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Obsidian - Part Ten

In the aftermath of Mondy’s visit, you finally learn Alice’s terms.

Content Warning: Mentions of blood on the floor, emotional abuse, emotional manipulation, toxic relationship.

Words: 6k~

Part 1 (sfw) Part 2 (nsfw) Part 3 (nsfw) Part 4 (nsfw) Part 5 (nsfw)  [Part Six]  (nsfw) [Part Seven] (nsfw) [Part 8.1]  [Part 8.2]   [part 8.3] [part 9.1] [part 9.2]   _________________________________________

You didn’t know how long you’d slept for, but you woke restless. Obsidian hadn’t moved from his position curled around you on the cold, slippery pebbles. He was so still that if it weren’t for the laboured rhythm of his slow breaths, you might have thought him dead.

Your body gave grievance at the terrible effort it took to peel yourself out of his embrace, your knees and rear were badly bruised from being dropped and thrown about, your back ached and made a disconcerting ‘pop’ as you tried to straighten it, and your head… God, you’d never had a headache like this. Dizzying and dreadful and a dam to any coherent thought. A little whimper escaped you when you tried to look around into the white, misty glare.

The sound roused Obsidian instantly. You felt his whole form jolt and clamber upright, breathing heavy, poised above you as if to lunge at some invisible foe in the fog.

“It’s okay!” You hurried to soothe him, rubbing his chest softly, assuring him you were together, safe. He untensed a fraction, easing back onto his haunches, but his fiery eyes still darted quickly about as if expecting an ambush.

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Obsidian - Part Nine Point Two (nsfw?)

You thought the past couldn’t change - yet you seem to have a very significant impact. You show Mondy to the door, as any good hostess ought to do.

Content Warning: Violence, blood, assault, stabbing, choking, murder. It’s not as graphic or descriptive as the last part but continue with discretion. I don’t think the red lines are necessary in this one but you can ask me to include them if you think it’s too violent. I wrote this part intermittently over many months so if it reads as disjointed or bad, that’s because it is :)

Words: 8.3k~

Part 1 (sfw) Part 2 (nsfw) Part 3 (nsfw) Part 4 (nsfw) Part 5 (nsfw)  [Part Six]  (nsfw) [Part Seven] (nsfw) [Part 8.1]  [Part 8.2]   [part 8.3] [part 9.1]   [part 10]

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“Looks like a stray kitten’s gotten lost in time.”

You stared up at his goliath, shadowy form, illuminated only by the meager light of the candle circle below him and the warm flicker of his fiery eyes. Your vision was blurry, your eyes stung with tears, blood swirled under your tongue and in your gums. Your breath came in brief, anxious bursts.

A mix of relief and dread pumped through your veins, accelerated by the adrenaline of the crisis you’d just come from. Obsidian was here, he was alive, he was safe.

But he wasn’t your Obsidian.

There was no familiar burst of sparks in his eyes, no give in the hard lines of his face, no sign of affection. He didn’t recognise you.

And Alice was here. Her perfect, porcelain face framed by flawlessly shaped hair, gentle hands fluttering about to cup your cheeks and hold your shoulders and rub your arms. Her fretting actually became rather annoying, frantic in its own gentle way. You realised she was trying to herd you backwards, back away from the candles and the pentagram and the single, thin line of salt drawn around it.

Obsidian’s head stooped and followed the movement like a predator surveying its quarry.

She was speaking to you, quietly and urgently, telling you not to look at it, not to speak to it. That you didn’t understand what was going on.

But you did understand. You did know where you were.

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Dullahan boyfriend

Dullahan Boyfriend

I was commissioned by @breedingomega to write a story of my choosing! So I finally got to write my dullahan story that’s been rattling around forever! I know you guys will all enjoy!

You’ve taken over the small shop your aunt used to own. She gave it to you when she retired, hoping to keep it in the family rather than sell it off. You’ve moved into the apartment above it and you’re getting used to the sleepy town you now call home.

Your shop is busy in the mornings. All you usual clientele get up at the crack of dawn. All the old people come in and buy their wares then leave. The rest of the day you’re rather bored. You go through the inventory of the shop. Read books on the shelves. You often find yourself staring listlessly out the window. The shop faces a decaying cemetery and the ruins of an abandoned church.

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Found part two! Yay!

Ghost Boyfriend: Gustaff Von Malevance #2

Here comes the end to Von Malevance’s story. Will he find peace? Will get have his love returned to him? I hope ya’ll enjoy ghost stories.

The Devil’s Swift is a labyrinth. Years of being underwater and recreating itself has turned it into a monstrous entity of its own. Wandering around the halls and even the deck can get you lost. Von Malevance doesn’t keep me locked up like I expected. I have nowhere to go, so why keep me imprisoned was his logic. The Devil’s Swift sees that I don’t try anything funny. And even if I were to jump overboard, which sounds worse than death, there’s no way I even can. Somehow everything is contained.

Lir stays close to me, keeping his word that he will be my guardian on the ship. Unlike all the other ghosts who remain on the ship, Lir is much different. Everyone else was once human, but from the looks of Lir, I’m not quite sure. He is of average height and has a sleek swimmer’s build, but he is covered in glossy scales and has fins here and there. The back of his head droops down into long, curly tentacles. They twitch and move every now and again, but only when Lir seems to be reacting to something. His feet and hands are webbed, and one leg is shorter than the other, giving him a noticeable limp.

He brings me food every day, often times sitting with me while I eat. He tries to get me to talk to Von Malevance, hoping that if I can get through to him, maybe he will change his mind. But I have no desire to talk to him, Von Malevance has made his bed with me. As far as I am concerned, he isn’t the type to change his mind so readily. After all, this whole plan is to seek revenge and bring back his beloved wife. I am next to nothing for him, he won’t listen to me whatsoever.

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Beautiful work @ilustrariane for such a good story @momolady must search for part two!!!

Gustaaf Von Malevance and Rosemary

another commission for a dear client, of another one of @momolady ghost stories. This was hard work, but really fun!

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Amazing story @momolady

Ghost Boyfriend: Gustaff Von Malevance #1

A new sprawling epic over two parts featuring a long held grudge and the obsession that love can cause. I’m very excited to bring this tale to you and see what of think!

My family has owned and operated a Naval History museum for ages, only recently have we gotten government backing and grants. I worked ages trying to help renovate the place and help keep my grandfather’s memories intact. He had started the museum because of his and my grandmother’s passion for the ocean, which they had both grown up on.

My grandmother had told me stories of the sea ever since I was little, they were more fairy tales than anything. She told me about mermaids and witches in the waters, pirates and buried treasure we could only imagine. One of her favorite things she used to tell me stories about was an old locked chest that had been passed down through the family.

“No one in our family has ever been able to open this chest. Not to pick the lock. Not with a crowbar. Hell, your uncle Mortimer tried to blow it open with a gun. Nothing. This chest is cursed, you know?” She asked me a bright smile on her face.

“Cursed?” I fell for it hook, line and sinker ever time.

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I want this and don’t want it ruined so badly. Please movie gods…. If this is done- do it well.

LIVE ACTION GARGOYYYYYYLEs!!!

Source: https://www.hollywoodreporter.com/tv/tv-news/gargoyles-live-action-tv-show-reboot-1235342849/

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Oh yes

ooooh i would loooooooove to hear more on the idea of the insecure monster whos worried his dick isn't enough even though its literally perfect and even if it wasn't thats not what matters anyways

in reference to this post

Monster boyfriend who is more than happy to have sex with you, he loves using his hands and mouth to make you cum. But he shies away from penetrative sex, and anytime you try to return the favor he insists that you don't have to, that he gets pleasure from your pleasure.

Eventually, he admits to you that he's not as big as other monsters and is a little embarrassed. He knows you have a size kink, and you like that he's bigger than you, and he worries that you'll be disappointed.

You assure him that you love him no matter what, that size doesn't matter. Sure, maybe he is small by monster standards, but he still makes your jaw drop when you see him hard for the first time.

His poor neglected cock is leaking for you, his big balls heavy with need. He's so sensitive, he whimpers as you touch him, tears forming in the corners of his eyes as he tries to hold himself back from cumming too soon. He's already embarrassed about his size he can't cum prematurely too.

despite his best efforts when he pushes into you for the first time he does cum almost instantly. you're just so tight and perfect around him. He's embarrassed and promises to do better next time if you're willing to help him build up his stamina that is.

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I just want a grumpy werewolf to look over to me and immediately start wagging his tail. I would melt if that happened.

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Snowkissedmonsters MasterList~ 18+ ONLY

Since searching on nsfw blogs is disabled, all links to my work are below the cut 🥰 Minors are not welcome on this blog. Ageless blogs will be blocked 🚫

Click here to read my webcomic, Rose Tide Rising!

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Dropping this here...

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OKAY SO, shadow tentacle monster that appears at night in your room every time you get horny/start masturbating, to fuck your mouth and leave you so filled with cum that even the slightest movement from you makes all of the cum spill out of your hole and travel down your thighs

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Thinking about being fucked by a werewolf while their big, clawed hand is covering my mouth, trapping all of my whines and cries with my legs stretched out to fit on either side of their waist as they roll their hips nice and deep, a firm smack each time they bottom out. Unable to see the big bump their cock makes in my stomach or how it slowly dissappears every time they knot me unannounced and make my eyes roll back and face burn red with each orgasm. Grinding it into me and letting my spasming hole milk them completely before popping it back out again. Made a little crying mess too blissed-out to think and who won't get a break until their tummy is filled to the brim with thick werewolf cum.

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I desperately wanna motorboat Predator or give him a kiss

-Bo

//I used to be feared, now, oomans call me daddy//

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Got a bad day? Bring it in 'ooman

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A yummy morsel I want to gobble up.

We don't know who it is...