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Ride or Die

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To keep a some balance, here is a naga woman in a more bestial.

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You fuckin win

Is that a promise?

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I'm drunk and I just wanna get freaky with a monster or smthn

Is that too much of a crime?

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I love him

Currently unnamed, but I couldn’t stop thinking about making a drider comic so I let my brain have its lil moment and now I have a new unnamed OC. He’s sassy, easily annoyed, but overall a good person and can be overprotective.

In Estonia, spiders are seen as signs of good luck and protection, as well as femininity, so my D&D homebrew world now has nice drider that are fey type creatures instead of the clusterfuck that the Actual Drider are.

(I’m personally terrified of spiders to the point that I will throw up if I get spooked by them but making spider characters ain’t that bad honestly, it’s funny)

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Humans for decades have wanted to fuck the monster.

It's not that strange

so there’s a whole wikipedia discussion on why teratophilia doesn’t merit its own article b/c it’s such an obscure fetish.

and clearly i spend too much time on this site b/c i fell off the bed laughing. teratophilia is the desire to fuck a monster, monster fuckers are too ‘rare’ to get their own article

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👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

They either didn't knew or totally did knew what they were doing when they combined an octopus with a shark

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Monsters that wear layers of hooded cloaks and shroads to hide their form. It takes a really long time to undress them, peeling back and unwinding all that cloth, but it's worth it when you finally set eyes on the nightmare of your dreams.

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Balance Keeper Vord. He’s lvl. 11 now :> and yes, he’s still got a drinking problem xP

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Thank you

Imagine an ethereal wraith with skeletal, spidery hands, hauntingly delicate features, and a surprisingly plump cock.

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me when i open my eyes randomly at 3am: nah there’s nothing there.. it’s just my eyes adjusting… go back to bed….

demon from the fifth dimension in my open closet:

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Same

Me: Fucking bone me. Take me right here.

The Orc trader staring wide-eyed at me: Ma’am this is a farmer’s market.

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Bab

mof

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This is partly why I started the blog I did for monsters.

They could kill me

But what if they didn't

That's fucking hot

Have you ever seen a twitter thread (or, in this case, two!) that so perfectly expressed everything you’d felt over months and months of persistent harassment? With all credit to @blackblobyellowcone, who is clearly amazing and completely gets it– not just why us women write and read the erotica that we do, but the history behind the censorship we, as a gender, have experienced. Bravo. 

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Sometimes you just gotta grab your own ass and that's okay

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Wyvern Prince 9

By the evening, you were ready to return to your duties. Davrakoss requested several times that you stay another night in his room, ‘to be safe’, but you were more than ready to be released. Acquiescing, he took you to the temporary servants’ quarters.

They were not much more than cots and small bags for belongings set in unused rooms in the lower levels of the castle. Davrakoss wrinkled his nose as you entered the room. You couldn’t blame him; the entire area smelled faintly of mildew.

“Are you sure you don’t want to spend another night?” he asked, tugging his hood more securely down around his hair. He’d pulled on a cloak to disguise himself when he showed you downstairs; a prince in the servants’ quarters would cause quite a stir.

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