#Enby Romance

[monstersholygrail]

There were moments you could be paranoid. Who isn't sometimes? But when you swear there's a monster under your bed, everyone simply laughs and brushes off your concerns.

If only they knew, if only they understood. The way strange things kept happening in your bedroom. Your underwear you flicked off that was suddenly nowhere to be seen when you went to pick it up. The way your towel always seemed to fall off your body as soon as you pranced back into your room after a shower.

But every time you looked under your bed, you got no real proof. You narrow your eyes into the particularly dark corner of your bed, even swearing you see a few eyes peeking out. That wouldn't be enough. You needed undeniable proof and you wouldn't stop until you got it.

Your retaliation is swift and brutal. Teasing them mercilessly as you refuse to wear panties in your bedroom. Adorning new skimpy outfits, that way the monster can easily look up and see your glistening pussy. Can smell your arousal and know there’s nothing for your essence to catch onto. Yet they’re immobilized, not being able to steal your panties or reveal themselves to get to you.

You no longer bother putting on a towel after your showers. Leaving your wet body on full display. Taunting the monster under your bed and putting on a show for them as you slowly get dressed.

Making sure to find any excuse you can to bend over, letting the monster watch from afar as you present your body to them.

You can always feel its gaze on you. The way it’s many eyes lock onto your form, their focus unyielding as soon as you open the door to your room. The longer this goes on, the thicker the air in the bedroom grows. Tensions rising and sexual need growing. The frustration and restraint pushing and pulling to create an alluring atmosphere that slowly becomes irresistible.

Affecting not only the monster under your bed but you as well. Sensing such a strong desire from the monster has arousal coursing through you, your pussy getting wetter with each passing day. If their attentions rile you up this much, you start to wonder just how fucked you’ll be when they finally snap and take you like you’ve been waiting for them to.

It’s that same night when the monster under your bed can’t take it anymore. Your bare body squirming on the bed, blanket pushed aside. Their form rages with need, cock already dripping with pre-cum. Their tentacles snap out, not holding back as they spread your body for them and pin you down into the bed.

Tiny groans leave you as you wake up. Eyelashes fluttering open before a gasp rips from your throat at the sight of the monster at the end of the bed. Finally showing themself. Their slick yet soft tentacles tighten their grip in fear of an attempted escape and you moan softly.

“Finally…” you say breathlessly. The monster doesn’t wait a moment longer.

Their cock slides in with ease, which wasn’t surprising given has you had tortured the poor thing by touching yourself right before you slept. Hearing your moans but not being able to see was agony. But now that was all over. The monster growls and instantly starts pounding into your wet hole.

You remain practically still, no matter how much you try to writhe and twitch. So firmly enveloped in their tentacles that all you can do is take it and fall deeper into sensation as their cock savagely snaps into you, wrecking you and molding your body to fit their mindblowing girth.

They fuck into you like a beast, eyes roaming over your jolting form, ears picking up on the way your bodies clap together. All of this being so much better than either of you imagined. They can’t get enough of you, tentacles slipping into your mouth to which you immediately start sucking on them. Only heightening the pleasure for you both.

When your orgasm suddenly crashes into you without warning, you scream around their tentacles, pussy clenching down on their thick cock to milk it for all it’s worth. The monster from under your bed lets out a chilling roar that sends goosebumps down your spine before it shoots his seed deep inside your cunt.

You continue to soothingly suck on their tentacles, giggling as you feel it twitch in your mouth. Wondering how sensitive they are…Thinking you may need more forms of proof to really convince people they’re real.

The monster from under your bed growls once more at the sultry look in your eye. Their tentacles possessively clinging to every inch of you before they start rolling their hips back inside your needy cunt. Ready to fuck you all throughout the long night until they have to return back under your bed when the morning comes.

[nikkirimizi]

I know it's late but happy Imbolc! I hope all your goals are reached this year. 🌙

The season of love is upon us, and that also means showing our love and appreciation for everyone in our lives, not just romantic interests.

One way to show your love for this season (and staying out of that horrendous cold front) is to curl up with a romance novel of the ages.

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BM8FGJYT?ref_=cm_sw_r_apann_dp_F0XEYBE2Q9PWT4DV28TZ

And if you enjoyed it, let me know what you think and leave a review! 💖

[whereserpentswalk]

Reblog to go on a date with your monster. Like to give them a little gift.

Look under the cut to see what meeting your joyfriend is like.

1 you walk into a messy apartment, it looks like this is their first place where they live alone, away from other angels. They're sitting on a Lome mattress, cuddling a stuffed animal and watching TV. Despite everything they're still beautiful, their body youthful, and sexless, and athletic, their four white wings forever stained with blood. They look up at you with rose gold eyes, afraid, apologizing for if they scared you. But to their surprise you don't shy away from them, and somehow they feel safe and pure when you sit down to talk to them.

2 you see them in the shadows, alone in the dark of an empty park, changing shape, first a muscular humanoid in armor, then a wolf dancing through the night, then a combination of both, then finally a modern human in a ragged trenchcoat. Despite all their forms, their eyes are always the same. They come up to you and bow with a smile on their face. You slowly aproch them, for whatever reason their voice seems so familiar. You greet them with your hand as you would an animal, even as they're in human form, as you slowly pet their scars for the first time.

3 within the golden halls of an ornate train station you see them for the first time, through the crowd with inhumanly green eyes. They notice you despite everyone else. And you notice everything off about them, the wrong numbers of teeth, their hands occasionally having more or less then five fingers before returning back to normal. It's wordless but it doesn't need words for you to tell them that they don't need to pretend to be human around you. And for a momment you see them, naked, with branches for antlers, and the wings of a monarch butterfly, a serpent's head where a human’s genitals would be, and teeth made out of broken glass, and then only a rose exists where they once stood, but you know you'll see them again.

4 you see them for the first time in an empty parking lot, a massive creature with black eyes and countless legs, glowing yet dark, as they come twords you they take notes in an unknowable language. They inspect you as the dark matter pitter patters across your face. You expect them to hurt you as they reach out their claw but they only gently pet your head. You can tell that they're suprised, you're more receptive then most humans are. They give you a small peice of food to let you eat right from their claw, and it tastes batter then anything on earth.

5 you meet them in a café on a quiet side street. They don't like being seen by too many people. Their body is beautiful, but so inhuman, tall and slender, with silvery armor covering them from the neak down, their face pale and their eyes long since ripped out and replaced with red mechanical replacements. They're a bit afraid you won't be ok with them when you first meet them, but you start talking, and though they're shy at first they like the sound of your voice. They let you pet their head and they cuddle up to you, and their body is warm like a churning machine as you hug them for the first time, and they feel comforted in your arms.

6 you see them in a dark subway station. They clearly once were human, centuries ago, their body forever young, but pale and skinny, their eyes turned white and their mouth jawless and fanged like a lampry's. Their body is entirely sexless, barely shielded from the cold by a ragged suit. Most people avoid them, but you ask if they're ok and they just look up at you, when you ask if they're hungry they nod. You agree to give them some blood, and it feels like they're giving you little kisses as you offer them your wrist. When they're full you hug their cold body, and for a momment they're made warm.

7 an undead servent slowly brings them over to you in a wheelchair. Though their mansion is beautiful it's trapped in time, and dark even in the daytime. You can see the computer they're trapped in, it must be decades old by now. They look at you with an avatar meant to look like a drawing of themself, or at least how they'd want to look. Something about them makes you want to touch them, but you know you never can. You put your hand to the screen, and you can feel the magic flow through you, and for a momment that's enough.

8 you see them sitting there alone in a bar. A slender androgynous humanoid, they're wearing a black suit but upon closer examination it's part of their body, never to be taken off. You sit next to them, and they smile at you, you talk for a few moments and it's like they know more about the universe then you could ever imagine. They pet your head, and it feels like it'll kill you, but it only makes you feel more alive. They hand you a business card with their number on it, it says they're a servent of hades, they tell you you can contact them again if you like, they'll be around. When you look again they're entirely gone once more.

9 walking through an abandoned mall you see them, a life sized puppet, with stars and moons on its outfit, and a painted mask for a face. Coming closer to them you can see there's red liquid on them, and strange otherworldly bugs and mushrooms on their body. When you try to touch them they float in the air, and move as if they're alive, for a momment you think they'll hurt you but they run away. When you find them again, tracking them down to a dark arcade, you see they're crying. They expect you to hurt them but you reach out to help them instead, nobody's ever tried to help them like that before...

10 you see them ontop of a skyscraper's roof. They youthful human wearing a leather jacket smiling as a massive reptile, with bat like wings, and massive steel fangs, and a tail like a scorpion's flies down to them. You wonder if they'll try to calm it but instead they move together like one being, their eyes the same yellow color. The creature comes twords you, fire in its mouth, and poison in its teeth. You realize the two beings are one in the same, as the wyvern bows its head, ready for you to ride it, with its human body at your side.

11 for a momment they chase you through the night, the hooded masked figure running twords you, blade in hand. But as you cross the street they can't follow, it's as if they've hit a wall. The gods themselves have bound them. While you're in safety you look at them, there's a sadness behind that mask. You wonder, if they can't hurt you here, would there be any reason to hate them, would they choose to spare you if they knew your face, your voice...

12 all you can see is blackness, yet there is no darkness, only this slick metallic liquid around you. The lake bubbles up creating a false body with its fluid, first male, then female, then both, then neither. It beckons you in, and you know it would not let you drown. When you step inside all you can feel, all you can see, is the fluid around you, and you feel as if you're being held.

[laced0llie]

[remiratboi]

Monsters so big they can throw my fat body around with ease 🥵

[roscoe-me-and-this-fuckin-kid]

all gender headcanons about party poison are correct except for the ones that say they're cis

[ohlivvyo1]

Wanna Smooch ?😘

[enbeemagical]

lemme try this again

Hey Tumblr! I'm writing a book. It's 102k words (and counting) of pure queer fantasy and a year's worth of emotions.

It's about a queer kid finding community and support, and then stepping up to defend the people they love. And it's about falling in love and finding yourself, and it's about trust, and connection, and responsibility, and trying to do good in the world. It is also about gay.

Blurb thing:

Destiny has always been alone, self-isolating so that no one will find out about her magic, the same power that she watched a little girl dragged away for nine years ago. Then she meets Vida, a beautiful fae whose kiss sparks something inside her, and Destiny chooses to follow her.

She's not expecting Vida's family to be a werewolf pack. Or that they'll be so welcoming— she was told werewolves are monsters, after all. She's definitely not expecting them to become her own family.

But when Destiny begins to change, it's the wolves who accept him for who he is. And it's the wolves who are the first to see Destiny's magic and swear to protect them, no matter what. And it's up to Destiny to decide what that looks like.

Even if it means changing the world.

(yes the pronoun shifts in the almost-last paragraph were intentional)

And now a quote:

“Don’t you ever want to do something you’re not supposed to? Love the wrong way, be the wrong person, want the wrong things?”

If this sounds like your cup of tea, rb and let me know! I'm not sure when I'll start posting it, there's still a few edits I need to get done, but encouragement will definitely make that happen sooner~

[lustfilled-indulgences]

i’m a hopeless romantic and a horny freak so what’s up with that

[notmerridew]

Your honor I’m in love with them

[monstersholygrail]

Commission for @madamsnape921

Request: You have period sex for the first time with your monster bf.

Reminder that I offer commissions here!

Monster bf whimpers helplessly, the smell of your pheromones even more potent now that you’re on your period. Your smell and his aching cock, dripping with pre-cum, is sure to make him go insane the longer you keep yourself from him.

He presses his face into your neck, surrounding himself with your scent and marking you with his as he kisses along your warm smooth skin. Hoping to slowly lull you into acceptance, distract you from your uncertainty about letting him fuck your sweet drooling pussy while on your period for the first time.

“Please, my heart, I can smell how much you need me,” he growls against your skin, licking and nipping at your throat. Attempting to control himself as more of your addictive scent flows into his senses.

His claws slowly rake down your body, feeling the soft curves and contours of your form that he treasures so deeply. Stopping once they reach your thighs and spreading them for his broad build. His actions filling your mind with a haze of lust as he starts to grind his thick cock into exposed panties.

“But-but… fuck!” You exclaim, hands wrapping around his neck as you begin to rock with his movements. Seeking more, seeking relief. Monster bf snarls, rolling his hips harder into you as he sees your resistance weakening.

“Let me take care of my mate. Don’t deny me such privileges. Allow me to smooth your aches and cherish you as you deserve,” Monster bf rumbles, hands caressing you tenderly as his girth has your pussy pooling with arousal.

The last of your resolve snaps when Monster bf loving massages right where your cramps have been bugging you all day before dipping down and rubbing circles into your clit. You gasp as your hips jolt from the sensation.

“Need you,” you beg, forehead against his, and still meeting his every movement. Monster bf grunts, loving the way you sound when you’re so desperate for him as moans spill from your lips.

The pressure on your puffy clit deepens. A dark look passing over your bfs face, craving to see you fall apart for him so damn easily. You let the pleasure consume you, crying out, and rutting into your bfs body until the cord breaks. Your orgasm washing over you and drowning you in ecstasy.

Though you can feel the pain of your cramps lessen, it’s not enough. Not now that you know how much it’ll help; how good it feels when on your period.

“Want more,” you whimper through heavy breaths, all second-guessing having long since gone out the window. Monster bf chuckles and helps you get his clothes off before helping you with your own.

With your body all prepped he slides inside your hot wet cunt with ease. Sighing in relief as groans of satisfaction rip from your lips.

“I know, I know. That’s it, take my cock. Maybe a bruised cervix will distract you from the cramps…” Monster bf teases as he plunges inside your dripping and needy pussy. Despite his words, he attempts to go easy on your sore body.

But you squeeze tightly around his steady rhythm, sucking his cock back in with each thrust. Monster bf growls, seeing just how badly you need him. Without a word he picks up pace, pounding his length roughly inside you. Never letting up for a second, giving you everything he has.

His arms wrap around you, keeping you in place as he fucks his length into you. The melodic squelch of your hips meeting makes him feral, salivating at the thought of you coating his cock your release.

He doesn’t stop until he’s done just that, even as your body trembles, your climax bursting out of you. He works you through it, joining you a moment later and filling you with his seed.

Keeping you wrapped up in his embrace, he shifts you both onto your sides. He proceeds to pepper your face in soft kisses and massage any remaining aches out of your spent form. Wanting to make this monthly experience as bearable as possible for his mate.

[lavend3r-stardust]

Inside of you are two wolves: one wants that pretty boy. The other wants to be that pretty boy. They are constantly at war with each other lmao

[queerxcrushx]

She always helps clean up the mess 😜

⭐: Apricot Pitts & Raven Vice

📸: Cassie Cummings & Electra Rayne

[laced0llie]

[remiratboi]

Yandere Orc Neighbor x Afab Transmasc enby Human reader

NSFW - Dark Sexual Content - Check tags and blog pinned post - proceed with caution.

TW - yandere, obsessive behaviour, toxic relationship, controlling behaviour, violence, hunting/animal death (not graphic, like hunting for food type thing), unhealthy relationship, Stockholm Syndrome, stalking.

Orc Neighbor who is the big strong silent type. He’s been bullied and misjudged for his appearance his whole life so he doesn’t trust humans.

Sweet, genuine you, who is kind to everyone. You move in, and first things first, bring homemade cookies around to all the neighbors, including him. He doesn’t get that you’re just showing a nice gesture to everyone in the area. To him, you brought him handmade food. You talked to him earnestly. You laughed with him.

He starts showing up randomly at your door. He noticed your gate was creaking. Can he fix it for you? Those groceries look very heavy, he should probably carry them for you. Oh, your hot water has been acting funky? Give him 10 minutes with YouTube and he’ll fix that right up.

You always pay him with kindness and snacks. (You had tried to pay him with actual money once, but he was HORRIBLY offended and you won’t try that again) You babble about your day while he works. You tell him about your job, the annoying clients, how your boss was a bitch the other day. He works away at whatever this days task is, you don’t think he’s really listening. You are wrong.

This is your routine for months. Hes shy and not used to enjoying others company. He’s content to just be near you. For now.

You start leaning on him more, rely on him more. But for the most part, you never even have to ask him to do things for you. The gutters need cleaning, and there’s no way in hell he’s letting perfect you on top of a rickety ladder. Your breaker keeps blowing, and you just need to do a simple peice swap, but before you can even buy the part, he’s there, ready to fix it. There’s a lightbulb burnt out, that you just can’t reach. No problem, turns out he’s tall as fuck. You never expected your new home to have this many problems. You’re just so lucky to have him around.

You come home one day and your back door is open. You could have sworn you’d locked that… you round the corner into your bed room to find the new dresser you’d bought built, all your clothes neatly transferred over, and the old dresser gone. Ok this was going too far. You knew who’d done it. It was obvious. You didn’t like to think about the fact he’d had to have moved all your underwear and lingerie.

You marched next door, intent on telling him off, but he was just so proud of himself that it cracked your resolve. You decided to be gentle and explain how he couldn’t just come over when you weren’t home. He couldn’t let himself in. He didn’t agree.

After this it’s like his possessiveness went up by 100%. He was always in your home for some reason or other. You had to be so careful to never do anything embarrassing or private because he was always there. You felt like you were suffocating.

Then there was the dating issues. You were young and wanted to have fun. You were single. So you were dating. You’d bring someone home and he’d barge in moments after you walked in the door. You’d shriek in surprise and try to shoo him out but he was huge and heavy. He’d just leer over you at the person, lips curled above his tusks. Beefy arms crossed in front of his chest while you apologized for your neighbour, he didn’t mean any harm, he was just protective, see? They’d always inevitably get freaked out and run away as fast as possible. He’d smile smugly and walk out the door after them. It never occurred to you he wasn’t going home.

You started seeing one person you particularly liked, so you carefully avoided ever having them at your place. You’d spend dates out, and then go to their place after. And he’d noticed. He started following you when you’d go out. He’d sit outside your work, staring into your office window, hoping to catch a glimpse of you walking by.

It took a few days but he finally figured out who you were dating. A pretty little thing with pouty lips. Shortly after, they broke up with you with no warning or explanation. They refused to even talk to you in person. You were so sad. So sad that you actually kind of welcomed his intrusions now. You were lonely.

One especially sad night, mid thunderstorm, you invited him over for a movie. You fell asleep shortly after it started and he got to watch his favourite movie; your beautiful, peaceful, sleeping face. Something he watched almost nightly now. He craved you.

You shifted on the couch in your sleep, and your head plopped onto his shoulder. He almost took you right then. You were so close. And smelled so good. You were warm and breathy. Something shifted in him. He finally felt it was time to make you his, once and for all.

The Orc mating rituals started the next day. You awoke, hot and sweaty, having been carried to bed and a thick animal pelt covered your body. You were surprised and slightly horrified. Then downstairs the kitchen was bursting with food. Mostly meats. The cupboards, the fridge, the freezer. Why?

He came by shortly after you had woken up. He had 3 large hares tied to a string and he thrust them at you. You leapt back and scolded him. You told him you didn’t want him to kill things for you. He said something cryptic about it being too late for that, but took the hares home with him. He sulked all day after that.

He tried other various mating rituals on you. He beat up a particularly awful client who’d yelled at you (defending his mate and crushing their enemies). He built a large cave/nest structure/thing in your back yard. You swore you were NOT stepping foot in that thing. And the food, so much food. Always food.

You finally had enough and told him with no room for miscommunication that you wanted him to stop contacting you, and to leave you alone.

This enraged him. But not at you. No he was never mad at you. He was mad that his mating rituals were working. Why weren’t they working? If you were an orc, you have been downright swooning. That left only the last resort option for an orc trying to court. Breeding.

(Might make a spicy pt 2, I dno)

[the-stars-were-his]

and now for today's episode of WAS SHE FLIRTING WITH ME OR AM I JUST DUMB??