#monsterxreader

[flowerbetweenfangs]

A Lesson In Discipline

Warnings: Breeding/Mating/Use of Pheromones

When you had brought the jars of pheromones, there was a bit of doubt lingering in the back of your mind. After all, plenty had taken advantage of the werewolf pack moving into your city. While the identities of the members were a secret, they were always skulking about on the full moon, picking their mate for the night.

Those who were chosen said it was the best sex of their life, raw and primal. Bowlegged walks and the scent that clung to them gave credence to their claim. And for the remaining cycle of the moon, they would have good fortune and preferential treatment as the packmember’s mate.

You dabbed a drop behind your ears. While your nose couldn’t pick anything up, you hadn’t expected it to. Hopefully, you hadn’t been duped with just plain water.

The next day while out, you caught a few people looking at you with hunger. Glazed over eyes, lips parted slightly as drool seeps out just enough to moisten lips, some stand up taller, muscles taut as they look ready to pounce on you, a slight rumble in chests and throats as they look you over, nostrils flaring as they drink in your scent.

Even when you washed behind your ears in the public bathroom at university, you could see the few who let their gazes linger just a little longer. The glimmer of hunger was there, but restraint had returned. It figured college students would be a prime pick for the pack.

During your latest lecture, a few stragglers seemed to paying more attention to you than the professor. Tight fists gripped pens and pencils hard enough to snap, fingers pounded on keyboards despite the owners not taking their eyes off you. The overwhelming scent of musk quickly filled the air as condensation formed on the large windows facing the courtyard.

When the bell rang, a sense of relief washed over you when the professor clapped his hands together.

“Class dismissed!” His normally monotone voice boomed through the classroom. The lookers slumped and slunk out. If they had tails, they would be between their legs.

“Except for you.” The professor pointed right at you.

As you walked closer, you noticed his nails seemed to be a little longer than usual. Or maybe they had always been that way? He leaned on his desk, but still towered over you.

“What were you thinking?” He hissed. His canines were slightly elongated, the rest of his teeth tapered. “Wearing something so potent?”

“Sir?” You asked. You swallowed hard, a quiver in your stomach.

“There are less disciplined wolves out in the city.” His nails scraped against the top of the desk, small shavings curling under the tips. “If you wander off campus, then you’ll be putting a target on your back.”

“I tried to scrub it off.” You confessed, not even trying to feign ignorance or innocence. “I thought that—”

“Less disciplined wolves wouldn’t give you a warning.” He growled, his muscles audibly straining as he gripped the desk tighter. Even as he spoke, there was a shift in his pants’ fabric as his erection grew. “Fortunately for you… I’m far more restrained.”

“Thank you for the warning.” You managed to stutter out, although you could feel the desire starting to fan to life inside you. He was an older man, but remarkably handsome, silver hair and a beard, with caramel colored eyes that looked almost amber. His dress clothes were tight against his body. Strong, and big. Both wide and tall.

Your face burned, and you hoped he didn’t see it. Actually, a small part hoped he did.

“You’re in no danger as long as you remain on campus.” He assured you, finally letting go of the desk and closing the distance between you. The scent of his cologne was strong. No, not cologne… Musk.

“We deal with unruly pack members diligently.”

The windows seemed to fog up more when he leaned down to your neck. Warm breath rolled over your neck as he panted, taking in your scent.

“That includes mates.”

(Part 02 is here!)

[leeeeeeeeech]

Hiiiiii~!

so I saw your writing and I am in love with how you portray characters, and I wanted to do a commission, but I don't have the cash for it right now. Can I get like a sample? I can dm you and you can post it here. No pressure tho! I can tip once I have some cash (bills y'know haha) I'm but a humble broke bitch.

Oof I feel that anon. And sure! Just send me a description, and what kind of vibe ya want and I can whip something up for ya :3

[ameliathornromance]

An Orcish Romance (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/379732935-an-orcish-romance?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=ameliathornrom A collection of short x reader stories compiled from my Tumblr. All characters are 21+

I’ve started a Wattpad!

Here, you can find a full book of all my stories written so far so you won’t have to go digging through my blog :)

[hitmenscribbles]

✨ NEW CHAPTER DROP ✨ — The Courage of Kindness (Chapter 11)

Harry is growing—braver, kinder, and more loved than ever. He stands up for a new friend, and his chaotic monster mom household? They absolutely lose it. 💀💗

This chapter is everything: 🧃 Emmy + Harry friendship 🐍 Miia’s overprotective meltdown 🕷️ Rachnera giving savage advice 🧣 Fluffy winter scarves & family warmth 🎨 Soft art bonding & slow healing

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[bunnis-monsters]

hi can you do a jealous monsterxreader? hehehehe where the monster becomes jealous of the reader's friend.

NSFW

warning: somnophilia, dubcon, oral(f!receiving), breeding, slight yandere behavior

If he hadn’t of seen it with his own four eyes, the monster living under your bed might not have believed it.

There was a male in your room, laughing with you, touching you… being way too familiar with you for his liking.

You had been living in the home for a few years now, and he had come to see you as a sort of mate. So it was almost disrespectful that you brought another… male into your nest.

Although the male did not try and mate with you, the monster still stared at it with utter hatred. If your friend didn’t leave soon, he would not be able to hide his presence any longer, because he would slaughter him.

Thankfully, your friend got a call from his roommate asking to be let in, so he left. A soft purr emanated from his chest as he watched the man leave.

Now it was just you and him, like it was supposed to be. Other people being in the picture only made things complicated. When it was just you, scrolling through your phone and trying to get off all on your own, he could relax, his cock hardening at the scent of your arousal.

His poor mate always had trouble making herself cum, so he climbed into your bed once you went to sleep unsatisfied.

He rubbed his face against your neck, making sure his scent covered you before pushing your wet panties to the side.

Soft, long licks to your cunt had you squirming in your sleep, whining bit. His long, tentacle like tongue could reach the parts of you that you couldn’t, making you cum easily.

Usually, he’s just help you get off before stroking his cock over your pussy and cumming all over your clit before putting your panties back on… but tonight he was feeling possessive, snarling slightly as he inhaled the male’s scent still lingering in the air.

“Mine…” he murmured as held onto your hips, positioning his thick cock at your entrance, rubbing against it. “Gotta claim you… shh…”

He shoved his tongue into your mouth, exploring it thoroughly before pulling away to smile down at your sleeping form.

Being the monster under your bed, he had a sleeping agent in his spit. You wouldn’t wake up now, no matter how hard he fucked you.

He impaled you with his cock, a purr rumbling in his chest as he comforted you with sweet, loving kisses to your neck and chest. You were his mate, he didn’t want to hurt you after all, he just needed to make sure others knew who you belonged to!

Once you loosened up a bit, he rolled his hips into yours, whimpering into your ear. You were just so tight and warm, and all he wanted to do was breed with his beloved! Just the image of your belly nice and swollen with his young was enough to have him rutting into you uncontrollably like the monster he was.

His dark skin glistened with sweat as your pussy clenched around him. He fucked you through your orgasm, cooing as he whispered praise to you.

“My precious little mate, taking me so well… oh, how I love you… no one will take you from me, I promise I’ll have you swollen with my young by the end of the month…”

With that, he painted your walls with his hot, thick cum, filling you until it spilled out onto the bed. He purred, nipping and sucking on your neck as he rode out his high, making sure you were covered in hickeys. He was extra careful with his sharp teeth, unable to even think of hurting his love.

No one would be able to question if you had a lover now… you were absolutely drenched in his scent, and he couldn’t be happier to see your satisfied expression as he cleaned you up and tucked you back into bed.

Keeping his mate happy was all he wanted, really, and he was ready to reveal himself, come the following night.

Hopefully… you’d understand and accept your time… because you were his mate, bonded to him forever.

Whether you liked it or not… but by the way you cling to him as he attempted to pull away, you sleeping face pouting slightly, he knew that you would love him… and all the ways he could pleasure you.

[shadowchargertomyyoong]

lmaooo bro wants to poke me with her horns 😭😭

Ek bagwati to main bhi deserve karti hu

[feverfangs]

Tumblr: "Check out THESE tags!" #Lesbian #HazbinHotel #TheMuppets #Monsterxreader

... huh. ok. 2/4 correct, I'll take it.

[preg-canis-limus]

You’d definitely do great on Ao3. There’s tons of oviposition fics there, but not a lot of monsterXreader :(. Your stuff is so good. I just want to read them over and over again. That, and all your monsterfucking simping😜.

It could also be a way to bring more attention to your tumblr 🧐.

Thank you for the compliments!!!!😘 😘 Sorry, I'm answering this late, just got out of the horrors.

I'll consider it but this tumblr is a side hobby so I'm not sure about bringing attention to it, but I'll keep it in mind as I move forward

It also has my nudes sooooo....

[imerologiofantasion]

SMUT

If you feel uncomfortable with smut then please avoid this post monster x reader i(i didn't know who to do it with) is this 18+ ? use of dirty words like slut whore cock whore and ya know cursing oh and unrealistic size of cock i mean ive never seen a 12 inch cock

btw he like royalty cause he like the devils son

srry for blurry pic(pershone and hades love story)

oh and ur like gods daughter so like an angel???

"such a slutty girl mhm" he mumbled his head in the crook of your neck. As you whimpered his sharp nails tearing through the back of your dress. "o-others m-might see" you said griping the balcony rails."so?" he asked in teasing tone, his hand griping your ass through your clothes you squeaked "we shouldn't do it. Not here m-my father won't be happy" "let him be mad beloved" his hand sliping through the undergarment "do you really want to go above today hmm…" he said grinding his hard cock under his pants.Slipping your dress down "Gahh please not here" "not here eh" "pleasee" his tail wraping around your leg. He started fondling your breasts while sucking your neck. Please you whimpered as he picked you up bride style brought you the library.

Placing you on the table sliping his hand between your clothed folds. "someones wet " he said tearing your underwear out and taking his hard cock. Bringing it up and down your lips . He brought his mouth near you privet as you felt his breath on it . Your checks burning. Teasing your clit. You where pooling "Such a whore" he said leting out a merciless chuckle he said. Shoving his 12 inch in you a visible bulge in your stomach. "Your my slut got it " "Yes!" you cried out" Thrusting in and out tears pooling in your eyes. "Slow down!" "im gonna gonn-" " you better not " as he spead up slapping echoing through the library.

Cum spuring out of you "such a whore '' "gahh" you moaned as he continued

5 hours through

"please just cum already" you've had way to many to handle anymore he chuckled orgasming again "you little cock slut" "who do you belong to" "you" "only you" his cum spuring through your pussy mixing with yours his wings covering your back "good girl" he moans. Flipping you from missionary to doggy "just one more please" he pleads "i- i need it" "mhhhmmgg oh ok" "biting your neck" growling and moaning "i love you" "I love you t-to" "your my cock slut MY MATE got it " he growled against neck as you came against his cock slaping your ass giving it a pink color. Cuming in your hole his thick load filling your cervix his cock sliping out of you the bulge of his 12 inch coming out of you but being replaced with his cum. "So so much" oozing out of your two holes "did i go to hard" he said in a soft tone touching your bruses he made "Y yeah " "you should have used the safeword" "you needed this though" "i love you" "i love you to".Ad he tended to your injuries.

this is my first smut sorry if its bad

i dont own the pics if you know the author then please tell me i will give credit my friend sent it to me so i used them:)

[benevolentcalamity]

The rain pounds onto your head to the rhythm of your heartbeat, the thunderous dashing of your horse maintaining the urgency twisting your stomach as the pair of you race through the forest. Lightning the only thing keeping you from ramming into trees or altogether fumbling, you peer through wet eyelashes, trying to find somewhere that would promise safety. If anything it’s a gamble; you’re surely miles from civilization and the last semblance of it you remember passing is some fellow in a carriage that looked like he hadn’t slept a wink his whole life.

What exactly landed you in this predicament, you still don’t know. All you know is that you were suddenly being chased out of the blue. With some nasty rumors going around, about a possible killer on the loose, regret of being out alone has finally caught up to you.

Glancing over your shoulder, the towering figure, clad in a coat with long strands of hair swaying as it ran after you, is still somehow maintaining a good pace. Even with the occasional lightning that illuminated your environment, you couldn’t see their face. But even so, all you know is that you have to just. Keep. Running.

“Gunpowder, hurry!” You plead, putting your eyes back on the path ahead. The gray horse whines in response, but he shares your urgency enough to obey you. You know he’s getting exhausted, and it pains you that he’s having to do so much, but you make the silent promise to give him apples - his favorite - as a reward once this... person is off your tail.

Your lip quivers at a fork in the road. “Dammit, which way...?!”

Without much time to think, you swerve Gunpowder right, and just when you feel you’ve become immune to the small jarring the lightning brings, a terrible sound followed by a loud ‘CRACK!’ scares your equine friend so terribly he nearly screams while standing tall on his back legs, jumping about in fright until you find yourself tumbling off.

“Gunpowder-!” You shriek, landing on the ground, your swift attempt at regaining your footing miserably failing as the bright lightning and roaring thunder scares Gunpowder into speeding off without you as a tree falls behind him.

You attempt to call after him, but then your back collides into a tree at the bottom of the dip, knocking the words from your throat. Coughing horrifically, you push down with your hands to get back up, peering up to find somewhere to climb.

Newfound dread washes over you as the figure that was chasing you before now stands at the top, where Gunpowder had previously been panicking. Sucking in a breath through your teeth, you try to maintain being still and quiet, hoping they’ll think you’re gone or something and move on. Much to your horror, the lightning flashes again, and you can register the light on your eyes before it quickly fades.

Go away... Please...

An uneven yelp wrenches from you when the figure implies an advance toward you. Hurriedly, you turn to push to the side, getting onto your feet in no time. A shooting pain bites your leg, and you nearly stagger, but the adrenaline stemming from your anxiety is the only thing keeping you upright. Despite your aches, you continue running, crying out again as you hear another pair of footsteps, heavy and almost brutish, coming up behind you.

Your ankle snaps to an angle, not enough to break, and you fall with a scream, tumbling onto your back with sweetgums digging into your back. Opening your eyes - shielded by the canopy of the forest from the rain - you can only watch as the large figure reaches you in what feels like a few steps.

Frantically, your hand pats your pants beneath your coat, eventually finding your knife. Taking it out of the leather casing, you point it out, lamenting how small the blade is.

“L-leave me alone!” You quiver. “A-any closer and I’ll stab you!”

The figure’s head tilts, but it doesn’t quit approaching. Pushing with your other hand, you try and maintain distance to no avail.

“I-I said, get away from me!”

When they finally reach you is when you realize your threats are in vain, and you bring both hands up to shield your face when they kneel. Too afraid to cry, you can only curl up slightly as large, strange feeling hands find your injured leg.

Expecting pain or a slow death, you inhale sharply as the hands poke and prod, but when after some time of this nothing happens, you find it in yourself to peek through your fingers.

Strangely the person who had previously been your pursuer is showing in a far from aggressive manner that they aren’t trying to hurt you, but seem to be, in some strange way, trying to get your attention. Slowly removing your hands, you tilt your head as they notice they have it, backing away a little to give you some space.

Blinking, you tilt your head, the thunder and lightning ceasing, leaving the rain to keep the pair of you company. Swallowing, you push until you’re upright, to which they perk up a bit.

“... Um.” Is all you can manage. “... Hello?”

They nod, as if in reply.

Alright... “Who are you?”

No answer. No nothing.

Your lip becomes firm. “Who. Are. You.”

They lean forward slightly, reaching with a hand to brush some hair from your face. Their skin feels... almost like wood against yours. Splintered, rotting wood. Then it’s here you realize by the broad stature and naturally larger size that this is a man. A very... large one.

“Are you... going to hurt me?” You ask. It’s foolish, but you want to have some assurance he knows you’re speaking to him, figuring it’s mutual in that you can only see his outline.

And much to your surprise, he shakes his head.

“Why did you chase me? Where are you from?” You ask.

At first, he seems inclined to try and answer, and you register him opening his mouth before his head suddenly snaps upward, and he looks off somewhere like a startled guard dog. After a moment, he hurriedly pushes until he’s standing again, and it’s only when a faint orange glow appears that you can begin making out his face.

However, before you can take it in, he suddenly turns and runs, his thundering footsteps shaking the ground before he fades into the darkness once more, away from the glow that’s swiftly becoming stronger, accompanied by the shouts of people. You don’t even have the time to call after him.

Looking, your eyes go wide at the sight of men on horses, carrying torches and pitchforks with enraged determination in their eyes. When they begin looking around, you shakily raise your arm, calling.

With even the softest peep, the men snap their heads toward you, holding out their torches so they can see you better. Some dismount their horses, rushing down to you and helping you.

What comes after is foggy, but you remember being met halfway by your father’s carriage, his gentle hands taking your waterlogged shoulders and leading you into the wagon, and the next thing you know you’re home.

Before you blow out your candle to turn in for the evening, relieved that Gunpowder had returned home unharmed, you could’ve sworn you saw a familiar figure standing in the town’s shadows...

[featherandinkwell]

Sweets

Relationship: MxM

Monster(s): Werewolf, Incubus

Contains: Fluff, mentions of smut, intimate flirting

Prompt: Reader runs a bakery and a monster with a huge sweet tooth they know by name and have a crush on is a regular. A customer comes in and is making reader uncomfortable by saying gross things and their regular walks in.

Carlton. A wonderful and devoted regular at your small bakery. He would come in every morning for a donut or two. He would smile at you and make small talk before he had to leave. Your conversations would only last for a few minutes, but to you they seemed to last a lifetime. The way that the sunlight would catch his yellow eyes always kept you mystified. Carlton was the kind of man of you had always dreamed of, kind, sweet, funny, and with a good body. However, you knew someone like him would never return the affections of a man like yourself. You always held onto the hope that he would, it kept you sane through the long hours between waves of customers.

One sunny day, the bell rang above the door and you looked up, expecting to see Carlton. It wasn’t Carlton, instead, your eyes landed on an incubus. He strode up to the counter and gave you a sly and slightly unsettling smile. “Good morning, dear. I’d like to place an order.” You forced a smile on your face and nodded. “Of course! What are you interested in?” The incubus drags his tongue over his teeth. “I don’t suppose that you’d be an option?” Your cheeks tinted a light pink from the nature of his comment. “Excuse me?” He chuckled low in his throat. “I wouldn’t mind leaving some marks on that pretty skin of yours.” You shifted your weight, growing a tad uncomfortable. He continued, “I’d love to see you squirming beneath me as a moaning, sweaty mess.”

You were highly perturbed and wished that he’d cease in his filthy attempts to flirt with you. “Please stop.. you’re making me really uncomfortable..” you muttered, breaking out into a cold sweat. He merely clicked his tongue in disappointment. “Aw, why not?” He chuckled again. “You should feel honored. I would love to hear you screaming beneath me.” The incubus licked his teeth again once more. He placed a hand down on the counter and leaned forward on it slightly, grinning mischievously. Things were quickly escalating and you were looking for some form of escape.

You were about ready to reach for the phone and call the police, perhaps push the panic button under the counter. Suddenly the uneasy silence between the two of you was interrupted by the tinkling of the bell above the door. You looked up and were tremendously relieved to see that Carlton stood in the doorway. You gave him a panicked smile. “Hey Carlton!” The quiver of fear in your voice was impossible to hide and Carlton’s brow furrowed in concern. This of course angered your now very unwelcome customer, who had seen that your attention was now on Carlton and drawn away from him. “Don’t ignore me you rat! I’m much better than that flea bag!” he growled as he slammed his hand down on the counter, earning a startled yelp from you and an aggressive growl from Carlton.

“You’re clearly making him uncomfortable you uncultured wretch!” He squeezed the shoulder of the demon in a very tight grip. “You best move on with your nasty self before things get ugly..” The incubus scoffed and rolled his eyes, turning on his heel and exiting the shop, muttering the whole way to the door. Once he had gone, Carlton turned to you. “Are you alright?” he asked, concerned. You faced him and smiled weakly. “I am now thanks to you..” Carlton sighed softly and returned your small smile. “There’s something that I’ve been meaning to ask you..” His statement caught your attention fairly quick. The handsome wolf, now nervous, shifted slightly in his place, yellow eyes catching the light like always. “Would you like to go out with me? Like, on a date?”

You let a sweet and goofy smile creep onto your face as you nodded in acceptance of his request. “Of course! I’d love to.” Carlton seemed to be a bit taken aback by your acceptance. “Really? I was kind of expecting a more negative reaction and rejection..” You shook your head and laughed softly, a light blush dusting your freckled cheeks. “I’ve been wanting to ask you out too but I never had the balls to do it.” Carlton gave a dorky little grin and ran a hand through his hair. “So, I guess I’ll pick you up Friday, then? Around eight maybe?” You nodded and watched with a dreamy smile as he walked out. Friday huh? You hoped that you could find something to wear.

[blueberryxbloom]

˚₊‧꒰ა 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ໒꒱‧₊°

Idk how to warn, so read at your own risk but let me know if I really need to put a specific warning.

Sw=smut warning

♥︎ 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐞, 𝐃𝐨𝐯𝐞 ♥︎

┊Bird-hybridbfxreader -SW

♥︎ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 ♥︎

┊Jellyfishmermanxreader -SW

♥︎ 𝐈𝐧 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐖𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 ♥︎

┊Candy-monsterxreader -SW

♥︎ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ♥︎

┊Werewolfxreader -SW

♥︎ 𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐏𝐮𝐩𝐬? ♥︎

┊Dog-hybridbfxreader -SW

♥︎ 𝐅𝐮𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐩 ♥︎

┊Dog-hybridbfxreader -SW

♥︎ 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 ♥︎

┊Demonxreader -SW

♡♥︎ 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 ♡♥︎

┊Tigerbeastmanxreader -SW

┊ |part 1| |part 2|

♡ 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐝 ♡

┊Monsterxreader -SW

♡ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐜's 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐲 ♡: Mothboyxreader

♡ 𝗠𝗶𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 ♡: Malefairyxreader

♡ 𝐑𝐞𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 ♡: Slimebfxreader

[fucmonsters]

Writing prompt

“How many fingers am I holding up?”

“12...”

“I told you I was fine!”

“I’m sorry I just worry about you.”

“Humans seem so fragile.”