#(it's time for the minotaur now)

[zellk]

A small Qalaari doodle to explore some fits options for when we were "invited" (held hostage) in the manor of a Vampire Lady (who happened to be the grandmother of one of our group member :^)c delicious drama ensued... for multiple sessions...)

I ended up going for the left one as it was closer to Qalaa's comfort zone. The right one was more planned for if we ever managed to get to "the ball scene™ " but sadly we kicked ass too early for that and managed to escape/

(I say escape but we, somehow, managed to kill the elder vampire lady... it was... a difficult fight.)

[minotaurdaily]

DAY // NINETEEN

Ew ew ew ew ew ew ugly

[birdsofanarchy]

I don’t know how anyone thinks the new Percy Jackson show isn’t funny, like aside from Percy “she met a pinecone’s fate” Jackson, Grover’s “I’m actually 24” takes me out every time

[pardonmydelays]

gonna kill the minotaur now wish me luck

[pokimoko]

The House of Astarion - A Baldur's Gate Fic

Written by pokimoko

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: ~12K

Fandom: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Relationships: Astarion & Karlach (Baldur's Gate), Astarion & Gale (Baldur's Gate), Astarion & Wyll (Baldur's Gate), Astarion & Gale & Karlach & Lae'zel & Shadowheart & Wyll (Baldur's Gate)

Characters: Astarion (Baldur's Gate), Karlach (Baldur's Gate), Gale (Baldur's Gate), Wyll (Baldur's Gate), Shadowheart (Baldur's Gate), Lae'zel (Baldur's Gate), Cazador Szarr

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, References to Ancient Greek Religion & Lore, Inspired by Theseus and the Minotaur (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), Alternate Universe - Ancient Greek Religion & Lore Fusion, (but only partially), Location: Faerûn (Dungeons & Dragons), Dungeons & Dragons Game Mechanics, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Canon-Typical Violence, Vampire Spawn Astarion (Baldur's Gate), Astarion Needs a Hug (Baldur's Gate), Karlach is the Best (Baldur's Gate), Gale as Player Character (Baldur's Gate), POV Astarion (Baldur's Gate), Astarion-centric (Baldur's Gate), Fluff and Angst, During Canon, Labyrinth - Freeform, Astarion & Karlach Friendship (Baldur's Gate), (in which they speedrun becoming besties via a 5v1 battle and a good chat), All the World's A Stage And I'm the Star (or: how to deal with being the monster of the story), Astarion living his best Rogue Subclass Arcane Trickster Life, Epiphets. So many Epiphets, Angst with a Happy Ending, TLDR: hey. so you know how the Minotaur's name is Asterion? yeah...yeah

Summary: Within a secluded valley alongside the River Chionthar, there is a great labyrinth, and within that great labyrinth there is an even greater monster. At least, that is what the stories say, and we all know how those are supposed to go, with heroes always coming to save the day. In stories like that, there is only one ending that exists for monsters.

But this is not that kind of story.

[spoondoodles]

You don't have to believe every single thought That tumbles through your head Just 'cause it sounds like you talking... - Turn Out The Lights by The Crane Wives My minotaur aasimar I played in two different oneshots (one in dnd5e, the other in pf2e) who I love very, very much. He's just a big lad, a nice boy with many, many angelic spirits in his head. Young, dumb and ready to help you out! I tried v. v. hard with this piece I spent like 10-15 hours on it altogether aaaaaaa

[spaceboy-art]

The minotaur and his red string of fate :(

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I used This Post as a reference

[rhythmmortis]

i was SO CLOSE TO 69

[invisiblecities1972]

i want a hip tattoo so bad that would be so cute

[labyrinth-guard]

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I'm Tony I use he/him pronouns

Artfight Bluesky

I enjoy and draw a variety of stuff and will randomly hop ship to a new or old interest

-This is my Art and Main blog, where I post some of my goofs -My reblog account is @labyrinth-guardian

!! Don't feel afraid to throw me an ask, I like getting them !!

[terristernwrites]

Fuck it, this is too good an opportunity to miss - if you'd like a less pregnancy focused version of this with a fantasy twist instead might I recommend my recent story?

Me: maybe I’m not cut out to be a writer…idk what if I’m not good enough

BookTok romance writers: ‘what if you were just a normal school teacher…but the MINOTAUR wanted to get you PREGNANT’

[horseboned]

EVIL WOMAN MIRADANE SONG....

[cowardishh]

there's always an explanation. for everything. every time

[specsthesecond]

Being a waitress/bottle girl at a club that caters to monsters.

While serving a table of orcs their drinks you hear whistling from behind you and turn towards the table of werewolves calling you over,

"C'mere Doll, why don't you spend some time with us? It'd be better than looking at those ugly green faces."

The rest of the table barks out laughter and all you do is look back at the table of orcs to gauge their reactions, just incase you have to call the bouncer to stop another brawl.

"Aw yeah? Cus your slobbering snout's much more attractive, ain't it?"

One orc yells and the others hurl their chosen insults across the table as well. The werewolves grumble and snarl insults back and you just stand in the middle of this, trying to think of an escape.

"Maybe she ain't at your table for a reason!"

One of the orcs claims boldly and all the other orcs voice their agreement while the wolves clearly disagree.

"Why don't we let the lady decide." A wolf with greying fur suggests with a smirk and both tables seem to agree on this being just a wonderful idea.

"Well love? Who's better then? Us or the mutts?"

"Aye! The real question is who can treat her better, isn't that right, Doll?"

The attention of the two tables are now on you, waiting for your answer with baited breaths and half hard cocks probably.

"....I prefer minotaurs."

This deadpan response takes a few seconds to sink in before a chorus of disagreements and further arguing commences, but you're already making your way back towards the bar, you're sure they don't mind watching your tiny skirt bounce as you walk away.

That answer wasn't random, it's actually been the only thing you could think of all day. Your Minotaur coworkers cock reaching deep into your stomach while he pounds you into next week. That might be why so many customers have been extra forward with you today, maybe they can smell the need on you.

You finally make it back to the bar, getting ready to end your shift and finally get some relief.

"You causing trouble?"

You whip around to meet just the monster you were so desperate to see. He stands at the edge of the bar in his bouncer uniform, his sleeves hug his biceps very nicely and you nearly purr imagining what that arm would feel like around your throat, while he pounds you from behind. He gazes down at you with a knowing look.

"Me? Oh, I would never."

You look up at him and play with the collar of your shirt, successfully drawing his eyes to the generous amount of cleavage your uniform provides.

He huffs in amusement.

"They don't seem to think so."

He tilts his head and massive horns towards the two tables you just left where the occupants are all peering over one another to see the interaction between you and the bovine beast in front of you.

You scoff, take his arm and turn him around so that he's only focusing on you.

"I'm off. You're off in 15...maybe you could come by my place again....or something?"

You nervously bite your lip and he doesn't know why you're getting nervous.

You weren't nervous when you sent him that video of your stuffed cunt clenching around the Minotaur themed dildo you've had since before you were seeing eachother. You definitely weren't nervous when you sent him another video 6 hours ago of you stuffing said dildo into your perfect pussy in the employee bathrooms before slipping your tiny panties on over it, keeping the silicone deep in your cunt.

He pulls out his keys and leans down closer to you,

"Be ready when I get to the car."

You nearly squeal in excitement as you grab the keys and reach up to kiss his cheek. As you skip out the door to his car he looks back at the two tables just to revel a little in the disappointed grumbles and huffs emitting from the two groups as they go back to their drinks.

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[crstormzy]

no joke i got so mad reading piper deny the gun in the shed during that one hoo scene where annabeth tries to find her a weapon... like piper... my beloved..... my sister in christ.......

I don’t understand. Rick implanted that demigods can’t use electronic devices since it exposes them to the monsters. He didn’t say anything about guns.

I’m serious. You built a catapult but you can’t build a gun? C’mon. Give them a gun. Or those cannon thingies in the pirate ships. Maybe make bullets from celestial bronze or something.

Give Will a gun and let’s me see how Tartarus fares.

[monstersflashlight]

The Minotaurs Toy is AMAZING! When you mentioned employees had to be undressed in order to bathe them, just… so many visuals 😙👌 Do you think you’ll write a future story involving bathing the minotaurs?

A/N: This a continuation of this story.

The minotaur’s toy: promotion

Minotaurs x fem!reader || free use, dub-con, breeding, overstimulation, double penetration, knotting, cum-inflation, sharing is caring

After “the incident” it was clear that they weren’t mindless beasts, they were more bull than human, but they know what they were doing and they had fun with you. And you also confirmed that their dicks felt so good inside of you that you were now addicted. Apparently, their cum could not only help you stretch for their girth, but also heal your abused insides as they fucked you over and over. You didn’t know how much time you spent being their fucktoy, they probably fucked you for hours as all your coworkers watched and laughed at your messy pussy being filled over and over, as your limp body having orgasm after orgasm until you were no more than a hole filled to the brim.

It should have been embarrassing, it should have bothered you, but it didn’t. You didn’t mind everyone knowing how much of a slut you were. It was true after all. Also, after that, you became some kind of legend between your coworkers, and instead of firing you as you feared, they decided to give you a promotion. You were, finally, one of the bath-helpers you wanted to find out more about.

The rumors about the bath-helpers were true, they had to wear tiny bikinis if anything (most of them decided not to wear anything at all) to help the minotaurs during their bath-time. They got them all wet and horny seeing the lush human bodies around them, so most of the time they humans had to kneel before them and receive a couple of cum showers, which they did gladly. But in your case it was… a bit different.

They were so impressed by your breeding performance that they added a few new points to your contract. You were sure none of the other people working there had those clauses, but you didn’t even care as long as you were free to do that, free to be used and fucked every time a minotaur decided. Why would you not be okay to be a free use cum-dump bath-helper? That sounded delicious. Just thinking about it got you wet. It fed right into your obsession with minotaur dick, that got even worse after you tried it. Maybe you were a bit sick, but who cared if you could indulge in your desires and be rewarded for it?

That’s why you found yourself naked and wet, helping a big minotaur wash his body (very thoroughly). He smiled down at you, mooing every time you touched a sensitive spot. He was enjoying himself greatly, and with each caress of your soapy hands against his body, you got wetter and wetter. You were a slut a couldn’t help it, okay? And his knowing smirk was not doing anything to help you with that.

You lowered your hand as soon as you saw his dick getting hard, but you didn’t get enough time to make contact with his erection, he grabbed you by the waist and manhandled (minotaur-handled?) you until you were wrapped around his torso and the tip of his dick was against your dripping hole. He grunted when he lowered your body, entering you in one long thrust that made your eyes roll back into your head and your brain short-circuited. It happened a lot of times already, but you never got fully used to being fucked by them. He settled for a fast and hard pace, bouncing you on his dick like you weighted nothing to his big bulging muscles, and you were over the moon with pleasure already. You liked to be used like that, you liked when they didn’t mind you at all as they got your pleasure out of your tight hole.

Just as the minotaur was starting to thrust erratically indicating that his orgasm was near, you felt a big body covering your back, the tip of a new cock resting against your asshole. They never tried to fuck you in tandem like that, but being the filling in a minotaur sandwich was too good of an idea for you to complain. Not that you could have complained as your brain turned into mush when he started to press into your asshole. The first minotaur stopped, fully stetted inside. You were too stretched to be able to take the second one, but they didn’t care about your comfort, he pushed and pushed until you felt so full you could burst. You groaned and moaned, tiny whimpers escaping you as they (thankfully) let you adapt for a total of ten seconds before they pulled out of you and back inside at the same time. Your cries of pleasure mixed with their grunts.

They started fucking your pussy and ass like machines, making you orgasm in a few thrusts, your body seizing between them. They roared as you twitched around them, your body so stretched it was shutting down your brain completely, you were no better than a mindless fleshlight as they drove into your trembling holes over and over.

Just like the first time, your orgasmed over and over, so close together that you didn’t know if you were coming or not anymore, it was just a long torture of pleasure that left you breathless and limp between them. They didn’t care about the state of your brain, though, they only cared about your holes squeezing them. They forced orgasm after orgasm out of you, chuckling every time you came again, just to grunt when your holes squeezed again.

And when the first one’s knot started to expand, you felt like your soul was leaving your body, transcending into a new dimension. But it didn’t end there, the pressure against the thin wall between them made the second one push as far as he could before you started knotting you, too. You didn’t know what happened next, you only remembered opening your mouth in a silent scream as a wave of blinding pleasure hit you. You passed out, or maybe you didn’t, you could only feel the constant flow of come filling you.

When they pulled back, a gush of cum left your body, your stomach distended and your holes a filthy mess. But they didn’t care… And neither did the two other minotaurs waiting their turn.

You loved your new job.

Please read this for an update in my life and more stories situation.