Silken Moon

Hello, dear reader! I have absolutely forgotten to properly introduce myself. We shall begin with some simple things.

You can call me Moon or Swan; I go by both names. I am twenty-one years old and from Europe. I am a writer, making up stories since I can remember.

I enjoy fantasy books of all kinds. Besides this blog, I actually write high fantasy, but this blog is for my own enjoyment and fun.

My asks are always open to you, for either questions, requests, or anything else. My DMs are open too. I have created a SFW blog for just some fluffy and cute writings, maybe some poetry too. I will probably also talk about books. It is: @strawberries-filled-with-honey

Some rules for my blog:

No hate towards each other. I will gladly listen to criticism or if you do not like something. Keep it respectful, however.

Also: No minors. Absolutly no minors. There will be sexual and kinky content. There will be kinks portrayed, probably also some unhealty relationships.

This is all fictional, a form of escapism. So please be kind and nice to one another.

Also, for all BG3 fans: This page is a safe space for Ascended Astarion lovers. I have seen many people debate about it. Both Spawn and Ascended Astarion are good. Neither is better than the other. It's fiction, and what you prefer is personal preference. It does not make you a bad or a better person for what you like.

Also: Divider Creators I use: @thecutestgrotto and @saradika-graphics

Mythological creatures I want to write about:

Werwolves

Dragonshifters

Unicornshifters

Vampires

Faefolk

Fandoms I am in:

Baldurs Gate 3

Lord of the Rings/Hobbit/Silmarillion

The phantom of the Opera

Cats

Sailor Moon

The last Unicorn

Sherlock BBC

Good Omens

Hellboy 2

House of the Dragon

This idea has had me in its grip for literal years. Vampires as a family. The bond between a Sire and its Spawn is either romantic or parental. I thrive on the family idea.

Imagine falling in love with your vampire partner and suddenly you gain a whole family.

At first, you are absolutely confused and terrified. They are calling you 'mother.' They are older than you, yet they crave your attention. Finally, their 'Father' has found you—the missing piece in their life. Now they are an actual family.

It's weird at first, the beautiful female vampire that usually is so hard and strict, yet her head rests on your lap to get attention. They are fiercely protective of you. Love you how you are...

I think I'll turn this into a long post....

You were easily cold. So very easily. Sometimes you wondered how you survived winter. Even in the summer, you used a heated blanket. Your side of the bed needed three blankets: one weighted for anxiety, one feather-down for warmth, and one large day blanket. Even underneath your bedsheet was a heating mat... Yet you still managed to get cold feet in bed. Literal ones. It made your werewolf boyfriend yell:"Fucking Iceblocks!" When you touched him with them.

So in winter, you were dressed like an onion: layers upon layers of thermal fabric to keep you from freezing.Your werewolf boyfriend called you his little penguin.Since sometimes you picked the puffiest and biggest jacket in your closet, that made you waddle...

So his special way of warming you up when you arrive home: peel all those pesky layers off your cold body. Kissing his way up your body, his habds trailing and kneading your cold skin. No inch is left unkissed...and it drives your crazy. Your body heats up slowly and you beg him to take you.

And what can he say? He is a good boyfriend... so he obliges and makes you waddle for a whole different reason.

I love how very animalistic, sometimes messy and sometimes disheveled, and a tad too close to their animal nature, werewolves are portrayed.

But oh my... A far too well-groomed, upper-class werewolf? Nails short and trimmed, no beard, no stubble. Just not "enough" fur for a creature so close to a wolf. Even in their shifted form, they are polite and well-mannered, keeping themselves locked in a cell to not hunt or do anything "uncultured." One who looks down upon other werewolves if the are balanced between both their sides.

Even when there is gossip about how he fucks. Its too clean, too...methodical. One would expect a beast in bed. He is focused on getting you and him off...but no more than that.

However, you strutted into his life: defiant, loud, funny, and so, so bratty. You made his blood boil. You made him want to rip his hair out.

One day, he's had enough. He throws you out of his car and tells you to run. You do.

Then he chases you. No. He hunts you. Until he has caught you, smells how wet this chase got you and fucks you right there over a log of wood. He makes you cum. Again and again until he is so spent he nearly collapses. Then he drags you back to the car and drives home. Making you swear to never tell anybody....but to do this again.

Imagine massaging your eternally cold partner. Taking a massage candle and pouring the warm wax all over their back. The ones that smell pleasant and turn into massaging oil.

You know what? I bet they love saunas, infrared saunas espacially, basking in their like an overgrown lizard.

On this thought maybe the red lights in vamp movies and Bars may be infrared lights. Humans would sweat off all perfume and similar things. So the vampires could smell who they want and not who is punched with artificial hormones from 'aphrodisaic perfumes'.

Why do I feel they would be absolute wellness suckers?

Pairing: Werewolf bf × gender neutral reader

He loves it. He loves that you love to be comfortable. He calls it your nest. He teases you about how much you are like an omega of his kind.

But how could you help yourself? You adore the three fluffy blankets, and the many pillows in various sizes and textures.

Imagine you got lucky in life and won the lottery. You receive a great sum of money, so you decide to ditch your old life and start over.

You buy a nice, big house with a big yard and a pool. Even better, a very hot bear shifter—whom you met in the grocery store—offered his help. Since you didn't think of that, you had to carry and assemble all the furniture yourself, completely forgetting about it until all your furniture stood in your living room and the rest of the house was empty. He'll bring along his friends; the only payment he wants is food. You also told him and his friends they could use your pool, since it's summer.

So you prepared a lot of food for him and his friends. The doorbell rings, and he stands there with his equally attractive friends: a demon with beautiful horns and a sneaky tail, a grim-looking orc, and a hot older werewolf.

They are absolute sweethearts, banning you from even glancing at any of the boxes. They set up everything that's missing for you. The sofa, cabinets, your bed... They work the whole day. You tag along, bringing them food and drink....and enjoying the view of the male monster working shirtless in your house.

When they finish in the evening, you bring dinner out to the garden. When you announce you'll go for a swim and take off your clothes to reveal the cutest bikini, they quickly get into their swim shorts and follow you into the water.

You get along so well, laugh and jest around. They joke around how easy you are to pick up. They actually do pick you up and handing you around. You laugh and have the time of your life. Even opening up about your last boyfriend and how shitty he was...Before you know it you're making out with the demon, while the others cheer you on. Once again you get handed around making out with everone. Soon getting fucked out there in your new garden by these very sweet guys.

(Please ignore that pool sex is not the best idea)

Dwarven King taming the arrogant elven princess/prince

You being a spoiled little brat of elven royalty. Only one person was there who could command you: the Dwarf King. He was even more arrogant and proud than you. You caught his eye right away, so, natrually he had to make you his.

Now, all you pride is gone as he makes you kneel infront of him. Your body adorned in golden chains and jewels. Nipple clamps of gold and emerald. A collar, heavy but beautifully worked. He made it specifically for you. A chain attachted, for him to pull.

And if you get into a fit of pride and arrogance he had to spank back some sense into you. Teasing you with words like: 'Little Slut' 'Elven brat' and his favourite; 'my little jewel'.

And after a good spanking and you were good, you rewarded with his cock. If not, all you got was a cold golden dildo you had to cockwarm for him. Denying you any pleasure at all.

Werwolf bf who you always tease with: "Good Boy" or "Bad puppy". Regarding he has done something good or bad. Its always something to get on his nerves with since he hates it. The more he complains the more you do it - it makes him livid.

One day he just snaps and suddenly you find yourself ass up and pushed over the couch, him pounding into you like his life depended on it. "Thats what you get for being so fucking annoying!" He growls as you cum over and over on his cock.

Uh I really like this one, lets go:

Fae boyfriend manipulating you

TW: Manipulation, breeding/impregnation kink, Smut in the end

This man would be the death of you, you knew that. Of course, you, a mortal, could not have fallen in love with a mortal human man. No, you had to fall for one of the fae. Now, you slowly began to realize how true some of the folk stories about them were. And again: You could not have fallen for some nice fae man from the countryside with a little cottage or treehouse.

No, you had to fall for one of the higher fae.