Eros Appreciation post!

With a seemingly tough and spiky appearance, you might not expect a demon to be so lovable and sweet. When Eros falls for someone—he falls hard, and he's an expert of pleasuring his partners. What would you wish for?

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No one could seem to understand it.

They all agreed that you'd always been a strange little creature, even when you were just a wee babe. You were far too dreamy, too curious and much too...strange. For years now, they had whispered about your odd behavior.

The way you walked through the village with your head in the clouds.

That odd little habit of running off to God knows where, only to return with flowers in your hair and a smile on your face.

The stories you babbled about, ones you had read and ones you had written.

It was silly and almost shameful, they said, casting judgemental looks towards you as you wandered past them.

But this...

This was something much stranger then anything you'd done before.

It was something downright shocking!

When Talon came to the quaint little village, he too had received those judgmental looks and vicious whispers. The idea of an orc coming to live in Nag's River was shocking enough but he was so...so vicious. The mighty orc towered over all, tall and muscular and terrifying to look at. A glare was permanently fixed upon his scarred face, frightening away everyone.

Except for you.

To the surprise of both the orc and the neighbors, you went over to see him one sunny morning.

Whispers whirled through the village as you walked up to the mighty orc's door, a basket of baked goods in hand and flowers tucked under your arm.

Such a foolish girl!

Absolutely shameful!

Such a strange creature!

The neighbors hissed on as Talon opened his door, carefully looking down at the little thing on his doorstep.

"Yes?" He said gruffly.

"Hello, there." You said, cheerfully smiling up at him. "I came on over to welcome you to our little village...and to give you these!"

And then you were gone, leaving with a smile and a wave.

What a strange girl!

~

It only seemed to get even stranger.

Every so often, you would go and visit your new neighbor. Talon, though certainly a frightening figure, seemed to only put up with your visits at first.

The villagers whispered amongst themselves as they watched you wander over to the orc's home once more, basket in hand.

"Good morning!"

"...Good morning, Y/N." He replied, golden eyes flickering towards you for only a moment.

And away you chattered, making small talk with the orc until he finally could take it no more. Standing up quickly, his mighty form towered over you as he glared viciously down.

"Whatever those lot have you coming over for," he snapped, "you won't get it! I don't care about them so you can just-"

"Is that what you think?"

He stopped.

"I'm not a gossip, despite what you may believe, and I didn't come here in some effort to humiliate you. I came here because I thought it would be nice to have a friend."

And then you left.

~

It had been a week.

The whispers had quieted down now, the villagers having found something else to gossip about. Talon was almost angry with himself, knowing full well that he was yet again giving them pathetic entertainment.

But he had to do it.

He had to.

If the orc didn't make his wrong right, it would only make him feel even worse. Sighing, Talon steeled himself, picked up the basket and marched over to your cottage. Instantly, looks were shot his way and voices began to whisper.

"Look there..."

"Where is he off to?"

"What's he doing?"

"The orc..."

Orc. That's all he was to those people. Just an orc.

Not Talon.

Not the Talon the gardener or Talon the baker or anything like that. Just a dirty orc that didn't belong here in thier quaint town. He knew that. He knew that they hated him. But you had not hated him. In fact, you'd been nothing but nice to him...and he had repaid you with coldness.

That wasn't his way.

Orcs believed that all actions should be repaid in the same. Kindness for kindness, his mother had told him.

She would be furious with him.

If she was still alive, she would have dragged him to your door herself, scolding him the whole way.

Standing in front of your door, Talon sighed again, running a hand through his hair. Twice he tried to knock, only to stop himself. But on the third try, he was finally able to knock on the door. It sounded heavier then he'd meant it to. Too loud and too hard. But you still came, opening the door and looking surprised when you saw him.

Before you could say anything, Talon shoved the basket in your hands.

"I'm sorry."

And then he turned away, storming back down the little path quickly. He only stopped once, looking at you over his huge shoulder as he did.

"You can come back." He said. "If you want."

~

You did.

The neighbors didn't understand it and, honestly neither did Talon, but you did return.

A day later you were at his side once more, chatting away...and this time he listened. He gave you a chance, the same chance you had given him when he first came to the village. Over the garden wall, Talon could see a neighbor "casually" casting glances your way. He could hear them whispering.

But this time, he ignored them.

Rather then wallowing in the anger and embarrassment, he focused on you and his flowers.

It was the right choice.

Since then, you had returned time and time again, a friendship blossoming among his flowers.

And perhaps something else too.

Side by side, you worked in his garden. Half whispering a song as you cared for the flowers, Talon found himself smiling a little more. A garden and a home to call his own had always been dreams of his...

But there was something else he was dreaming of too.

Plucking a flower, Talon placed it in your hair as you walked by him, grinning when you giggled at the gesture. It was just one flower...

But he would give you more.

All the flowers and all the books and all the love you could ever ask for.

Sailorsenshi wanted something spicy with a Naga with “shitty punk tattoos” and some other fun details. I was excited to get to write this for them. ♥ This story is rated lemon and is very nsfw. 

Content: NSFW, PIV sex, double penises, heat Characters: male monster, nonbinary reader (w/vagina)

You’ve been coming to Weeping Erection concerts for a few months now. There’s a naga you like to see, who’d invited you to one of his gigs as a first date. You’d come once, and you’d just kept coming. (And coming.) He’s the bassist for a punk band, and you like the way he moves on stage. He’s got this gorgeous lavender skin that seems to glow under the stage lights, and his scales are a deep purple that have a beautiful iridescent sheen to them. It’s a look that’s only slightly marred by his shitty punk tattoos. 

When his set is done, you head around to the side of the stage to meet him. He flashes you a grin, and pulls you in for a kiss. He smells like sweat and cheap beer, but his kiss is electric. You feel it down to your toes, which curl in your boots. 

It’s not the kind of thing you usually handle with your crafts. Short hair falling into your face, half asleep, the red of it catching like licks of fire against the overhears porch light. Sure, you sew, but it tends to be material not-

“Can I Help you?” Your voice soft, lulling with the promise of returning back to the comfort of your bed. The shape of a man lumbered before you, and upon closer inspection you can see the loosening stitch work of his arm.

“Can’t fix it.” He breathes out slow, careful. Where threading works just at the corner of his mouth. How shy he seems, awkward even, and it comes second nature to invite him in. “Here have a seat.” Gesturing towards the kitchen chair you head back towards your room. Fishing out a small box with the essentials, returning to find the hulking frame kfnhim all but dwarfing the chair he resides in.

How he stills, and watches, intent, and curious. A low rumbling noise in his chest. His skin cold to the touch, yet warming the more you set to work.

“Better?” Gently testing the bend in his elbow to make sure it holds. His smile spreads then, and there’s a sense of ease about him, “Much- thank you. Perhaps I could return.. to see you.”

Part 1.

Warnings: abusive ex’s, unhealthy weight loss, anxiety, swears, separated parents

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Part2: https://yourlocalorcishbandit.tumblr.com/post/654541342485151744/little-red-part-2-werewolf-x-reader-warnings

Part3: https://yourlocalorcishbandit.tumblr.com/post/655255710812323840/little-red-part-3

Tired is how you felt all the time. Ever since you broke up with your third ex life has not been kind to you. Loosing your home, your job, your identity. You lost it all. If it weren’t for your best friend Anaya you’d be out on the streets begging for change just to get by. Anaya has been your best friend since diapers your mothers moved in together when your fathers left for better lives in the kingdom.

They still send you birthday and holiday cards with money to treat yourselves but aside from that you’ve never had physical contact with them. Letting a sigh leave your mouth you slowly cleaned the leafy countertop covered in chocolate shavings and spilt drinks. When Anaya found out about your ex she immediately took you into her place and hired you as a waiter for her cafe making sure you ate and drank, taking care of yourself was always hard ever since the breakups. Your once lively laugh now hoarse and forced because you didn’t want her to worry anymore than she already did.

Tidying up shop and getting ready for the night you found yourself staring out the window gazing at the moon wondering what it would be like to be out there among the stars. Up in the sky shining down on everyone rather than having to look up to them. Stifling a small sniffle you locked up the shop and set out to walking back home. Maybe you could catch a break there, relax and just take time for yourself. Wrong. As soon as you walk through the door there’s Anaya and her significant other Jaxx. Sitting with bags on the floor and clothes messily thrown inside. “What are you two doing??”

“Ah you’re home!!! Welcome back my loves!!” Anaya quickly rushed you into a hug while Jaxx got the mess cleaned up with a bashful smile on their face. “Okay sooooo you’ll never guess what we got tickets for!!!! a nice weekend away at that new inn that opened up in the highlands !!!!!” The highlands? New inn you and them going? What about the cafe what about your mothers ??

“Anaya... I don’t think I can go.. what about-“ before you could finish your sentence Anaya shushed you and kissed your forehead.

“Listen love don’t worry. I have my apprentice looking after that, our mothers are on a business trip to the kingdom I have everything all planned out we leave tomorrow!! Now go pack! “ She really never left any room for argument just like her mother. Nodding your head you moped off to your room to pack. How bad could it be?

Shakily lifting your suitcase in the back of the carriage Jaxx smiled softly and helped you load up the luggage. They were always sweet to you ever since Anaya introduced you two together they’ve acted like your own parents at times towards yourself. Looking out for you and making sure you’re okay, you were thankful for their care. Their smile turned to a frown when they heard your stomach grumble. “Did you eat breakfast this morning ?? It’s going to be a long trip and we won’t be making any stops in the nearby villages. Anaya did you pack snacks!!! I don’t think someone ate this morning” Before you could defend yourself Anaya came skipping over with a small basket of snacks and drinks just for you.

“They never eat breakfast before we travel it’s usually on the way or when we get there. Now everyone go load up the coachman is waiting !!!!” Ushering the two of you inside Anaya got comfy and was out like a light cuddled against Jaxx. They smiled softly and played with her hair softly kissing their head as they scouted over patting the seat beside them. Accepting their offer you found yourself snuggled into the other side of jaxx falling asleep listening to the slow rise and fall of their chest.

When you woke you were being carried inside a building by a pair of arms you didn’t recognize. Freaking out slightly before the owner of the arms let you down a wide toothy grin meeting your face before it clicked in your mind who the mysterious man was. “Nessy!!!!! Come on you gotta remember me !! Don’t tell me it’s been that long since you’ve seen me!” Nessy. Only one person gave you that nickname.

“Tavish!! “ Your travelling buddy you met him on a ship sailing out to the kingdom he was trying to drown someone on deck when you gave him a bit of help. “It’s been a while you’ve finally beefed out haven’t you no longer the tiny shrimp I remember you to be. “ Tavish was a Kelpie who preferred his human side than horse helped with his urges.

“Hey hey that’s not very nice! I’ve always been beefed out excuse you. We were just on a ship and it was hard to carry people okay!” You both had a small laugh out of the corner of your eye you saw Anaya and Jaxx’s faces full of pride and joy at seeing you so happy. “Our host should be greeting us at any minute now I hope he’s not an ass ya know?” Smacking his arm you laughed a little more.

That’s when he entered the room. Deeply tanned skin, soft brown eyes fluffy ears hidden beneath the mountain of dreadlocks atop his head. Your first ex ever. Dangari. Your heart sunk, shattered, every small sliver of joy until now gone out the window. Feeling sick to your stomach you grabbed onto Tavish with a grip that would be sure to leave bruises against his pale skin. Feeling a panic attack come on you quickly rushed back outside to the carriage.

Everyone’s eyes were on you. Had you changed that much since you last saw him he didn’t recognize you anymore. You did loose weight, like a lot of weight you barely saw the sun, never really slept. That shouldn’t have changed you that much should it. The first to follow was Tavish. “Ness are you okay what’s going on talk to me. “ gently holding your arms in his hands you realized he could wrap his entire hand around you and still have hand to spare.

“I-I just.. Th-That’s my ex.. “ your voice was so shaky as you tried to speak you didn’t know what to do. “H-he owns this place... I-I didn’t know I shouldn’t have come, I need t-to leave. “ Next came Anaya and Jaxx followed by Dangari and some teifling,

“Babes are you okay !!!?! “ Anaya rushed over to your side checking you over then glancing to everyone else at the inn when it clicked in her mind. “Oh darling.. I’m so sorry I had no idea. We can go home- “

Cutting her off you shook your head. “He doesn’t know it’s me right I-I can just tough it out it’s one weekend..” Dangari and the teifling were speaking when it seemed to have clicked in his mind. His concerned and worried expression shifting to one filled with hatred and a coldness you had only ever seen once before.

Werewolf x reader

Warning: swear words, abusive mentions, abusive ex, standing up to ex,

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Part1: https://yourlocalorcishbandit.tumblr.com/post/651364004811407360/little-red

Part2: https://yourlocalorcishbandit.tumblr.com/post/654541342485151744/little-red-part-2-werewolf-x-reader-warnings

While taking you back to the inn Dangari was beyond pissed not only had that other clan passed onto his territory they tried to take you as well. Huffing and snarling Dangari needed to take his mind off of what happened. You happened to be the perfect distraction.

Your frail form shaking on his back from the adrenaline and the cold you wanted to see Jaxx and Anaya for comfort. Not Dangari, not the man you fucked over, not the man you screwed up with. You have to tell him. Clearing your voice from any shakiness you spoke softly. “Dangari... I wanted to apologize... for everything.. for how I treated you.. how I spoke to you how... how I ruined your life.. I’m so sorry and I know... words won’t ever make you forgive me let alone express how sorry I truly am. I’m just I’m so sorry... I didn’t know this was your inn I wouldn’t have come if I knew.. I’m so sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry.” Breaking down into a mess of whimpers and apologies you couldn’t keep it together any more. You had to tell him. He needed to know.

While you spoke his heart broke, you were never the type to cry and apologize. You were so stubborn and prideful it was cute but now you’re just a mess and it hurt. Stopping for a moment so small you couldn’t notice but with his heart hurting so much he knew he had to do something. Taking you to the inn he shifted back to his human form covered in scars and bites. Everyone passed out on one of the couches in a big cuddle puddle. Tried from waiting for you two to come home Dangari took the chance to give you a soft yet safe hug.

Wiping your tears and holding you close Dangari brought back a feeling you hadn’t had in so long. Safety and protection, sure Jaxx and Anaya made you feel safe but not the type of safe Dangari brought you. Taking you in his arms Dangari took you off to bed. Tucking you in all. “We’ll talk tomorrow okay..” his voice soft and caring, a soft kiss to the forehead and he was gone.

The next morning you woke sore and your leg rather bruised. Limping your way downstairs you heard the argument, the screaming, the shouting, you heard it all. Olian and Dangari back and fourth they were arguing about you, you knew it. Letting out a small sigh you made your way to the kitchen, getting a small plate of food not acknowledging the men you went out to the porch where a carriage was being pulled up.

Out stepped a strapping man, his hooves polished and his hair freshly braided. His stature was prideful and powerful and you knew exactly who he was. Stepping out beside you stood Dangari chest puffed and his tail bristled. The wolf vs the horse a scene you had seen before and it was not pretty. “Ah my dear... there you are. You thought you could go and hide from me? Tsk tsk now go pack your things we’re leaving” The centaur spoke carefully and gracefully each word hitting your brain like he had done before. Setting your plate down you left to get your things.

You weren’t even together anymore Jaxx made it very clear you wanted nothing to do with him after they found out he had been abusing you. Yet here he is, how did he find you? Why is he here? What does he really want?

“I’m sorry sir but this inn is private and you can’t be here. And you most certainly cannot tell my guest of honour to pack their shit and leave with you. Get your pompous ass back in that carriage and leave before I have you for breakfast.” You could hear Dangari speaking through your window and you stood there stunned. Guest of honour? No it must’ve been some tale to get rid of Ceallien,

“Oh please little wolf. Threatening me? Don’t you have better things to do. Like role around in mud and get fleas? “ Rolling his eyes Ceallien scoffed when he saw you come back but without your bag. “Darling where are your things. I told you to pack up and we’re leaving.”

With Dangari by your side you had the courage to do something you should’ve a long time ago. “No.” Taking a moment and calming your nerves you spoke again. “No. I will not be leaving with you. I have made it very clear I want nothing to do with you after what you did to me. Why are you back? What do you want from me? I have moved villages for fucks sake to get away from you and what happens you move. You follow me and you haunt me, I want nothing to do with you. When my trip is done I’m going to the king about you. “ shaking from not only anger Dangari softly placed his hand on your shoulder giving you a soft squeeze.

“That won’t be necessary brat,” Olian stepped out beside you a sinister smirk on his lips as he pulled out a document. “On behalf of the king, I now declare that Mr. Ceallian is here by banished from this land and if he comes in contact with you again the punishment is execution. “ scribbling down a few details Olian rolled the papers together and sealed them off with the kings marking. Not even a moment later the documents disappeared. “Now get off this property before I make your life more difficult than I already have. “

Scampering off back into the carriage Ceallian left faster than you could say go. “Do you really have the power to do that?? I thought only the king could do such a thing?? “ Olian snickered at your idiocy

“I’m the prince I can do as I please bet you weren’t expecting that now were you? I’m the reason this place is closed off to the public. “ You stood there jaw open and dumbfounded not knowing if you should bow or if you should apologize. “I still dislike you but I suppose if Dangari has such feelings I must step back. “

“What... huh??? You’re the prince Dangari feelings? I’m.. I’m so confused??? “ Olian rolled his eyes and mumbled idiot under his breath as he left you and Dangari alone.

“Last night when you had apologized to me I.. I realized what I felt wasnt hatred or anger it was longing. Longing to have you back. And I know this is very fast and very crazy moment right now but please stay longer so we can work this out.. I.. I miss you. “ Your heart stopped he still liked you ??? After all this time after everything you done??? Jumping up to hug him you cried ,

“Yes I’ll stay we have so much we need to talk about and I need to apologize for. “ Dangari smiled as he hugged you closer.