What are your thoughts on a centaur working at a daycare?
Hi anon! I chuckled at this ask because it's just so specific. Here some lil blurb:
Centaur!daycare-teacher who is so soft with the kids he spends half of his day sitting on the ground just so they can sit on him. Centaur who is big as a tower but so very careful with the babies, no matter the species. Some parents are worried, but he's always the first to arrive and the last to go, making sure each one of the kids has the best care possible.
Centaur!daycare-teacher who runs around the patio with with a dozen kids on his back, galloping to make them laugh, and maybe catch the eye of a certain human mother who enjoys watching him more than she should.
Centaur!daycare-teacher who can't stop falling in love with you because he thinks you are the prettiest human in existence. He courts you with flowers, family recipes and takes extra good care of your tiny human baby. He's mesmerized by how incredibly tiny the human baby is, and even more amazed that he came out of you... Centaur who can't wait to fuck you senseless and breed you until you are full of babies... this time centaur/human babies.
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heyy, i loved your wooyoung texts! can i please request something for txt?? all five of them reacting to their best friend texting them āi used to have a crush on youā? š«£
omg hey thank you so much š„°š„° i just posted it here, i hope you like it!
....Could I request a bratty tboy x a male monster? maybe a vampire but I'm not picky.....and they're not dating, not allowed to be domestic here
A/N: Hi there, I know you didnāt say with that intention, but Iām *allowed* to do what I want. This is warning for everyone else to mind your wording when you ask for a request. (No hard feelings towards you, just not the best word choice there <3) Hope this is as fun to you as it was for me to write, sorry to disappoint, but they are already on a relationship even tho they are feral for each other. Enjoy!
Bratting too close to the dom
Werewolf x trans masc!vampire reader || dom/sub dynamic, edging, (very light) knotting || tw: blood
You know you get extra bratty when your hunger arrives, both of you fully know that. You donāt have to feed that much anymore, but you can just feel it in your bones, when you start to feel a bit hungry, you start getting needier, snappier⦠and that always leads to you being a brat. Well, more than usual.
Thatās why you know you are tempting fate when you wait for him right by the door and jump on his back, covering his eyes as the hair over his ears tickle your forearms. You donāt even have to say anything, the hiss you let out at the smell of his blood is enough to send him reeling. He throws you over his shoulder, and you land on the floor, staring up at him as he picks you up again.
Your back is against a flat surface and your body is vibrating with pent up energy as he growls at you. You try to scratch his face, but he pins them with one of his hands, so much bigger than you. You know you are testing his patience, without even talking you keep pushing him back just to draw him in again. Heās breathing hard, almost panting as he rips through his clothes with just one hand. His eyes are blown wide, and you can feel the heat and desire pooling inside your underwear. You are probably soaking everything, but you donāt fucking care.
You get your hands free and pull at his hair until heās growling. Your whole body trembles with the force of it, and his hand finds your throat, holding you down as he rips your clothes next. You choose one of your old shirts just because you knew this was going to happen. His half-change doesnāt surprise you, his claws digging on your thigh as he parts your legs and goes to town. You want to be brattier, but the second his long tongue touches you, you are done for. Your hands are in his hair as he devours you, until you are whimpering and needy, asking, begging for more.
But then he stops.
He pulls back enough to roll you to the floor, the cold surface against your back makes you shiver and your antagonistic nature comes to play. You try to bite him, but he pushes your face down, muttering about bratty subs as he crawls over your body with his dick in his hand. You shiver in anticipation, and he pushes home in one hard thrust that has you screaming his name.
He doesnāt stop until you are snapping your fangs at him, trying to bite him as he holds you down and ruts against you, knees over his shoulders as he holds you down with his teeth on your neck. Somebody could believe you are the one with a thing for neck, being a vampire and all, but nope. The werewolf is the one who likes to bite down and hold you there as he fucks his fat dick into your welcoming heat.
It feels so good, but you need so much more. He doesnāt relent. He keeps rutting into you slowly and thoroughly, making you as wet as a fountain as he laughs every time you whimper and beg. But still doesnāt let you move an inch as he takes all his pleasure off your body and you wriggle under him, trying to make him do more, to make him get you off, too. But he only chuckles, going deeper and biting harder. You are in heaven and hell at the same time.
When he finally releases his hold on you and you are able to bite his neck, your whole body shakes in an orgasm that rocks your world and makes the whole universe fade. The taste of him makes you ecstatic as you feel his knot expanding in you. You might pass out a little. You brattied too close to the dom.
I'm absolutely begging for more facehugger stuff <333
A/N: Kind of tried to fit everything in one. You can find my other facehugger short here. Enjoy!
Facehuggers x gn!reader || tw: dub-con
Youāve been running for what feels like an eternity, but every time you stop you can hear the crawlers behind you, their tiny feet echoing through the empty ship. You are the last standing, or at least you think so. You havenāt seen anybody in a few hours, and you canāt even hear voices anymore. There were screams, and then complete silence, and now you are⦠alone. And being followed by the tiny creatures that you might or might not have felt strongly about before (you totally have). You donāt know whatās about them, you just know that the weird images of the facehuggers stirred something inside your body that couldnāt be named. It was too taboo, it was too dirty to say it out loud⦠But hearing their feet from all directions doesnāt make you scared exactly, thereās an edge of fear, but itās mostly arousal boiling low in your belly.
Then you feel it. One of their bodies colliding against the back of your legs, propelling you face down to the ground. But you donāt get to hit it, some of their bodies stopping the fall. And then they carry you away, suspended over their bodies until you are in a room full of them, you count over twenty around the walls and floor, all of them directed at you.
And then it starts.
Theyāre clawing up your body, tearing your clothes and scratching your naked skin in the best way possible. You start to feel desperate, and when one of them bites you, you feel a surge of heat so high, you feel like you are boiling from the inside out. Itās perverted, and filthy, and you canāt get enough. One of them is over your face, and before you can open your mouth to scream, a protrusion enters your mouth, going as deep as possibly as it starts to fuck your throat and you moan around it. You canāt see them, but you can feel their protrusions over your body, rubbing and pinching, grunting and growling around you. And when one of them finds your hole, you groan so loudly around the one in your mouth that you feel their come, slimy and hot spilling down your throat. It pulls back and you take a couple deep breaths before another one fills itās place. You moan around it, the one in your hole going faster and faster until you feel come deep inside you, too. And still you canāt get enough. You grind your hips up, waiting more, expecting more. And they deliver. You moan around the ones in your mouth, as they are replaced over and over until you are a mess of pleasure and come, all your body sticky with their slimy substance as you orgasm over and over, the heat consuming you completely.
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having a shapeshifter boyfriend who evertimes you guys have sex, plays a game where you have to guess what kind of dick monster inside of you right now..and if you get 5 out of 10 correct, he will fuck you with all the dicks that you guessed right..making you cum for each dick
Im sorry if this confused you but I hope u can understand a bitš„¹šš
Shapeshifer x fem!reader || multiple dicks, edging
When you started dating your shape-shifter boyfriend. you thought it would be fun, but nothing prepared you for the reality of how fun it could be. He loved to chase you around in his wolf form, he loved it even more when he was in his tiger form and could outrun you, chasing you around like an overgrown kitten wanting to play.
But it didnāt end there, not at all. He changed into many other monsters, animals and pretty much anything he set his mind to it, which always was a bit of a shook when he took a new form. Like when he transformed into a fly on the wall and transformed back into humanoid form when you passed by, scaring the shit out of you and laughing until his eyes were shiny with tears and you were cursing at him. He was funny like that.
And you enjoyed it greatly. Especially when sexy times arrived. That was what you enjoyed the most about having a shape-shifter boyfriend.
He liked to play the āguess and get fuckedā game. He would blindfold you and tease you until you were shivering, and only when you are desperate and begging he would fuck you in the form he preferred. Sometimes he chose minotaur, sometimes it was orc, sometimes it was a centaur⦠All different shapes and girths, ridges and especial appendages⦠All of them enjoyable in some way or another. Very, very enjoyable.
But the game you loved the most when he changed forms during fucking and you couldnāt come until you guessed correctly. It seemed easy at first, but after hours of teasing and edging⦠you didnāt even know your own name, even less you knew which kind of dick he was using to fuck you. But every time you guessed wrong, it added to your āpunishmentā, adding more and more time to your edging until you were crying and he was chuckling at how pathetic you were.
But when he finally let you come? When you finally got it right?
The best sensation of the world, the best orgasm of your life. So good you cried, so good you laughed, so good you screamed until your throat was hoarse and your eyes fell shut. You reached heaven.
beomgyu + comforting after reader had a rlly rlly bad day so they just cuddle and stuffs and falls asleep together plsš„ŗš„ŗ
(no i swear i didnt request because i badly need comfort but im too much of a coward to ask someone)
ā¤ļø Beomgyu x GN!Reader
ā¤ļø 863 words
ā¤ļø hugging, kissing, cuddling, bathing,
silent care
ā¤ļø dividers by @saradika-graphics
It's the sound of the shutting door that signifies Beomgyu your arrival, but it's the absence of any further sound that makes him strut over to you in agony.Ā
Your bag is heavily hanging from your shoulder, so he takes it and carefully places it against the wall. Your jacket engulfs you in a suffocating manner and when he attempts on helping you off it, he finds your arms being unnaturally stiff in the way. Your hair, well arranged in the morning, now floating around your face in its intended freedom, partially covers your eyes. Beomgyu lifts it off your vision and presses his lips against your forehead.Ā
'Welcome home', he whispers, his voice already a bit deeper and significantly quieter than it was a few hours ago.Ā
He catches onto the dullness in your eyes and decides to remain in close proximity to you for a while longer.Ā
'Want me to linger?', he asks, embracing your little chuckle, even though it doesn't sound melodically joyful.Ā
'Since when do you ask?', you question, and Beomgyu almost expects you to playfully push him away, like he knows you to sometimes do to make him whine for a kiss.Ā
'Since you seem to need it more than I do', he responds, missing the way you're capable of ease.Ā
He tries to understand your grip on his shirt, you head against his chest and your weight being pulled into the ground when he is used to you almost flying up, his angel.Ā
When he waits for your voice to sound again, but is left with silence and you leaned against him, he takes initiative.Ā
'Bad day?', he asks, already planning the next step, preparing you a bath, getting you his clothes, letting fresh air into the bedroom, so you can bundle up in bed all cozy and with breathing being your only and comfortable task.Ā
'Really, really bad', you sigh and he pulls you with him, ignoring your reluctance, even if it makes his heart sink.Ā
He knows the significance of filling the moment with care. Only if an abundance of that is prepared, you are able to care less, worry less, find rest in the mess. It might appear more difficult at first, but soon the effort will pay off. It always does in one form or the other.
The water is running, the sound so stagnant that Beomgyu hopes it helps you to remember that stability is indeed part of your life sometimes more hidden away, but never truly absent.Ā
'One second, okay?', he checks in, intending to leave the bathroom to go and pick up some comfy clothes for you, but you shake your head.
The small motion is enough for him to feel his throat tightening. In moments like that he hoped to feel less, because your pain is simply too much for him, yet he would chose exactly that over and over again if it means to be with you. Besides, pain is just part of life, so perhaps that is his issue to work on, to accept pain. This is a good practice. Just like the illusion of an absent stability, comfort, is the present pain nothing more than temporary, only partially there, but there is still room to be found for so many other things. Fortunately, he currently does have the capacity to find awareness for that.Ā
'You can just rest now. I got you', he whispers, his lips lingering on your temple.
It's funny to him how it's your time to linger close to him, yet his nature of being the one being only able to be physically close to you doesn't fumble. He can just be himself all the time around you and he is so so grateful for that. You're a grate luxury to him.Ā
With highest concentration he helps you pealing off your clothes, fabric softly running over your skin until he helps you into the tub. Once he is sure the warm water protects you enough, he hurries to his closet to find his sweater and joggers.He returns, running his palms over your body to message your tired system, gently pinching away your unpleasant exhaustion until you are left with only drowsy sleepiness.
It's the sound of the shutting bedroom door that signifies you that the day is finally over. It is Beomgyu next to you, keeping you close to his chest and proceeding to kiss you every few minutes as if he wants check in how you're doing without making you speak. It's his clothes that slightly smell like him that engulf you and make you feel like you are drowning in him parallel to drowning in sleep. You can't tell at what point you doze off. You can only tell that you wake up in the middle of the night, selfishly snuggling into Beomgyu and him, even in his sleep, embracing you in his close proximity.Ā
Bad days may occur, beat you down, but they never linger for too long when it is care that you are treated with. That lingers with way more intense clinginess, having only your best in mind, because that is what you truly deserve throughout life.Ā
Can i pls request a mischievous male fairy x reader where he keeps sprinkling aphrodisiac dust on her and hiding in her clothes to suck on her nipples/clit since he's so tiny >_<
Male!fairy x reader || size kink, sex-pollen, semi-public sex
Fairy boyfriend who likes to hide in your clothes when you less expect him to. Heās usually pretty tame and calm, he only likes to rest against your skin and maybe take a nap. He looks so tiny and cute inside your pocket or in the valley between your boobs and the bra. You canāt even be mad with him when he looks that adorable.
But itās not always so cute or adorable.
Sometimes he likes a little bit more. Sometimes he likes to sparkle some magic on you and leave you to it, which sucks in a really bad way. But you donāt know if the alternative is better or worse. When he feels like it, he sparkles you with pixie dust. The horny kind of dust, the dust that makes your skin tingle and your pussy get so wet you have to throw your panties away after.
He looooooooves to use that on you.
Sometimes he plays with you for a while, if you are lucky he makes you come, but most times he doesnāt allow you to do that. He just likes to enjoy your body until heās tired and he can nap in your pocket again. Leaving you restless, horny and dripping. So worked up you have to go push your hand inside your pants and rub one off at the grocery store bathroom, or in your car after a gym session, or at the companyās bathroom if heās feeling particularly evil that day.
But how can you be mad at him when heās so tiny and cute, right? But you are definitely mad. Especially when he decides it would be fun to get you the aphrodisiac right before a meeting. A meeting where you are presenting a very important project.
He sprinkles it over your clit and your nipples, his little body traveling inside your baggy clothes and making you gasp as you try to act casual walking to the conference room. You slip inside the bathroom to tell him to stop, but by the time you are locked in a stall, his hands are squeezing your nipple and your knees are giving out under you. You donāt know if you want to scream or beg, but right at that moment you can only cover your mouth as he works your nipples like a pro, until your panties are more than soaked and your center is aching with need. You can hear his laugh inside your clothes, like tinker-bells as he travels down your body. When he slips inside your pants, you donāt know if you should cheer or cry, your pussy almost in pain as he rubs his tiny body against your seam, his miniature tongue lapping your juices as his body rubs you in the perfect way.
Your orgasm catches you both off guard, his gasp for air as your juices gush out almost makes you laugh, but when you take him out of your pants and he looks at you with a satisfied smile and a big cum stain on his pants you can only curse him as you pull him inside your pocket.
You walk into that conference room with your panties ruined and a flushed face, if somebody notices, nobody says anything. But you know, you know your panties are destroyed and your fairy boyfriend is asleep inside your pocket. Fucking fae.
But well⦠you knew what you signed into when you decided to date a mischievous fairy. (And you enjoy it as much as he does.)