Hi, I'm Pencil or Zealous whickever is fine.𐔌՞. .՞𐦯
⤿ I'm twenty-two|SHE/HER.
I like fantasies, a lil bit of spooky, cats, anime and sleep{I really like sleep}. I haven't written anything in a while so i'm a bit rusty,i want to get back into it.
There's most likely going to be NSFW🔞 so Minors don't interact.
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Summary- Naga boyfriend won't let you leave for work.
Hot unbearably hot, waking up to your half serpent lover's tail coiled around you as he places most of his body weight on you.
Hands tangled in your hair sleeping oh so peacefully, scales ranging from the darkest of greens to warm yellows littered in patches along his skin oh how divine, you couldn't get enough even if you tried. You would stay for hours if you could just like this but nature had other ideas such as putting an awful lot of pressure on your bladder.
What had started as soft creases and sweet whispers to let you go turned into you failing without end to crawl your way out his lovely embrace to relieve yourself.
"Get off you big lump" you whined reaching for the edge of the bed, anything to pull yourself free from the bounds of muscle.
"No." was all he offered in his sleepy haze.
Reaching for your extended arms to bring you closer to his chest, he rests his head between your neck and shoulder. Basking in the heat that you emit, he couldn't help himself but to get even closer to you even if he did it unconsciously.
"Uhhh I have work to go to, You have work to get to. Come on i really need to pee." You said in a huff of air slowly accepting your fate of being his body pillow.
Responding in raspy grumbles and mumbles as he loosen his hold on you yet not letting you go entirely.
"I don't want to, you're warm. Can we stay like this a little longer?" He whispered into the shell of your ear.
"How bout this, let me use the bathroom and when i get back we can talk all bout me being your heat pack. yeah?" You persuaded kissing the tip of his nose.
Mumbling under his breath 'don't take long' as he loosen his hold just enough wiggle room to escape to the restroom before he changes his mind. As the bathroom door closes softly behind you he curled into your side of the bed nestled as if trying to trap the warmth you left behind.
After you had relieved yourself and washed your hands, you could hear bits and pieces of your boyfriend's conversation on the phone. Opening the door as quietly as you could, there he was fake sniffling on the edge of the bed flexing his green tail as he spoke lies to whom you assumed was his manager.
"Ah, Yes I've come down with um a fever. Hmhm, I'll see you next week then." He spoke trying to sound weak and frail, adding a cough and more sniffling to be as convincing as possible.
"Really a fever?, you don't even get sick like that." You sigh Leaning on the door frame but you couldn't help but smile at the oversized reptile.
"They don't know that." Shrugging his shoulders he responded nonchalantly tossing the cell phone in the hamper.
"Now, I require you warmth" he jestered towards you patting the empty side of the bed you once were.
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Didn't know what a Naga was like a week ago now I'm down a deep rabbit hole and dont wanna get out.
So um if you wanna recommend some Naga fics, it's for research...
Your monster roommate keeps to himself. He's not very talkative, and thus you don't know much about him. Everything you have comes from mere deduction; for example, you suspect he might be into journaling, as he always carries a small notebook and frequently scribbles in it.
Monster roommate is, unbeknownst to you, a rather famous comic artist, particularly popular among fellow creatures and critters. His best-selling series so far involves a human protagonist who resides in the monster realm and has one too many flirty encounters with the local beasts.
Monster roommate has, of course, used you as his main and only inspiration. His protagonist is pretty much you. No change whatsoever. He originally intended it as a joke, taking notes about your behavior, your habits, your appearance, and inserting them into his character. He was going to confess his mischief and show you the result, and you'd both laugh about it.
Except, well, it really took off. He expected you to be likeable to the readers, of course, but not to this extent. Within days he'd woken up to hundreds of questions, requests, gifts, fan work. Other monsters had started their own spinoffs involving you. He stared in terror at the newly created tag for erotic content of the human protagonist.
Today, his worst nightmare has become reality: someone snapped a photo of you and posted it on social media. Looks just like the comic protagonist, they marveled in their caption. Everyone agreed. Everyone wanted to know where this was taken.
You find your roommate panting outside your door, pale and feverish. Something happened, he blurts out, we must move out.
He can't let anyone else learn about you. You're supposed to be his human!
I find it so funny that I want romance but when the romance finally comes my way ooh child, I run for the hills. At this point I fancy the idea of it not actually having it.
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𖹭 I will not write; rape, woundplay, pedophilia, necrophilia kinks. {I might add to this...}
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The first time you hit on him, he called you 'kid' and told you he was old enough to be your dad, the second time you hit on him he huffed, flicked his tail and ruffled your hair while telling you it was cute how desperate you were to jump an old man's bones.
However, he never seemed to stop your flirting attempts, he seemed to enjoy it even, basking in the attention of a younger person while inviting more chances to flirt.
Wearing tight tank tops and low hanging pants that showed off his build, not quite a young man's defined six-pack, but a nice soft layer of fat over real muscle, he was strong even as his fur started to grey out a little in places. The streaks of white, and scattering grey curls here and there only made him look better in your eyes, his horns had lost some of their luster with age but he knew he was still a fine looking minotaur.
The summer heat had him stripping down, the bare minimum for public decency, the loose shorts he has on barely reaching his kid thigh as he strolls to the mail area, scratching and stretching as he goes.
Looking over his shoulder as he hears a door open, flicking an ear as he grunts out a greeting, catching the look you give him as he turns back to his mail, snatching up his singular package before turning to walk back to his door, stopping by your door as he goes. Scratching the fluffy mess of curls that had grown thick enough to peak out over the waistband of his shorts, he asks if you would come help him put this package together, claiming that the item is all small parts and his thick fingers just can do delicate tasks.
Flexing his hand as he does, making sure he has your attention on the movement of his muscles and tendons, huffing softly as he can almost smell the reaction you have.
He laughs as you ask for a second, closing the door and scrambling around your apartment, he can almost see you flustered and panicked as you try to pull on something cute or revealing. Still leaning against the wall next to your door when you come back out, he was right you'd changed clothes, grunting as he has you follow him back to his apartment shouldering the door open before dumping the package on his cluttered living room table.
Acting like he can't see you snooping around his space, like he can't smell the moment you see what he had left out from his morning 'attentions'.
A long since stolen pair of your underwear, thoroughly ruined and stained with his cum, he huffs as he walks up behind you. Chest pressed against your back, stopping down as he picks them up, dangling them off a finger as he looks down at you.
"Come on kid, you were practically throwing yourself at me. Couldn't help myself. But seeing as you're here now, how about you give me something new to use? Something a little better..."
You're just a caretaker, you feed them, clean the tanks, make sure they're content and check for any sick or injured mers.
You've really loved this job…up until now.
“I know he looks scary, Doll but he's just playing."
Your superior pats you on the back as you stare at the huge mer on the other side of the glass. His big black eyes bore into you, sharp grin bared with his huge hands placed on the glass. Yeah, he's obviously trying to scare you but that doesn't make it any less scary!
“He can get touchy but you just gotta shoo him away."
She waves you into the room where his tank is and you hesitantly walk in with all your cleaning gear. He gets a little secluded tank all to himself because apparently he bullies the other mers and jump cares any guests that come past the small observation window of the tanks.
You keep the door open for some sense of comfort, your steps echoing in the silent room. His head pops up from the water, only his eyes visible as he watches you get all your gear ready. You just stand at the edge of the steps leading into his tank for a moment and he stays in his same spot, unblinking.
You shuffle around in your pocket and pull out a sardine, tossing it in front of him. He watches the dead fish sink into the water and then points his gaze right back at you.
You resist a shiver, sighing in defeat and taking the first few steps into the shallow waters. As soon as you reached knee deep, he sinks down into the water and you can see his huge figure swim deeper into the darker parts of the tank.
Hoping that he lost interest, you decide to just get this over with as quick as possible and start wiping down the thick glass of the tank. You go around the whole tank, only doing the areas closest to the surface while trying not to think about how you'll possibly clean the deeper parts.
Every now and then you feel a brush against your leg or a force in the water next to you but you end up getting the whole top section of the tank done without much incident.
You sit on the edge of the tank, getting your scuba gear ready, eyes flicking around the pool every now and then. The silence makes everything so unsettling, it feels like he's just waiting for-
You don't even register the huge black blur moving towards you before he bursts out of the water, claws and teeth bared. You scream and swing your fist at the thing your instincts are telling you is trying to eat you, punching the mer right in the nose.
You gasp immediately after, holding in a tense breath as he groans and cradles his face. He looks at his bloody hand and then back at you in what appears to be shock. You wait for him to rip you in two but he just stares. Then his mouth slowly turns up in a sharp grin, blood still dripping from his nose.
He lunges forward and wraps his thick arms around your waist, nuzzling his head into your stomach. You wheeze at the crushing hug, confused and still a little scared but if his happy clicking sounds are anything to go by, he definitely doesn't want to kill you.
You're not sure if you would've preferred cleaning the tank in constant fear for your life or if having a massive mer clinging to you the whole time was the better option.
You managed to get it done, with much struggle. He actually helped you a little at first, but got bored quickly and opted for seeing how far he could unzip your swimsuit before you swatted him away. He also stole one of your flippers at one point and only gave it back when you gave him sufficient head scratches.
Once the job was done, you knew he wouldn't just let you leave and you kind of felt bad when you started packing up and he let out sad little whines so you sat on the edge of the tank, patting his head until your superior came looking for you.
“So…you punched him?"
You sheepishly nodded to her, munching gratefully on the donut she brought for you since you missed your lunch break.
“and now he's in love with you?”
You give her a solemn nod this time, watching as he traces patterns on your thigh.
“Well shit."
All you can do is nod once more in agreement to that accurate assesment of your situation.
a/n~So I wrote this upset and i kinda like how it turned out..<3
"Shall we begin, what are you felling?" He inquired leaning back further into his leather seat, one leg crossed over the other.
The click of a pen filled the silence in the room followed by the scribbling of pen meeting paper. There he sat clothed in a deep red button up, black slacks and dress shoes. Hair as dark as night combed neatly into a low bun fringes framing his face, eyes as green like the forest focused solely on you.
"I feel frustrated" you whispered fiddling with your fingers and avoiding eye contact.
"Go on" he coaxed you to continue, jotting down notes as you spoke.
"Tired, it's so draining trying to pick up after someone after telling them time and time again to clean up after themselves." You voiced a little over a whisper this time.
He smiled closed lipped, as to not scare you and ruin the progress you were slowly making.
You knew he was a vampire, the only reason you could even make an appointment was entirely because of what he was and his office hours start once the sun sets. Sure it was a bit off putting willingly going to a vampire at night to vent your feelings but you worked during the day and you weren't going to give up your one day off this week to find a regular therapist.
You had thought he was going to be just like the vampires you used to watch on tv, all fangs, ravenous and condescending. You were far off miles even, he was the complete opposite of what you depicted him to be, he's calm, gentle, patient and so easy to open up to.
"What lead to you feeling this way?" He questioned glancing up at you from his writing.
" I leave for work everyday for 12 or so hour, my roommate works from home and I get it he's working too but all I ask is that he wash the dishes he uses. But every day is the same exact scene each time I step through the door." You responded wiping your sweaty palm on your pants.
"And each time i say anything about it he'd act concerned and follow through the next couple of days and then we're right back at the beginning, me having to shout to be heard and being put on a back burned because apparently what I say doesn't matter at all". Your voice trembled as tear blurred your vision.
"This isn't about the dishes is it, dear?" He asked reaching over to hand you a box of tissues.
"I mean it is but at the same time it is, the dirty dishes pisses me off, come on he's a grown man why is he incapable of washing dishes but on the other hand him not listening to me hurts more?" Your lips trembled as you try to restrain yourself from breaking down in tears.
"Continue dear, your making great progress." he encourages you, the tips of his fangs peeking out from his closed lip smile. You wouldn't dare mention it as it was the only thing keeping you from crying.
"I just find it unfair you know, I listen to his concerns, how he feels and do my best to accommodate to them but once I have something to say that's bothering me he'd respond 'it's not a big deal' or 'you're making a mountain out of nothing'. I want to be seen and heard too, I want what I say to matter too." Tears trickled down your cheek, voice unsteady as you sniffle.
"I'm sorry" you mumbled, vigorously trying to wipe away your tears that wouldn't stop flowing.
"You have no reason to apologize to me, cry if that is what you feel, but do not bottle up your emotions or would you rather have a breakdown with your name written on it later, hmm?" He calmly reassured you sounding a lot closer than before.
That had seemed to be the Nudge you needed as you cried to your heart's content they flowed like a unrelenting river on a stormy day.
Raising your head you were face to face with green eyes much closer than before, you didn't even hear when he moved. Kneeling before you his watchful eyes searched your teary ones for any signs of discomfort with his close proximity before gently wiping your tears.
"From what I've learned so far, you have accommodated for others while you suffer the shorter end to the stick. Starting now you will have to establish better boundaries for yourself and no more bending to the will of others because of sweet words of promises." He stated as he stands from his knelt position to return to his chair.
"Though habits like these don't tend to rectify themselves on their own, so small steps should do for now. You are most welcome to come again should you need a silencing ear." He spoke just as the timer for the session went off.
"Thank you really, I needed that" you finally spoke after calming down, trying to make yourself presentable but it was all in vain for your eyes were red and puffy from crying so much.
"There's no need to thank me. It is my job to listen to the weary, dear." He waved off your appreciation as he close the note book he was previously scribbling in.
"Oh I almost forgot, I tried to pay at the front desk before I came in but she refused it saying 'We don't accept money payments'. So I thought that, you being a vampire this should be payment enough?" You conveyed as you lowered the collar of you shirt to expose your neck, shyly avoiding to meet his eyes.
A rich hearty chuckle filled the room bouncing off the walls in amusement.
" It's been centuries since someone exposed their neck to me like this, now a days people usually pay with blood bags from who knows where." He muses, green eyes drifting to your exposed neck, fangs glinting in the light as his lips pull into a charming smile.
Raising from his leather seat, he walked slowly to your seated form. Kneeling as he did previously taking your hand into his colder ones trailing his fangs along your skin as he places a small peck on the vein of your wrist. Eyes that seemed to glow traveled along the warmth that bloomed along your skin.
"Blood willingly given tastes the best." He spoke in reverence as his mouth lowered towards the pulsing vein that beacons him.
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So you're reincarnated into some girl's yellow scrunchie that she takes everywhere and I mean everywhere even to fuck her werewolf boyfriend. You didn't mind being her scrunchie, her hair always smelt nice, she used you in almost all her hair styles if not you were a hand accessory, but her boyfriend had a habit of sniffing you way too long for comfort.
It was all fun and games at first you were just a uninvited guest to their sweaty mess they called sex, the moans, groans, growls and screams of estasy oh you've seen and heard it all.
At one point you were even worried for her wellbeing, being pounded into the mattress by his hefty cock as if he was tenderizing meat. Had the bedframe buckling under the force of his thrusts. But she wasn't concerned, she was right where she wanted to be.
Chanting 'I'm gonna cum' like a mantra moaning into her partner's ear and he loved every second of it as he bullied his knot into her tiny cunt groaning as he tipped her over the edge back arching, toes curling, eyes rolling back and nails digging into his broad shoulders as she came on his shaft. He whined and whimpered as her walls clamped down on his dick sucking him in and milking him for everything he had.
"Fuck FuCK oh fUcK" he growled as he flooded her walls with cum.
They had to buy a new bedframe later.
Things started to take a turn one Saturday afternoon, one moment they were just cuddling watching a movie the next you wrapped around the werewolf's cock being used as a prop for a hand job.
" just like that " he whispered hips thrusting up to meet her teasing strokes.
Oh look at you all drenched in sweat, pre cum and saliva scrunched and stretched around such a beefy shaft. Clutched between manicured hands as she used you to create friction to her partner's sensitive cock. How utterly fucked he was claws diged into the sofa as his flimsy way to prevent himself from fucking into her palm.
He wanted to praise her so bad the words died in his throat as she thrust her enclosed hands with the scrunchie barely over his knot.
All he could respond in was gargled moans and breathless groans from his lead back position.
"You're doing so well" she cooed at him circling her nail at the tip of his cock as she stroked you over the base of his knot.
"GaH ah don't talk to me like that" his cock twitching at the praise.
Amused she teasingly stroked his knot whispering why not before clamping down around him squeezing you in the process and placing a kiss on his reddened tip. That's all it took to tip him over.
"Fuck FuCk ah" he came gushing like a geyser, painting her face with cum and drenching you in it aswell.
" You look so pretty like this, don't you agree?" She inquired licking the cum off her lips, staring directly at you.
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Rereading this, I was like why did I give an inanimate object the sense of smell 🤷🏽♀️ uhh plot.
Summary- Naga boyfriend won't let you leave for work.
Hot unbearably hot, waking up to your half serpent lover's tail coiled around you as he places most of his body weight on you.
Hands tangled in your hair sleeping oh so peacefully, scales ranging from the darkest of greens to warm yellows littered in patches along his skin oh how divine, you couldn't get enough even if you tried. You would stay for hours if you could just like this but nature had other ideas such as putting an awful lot of pressure on your bladder.
What had started as soft creases and sweet whispers to let you go turned into you failing without end to crawl your way out his lovely embrace to relieve yourself.
"Get off you big lump" you whined reaching for the edge of the bed, anything to pull yourself free from the bounds of muscle.
"No." was all he offered in his sleepy haze.
Reaching for your extended arms to bring you closer to his chest, he rests his head between your neck and shoulder. Basking in the heat that you emit, he couldn't help himself but to get even closer to you even if he did it unconsciously.
"Uhhh I have work to go to, You have work to get to. Come on i really need to pee." You said in a huff of air slowly accepting your fate of being his body pillow.
Responding in raspy grumbles and mumbles as he loosen his hold on you yet not letting you go entirely.
"I don't want to, you're warm. Can we stay like this a little longer?" He whispered into the shell of your ear.
"How bout this, let me use the bathroom and when i get back we can talk all bout me being your heat pack. yeah?" You persuaded kissing the tip of his nose.
Mumbling under his breath 'don't take long' as he loosen his hold just enough wiggle room to escape to the restroom before he changes his mind. As the bathroom door closes softly behind you he curled into your side of the bed nestled as if trying to trap the warmth you left behind.
After you had relieved yourself and washed your hands, you could hear bits and pieces of your boyfriend's conversation on the phone. Opening the door as quietly as you could, there he was fake sniffling on the edge of the bed flexing his green tail as he spoke lies to whom you assumed was his manager.
"Ah, Yes I've come down with um a fever. Hmhm, I'll see you next week then." He spoke trying to sound weak and frail, adding a cough and more sniffling to be as convincing as possible.
"Really a fever?, you don't even get sick like that." You sigh Leaning on the door frame but you couldn't help but smile at the oversized reptile.
"They don't know that." Shrugging his shoulders he responded nonchalantly tossing the cell phone in the hamper.
"Now, I require you warmth" he jestered towards you patting the empty side of the bed you once were.
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Didn't know what a Naga was like a week ago now I'm down a deep rabbit hole and dont wanna get out.
So um if you wanna recommend some Naga fics, it's for research...
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Hi there! I love your dividers and your headers and they have given me so much inspiration! I would absolutely love to request your take on Wisteria themed dividers and headers! Think Bridgerton and lacy, I guess?
Sorry if this has already been done!
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Hi! This sounds so pretty! I mixed some wisteria graphics with some swirls and designs that reminded me of the regency area, so you can mix-and-match! Hope you like these! 💕
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