinuating she’s not actually a lioness. Yet here Brock is, defying what she thinks of him once again.

Part of her wants to tear his throat out with her teeth, while another appreciates him understanding her and not being an ass about it.

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She doesn’t exactly know how, but he ended up sleeping partially on top of her, his face in her mane. It would almost be cute if his beak wasn’t so close to her neck.

She’s heard more about him by now, mostly through rumors in Tophet tower. The villains there have a turn of phrase, “death by Samson”. She’s heard it before but didn’t think much of it, why would she care who this Samson is? Suddenly she thinks she does care, now that his beak is so close to her neck and since she learned that he’s an alligator snapping turtle.

It isn’t exactly hard to visualize what would happen if he decided to bite right now; he could crush her thyroid along with piercing her jugular vein using the ends of his beak. He wouldn’t let go, he’s smart enough that he wouldn't, leading to either her dying from her neck being crushed or him tearing out the part of her neck that was bitten. It’s frightening to imagine.

She doesn’t exactly look forward to moving him off of her. Definitely just because of how dangerous he is, not because she likes having him like this.

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“Are you… painting?”

“Huh. Oh, yea, I learned to paint a few years back. I’m not too good at it on account of my lack of actual fingers, but I still paint occasionally.”

She considered this for a few seconds. “…Could you paint me?”

He practically dropped his brush.

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She definitely wasn’t starting to also grow fond of the Venture twins. Definitely not.

She and the rest of the Crusaders Action League were just on a simple patrol until Stars and Garters spotted the Brown Widow with someone. She knew this because she saw on her invisible flying chariot, and she also recognized the person the Brown Widow was with. Letting out a mix of a sigh and a growl, she flew the chariot down to the three.

She didn’t particularly care what nonsense he was saying (something about the Brown Widow liking men? What was his problem); what was certain is that as soon as she was close enough, she whacked him in the back of the head as hard as she could without causing permanent damage.

“Quit it Tosh, he hasn’t even done anything.” She growled out, getting ready to grab him by the scruff and pull him away.

“Hi Warriana.” “…Dean.”

She sighed. “You two should leave the area, you wouldn’t want to have this happen again tonight.” He nodded as she turned around and pulled Stars and Garters away from the pair.

(She heard the Brown Widow whisper, asking how Dean knew her. She didn’t hear the response.)

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She could tell he’s had a lot on his mind lately.

Between something that he doesn’t talk about because “it’s classified” but very clearly caused him discomfort, and Hank going missing, he’s been going to her a lot.

Not even for sex, just to get his mind off of things by talking to her and doing small menial tasks that she didn’t have the time to do herself. She’d appreciate it if he wasn’t very obviously bothered by the things that have happened lately. His problems are now her problems; the phrase “Shared joy is double joy; Shared sorrow is half a sorrow.” comes to mind.

When Hank went missing, she tried to help when possible, but it got harder to justify prioritizing searching for a missing person to her coworkers as time went on and the case got colder. The media moved on as well, pursuing more… fresh and controversial topics to cover. It sickened her in more ways than one.

All she could really do now is be there for Brock when he comes to her apartment.

She raked her claws through his hair as the two of them lay together, careful not to touch his scalp. Even though part of his face was obscured by her mane, she could still see how the stress was getting to him, most prominently with the bags under his eyes; when did he last sleep? She knows that she probably shouldn’t be worrying about him like this, he’s a grown man that could rip someone in half (she wouldn’t be very surprised if he has done exactly that), he doesn’t need anyone looking out for him.

But maybe he should, especially lately with what was basically one of his sons going missing.

She laid her head down next to his, she hoped the Venture kid was found soon, for his sake at least.

#turtle writes #venture bros #brock samson #warriana #not really tagging anyone else since the titular boys only briefly appeared and are more mentioned than anything

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