#like... honey... that boy is a monsterfucker...

[hedwig221b]

I just keep imaging your Twilight au and like… *frothing at the mouth*

Because I know Edward is dedicated to and fiercely protective of Bella but I am picturing how your Derek is going to be around your Stiles and I just… asdfghjklahskflcnshsk 😩😩😩

Oh, Derek is going to be so gentle with him... So protective... And it's so gonna drive him insane when Stiles inevitably gets into trouble lmao

Now they're mostly in their fascination phase, it's flirty and cute, and both of them are obsessed with each other, but soon, The Bad Guy™️ is gonna roll out of the fog and it's gonna be over (for me and for y'all)

[bnyf]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤnocturnal ♡

╭﹕୨୧﹒ yandere! creepy eldritch monster x female reader

┊ warnings : female reader, dark content, yandere content and themes, unhealthy behaviors, unhealthy relationship and relationship dynamic, sexual content, noncon, obsession and possession, cult, monsterfucking, finger, squirting, size difference, creepy as fuck, tentacles, mentions of death, sacrifices and heavy topics.

╰﹕୨୧﹒authoress note : i lowkey hate this

your soft body laid out on the hard concrete platform, barely conscious but conscious enough to know that your fate had been long decided. your pulse raising, hearing their incohesive impious chants echo in the hallow halls of this cave-like labyrinth. you could only softly sob as your final moments neared you.

skin red and sensitive from the ropes that bind you together intricately, like a turkey, a meal to be served. luckily, you were blind folded, you didn't want to witness them in their black cloaks, faces covered with scary masks, and worst yet, the fire in a circle accompanied by the polygon star as you laid on the blood stained concrete altar... stained with blood from previous sacrifices.

you may just die of heart attack rather than these idiotic fools worshipping some demonic entity they call their 'god' due to how irregular your heart is beating, and so quickly too you can't even breath. you'd been kidnapped and forced to perfume a series of rituals including bathing in milk, eating nothing but fruit and honey for days, dressing in a really pretty all white bridal gown and veil to then be killed here. and to say you've been on edge these past few day was nothing short of a understatement. you were going insane with fear. this was something straight out of a horror movie, it was so surreal... and you definitely do not mean that in a good way.

being locked up in a rusty cage in this brutalist place that seems like a huge maze that's never ending. like you were already in the entity's realm and you could sense it's presence, it's eyes lurking at you. you felt so naked, you felt like time in the outside world versus here was different: one day outside here was one whole week, or at least that's what it felt like.

and these crazed fucks. seriously, what was wrong with them? they didn't hurt you, they kept saying you were the chosen one. that your heart, your soul, was over ripening with purity. you'll bring their god great satisfaction and give birth to half human offsprings who'll be even stronger and take over the human realm, you'll save and redeem them and other bat crazy shit you've never heard of and don't understand.

after a while, the chanting slows down and goes quiet...

you didn't know what to expect, you were sure they'd kill you by now but... something's strange, and it makes you so uncomfortable, not knowing or being able to see. only able to hear your heartbeat amongst the other noises. and boy oh boy, you almost peed yourself when you heard that strange sound, a grotesque cry. whatever made that sound is. not. a. human.

and right about now? can they please hurry up and kill you. you wouldn't wanna be around for when this 'thing', this entity that you're starting to believe isn't just their imagination gets here. you couldn't even tell if they were still around, everything had went silent. fuck. did these fuckers ran off while leaving you here to get savaged by this beast?

and so with each movement, the ominous entity's presence became closer. you'd only realised that the cult members were still there when they all said some weird thing in a language you couldn't recognize,? you pressum it's a greeting or something to their god, you could imagine them bowing straight down to the grown with their heads on the concrete floor like their lives depended on it.

at this point you were trembling despite how badly you tried to keep you composure and stay calm. a wet, long appendage, something akin to a tongue? licked your neck, then your thigh, and by the time it licked your face, you'd realized it was multiple of appendages? you couldn't help the scared whine that left your lips. just what the hell is this entity? and what is happening right now?

slimey drool is left where the creature had licked you. now, so close you could feel it's warm breath tickling your skin. a pair of hands now placed on your body? they're strong, calloused, roughly groping you in a perverted manner. you've never been so flabbergasted and scared in your life, seriously what's going on? you thought you'd be dead by now but instead seems like your capturer has other plans.

you didn't even wanna complain out of fear of aggravating this... person? or thing and end up dying. maybe if you're complaint, you might just be able to plan an explain somehow somewhere or at the very least, learn to adapt- actually escaping would be good cause hell no where you gonna stay in this weird place like a sitting duck.

you're going to get out of this one way or another, no matter what. and just as that thought passes your mind, things only get weirder when it now feels like six arms, 3 on each side, groping you. one even undoing the binds from you but your legs are weak and you dare not run when you could just sense this... thing is wayyy larger than you.

you can't stop the soft whines escaping your lips though and 'it' can't stop making a weird grunting noise, almost like it's heaving from excitement? at this point your guessing this and that but your guessing isn't too far off you think. it really isn't.

two hands holding your legs open, two kneading your breast, and one circling your clothed clit and the last holding the side of your cheek as it sticks its thumb and index in your mouth, resting on your tongue. it tasted weird, like a mix of ashes and metallic, like something dirty that doesn't taste quite dirty but it is? whatever it was, it was feigning human intimacy. this was simply horrid. you could couldn't believe what was happening, this had! to be some sick prank but you really didn't want to take your blind fold of because this shit was too scary and if it wasn't? then you'd had to probably confront a monstrous nightmare and you weren't ready for that!

it was foul. your body is responding quite well to 'it's advancements thus far, creating a damp spot which 'it' gladly soothed with 'it's plush appendage and rough digits, gliding over your clothed pussy like 'it' knew exactly what human girls liked. strange.

your beautiful pure white dress is abruptly ripped into a new fashion which allows your legs to show and for great movement, your panties are also thorn to threads and before you can properly process what's about to happen next, your velvety walls is being comforted by one of 'it's thick, rigid digits. first a confused mewl slips your throat then followed up by an embarrassingly lewd moan. the wet sounds and your ambrosial voice only sounds so loud due to this place being so eerily quiet and spacious, your moans are otherwise soft but rings like a bell in everyone's ear in this concrete brutalistic place.

it's even more embarrassing when you remember the cult members are most likely still around, watching or listening to what's happening.

but it's seriously becoming difficult to not let loose and let your full voice out when your arousal continues to heighten, your hips are shaking like a dog despite your reluctance. your body disobeys you and subconsciously accepts all this pleasure without your control or admission.

so what are you to do next? what can you do next? other than comply for your dear life, for your survival.

when another finger that seems like it belongs to a being no shorter than 7 feet enters you and your clit being rubbed into a pace that alters from rough to gentle enters you, of course it's inevitable that you buck your hips, gripping the fabric of your ruined, now dirty white dress. you can't even reason with yourself anymore, it is what it tis. all the more excuse to ride 'it's fingers like a little merry-go-round.

but... it's seriously not what you want! trust if you were to pick between being fucked by some weird cult entity or resting in your bed safely at home or literally anywhere else you'd picked the safer option. no questions asked. you don't like this one bit, don't want this, you hate that your body's making you look like a liar.

you've been lamenting this whole time, both tears of fear and overstimulation but tears nonetheless. your mind is going numb already and all your g spots are being meet, not before long a feral, low growl, something you'd hear in a horror. it sent chills up your spine as your own voice mixed in with the mesh. girl screaming and shrieking? you'd almost think a murder happened, the thought of a girl squirting on her assailant's appendages and fingers wouldn't cross any oblivious minds.

you're subconsciously grinding onto 'it's fat fingers, breast swaying with each movement and your perky nipples are being teased and tasted by 'it's tentacle like body part, suckling and nibbling on, not only your breasts but all various parts of your body. eyes rolled back and lips slight agap you feel like your seeing white, eyes all teary and drooling like a dumb slut. this is way worse than being brutally killed, cause in a way, your spirit is being weakened.

one thing that caught you off guard though was... your blindfold had slipped a little. like so small, so tiny, it's only so little for you to try and make out one or two things. it was dark and gloomy, you could barely make out anything. especially with your tears being teary and your mind going numb with pleasure.

huh? what... is that...?

you panicked and clasp your hands over your mouth, shutting your eyes but the image still imprinted in your mind making you gasp and hold your chest. now this was just a whole new level of creepy and fucked up. that thing... it really is an entity. it looked you right in the eyes for a split second, 'it's eyes the darkest black you ever seen, you could of sworn you saw literal souls in it, trapped. from what you could make out, it's torso mimicked a male's. it had six arms and tentacles like suckors coming from somewhere in the back. and... the most uncanny valley appearance, with wide dark orbs, a ridiculously sharp pearly white smile, and even darker long hair.

it saw you saw it. and only smiled.

right about now, you were too scared to even move an inch. and your squirting? might as well be you pissing yourself.

everything about this entity aims to mimic humans but fails in the most horrendous and terrifying way possible. this isn't a prank. you don't even think you can escape this nightmare. whatever foolish hope you held in your heart faded into dust. you held your breath and started praying in your head, the only way you know to get out of this at this point. even death would be okay right about now.

surely, this amount of fright wasn't good for your health. you were hoping your heart gave out or something.

'it' removes it's fingers from your soaking wet pussy. suddenly your being rubbed by something even thicker than before, girthy, veiny and your heart flares up again. how's that supposed to even fit? 'it's cock slides up and down your jello-like folds, coating itself in your juices. you can't even protest, too scared to utter a word. you instantly go ridged when you feel 'it's hair tickle your skin, bending 'it's lanky frame down for 'it's lips to meet your earlobes. it's voice a unappealing melody, making you irk at it's distorted speech.

"̵s̴c̷a̸r̵e̷d̷?̷ ̶y̴o̷u̴ ̷s̴h̸o̷u̴l̸d̴ ̵b̵e̷.̴ ̴i̶'̵m̵ ̷y̶o̷u̴r̸ ̶g̵o̸d̷ ̴n̸o̸w̴.̸ ̴a̷n̵d̵ ̸y̷o̶u̵ ̷m̶y̵ ̵g̶o̷d̵d̸e̸s̷s̵.̴ ̶i̷t̴'̷s̷ ̵i̴n̸e̴v̵i̵t̴a̴b̸l̵e̵ ̶t̸h̵a̵t̸ ̴y̷o̵u̴'̵d̶ ̷e̴n̵d̷ ̸u̸p̷ ̵i̴n̶ ̵m̸y̸ ̴g̶r̴a̶s̴p̶.̴ ̴i̸ ̶l̵o̴n̴g̶e̷d̷ ̷f̷o̷r̶ ̶y̸o̸u̴,̴ ̸f̶o̵r̷ ̶a̸ ̸v̷e̸r̸y̷,̴ ̴v̴e̷r̸y̵ ̸l̷o̷n̵g̴ ̶t̵i̸m̴e̵.̸ ̸f̶r̸o̸m̵ ̷n̴o̶w̶ ̵o̷n̵,̷ ̸w̵e̴'̶l̶l̸ ̴c̷r̴e̶a̷t̶e̷ ̶o̴u̵r̸ ̵o̷w̸n̷ ̴w̵o̷r̷l̴d̸ ̵o̶f̴ ̴d̷a̵r̸k̸n̸e̴s̷s̶ ̷a̷n̸d̴ ̵r̸e̴j̵o̸i̵c̸e̵ ̴i̸n̷ ̴i̴t̵.̴ ̸o̵n̴c̴e̶ ̴t̶h̶i̸s̸ ̶r̸i̵t̴u̴a̵l̸'̵s̴ ̴w̷e̵'̸l̴l̶ ̴b̸e̵ ̸t̸o̵g̶e̷t̵h̸e̵r̶ ̵f̷o̷r̵e̷v̷e̴r̶.̴"̶

translation : "scared? you should be. i'm your god now. and you my goddess. it's inevitable you'd end up in my grasp. i longed for you, for a very, very long time. from now on, we'll create our own work of darkness and rejoice in it. once this ritual's over, we'll be together. forever."

[thegnomelord]

this isn’t a request but you’re the only writer i know who writes the monster!au so

dragon!reader and dragon!price are haunting my thoughts. dragons usually have to hold themselves back when sparring because they’re so much stronger than other monsters but with price & reader they don’t need to, to the point where the other members of the 141 are kinda wondering if they need to intervene.

what they do or don’t know is this is you and price courting, testing each other’s strength to assess whether you’re suitable mates. once you have decided you’re suitable it continues in the bedroom, fighting for dominance and testing each other’s stamina as price rides you or you pin price down and see if he can take all the strength behind your thrusts.

OH god I LOVE the way you think! I know @rodolfoparras also did a dragon price some time ago but I'm happy to let my monsterfucker out lol :D I'll consider this a spitball thingy but GOD DAMN did my hyperfixation hyperfixate on this :Ddd kinda rushed at the end but it's 3AM :/

CW:NSFW

What about if dragons measure not just raw strength, but all other aspects as well? They're prideful by nature and with so little of them remaining no self-respecting dragon will settle for a witless brute or a powerless scribe.

Price had lost hope in finding a mate centuries ago because he's even pickier than most of his kin; in his view, a proper one needs to be strong enough to completely pin him down, needs to be smart enough to see the insults in his honeyed words and give back as good as he does, needs to be clever enough to lead men as good as he does.

A proper mate needs to keep up with him on all levels.

And for a dragon of his age, that's an unachievable set of criteria. Oh sure, many of the dragons he's met over the years have tried to match him, but all fell short, leaving him lonely and unsatisfied.

Then he met you, a fellow Captain, a fellow dragon. Though only a few centuries younger than him, you're a wyrmling in his eyes, your scales like shining metal compared to his muddled gemstones. An arrogant wyrmling if the way you peacock for him the first time you enter the training room has anything to say about it— your wings spreading out and muscles rippling, back straightening out to make you taller, scales glinting in the artificial light; little details that anyone else can brush off as a simple stretch but to a dragon it screams of your interest in him.

His slitted eyes roam across your body, both equal parts disdain and curiosity. "Got somethin' ta say there boy?" His words are rough like sandpaper.

"No, no." You hum as you get into the ring, every little movement purposely done to showcase your hard earned musculature. "Just that you should skip out on this fight. Wouldn't want you to throw your back out old man."

"Old man huh?" His eyes blaze with the same fire at the end of his cigar, your words igniting something in his chest that had long been extinguished. "I'll show you old."

And suddenly he's in the ring, both of you trading blow for blow with the same savagery your progenitors had frightened mankind with for millennia, your claws leaving deep grooves in the concrete when you miss his side, his tail smashing a portion of the ground into dust when you avoid it, the ground between you cracking when you try to push the other away, loose scales and dust and debris littering the ground as you and Price wrestle on the ground.

Both of your teams watch from the sidelines, your team calming the other members of TF141 that this is just how dragons are, pointedly ignoring your victorious snarl when you pin Price down to the ground, your clawed hand harshly pushing his face into the concrete to the point you might break his nose as you bite the back of his neck, forcing him to submit. "I win,"

"Not fer long." He snarls back just as deep, feeling alive for the first time in who knows how long. "Best two out of three." And with that he jerks, remaining wing slamming into your side and knocking you off balance long enough for him to fling you into the wall opposite of him.

You don't know how many rounds you go before you're forced to stop by a very pissed off Laswell, who also pointedly ignores the obvious bulges in what remains of both of your pants, giving both of you a stern talking to about wrecking the damn training room.

You're ready to leave after being chastised like a child but Price is quicker, passing you with a "Good fight back there." rumbling in his throat, the soft scales of his wing brushing along your jaw. Your eyes nearly pop out of your skull when you meet his gaze, and Price has a good poker face but the smoldering look in his eyes and the low grumble in his chest makes it's obvious you've peaked his curiosity.

But that's just the start, the hard part is keeping it. While regular dragons may spend time with a potential mate conversing on scholarly subjects or having philosophical debates, you and him have a more practical way of assessing the other's intellect — Battle plans.

To your teams it sounds like a harsh argument, ideas thrown around and sharp insults tacked on top, their heads ping ponging between you and Price as you look over maps, trying to one up the other. Eventually your teammates leave you to settle this on your own.

"And I'm telling you, old man," You growl, both of you so close there's barely any space between you as you point at the map. "We can push a smaller team through the forest while we lead the frontal assault, our wip's not going to have anywhere to go then." You huff, holding your head up high to make it obvious you're proud of your idea.

Price gives you the stink eye, before he scans the map again, humming to himself. After a few seconds he lets out a scoff. "We don't have enough men for that." He says, but the sharp edge in his tone is dulled. "But—" His tail moves to brush against your own, your rough scales brushing against his smoother ones. "—It has some merit."

Price doesn't draw attention to the way your tails intertwine, wrapping together like two snakes, and neither do you. But the short purr that bubbles out of your chest says everything he needs to know, growing louder when he answers with his own, your shoulders brushing together. "Aight, back to work." He cuts your purrs short, but you can't hide the pleased look on your face as your tails remain coiled together.

Then comes the actual courting dance.

One late evening spent looking over documents in the privacy of his office, your tails once again coiled beneath the desk after successfully having proved your wit to him again, absentmindedly telling embarrassing stories of your respective teams. . . Price has a revelation. You might be it. "Hey lad."

You look up, your full attention on him. "Yeah?"

With a mumbled grunt too quiet for you to hear Price slides a hand beneath his shirt and pulls a large green scale from the meat of his shoulder blade, the wound healing before it can even bleed.

Instinctively you know what this means, for knowing how a prospective mate treats an extension of you will show how they'll treat you. But you still speak up, needing proof for your own mind that you're not insane and haven't been burning the wrong tree. "What?"

Price glares at you, "Don't play dumb," He says as he slides the large scale across the table to you. "It doesn't suit you." There's an underlayer of heat in his words, blue slitted eyes looking you over in a much more appreciative light.

You can't control the big grin that spreads across your face, "Oh, then what does suit me?" You ask as you follow his lead, yanking out one of your larger scales from your own back and sliding it to him. It makes the difference between you two obvious, his green scale muddled with age compared to your shiny one.

"Arrogant muppet." The gentle way he picks up your scale clashes with his harsh words, cradling it in his hand like it'll crack at the slightest of touches, his face reflected in the surface.

You grin, "Just confident." You feel his sharp eyes judge every minute twitch of your fingers as you pick up his scale. Price's poker face hides the way his heart melts at the loving way you brush a thumb across the surface, how it throbs when you don't immediately attempt to make it shine like some whelps once did, accepting him for how he is by putting it in your breast pocket.

God, he doesn't even know how much he'd fantasized about something like this when he was still young, vestiges of a purr escaping his throat at the tender way you treat his scale. "Right." He shakes his head and places your scale in his own breast pocket, handing you another stack of papers. "Get back to work."

You grin and do as he says, wings twitching as a sign of joy, your tail squeezing down on his and receiving a squeeze in kind.

Price feels like a horny teen when he lays awake in bed late at night with your scale held between his claws. He feels stupid for feeling so giddy at the thought of having a mate, a proper mate, yet his body thinks differently. Just holding it in his hand is enough to make him grow hot, your scent still clings to the scale and Price finds himself holding it close to his nose to familiarize himself with it and Hell his body loves it, cocks growing hard in record time and his thighs wet with slick. The poor thing doesn't even know what to relieve first, his free hand constantly going between stroking his cocks and fingering himself, mind craving the heat of another dragon that he'd been deprived of.

What Price doesn't know is that you're in the same boat, biting your arm to silence yourself as you imagine it's Price you're breeding instead of a pillow, splintering the headboard from how hard you're gripping it in an attempt to not damage the scale.

Then shit hits the fan when during a routine mission you two are ambushed, and while two dragons are no easy prey for mankind, humans have long since gone from using rocks and sticks. You catch sight of a sniper's scope glint seconds before the bullet targets Price, and in only a few seconds to think you throw yourself in the way, Price's scale in your breast pocket puts enough resistance to make you survive the bullet, but you feel it crack, and that. . . that sets you off.

Price doesn't even have the time to lift his gun before you're tearing through the battlefield like a man possessed, anger burning like a volcano in your chest for trying to hurt him, elemental breath and draconic strength unleashed to it's fullest potential.

And Price? Price watches the show with that same heat burning in his belly, forced to bite his lip to silence the pleased purrs as he rubs his thighs together while you tear flesh from bone, mate flashing in his mind. Look how he protects you His mind purrs, Good mate. Perfect mate.

"I'm sorry." You whimper when you've finally calmed down, the battlefield nothing but a ruined crater and the shards of his scale held tenderly in your cupped hands. "I failed, I-"

"Come here." Price cuts you off quickly and pulls you down into a harsh and desperate kiss, all teeth and tongue and need. He parts just a fraction of an inch, "You passed." He growls and only then do you notice the sharp arousal in his scent, your animalistic hindbrain jumping for joy as you kiss back because holy shit he considers you worthy.

And now that he's found his mate? You best believe his body is going to make up for all the centuries he'd spent alone.

It doesn't even take a week for him to enter heat, waking in a daze with his twin cocks hard and his thighs glistening with slick, your scent lingering in the sheets and your side of the bed still warm. The walls almost shake from how deeply he growls when he registers that you're not next to him, just enough sense in his head to throw on a towel around his waist before angerly stomping through the halls to find you, sniffing you out like a bloodhoud.

"Bloody muppet." Price growls as he yanks you by the horns back to his room, the scent of his arousal so potent you're struck dumb, letting yourself be pushed down. Price's claws slice through your clothes, his hole so slick and eager for you he doesn't even need to stretch, just jumps onto your lap and in one fluid motion takes one of your cocks to the root. "Fuckin' finally." Price hisses, instantly setting a harsh pace of bouncing on your cock that would have had a lesser race end up with a crushed pelvis.

You grip his hips for dear life, surging up to mark his neck and shoulders with bites as he does the same, his ass clapping against your thighs. "Mate." Price moans, hole clenching around you, his cocks leaking against your stomach. "My mate." He grips your hair and pulls you into a bruising kiss, "Going to last long for me yeah?" He asks, a bit of mockery on his flushed face as he feels you cum inside him, riding you through your orgasm as the sudden onslaught of sensations frazzles the intelligent parts of your brain. "Not going to disappoint me now are you?"

Good thing dragons have really short refractory periods.

"Not a chance." You snarl and flip him over suddenly, rumbling purrs escaping your chest from the surprised sound he makes. You attempt to pin him down and he squirms out of your hold, another bout of wrestling breaking out between you that has you two tumbling off the bed and onto the ground.

"That so whelp?" Price breathes out when you manage to pin him down, your strong hand keeping his face flush with the floor. "Do you really think you can keep up?" A pleased thrill runs down his spine from the sensation of your weight bearing down on him, his knees automatically locking up to hike his ass up, tail flipping up to display his slick hole for you.

"Do you?" You counter, one hand on his head, the other pressing both of your dicks together, your two tips pressing against his ass. "You're so wet and desperate, should have just pinned you down the moment I saw you instead of courting you." With one sharp thrust you push in, a pained and elated moan tearing out of his throat at the sensation of your twin cocks spreading him wider than any toy ever could, scratching that itch he'd had for who knows how long.

The stretch and burn and pleasure muddles his mind, reduces him to low animalistic snarls and growls as he does his best to push his hips into yours. "Hurry the fuck up." Price orders, whole body shaking from the way you set a harsh pace, bashing on his prostate, your balls slapping against his own, each hard thrust pushing and pulling his face across the floor. "I'll- fuck- fall asleep."

"You sure about that?" You push your weight further on him, forcing his wing to spread out, your own partially wrapping around him, "Seems to me like-" A bit of elemental breath leaves your throat when one particularly strong thrust has his hole clamping down on you, his back arching to push his hips as close to yours as one of his cocks spews cum on the floor, "-like you're not in a place to order me around."

"You- ah-fuck-ah- wanker." His insult would be a lot more hurtful if he didn't whine like a bitch in heat, both of you devolving into primitive snarls and growls with the only thought on both of your minds being the need to fill Price with as much of your cum as you physically can.

[rednotebooksworld]

A Fae MonsterFucker Mini-Fic, as a little treat~

Androgynous “pretty Boi” Fae Monster looking for a suitable Mate.. and one Human girl looking to snag herself a Fae husband because she grew up with the old tales of women being whisked away by the terrifying but gorgeous “neighbors” of the old wood~ who were supposedly never seen again, unless someone caught a glimpse of her fully pregnant when walking with her Fae lover..

She’s not to fond of the nosy towns people that live down the hill, her Aunt’s a known Fae fucker too, so can you really blame her for not seeing a down side to this?

The Human girl who lives with her kind but sassy “mouth of a sailor” Auntie, spending most her days in the garden (in perfect view of the forest) while singing songs of Fae Lovers and twirling in her short dresses as she waters her favorite flowers.. knowing the Fae love to dance and spin in circles~

Her aunt smirking at her niece playing up the innocent role, knowing her little plot is working as she notices the circle of mushrooms growing under her niece’s bedroom window.. a Fae Lover has chosen her already.

The brooding Fae who watches the human girl with longing possessive eyes, waiting for the chance to show himself, to trick her into being his and his only.. All he needs is her to willingly give her Name to him, and make a deal~

The Fae seizing his opportunity when he sees her in the woods alone for the first time, a sad look on her pretty face..

He relishes the look of awe in her eyes at his appearance.. a long slender framed body with pale green skin, sharp black nails on his fingers, sharp teeth in his charming smile, long ears, large glowing golden eyes and dark green hair flowing around him in waves as leafs and flowers adorned his locks like gems, dear-like antlers glittering like opal moonstones resting above his brow like a crown, and flowing robes of thin green silk that fell off one shoulder and left little to the imagination.. a splendid sight to be see for sure~

“Sweet, lovely thing~ why the tears? Tell me what ails you.. and I shall make all pleasant as warm honey with your heart~ for a price~”

gently he held her chin up with a single finger, grin turning wide as a Cheshire as she grasped his larger hand softly in her own with pleading doe eyes and rosy cheeks~

“M-My aunt.. she’s sick.. she’s all the family I have.. I.. I don’t know what to do.”

He knelt down as his figure cast a tall shadow over her, as he realized she wore only her lace nightgown, My how perfect she looks gazing up at him so intently like that..

“Give me your Name, my dearest, and swear to me and me alone your first night.. and your first born~ I shall see to it your Aunt recovers and lives all her days healthy and strong… perhaps a long life as well~”

He could feel how she trembled at his words.. but he had yet to see any fear in her as her gaze turned heavy, giving up Her Name to him without hesitation..

“I swear it~ you may take my heart if it pleases you, my lord~”

He growled as she spoke those delicious words to him.. how sweet.. how delicious…. How curious was she~ a fine Mate for him indeed~

He slowly laid her down on her back as he hovered over her, his long luscious hair falling around them as he kissed her tenderly with honeyed passion, her precious moans tingling his ears as he raised a slender hand up her legs, lifting her dress skirt, only to rip her underwear clean off!

He could smell her arousal burning his nose, how sweet and inviting a scent as he bit her lips and grasped her breast as he shoved two fingers in her wet pussy and started stretching her wide with his fingers.. using his fingers to fuck her with skilled precision, only pulling his lips away from their kiss as she cummed on his hand.. her red lips gasping for breath~

“Tell me, my delicious little human~ what sickness has wrought your dear Aunt, that you would have me RAVAGE you~ make you MINE and Ruin you to any other pathetic male that would dare look at you~”

He quickly shoved his thick cock into her tight and dripping pussy right as she opened her mouth.. a guttural shriek the only thing she could muster as he slammed into her three times, filling her till they were hip to hip.. though he refused to move again till she gave him an answer~

She hastily wrapped her arms around his neck, roughly kissing him with pure hunger as she then gripped his horns and intwined her legs with his.. he froze at the look of predatory lust in her eyes.. My what a new and interesting development this turned out to be~

She weekly fained an innocent look, though she no longer bothered to make it convincing..

“Oh~ terrible allergies I’m afraid~ I feared she might never breathe properly again..”

His Golden eyes turned black as his Cheshire grin returned with glee at hearing this.. she..

SHE.. TRICKED.. HIM??

Ooooh ho ho ho ho~ A Mate this clever and patient was truly worth the wait~ he’ll be sure to reward her for that one~

He began pounding her at full force, her head rolling from side to side against the grass below as her grip tightened on his horns~ shoving his face into her neck he started to fill her with his seed~ Breeding her for as long as he desired.. after all.. thay made a deal. He will have her first Born~ and every single child he fucks into her pretty womb after that~

“Clever little Mate~ you wanted to be Bred like this? Didn’t you.. to be made a Fae’s Bride? Answer me! MY MATE! Or else I won’t fuck my brood in you~”

“Y-YES!! YES!!! Oh Yes!! I-I want this!! Please~ Breed me! MY LOVE!! P-PLEASE!!!!”

He purred at her, declaring her Love to him, to a Fae~ before he even finished Mating her~

He decides to do what not many of his kind do anymore.. Truly claims a Human as his one and only Mate~ instead of just Fucking her once.. he’s Fully going to be Breeding her to completion~

His Mate.. His Bride.. His Breeding Mother.. HIS… she’s HIS!!!

By the time she walks out that forest~ her legs tremble with every step, her dress dirty, stained with grass and the smell of sex, though it takes some time to realize she DID NOT in fact spend just a single night with her Fae Lover.. in fact he was Breeding her for a full week straight, and not long after till she starts to notice a new point at the tips of her ears..

She turns around, Smiling lovingly out at the edge of the forest as she rubs her barely round belly.. the Golden eyes of her Love grinning back at her~

Her Aunt soon emerging from their home to congratulate her, as she herself just returned from spending a few nights with her own husband…. The very kelpie that lives in the lake just behind their little cottage…

“… So.. your uncle wants to know if you invited your new Husband over for dinner? Or is he just going to keep fucking you in the woods??”

The girl turned to smile mischievously at her Aunt, unfazed by her later question..

“Yes! I did, He’s coming by a little later, he wanted to grab a few flowers for the baby first.. and also yes he will~ he’s a truly remarkably skilled Lover~ among other things~”

Her Aunt started cackling as she lead her niece inside for a nice warm bath, and then some tea and fruits for the growing babe.

“Oooh~ got a feisty one did you? Good girl! Perhaps that taste runs in the family after all!”

Sheeeesh! This is so good 😭

Hot too 😏

Claps for you 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

[potatoplace]

Kinktober '24 Masterlist

Welcome! The majority of these fics will have smut in them, and those that don't will have sexual themes. This event is, of course, 18+ only, please respect that. That said, I am so excited for this month and all of these fics! If you'd like you can ask to be tagged in certain fics, or the whole event, just comment on this post so I can get you on the list before posting. Happy Kinktober! ❤️‍🔥🎃👻

1 - The Lighthouse - Siren!Feyre x Reader - dub con, oviposition ~4.4k 🩵🤍

2 - We Can Do This - Feysand x Reader - one night stand, pregnancy ~5.1k 🩵🤍����

3 - Three's Company - Cassian x Reader x Azriel - threesome, spitroasting ~2.2k ❤️🤍💙

4 - Bloom - Elain x Reader - sex pollen, outdoor sex ~1.9k 🩷🤍

5 - Good Kitten - Owner!Nesta x Kitten!Reader - collar + leash, pet play ~2.5k 🩶🤍

6 - Guilty As Sin? - Feysand - mind sex, cheating ~1.7k 🩵💜

7 - Moon Cycle - Werewolf!Cassian x Reader - monsterfucking, knotting ~1k ❤️🤍

8 - Truthteller - Azriel x Reader - knifeplay ~1.8k 💙🤍

9 - Gorgeous - Azriel x Reader, Reader x OC - cheating, unprotected sex ~2k 💙🤍

10 - Fresh Canvas - Feyre x Reader - body writing ~1.8k 🩵🤍

11 - Pretty In Pink - Mor x Reader - public play, mirrors, lingerie ~2.2k ❣️🤍

12 - Your Hands, My Hands - Feyre x Camgirl!Reader - camming, mutual masturbation ~2.2k 🩵🤍

13 - Honey - Omega!Elain x Alpha!Reader - omegaverse, knotting, toys ~1.5k 🩷🤍

14 - Sweetness - Feysand x Reader - aftercare, mommy/daddy kink ~1.7k 🩵🤍💜

15 - Our Hands - Feysand x Camgirl!Reader (Part 2 to day 12) 🩵🤍💜

16 - Bloom Together - Elucien X Reader - voyeurism, threesome (part 2 to day 4) 🩷🤍🧡

17 - Midnight Love - Cassian x Reader - somnophilia ❤️🤍

18 - Control Part 3 - Daddy!Azriel x Little!Reader | part 1 | part 2 💙🤍

19 - Candlelit Nights - Rhys x Reader - wax play 💜🤍

20 - Shine - Feysand - public 🩵💜

21 - Night Out - Mor x Reader - restraints, public ❣️🤍

22 - Dominance - Azriel x Reader, Reader x OC - cucking 💙🤍

23 - Territory - Feyre x Reader - marks 🩵🤍

24 - Tonight - Elriel x Reader - fwb 🩷🤍💙

25 - The Future of the Night Court - Bat Boys x Illyrian!Reader - breeding 💜🤍❤️💙

26 - Our Baby - Sugar!Feysand x SugarBaby!Reader (Part 3 to day 12, 15) 🩵🤍💜

27 - Alleyways - Vampire!Azriel x Reader 💙🤍

28 - Formalwear - Feyre x Reader - collars 🩵🤍

29 - Trick or Treat - Demon!Rhys x Reader 💜🤍

30 - Mastermind Part 3 - Dark!Feysand x Reader - drunk sex, dub con | part 1 | part 2 🩵🤍💜

31 - Drink Up - Vampire!Feysand x Reader 🩵🤍💜

[stevieharringtonwifeguy]

its @stevieweek day 5!!!! here's a modern vampire AU with some dom!stevie flavouring and eau de monsterfucking. amen.

wc: 1397 | rating M (for rampant sexual tension and simpism)

Eddie’s pretty sure he’s been pranked. He looks around the club as he sips his whiskey- it’s a nice place, kind of swanky, music loud enough to loosen inhibitions on the dancefloor but not so loud that you have to yell to be heard at the bar or in the velveteen little booths that line the edges of the room. There’s even a little stage area for live music or performances, currently unused, but he saw a flyer for a drag show while waiting in line and he’s actually considering coming back for that.

So while he’s not disappointed with the club itself per se, it’s not really what was promised to him.

Weeks ago, during a smoke sesh with the rest of the Corroded Coffin boys, Gareth had broken the news about a cool club he’d just discovered. “It’s a pretty cool place- kinda bougie and expensive, but the point is- the best part-”

Gareth had paused, wildly looking each of them in the eye. “It’s run by vampires.”

Obviously, everyone else had burst out laughing. “No the fuck it is not, Gare.”

“It is, I swear!” Gareth had said, completely straight faced, if not a little red from the mockery of his friends. Freak had almost passed out, he was laughing so hard. “My cousin- remember Chrissy? She goes there all the time! She said the owners run it to like- okay so obviously in, like, a Post-Twilight World, obviously there’s loads of people who’d love to get macked on by a vampire. So instead of, like, attacking people, they just. Let people come to them.”

“So it’s a vampire sex club.”

“Okay well when you say it, it sounds dumb. But essentially, yes. Vampire sex club.”

And so now Eddie was sitting in a club that was definitely not a vampire sex club. Sure, it’s kind of old-fashioned in a sort of swanky speakeasy way, and it uses a lot of red decor, but nothing else about it really screams vampire. There’s barely even any goth patrons, which he’d expect to be the main clientele of a vampire sex club. 

It was whatever. Honestly his main reason for coming was just because he trusted Chrissy’s judgement when it came to cool clubs.

He continues sipping his whiskey, leaning back against the bar and keeping an eye out for anyone pretty. Maybe turn this failed vampire sex venture into a successful regular human sex venture. Sure enough, a woman soon approaches the bar, and Eddie almost chokes on his drink.

She’s the most beautiful woman Eddie has ever seen. Miles of sun-kissed, mole-dotted skin revealed by a shimmery gold minidress, gorgeous chestnut waves cascading over one shoulder, and when she turns and catches Eddie’s eye he’s immediately lost in her honey coloured bedroom eyes.

Honestly, he barely even registers walking up to her, too busy cataloguing every inch of the woman before him to pay any attention to where he’s walking. She smiles as Eddie approaches, and he just about manages to avoid staring at her glossy pink lips for too long.

“Hi,” he says, smiling wide enough to show off his dimples. “I’m Eddie!”

“Stevie,” she says, as she shakes his offered hand, looking him up and down in a way that makes him feel like some kind of specimen on display. But like, in a pleasant way. A very pleasant way. “I haven’t seen you around here before. First time?”

“Yeah, actually. You a regular, then?”

Stevie smiles again, something indulgent. “Something like that. Can I buy you a drink?”

Eddie gladly accepts, and he and Stevie quickly grab their drinks and head to one of the curtained booths tucked into a corner of the club. Eddie nurses his whiskey as Stevie sips at her water (she says she doesn’t drink, but comes to the club for the ambience and the people, which Eddie can appreciate). As they talk, Eddie mentions knowing Chrissy, which makes Stevie light up as she recognises Chrissy from previous nights at the club. Apparently Chrissy’s got some kind of thing going with Stevie’s sister Robin, and they while away some time laughing over stories of their shared friend.

“So that’s what brought you here, then? Chrissy gave you a recommendation?” Stevie asks, tilting her head adorably. It draws attention to the line of her neck, and the pretty little moles that dot it in just the right place to kiss.

He wrenches his eyes back up to her face, where she’s smiling knowingly. “Well- okay. You can’t laugh.”

Stevie nods, crosses her heart, and schools her face into something overly serious. Eddie huffs a laugh of his own.

“Okay, so. My friend heard that, apparently, this place is a, and I quote-” Eddie takes a breath, scrunching up his face and quickly saying, “a vampire sex club.”

“A vampire sex club?” Stevie says. Eddie’s eyes are still closed, but he can hear the smile in her voice.

“Those were his words, yes.”

Fabric shifts, and Eddie opens his eyes to see that Stevie has leant forward a bit into his space, elbow on the table and chin propped up in her hand. She gazes at him with hooded eyes and a slight smile on her face, like she’s in on a secret. Eddie never wants her to look away. 

“And you thought you’d, what, come see? Watch maybe?”

“I mean, I guess I was hoping someone would get a bit of a bite in,” Eddie laughs, and is gratified to hear Stevie join in. “Just a little nibble! Like, what, is it a crime to wanna get your neck munched on by a hot vampire?”

“No, it’s very reasonable,” Stevie says with a laugh in her voice. She reaches forward and brushes some of Eddie’s curls off his shoulder, exposing his neck and fixing it with an appraising look that makes Eddie blush. “And it’s a lovely neck. Probably get a lot of offers.”

Eddie waves her away playfully. “I see how it is. You only want me for my neck.”

“Not just for that,” she says, leaning in a bit. “You wanna know a secret?”

She’s so close now, Eddie can probably count her every eyelash. Her perfume is amazing. Her hair is brushing his shoulder. He’s gonna die from horniness, and he’s completely okay with that. He abstractly nods in response to her question, and she smiles like he’s being a Very Good Boy. Which he absolutely is. He can be such a good boy.

“Well,” she whispers, pulling Eddie out of his increasingly X-rated thoughts and graciously allowing him to lean in even closer to hear her. “It’s not not a vampire sex club.”

Eddie tilts his head and makes a wordless noise of interest.

“There’s just the two of us, and any sex that happens isn’t actually in the club. Non-mandatory, but,” she looks Eddie up and down like she wants to eat him. Maybe she does. “It’s definitely on the table.”

Eddie’s gobsmacked. “Wha- really?”

Stevie nods, lips pulling back in a grin that shows off- yeah. Those are some very sharp teeth.

“Please,” he says, voice hoarse with want, the word practically tearing itself from his throat with very little input from his brain.

Stevie tilts her head, Cheshire-cat grin still in place, and Eddie feels very much like a mouse being batted around in her paws. “You gonna beg, baby?”

“Stevie, sweetheart,” he puts his hand over hers, hanging onto her like a drowning man would a liferaft. “I’d worship you like a goddess.”

He’s rewarded with a pleased hum, Stevie’s eyes darkening in a way that gets his own heartbeat quickening. She lays a gentle hand on his chin, turning his face this way and that like she’s inspecting a purchase, before leaning back with a considering nod like she’s come to a conclusion. “Yeah, you will, won’t you?”

With that, she stands up, leaving Eddie blinking up at her from his seat. Stevie smiles her ‘good boy’ smile at him, like she’s pleased to see him exactly where he should be. Below her, gazing up in awe and adoration. 

“Come on then, big boy,” she coos, and then walks briskly to the door. Eddie scrambles after her, barely remembering how to use his legs but powerless to do anything else.

He’s gonna have to buy Gareth a gift basket.

[steddieunderdogfics]

Today is all about @dame-zoom-a-lot! In today’s Mod Spotlight, we’re highlighting Zoom and all that they do for this space!

Zoom is our new Challenge Monday person! They get Monday scheduled and help us find fics for all of our special rec days. They also help out with our behind the scenes tech and functionality, offering up new ways to make our processes more efficient.

Zooms (any) started reading English fics in March 2024 when BG3 Karlach put them in a chokehold. They got into Steddie when cuips_not_cute's blinking red light randomly showed up on their dash. One day, she had a really bad day at work and wrote a silly fic about Accountant Steve inspired by Wynnfryd's 'Steve H. Who works in Accounting', and wrote a bunch more since then. He also knits, makes fan art, and codes up tools to make fanfic writing a little easier. It mods for Steddie Underdog Fics and Stranger Things Fanwork Recs

Zoom is always ready to help! It's been a pleasure having them on our team. They're constantly thinking up new ways to improve both the blog and how we run it, which is always exciting! Having someone so eager to help out, someone who will go above and beyond what's asked of them, is a game changer for this space. I'm so glad they're able to help! - @oh-stars

As a part of our mod spotlight, Zoom's answered some questions from you all and our team! You can read them below.

Be sure to stay tuned for more recs and future mod spotlights in the future!

What are your favorite tropes to read?

It’s hard to say because I tend to go for authors rather than tropes. But if I had to choose, I’d say monsterfuckers or crack fics

What is your preferred way to read and find fics?

I prefer to read on my phone. I usually have a notes app open on the side so I can kind of live-blog as I read. Then when I’m done, I copy the entire thing (mostly snippets that I liked and what I thought about them) and paste that in the comment box. This does take a lot of mental bandwidth, so I re-read a lot. My most re-read fic is the a man after midnight series For finding fics… I get my short fics from stuff that people reblog (Thank you @spectrum-spectre for reblogging so many great fics). I find longer fics by reading the works of all the authors I like then following their bookmarks. I’ve also found some incredible fics and ships by beta-ing.

What’s your guilty pleasure trope?

Everything.

What makes a fic an instant yes for you to read?

If I like the summary, I’ll give anything at least a go.

What is your favorite thing about modding this page?

That it has such a strong foundation, and that I can clearly see that I’m doing something good. Stars did an amazing job setting up the basic flow of how we’re supposed to do things, and they’re also great at giving clear directions. I was honestly pretty worried about the workload at the beginning, but I think I spend maybe an hour or so, if that, doing all my work for Challenge Mondays. It’s so gratifying to see all the reblogs and reactions. This is the most supportive and active fandom I’ve had the pleasure to be in, and I think everyone’s willingness to highlight and rec each other’s work is a big part of that.

What drew you to Steddie?

The fanon. My first exposure to Steddie was from @cuips-not-cute’s Blinking Red Light. Then I just devoured all his other fics like Honeyed Affection and Blood is An Aphrodisiac. I found @lollaika’s The Agony of a Loving Gaze while looking for more stuff by cuip, and I just realized… that’s the fanon. It wasn’t just cuip. The boys being kind of unhinged and obsessed with each other. Steve doing the finger wave and twirling things around… I could go on for days, but yeah, definitely the fanon.

ANONYMOUS – Is there any older or lesser-known Steddie event from the past few years that you particularly love (if ongoing or recurring) or loved? Did you participate in any?

I’m new to the fandom (I only joined last July or so) so not really. But I’m participating in the Eddie Munson BB now and it’s been so much fun sprinting with folks.

@sidekick-hero - What makes a fanfic stand out for you?

Timing. I’m so new to fic reading and writing that if a fic introduces me to new tropes and ships, it’ll really sit with me. I already talked about Honeyed Affection and The Agony of A Loving Gaze. But there’s other fics. @runraerun’s Easy As 123 introduced me to Harringrove. @wynnyfryd’s Steve H, Who Works In Accounting inspired me to write my first fic. And @teddywesworl’s  Anemone finally got me to get rid of the stupid hangups I had about omegaverse. They really… I don’t even know the right word for how much these fics have done for me, to broaden how I see the world, what I feel like I’m allowed to enjoy. So yeah. I’ll always be grateful for them. 

@worldswcollide - What advice would you give to someone who is interested in becoming a mod in the future?

Just go for it! If you have the spare time, I’d recommend you learn the basics of Google Suites now, since Google search is turning into more and more of an utter shitshow D:

ANONYMOUS – If you make fanworks and/or daydream about Steddie, what inspires you?

For drawings, other fics. RunRaeRun has these really vivid, emotional visuals that inspired a lot of attempts, and a few actually finished stuff. AidaRonan (@aidaronan) has such detailed and gorgeous monster designs that gives me so much to work with. And I’ve been having a lot of fun drawing for FkinKindaGauche’s Mer verse. It’s so different from standard mers because there’s a lot more plant stuff going into it. For writing, life experiences. I’ve written about layoffs, getting ghosted by bots, doing taxes, etc. I didn’t always have a community to hold my hands through those experiences, so writing Steddie going through them, but together has been a lot of fun. Generative AI is crushing me right now, so I’m probably going to end up writing about that soon-ish.

ANONYMOUS – Do you participate in any other fannish activities, like making playlists, gif edits, fanart, podcasts, Pinterest boards, etc?

Not yet

@sidekick-hero – What motivates you to mod for steddieunderdogfics?

I need a lot of enrichment.

@worldswcollide – Are there skills you’ve learned as a mod that have helped you in your everyday life?

You can sort and filter google sheets as a view-only user using filtered views. I really should make a tutorial because it makes all the spreadsheets so much easier to use.

ANONYMOUS – Outside of Steddie, who is your favorite character in Stranger Things?

Whoever’s POV I’m writing at the moment.

ANONYMOUS – Have you had a particular favorite Challenge Monday or weekend theme so far (maybe because of the theme, the recs, or the engagement, or for some other reason)?

WIP fics with less than 30 comments. Comments are so motivating for writers and I’d be super proud if getting more attention on those fics inspired the authors to finish them.

@sidekick-hero – What do you like best about fandom?

The sincerity of it all. I’ve read some deliciously freaky shit. And they’ve all been written or drawn, or otherwise created only because the artist had a vision and wanted to share it. I also like that there’s a direct community. I write with other authors in the fandom. We cheer each other on and admire each others’ snippets, sketches, and eventually their work. If I comment, I’m pretty sure that the artist can see it and I hope it makes their day a little better, because they certainly improved mine.

@worldswcollide – If you absolutely HAD to choose—enemies to lovers or friends to lovers? (At least when it comes to Steddie)

For Steddie? Friends to lovers, absolutely. But I love the enemies to lovers dynamic for Harringrove. It really depends on the ship I guess. Speaking of, Ronance has such delicious enemies to lovers potential–the anguish of falling for a girl that accidentally tore out your Platonic Soulmate’s heart +_+

ANONYMOUS – For fun: What do you like to do on a rainy day?

I love rainy days. My dog is a bit reactive. So going on a nice little walk when there’s no one outside, and seeing her just relax is so fun.

ANONYMOUS – What inspired you to join the mod team?

The Writer’s Wednesdays. I learned a lot from reading the writer interviews, and I wanted to do whatever I could to help keep the blog going.

ANONYMOUS – How different is modding this space versus others you’ve modded?

I’m new to modding, so I don’t really have a good answer. I only mod this space and another stranger things fan art blog that I started because I was inspired by this blog. This space has a lot more structure and more events (Stars is fantastic I don’t know how they do it).

ANONYMOUS – You mentioned in your bio you like to code things to make writing easier, what sort of projects do you like to make?

I like doing quick and dirty projects that automates one simple task for me without needing to worry too much about maintainability or scalability and all the other fun stuff. I’m most proud of a text generator tool for Ao3 

ANONYMOUS – Outside of Steddie, what other ST fanfic tropes are your favorite?

Errr… I don’t really have a specific trope that I like for just Steddie. But creatures? The weirder, the more non-human, the better. I adore fics that feature the Upside Down more prominently, and as its own ecosystem. I think that’s the Dungeon Meshi girlie in me. Speaking of, y’all should go check out @fkinkindagauche’s PANDO

Today, all of our recs are from @dame-zoom-a-lot specifically! You can always see her recs on our Fic Fridays by checking our #mod zoom rec tag.

[honey-lemon-halo]

hiiii, I’m Honey Lemon! <3

this is an account (technically a sideblog but it’s basically my main at this point :P) that i’m gonna be using to explore more dark kinks and fantasies because I trust trans nsftblr more than i trust our troops but i also want to separate it from my main nsft acct. My asks are always open to everyone, but I usually only respond to dms from moots :)

🍯The Basics!🍯

~ you can call me Honey Lemon, Honey, or any other pet names you like so long as you’re sticking to masculine or neutral addresses!

~king-**-***-*****boys is my main, I follow and like from there! I’m usually more active here tho :)

~ I mostly use he/him to refer to myself, but I also like it/its and they/them, so feel free to use any or all of those!

~ I am gay/mlm/achillean/into non-women! I’m pretty flexible with my considerations of non-woman and I’m really into anyone who aligns or identifies themselves with masculinity in some form or another, so generally if you’re not sure, don’t be scared to ask!! I stick with the gay label because it’s what feels the most correct to me :3

~Related, I’m cool with all folks enjoying my posts!! The things I say are geared to other MLM and typically T4T people, but I don’t mind other kinky queers hanging out around here!! Cishet folks, I don’t mind y’all being here either, so long as you’re respectful <3

~ I am exclusively a bottom and mostly submissive, though I am known to have both dominant and bratty streaks!

~ I’m just exploring for now! I’m happy to make some friends in kink and maybe flirt for funsies, just not looking to start anything too serious at the moment (though that may be subject to change!) <3

~ ALL OF MY POSTS ARE STRICTLY FANTASY AND IN THE CONTEXT BETWEEN CONSENTING ADULTS!! RACK and SSC are always to be kept in mind around here <3

🍯Tags!🍯

~ #Honey Lemon Drops - for asks that I have answered and generally talking to people!

~ #Honey’s Purities - posts that aren’t horny or kinky, usually just me talking.

~ #Herbal Honey - posts that I make or reblog while I’m high!

~ #Boozy Honey - posts that I make or reblog when I’m tipsy!

~ #Trigona Hypogea - snuff/gore/guro posts. generally, the ones about like, getting murdered and harmed and other such things

🍯Kinks!🍯

yes!

(the stuff that I’m certifiably into, and will show up on this blog!)

~ breeding

~ fauxcest

~ cnc

~ dumbification

~ objectification

~ intox

~petplay (mouse, bunny, occasional puppy)

~ sadomasochism

~ corruption

~ obsession

~ kidnapping

~ bondage/restraints

~ blood

~ Teratophilia/monsterfucking

maybe?

(the stuff that I might be into, am still exploring, or would prefer to lay boundaries for first!)

~Objectum (plushophilia mostly. this one’s new but it’s inching closer to yes ehe)

~Musk

~ Knifeplay

~ Gunplay

~ Forcemasc

~Stalking (separate from obsession, I’ve had experiences with stalkers before so it’s only a turn on under some circumstances. this may change, as of now it’s closer to a yes than a no :3)

Nope!

(The stuff that I am NOT into and will not be posting about!! Not here to judge if it’s your thing, it’s just not mine.)

~piss/scat/anything such

~vomit

~ detrans

~ misgendering

~ And the general like. Not into my identity being disrespected, disrespect me in other ways please <3

🍯DNIS!🍯

do not interact with my blog if you are:

~ A MINOR

~ NO AGE IN BIO/PINNED

~ A “MAP” OR “MAP SUPPORTER”

I use the block button liberally and without hesitation.

that should be all!! bye now, see you again soon <3

[hawkinsbnbg]

Welcome, you can call me Sione. I'm here to keep Steve Harrington well-bred and well-loved 🥰

You can also find me on ao3 under the same handle 💖

🌸 About Me 🌸

★ 24, she/they, bi

☆ Bottom Steve truther

★ This blog is for 18+ only.

☆ I also talk about DDNE 🕊️🪦

🌸 Navigation 🌸

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🌸 Masterlist 🌸

dreams of dragon's fire He looked naïve, pretty, and stupid, a perfect victim for the unassuming freak out there—who must've been watching him without his notice this whole time. (cnc, pwp | 2k5 | complete)

baby, it didn't take all of my life to find you, but you can believe it's gonna take the rest of my life to keep you When Steve first moved to Hawkins, he had become the town's gossip. (omegaverse, neighbors au | 16k4 | complete)

if only you're not mine Hell nah, Eddie could never be that lucky. He wasn't destined for nice things, especially Steve Harrington. (hurt no comfort, SE | 1k4 | complete)

love knot Classic roommates trope with some kinky elements (omegaverse | 12k3 | complete)

dom eddie week A collection for Dom Eddie Week event (4 works | complete)

enamored (there's honey on my lips) Steve and Eddie and their little game (pwp, married steddie | 3k | complete)

milk teeth His boy was so helpless, so easy to love that all Eddie could do was give him everything he had. (age play fic, dead dove, transmasc Steve | 5k1 | complete)

flowers on your grave, dirt in my ribs (bury me in your bed and kiss me to sleep) Eddie presented as an alpha in the boathouse and Steve had to take care of him. (omegaverse au, alpha4alpha, dead dove | 5k8 | complete)

brat (when daddy's not home) Frat boy Steve and drug dealer Eddie au (18k | complete)

kaleidoscope (let my desire eat you alive) A collection for Steddie Smutty September event. (8 works | complete)

betelgeuse Vampire Eddie got drunk on his boy's strawberry wine. (6k5 | complete)

remedy (drug me up, love me down) Steve wanted to numb his loneliness with drugs, but he ended up getting addicted to something better. (omegaverse au | 3k5 | complete)

honey bunny Eddie woke up to Jeff informing him that he had bought himself a bunny. He never cared much about the hybrids before, but it seemed he had to now. (bunny hybrid Steve au | 5k2 | complete)

a kiss on my lips Carol’s words kept circling in his head like a broken record. Munson is really good with his mouth. (omegaverse au | 1k5 | complete)

glacé (candied peach) Steve was convinced by Robin to attend Nancy's birthday party in a mini-skirt. What could go wrong? (omegaverse au | 11k8 | complete)

whiskey eyes Steve's first time bottoming (2k1 | complete)

burgundy kiss Steve got 'Good boy' inscribed on his buttcheek ( soulmates au | 6k5 | complete)

binary stars Sub alpha Eddie with puppy play. (omegaverse au | 3k7 | complete)

over loved Steve asked Eddie to shave his cunt for him. (2k8 | complete)

Poison Paradise A series of mob boss Steve and assassin Eddie ft. toxic relationships and bad bdsm etiquettes (omegaverse au | 3 works | complete)

baby, you're my angel Fem Steve who got insecure about being vanilla (1k2 | complete)

whaler Steve lost his hearing after a car accident. When he decided to spend his summer break at his aunt's in Hawkins, he didn't expect to make friends with a rockstar (17k5 | complete)

my dear, my love, a billion stars Post-divorced Steddie, light angst, hurt/comfort (2k | complete)

lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones, and I will try to fix you miscarriage, angst, hurt/comfort (omegaverse au | 4k6 | complete)

🍒 Steve decided to be a tease and Eddie was weak to his boyfriend (2k3 | complete)

Rotten Heaven Monsterfucker!Steve (5k5 | completed)

Cherrie Amour Eddie took care of Steve after Starcourt blew up. (omegaverse au | 2k9 | complete)

I Was Made For Lovin' You Alpha4Alpha, no bitching, dom/sub undertone (8k1 | complete)

your name is a prayer on my tongue, sugar on my lips, but baby why does it hurt so bad? Fwb to lovers, accidental voyeurism, brief smut scene of Steve/MOC (6k7 | complete)

Rivals Turned Lovers? What A Cliché Exactly what says on the tin (7k5 | complete)

steddie microfic A collection for Steddie Microfic event (ongoing)

— Dividers are from @saradika-graphics

[drachonia]

𝐟 𝐞 𝐯 𝐞 𝐫 .

Kinktober Day 17 Ring Schwarz x OC insert

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: this is probably the most out of pocket thing i've ever written...and @candied-boys may or may not have been the reason I went with this idea. love you, mimi! you're a delight, my friend. <3 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: @candiedcoffeedrops @candied-boys 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: monsterfucking (werewolf), knotting, ring being ring.

Full moons. The bane of any supernatural being’s existence. Werewolves in particular were known for how susceptible they were to its alignment. And Ring was certainly no exception.

Now, what plagued him wasn’t just the fear of transformation, no, he could make those changes almost at will. What had been elevated were his impulses, most definitely. And currently, someone he held dear was at his mercy.

“Ring, you have to relax…” her eyes narrowed affectionately as she looked up at him, reaching to cup his cheeks and stroke his face.

“I can’t! It’s so hard to focus on anything but how you smell. Y-You smell nice, by the way— like honey and flowers! I-I mean..!” He stammered out, flushed nearly as red as his eyes.

Her fingers drifted down to gently paw and squeeze at his chest, enjoying how the relaxed muscle squished beneath her hands as she smiled up at him, feeling the muscles harden as he tensed up. Exactly the reaction she was hoping for.

“So tense…how do you get work done?” She gently ran one index finger between his pectoral muscles and along his throat to his chin, tilting it up slightly so he looked down at her.

That touch seemed to be the last straw for Ring.

The werewolf growled rather loudly, the sound vibrating through her body as his big hands grasped her by the hips, digging his fingers in as he pushed her down beneath him. lifting her calves over his broad shoulders and clawing at his own waistband with a frustrated huff. Her dainty fingers brushed over him lightly, drawing another purring growl out of Ring.

“Don’t do that…” he pleaded, gasping as she unbuttoned his trousers successfully and eased them down his thighs a bit before he pushed her onto her back once more. The bulk of ring was normal along the shaft and tip, but what wasn’t as normal was the swollen base. Most might simply call it a ‘knot.’

“Please, Ring…”

The werewolf began moaning softly once he slid into her slick walls, huffing and whimpering at the tightness that squeezed the sanity out of him. With the first few inches in he began thrusting into her tight folds with an overwhelming haze clouding his thoughts. It was a haze that whispered of all the things he could do to the much smaller woman beneath him, taking in her blissful expression as she gazed up at him.

“Oh! Y-Yes!” Her voice was breathy and sweet, her nails digging into the skin of his arms and shoulders with each rough buck into her. Her moans accentuating every wet noise from between them. The werewolf felt his stomach tighten and his eyes roll back with his first orgasm inside her.

That haze over Ring still hadn’t let go, if anything it had intensified with the feeling of her around him. His sole thought through that haze was to fuck her senseless beneath him, and he was not holding back with her at all. Fingers dug even further into her hips as he yanked her against him, breathing harder and feeling his nails and teeth ache with the urge to claw and bite at his partner.

“Ring please..!”

Ring growled, pushing himself deep into her enough that he felt the swollen base throb so hard that he felt his head spin. He paused for a moment, giving it some thought before a devilish smirk lit up his usually stoic and sweet features, “Hold on a bit longer for me.” He breathed as he pulled himself from her reluctantly, only to flip her on her stomach, her hips raised up to expose her slightly stretched folds as he guided her back onto his cock in one fluid thrust. The shock of it drove her to stiffen and tilt her head back with a moan. Ring felt every bit of her throb around him, gasping and grinding his knot against her slowly, “Please, take all of me…” he panted as he pulled back only to thrust against her tightness once more, feeling himself stretch her slightly. It ultimately ended up with her body pushing against his, but the sensation left the werewolf excited, thrusting once again. The same result, but he continued to push against her, thrusting hard at a downward angle against her folds while she clutched at the sheets under her, muffled whimpers all she could manage.

“Please..!” Ring whined, giving a plea with every thrust as his skin smacked against hers. He could hardly contain himself as he gave one more insistent thrust against her folds, the mix of seed and juices and sweat allowed the werewolf to slip into his lover and feel every bit of her tightness as he rutted and rubbed against her with each movement tugging on her body like a puppet on a string.

“Oh fu—ck~!” She mewled, gasping as his hips rubbed flush against her own and her darling wolf lined her neck with messy, needy kisses, whimpers leaving him constantly.

“Ring, I’m—!” Her lips could hardly form a cry as they parted, her folds squeezing tight around him as he came with her. Just when she was catching her breath, she felt another tug on her overstimulated hips, looking back at him and seeing how he continued to rock into her.

“Need you…so badly…!” Ring groaned, curling his body protectively over hers.

“Y-You have me, I promise..!” She breathed under him, cheeks flushed deeply as he continued to fill her up until dawn.

[wannab-urs]

The Spreadsheet Digest - Vol 25

Hi Friends!!

It has been... a week. I didn't get a whole lot of reading done. But I did absolutely adore every single thing I read this week. I think, if I can count, I read 12 new fics this week. Also tried out yet another new format: Author summaries (or my quick one if there wasn't one) included with the rec.

As always you can find all of my previous fic recs here. Feel free to tag me in your fics and I'll add them to my TBR (please understand that my TBR is long as hell and it might take a while for me to get to it)

Fic recs below the (baby) Pedro!

Me and My Husband a Din series by @beskarandblasters

Summary: Din Djarin is doing what any typical Mandalorian would be doing after reclaiming Mandalore, finding a riduur and settling down. He’s still a member of the Guild on Nevarro, taking bounties here and there to support his new family. But when he meets you while you’re working the front desk at an inn on Naboo, he finds himself hooked, feeling like he’s found something new and exciting in his now mundane life. How long can he keep up appearances with his riduur? And how long can he keep his little secret with you?

This is the first married!Din series I’ve ever seen (not saying it doesn’t exist, but I haven’t seen it), so this is for my infidelity loving Din Girlies. I love how awkward and just plain bad at flirting Din is in this. And you’ll hear this a lot from me in my reblogs but POOR MAY!! I’m so excited for the rest of this series. 

Oh, Honey a Joel series by @lincolndjarin 

Summary: you’ve been given a gift. a fresh start in a brand new place, the sleepy little town of Honey, WV. a distant aunt has passed away and left you a little plot of land and her camper, the stars must be aligning for you because the local mortician is looking for an assistant and you’re desperate for the work experience. your new employer even offers to set you up with her brother-in-law! things are looking up, you’ve got a brand new home, a new town, a hot date, (and thanks to a series of bear attacks that started immediately after your arrival) you have more than enough work to keep you busy!

Oh look Gin is reading another monsterfucking fic…. Shocker. But anywayyyy, I love the buildup in this. It’s got such a good suspenseful plot. And I love that reader goes a lil off the rails and everyone is fuckin gaslighting her aghhhhhh. Oh also baby Ellie is in this and that is adorable. The lore and the worldbuilding in this are to die for, I feel like I’m reading a mystery novel. 

A Heart For Eating a Joel series by @motherofagony

Summary: a vicious raider attack robs you of human connection and lights a fire of destruction in your life in jackson. joel's fixated on you, and your lives tangle. revenge becomes a needful thing.

I love Joel’s characterization in this so much. He’s a grumpy bastard, but he’s got that wonderful protective caregiver thing going on. If you’re a fan of some mild love as consumption, injured men (and taking care of them (joel)), christ side wounds, and gorgeous storytelling this is the one. 

Go Ahead, I dare ya a Javi P two shot by @chronically-ghosted

Summary: 1. No sex. 2. No touching yourself. 3. No orgasms. 4. No murdering your annoying DEA partner. A Javier Peña-shaped riff on that iconic Star Wars fic.

The TENSION!!!! The BUILDUP!!!! This fic drove me crazy dude. It’s so will they won’t they the whole fucking time right up until they do. Javi is perfectly written and reader is a perfect match for his bullshit. 

Wet Work a Frankie one shot by @loversandantiheroes

Summary: Frankie accidentally discovers how to make you squirt

I???? It’s a fic where Frankie makes you squirt three times like what else do I even have to say? It’s on your kitchen table! And you call him a good boy! This fic is devastatingly hot. 

Frankie Breathplay Drabble a Frankie drabble by @ozarkthedog 

Summary: Frankie chokes you while you ride him

Got tagged in this lovely little drabble and ummmm oh my god? Breathplay is a little bit of an understatement for what this is. It borders on dark!frankie (in my personal opinion), which I adore. He’s choking you out while you ride him. Like that’s what’s happening. Asphyxiation but make it sexy. 

Real Gods Require Blood a Joel one shot by @proxima-writes

Summary: You think you’re as good as dead when a band of raiders find you. In what you think are your final moments, an angel appears. His name is Joel Miller, and he is here to deliver you from evil.

CULT JOEL! CULT JOEL!!! I love how fucking scary Joel is in this. It’s like if the stuff that happened to canon joel got all mixed up with some religious trauma and made him go a little crazy. I loved this so much. It was quietly terrifying, beautifully written. I love the ending so much too… not gonna spoil it but AHHHH

The Locksmith a The Thief series by @oonajaeadira 

Summary: A Thief you’ve known for years and have conflicting feelings for brings you a gift. The gift is a not only a puzzle in itself, but part of a larger mystery, one only you can crack.

I’m like 3 or 4 chapters into this series and I love it so much. The Thief with a locksmith reader is just such a good idea and I love how he ropes her into situations. He’s such a smooth talker ugh. The opera chapter? Pls. I gotta go finish this series now actually AH. 

The Haunting of Dieter Bravo a Dieter one shot by @idolatrybarbie

Summary: "ghosts aren't real, except when they are."

As a paranormal horror slut, it really felt like this fic was written for me… (f’me, if you will, Bea). Dieter being Dieter and reader being done with his shit and then they get HAUNTED. I love it. The suspense is so good. I was actually a lil freaked out. 

Everyone at this party's a vampire a Dieter one shot by @idolatrybarbie

Summary: "you look so pretty like this."

This is funny because Dieter is an idiot, but reader is so hot??? Anyway sexy vampire lady lures Dieter’s dumbass into getting murked and it’s wonderful.

Intimidation Tactics a Dave/Marcus P series by @whataperfectwasteoftime

Summary: You and your partner, Marcus Pike, are investigating a case that brings you far too close to something much more dangerous than your average art thief. 

I haven’t quite finished this yet (actually just got to the big action scene), but I am so in love with this fic. I already adore the way Penny writes Marcus, but then we get her Dave too. And Dave has all these elements of movie Dave – badass, sexy, a little scary – but we also get to see him be sweet and protective and playful and I love it so much. And then also I think everyone knows I’m a big ol slut for a MMF fic and the dynamic between Marcus and Dave is so fucking good. Little baby enemies to lovers plotline and GOD their chemistry is off the charts. 

Just Friends a Javi P two shot by @joelsgreys

Summary: You’re planning to have sex for the first time and you’re nervous—Javi offers to show you a thing or two, but just as friends of course.

I really love the way Vee writes Javi, man. He’s arrogant, annoying, rude, snarky… but also protective, sweet, and very ummmm giving. The banter is fuckin unmatched. And the mutual pining? PLEASE. I’m obsessed. 

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Apologies to anyone whose series I normally keep up with... I've been a lil scatterbrained.

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Happy Reading!

[astroboots]

Hi CiCi! I’ve been a quiet follower for a while and I love your fics and works! I didn’t know who to talk to about this because I have a question and I don’t know who to ask. It’s been running through my mind for weeks, I’ve lost sleep. I need to throw this up and have it answered or I’ll lose my mind, I’m having an existential crisis.

So Miguel is 50% spider, right? I haven’t read the comics so I dont know much about his origin story, but this has been haunting me, please help

So if Miguel is 50% spider, does this make us Miggy girlies (or boys/lovers) …

Does this make us monster fuckers

“With great power comes great responsibility” BUT I—?! I’M NOT A MONSTER FUCKER. BUT HE’S PART SPIDER. DOES THIS MAKE US MONSTER FUCKERS CICI??? PLEASE HELP

OMG NONNY!! I AM SCREAMING!!!!

I never thought of that before!!!!! this is blowing my mind 🤯🤯🤯

ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS come to me with questions like this because honey i'm gonna let you in on a secret....

i am a monster fucker. Like 11/10 would bang a monster.

So I'm openly and willingly embracing that our man Miguel is half monster.

AIN'T NO SHAME IN THAT! monsters is just size kink turned up to the extreme.

I am very interested in hearing what everyone else is thinking of this. Is miguel half monster? are we monster fuckers?!?!

All potential monster fuckers are welcome here!!!

Also I'mma tag my fellow monsterfucker @djarinsbeskar for any additions she want to add!

[crowboybites]

Welcome!

Hello, please allow me to introduce myself.

You can call me Crow.

this is my horny sideblog so i don’t have to be horny on main lol. if that ain’t your vibe, feel free to skedaddle. minors return from whence you came!!!

some nicknames I love: good boy, pretty boy, angel, prince, love, darling, honey, boytoy, pet. I am open to other names as well.

pronouns are they/it/he (no major preference)

19

primarily t4t <3

sub leaning, fairly new

virgin but a slut at heart <3

https://pleasepraise.me/creaturebites

likes/limits and important info under the cut! <3

Likes:

praise (seriously, i’ll melt)

breeding (no preg)

monsterfucker

COLLARS

leashes

light restraints

light pain / impact

punishment

very mild exhibitionism

light petplay

biting

love ppl with tattoos. tattoos are so hot

very mild cnc

gentle doms!!!! <3

cowboys

did i mention i like tattoos

Hard Limits

misgendering / detrans

watersports / scat / ect

spit

ageplay and similar

raceplay

incest / fauxcest / anything similar

heavy cnc

DNI:

minors are not welcome here! minors and blogs without a listed age are blocked on sight.

racists

homophobic/transphobic/ect (i am trans and queer you are not welcome here!!!)

anti-neopronouns/xenogender

a-spec exclusionist

generally if your here to be a dick or start arguments or whatever, i don’t want that shit here

blogs centered around s/h

ed/thinspo/ect. blogs

Boundaries and other info:

MINORS DNI (obviously)

asks/anons : open and encouraged <3

dms : open

seriously, feel free to be silly or horny in my asks all you want as long as it’s not anything on my no or dni list! i may not always respond or may take awhile, sometimes i get nervous or can’t think of things to say BUT i promise they are appreciated :) (I love attention lol)

at the moment, i do not give out other socials and am hesitant to interact using my main blog for personal reasons. i am happy to interact here (reblogs/asks/messages). this could change in the future but for now it is a firm boundary.

within that vein, i do occasionally follow from my main blog. i try to keep this blog as separate as possible BUT if i follow you you’re welcome to follow back, happy to have new mutuals! but i still prefer interacting here for horny stuff tho and if you know my main blog… no you don’t :)

do not call me a girl/princess or anything like that. i do not tolerate intentional misgendering, you will be blocked.

i block as i see fit. feel free to block me if my blog ain’t your vibe, you’re not hurting my feelings.

[graygiantess]

Hi! ❤️ I love hear you talk about writing so if you wanna share, I'd like to know (especially in relation to devil's minion but anything goes, really): 1) What is your favorite fanfic trope to write and/or read? 2) Is there a trope you love but would (probably) never write, and if so, why? 3) What is your favorite fic that YOU have written?

Hey Nonny!

Thank you so much for your questions! I love talking about (my) writing so that works out nicely. 😊

1) One thing I really love about Armandaniel is the fact that they're super powerful immortal x just some guy.

Just the idea of Armand being like "THIS IS MY BEAUTIFUL BOY, HE IS THE SPECIALEST OF BOYS" and then it's...a 69-year-old sarcastic asshole who can't find his glasses.

Conversely, Armand being really intense and/or hyperfixated and Daniel just going, "Uh-huh, that's nice, honey" and sort of begrudgingly enabling him or allowing Armand to drag him all over town.

They're such an odd match but they're also perfect for each other (if, you know, you take away the fact that Daniel wants the one thing Armand can’t give him and Daniel can never understand why Armand doesn’t want to give him that and there's resentment and drama and their lifestyle is literally killing Daniel and they generally just have a fucking miserable time because they live inside TVC 😅).

I also really love writing them just being incredibly married, be it bickering or just domestic fluff.

2) Don’t judge me but I really fucking love fake dating. 😅 It's so silly but I gets me every time. But I just don't see how I could fit that to any of the TVC ships without going romcom AU, which idk if I'll do again after finishing What, Like It's Hard?

(I've also never felt the urge to write fic for any other fandom and I don’t know if I ever will, so I don't have any other cast of characters I could use this trope on.)

3) Tbh, I love all my fics. I'm probably not supposed to say this, but I think I'm really good. 🤭😅🙈 There's only one fic I'm kinda meh about.

I think Silver Lining is probably my best fic. And Issues is my special little baby. It's only around 700 words and I think people tend to skip it because of that, but it really dives into Daniel being a total monsterfucking weirdo and I just loved exploring that.

Thanks again!

[pockctpup]

first things first: put your age in your bio/pinned or I’m blocking you. no minors, at all, ever. I don’t care if you turn 18 tomorrow.

hey I’m ashe c: I’m 31, bi oriented aroace, and a genderfluid demi guy. I use they/he/it pronouns. I prefer bottoming and lean more submissive than anything else but have been known to service top or sub top on occasion. Feel free to message or send asks! I don’t rp but I’m very open to sexting.

Consent and aftercare are requirements. Don’t be a dick. Don’t follow me if I’m in your dni. I’m unlikely to follow first if you have gender or attraction requirements since I may/may not meet those depending on the day.

I’m keeping the kinks softer here, but there will probably still be some roughness. If a kink leans toward being desirable and belonging somewhere or with someone, I probably have it.

kinks/what you can expect to see here: pet play (pup primarily), cnc usually of the coercive variety, anal, things in my mouth lmao (oral fixation be fixating), spit/drool (messy bjs/making out, being spit on etc), nipple play, praise, dumbification & degradation (affectionately only), edging, gentle overstim, breeding (with or without preg), monsterfucking, medical play, hierophilia, primal play, piss

cws tagged as “content cw”: cnc cw, pregnancy cw, piss cw, hierophilia cw

personal limits & preferences & such under the cut

limits: any weight related play, scat

names I like: pup, pet, good/pretty/stupid/slutty, etc boy (as long as it’s said affectionately, you can call me pretty much anything that ends in boy or pet or something gender neutral like that), pretty standard pet names ig (baby, sweetheart, honey, etc.), feminine pet names when paired with more masc ones (like if you call me princess and boy in the same breath I’ll die - ie be a good boy, princess)

anatomy words: dick/cock, hole, cunt, chest, pussy/boypussy, breasts, tits

[chronicles-of-the-hive-wizard]

“Ya, juts… just… give me a sec, oh boy… I’m not use to this whole.”

*gestures to the stump*

“Ya… okay, here I go.”

*the arm Re manifests, almost like a honey

@monsterfucker-research-wizard

*I wave at you from a distance*

@monsterfucker-research-wizard

“… who are you?”