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[moonshine-nightlight]

Find the Word WIP tag

thanks for the tag, @eruden-writes!

My words were: limit, offer, passion, loss, soul

when searching my various drafts and WIPs i kept getting results for things i'd already posted but we got there lol

I never know who to tag in these things so no pressure: @monsterkisserlove @dashofmonsters @bucketsofmonsters

Your words are: hint, note, permission, swallow, and lack

limit

this is from "Goddaughter", which about a demon who was promised a firstborn grandchild as part of a deal he made, and which i've posted a WIP sneak peak before, but you'll notice a diff POV for this. my original draft was called "Something of Mine" and was from Vee/VK's 3rd POV. currently undergoing edits to make it 2nd POV but this part hasn't been updated yet

“You lack drive and follow-through,” Richard diagnosed and VK resisted the urge to laugh. Why did people always think such things of him? “You haven’t even claimed what’s owed to you.”

“You’d think a man would be grateful,” VK’s eyes sharpened as he looked at the foul man, “but there’s no reason to be. In your ignorance, you’ve no idea what I have or haven’t done with what was owed to me,” VK says, his voice mild but his eyes full of storm clouds. He might be amused rather than insulted by Richard Pierce’s lack of respect, but he had his limits of what he would tolerate too. Just because it was higher than other demons, didn’t mean the limit didn’t exist.

Richard, unable to take a hint even so many years later, laughed. “You can talk big all you want, but I saw Michael and his family only the other weekend. Obviously the warnings I gave him about his firstborn were unnecessary. He said he’s seen neither hide nor hair of you—and neither has his son.”

A grin split VK’s face. “In that you are correct, for I’ve no interest in that particular branch of your family tree.”

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offer

this is from my "Courtship Confusion" story, modern day w/integrated supernatural about a human from a werewolf family and a siren raised by concubi. its from part 5 of 5 so its the very beginning of the heating up

Morgan's sweet, tucking the blanket around the both of you so carefully, that you can’t help but lean over to press chaste kiss to his lips now that you can. He blinks at you, eyes blank enough that you worry that you’re betraying your own offer to take things slow. His mouth is on yours the next instant.

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passion

this is from the end of "Quid Pro Quo", a modern fic with demons as a secret society alongside humans. reader discovered it was all real when her ex-husband's family revealed a deal they're made with a demon years ago that affects her kids. she works with Adriel, a powerful demon, to find a way to exempt her kids and in return she helps him figure out who is embezzling from him. this is from the last part

You huff, blowing some of the bedraggled hair out of your face—determined to be annoyed rather than embarrassed. You drum up as much of that annoyance at the idea his demon form could scare you in your voice as you say, “Would you stop saying that? I’m not scared of you.”

For some reason, this time your impassioned words seem to actually get through to him. Adriel blinks slowly and you can see him start to believe you. “No…” He moves closer to you, so smoothly its almost hypnotizing. “You’re not…”

His yellow eyes are analytic as he looks you over, no doubt registering all the little things a demon could pick up on that a human couldn’t. How your heart is still racing despite the time since your nightmare has ended. Your racing pulse. Your deeper than usual breathing.

He inhales and you know that has to be he most damning evidence of it all. You’ve no idea what your scent might tell him, though you have your suspicions, but you know it won’t be fear.

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loss

this is from a little story about a monster who lives in a house (sort of like monster under the bed vibes) and is actually mostly about them bonding with some kids who are left with an irresponsible adult so they're like, are these my kids now? (but the kids do have a responsible parent who is a love interest eventually) - its called "Darren's an Asshole" lol

“Good,” Darren says. “You don’t want me to have to come down here. Don’t make any sort of mess either. Heather, you make sure of it.”

“Yes, Dad,” she replies. He seems to accept her at her word and stomps upstairs—no respect for the wooden floor boards Miruk works so hard to preserve. They flicker with humor when the stairs oblige and trip Darren on the last step. He catches himself on the doorframe but manages to get a splinter, causing him to curse again before he slams the door to the basement shut.

Miruk returns their attention to the offspring standing near the couch they’re observing from under.

“Uh…” the taller of the two newcomers says, obviously at a loss when faced with Darren’s departure. That one must be old enough to know they shouldn’t be left alone.

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soul

this is from "Feral" one of my Fall/spooky season stories for 2023. Its modern with a reader who learns supernatural exists when they meet the, well, see below lol

“I don’t want to be rude, but what would, um, what do think we would call you?”

“Humans always have too many names for things—comes from all those languages you have and your over-inflated feeling of importance as a species. Perhaps…” she says something you can’t even parse. “No? How about” and again she says something vaguely Greek sounding that was more of a word, but not one you’ve heard before. At the continued lack of recognition on your face she frowns, “Hm, no you’re right. Too old. A hound?”

You can’t help, but roll your eyes. “I mean, yeah, I know you looked sort of like a dog, but…”

“A hound of Hel.”

You swallow. “Oh. Yeah, hellhound—I, I’ve heard of that.”

Zrea grins, pleased with herself. Her teeth are so very white against the rest of her, the back of her mouth so dark behind them. You believe that she could hunt a doomed soul to the ends of the earth, even in the condition she’s in. She's all coiled muscle and sharp intent. You feel like you’ve invited a predator into your home. And yet… and yet you are certain she is not a threat to you.

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let me know if you want to hear anything more about these! never pass up the opportunity to talk about my many, many WIPs - especially when drowning at work lol

[eruden-writes]

Would you like an advanced reader copy of The Unexpected Human Problem ebook?

Please go to the link and input your information there!

More info about the book is below the cut.

Genre / Tropes / Highlights

Science Fiction Romance  Alien Romance  Time Travel  LGBTQ+ Elements  Forced Proximity Multiple Extremely Spicy Scenes

SUMMARY

Rayelle didn't think her life could get any worse after she was kidnapped and then abducted by aliens. When her alien abductors are slaughtered by a black-armored enemy, she believes her luck has soured even further. That doesn't mean she's going to go down without a fight, though. Tai'dqei never anticipated finding a human when he agreed to tracking and subduing a small group of smugglers. After he completes his mission, he notices another heat signature nearby. Following signature, he finds a human caged in the cargo hold. Too bad when Tai'dqei frees Rayelle, she flings a cup at his face and runs, which triggers his most carnal of instincts. When sense cleaves through his brain, Tai'dqei realizes something is off with this human and he soon finds out she is not only physically displaced, but temporally misplaced. The two struggle with misunderstandings, being pursued by enemy aliens, and more in this tale of one woman getting back to her home to her own planet and her own time.

CONTENT WARNINGS

- Discussions and later depictions of domestic abuse. - Discussions of contentious divorce proceedings. - Kidnapping and alien abduction. - Off-screen body modification without victim’s consent. - Non-consensual touching (no penetration) due to language and cultural barriers. - Dubious consent scene. - Physical altercations, blood, and gore. - Sexually explicit scenarios. - Transphobia, including deadnaming.

While a review would be highly appreciated on any and all platforms, ARC readers are not obligated to leave a review.

Although I'd really appreciate it. (◕��◕ )

[yautjalover]

If y’all are looking for a really good trans Yautja story, I highly recommend The Unexpected Human Problem by @eruden-writes It’s available on Ao3 AND WattPad!

The Yautja is FtM. It’s really good and I think y’all will love it, too! 😊

I’d love to see if anyone else wants to reblog with their own trans Yautja fics! Let’s spread the love and inclusion in the community! ❤️

[goosevampwritesstuff]

Writeblr Bingo Tag Game

Got tagged for this by @junos-office-drama, and got a bingo!

Here's my card for Sanguinus Juramentum :3 Just in time for its first anniversary of the day I finished on Ao3

Gonna tag @moonshine-nightlight, @bloodmoodtrash, @eruden-writes, @cranky-kyrati, @vaya-writes, and @dreaming-at-noon to play the game hehehe

[vaya-writes]

Replies and some background details about Serving the Serpent:

@eruden-writes your binge and comments have me grinning and kicking my feet thank you so much.

I’m glad you think the communication is done well. I think it’s because reading miscommunication is so frustrating, and for these two it’s less about fumbling around miscommunications and more about learning how each other communicate. Even if there’s a language barrier slowing things down.

Isen learning that Briar is the stoic type and trying to teach her it’s okay to share her thoughts. And Briar learning that Isen is a safe person to talk to.

You know I didn’t actually design those two to cause problems. They just have personalities that don’t compliment Briar’s well. Pryden has an overinflated ego most of the time, and Fern is Isen’s spy. It’s her job to be suspicious of everyone.

I haven’t actually thought much about naga courting. More like just Isen courting.

Isen Wants to flirt with Briar, yes, though generally respects that she’s not comfortable with it. But he also has touch drilled into him as a part of regular culture. So as a general rule for Isen, if it’s just offhand touches, he’s doing it instinctively, and might forget himself and the consequences, but if he’s flirting with his words, it is much more calculated and intentional.

YOU KNOW WHAT SHE’S GOING TO SEE. Or well I assume you know the tropes well enough to recognise that this naga will absolutely go into a terrible heat.

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Thank you again for all your comments Eruden 💕 there’s no next part yet as I’m taking a break from StS and doing some mental crop rotation, working on some shorts instead.

(Seriously thank you you’ve filled my heart with comments)

[menagerie-of-monsters]

Find the Word Game

I am incapable of resisting a chance to share snips - thank you @i-can-even-burn-salad for the tag!

My words were: call, color, comfort and common

I'm tagging @eruden-writes @perasperaadastrawriting and @howdywrites

Your words are: minor, perfect, quit, keep, and hand

Snips below the cut! Be forewarned: this time it's gonna be STEAMY.

Call

Originally published in the I Am the Fire anthology under the title "The Dragonslayer's Choice", this novella is going to be re-released soon as "How to Slay a Dragon".

He broke the kiss to pant for air, head off the ground and mouth a fingerbreadth from mine. "Hui-Seun," he said, heavy with desire. "Tell me what you want." A slow smile curled my lips, and I rocked my hips against his, making him voice that purr again. The sound vibrated through his chest, full-throated and deep, the feel of it translating to trembling pleasure along my skin. "You know, some people call orgasm the 'little death,'" I said, my smile sharpening as his eyes darkened with desire. "I'm a dragonslayer, greatwyrm, and I've already accepted the bounty for slaying you. But I'll be kind, and let you pick the method." "Sunlight," he groaned, lifting his hips up to run the hardening press of his erection between my legs. "You may kill me like that as often as you like." "Oh?" I asked, as one of his clawed hands slid down to grab my ass and pull my hips more firmly against his. "Is that so?"

Color

From the upcoming "The Changeling and the Dragon", the sequel to "The Sorceress and the Incubus".

I looked down at Qavan, mouth open with lust as I smiled, and sat down onto him, achingly slow, until I could feel the pressure of him pushing up against the depths of me, and I had seated him in me to the hilt. The whimper that fell from his mouth as I did it set me aflame. I wanted him so badly, and now I knew I could have him. I could have had him all along, and I was more than ready to make up for lost time. Qavan, beneath me, wanting me. I leaned forwards, and his hips canted up to follow, and I settled down onto his chest. My mouth pressed against the hot skin of his neck and my hips moved against him, slow and demanding. Qavan wrapped one arm around my shoulders and grabbed my hips with his other hand. He started thrusting up into me, following my pace, the curve of him driving him up against the sweet spot under my curls, with brilliant pleasure that radiated out from my core across my entire body. I forgot the rest of the world. None of it mattered to me, while I was here with my dragon, with him buried inside of me. I sucked color onto his shoulder, that he might hide it if he so desired, and reached down between us to press my fingers against the sensitive peak of my sex.

Comfort

From "The Dragon's Rose", a Beauty and the Beast retelling set in 1500s Scandinavia that I currently have updating on Amazon Vella as a serial. One of very few third-person things I've written!

Syx made a soft sound, and a shimmer of desire slid down the skin of her chest. She moved over him slowly, trying to be sensual, then lowered herself into his embrace, surrounded by the marble walls of his scales. Alisa moved so that her chest was pressed to his back, putting one arm under his neck and wrapping the other arm around his ribs. Want warmed her, tingling between her legs and making her heart beat faster and breath come quicker. She wanted the comfort of touch and of affection, to bring them back from the brink of pain. She pressed her mouth to the back of his neck and stroked her fingers down the skin of his chest. Syx moaned, low and soft, shifting back to press against her. "Alisa," he said, in that same low voice, drawn out. "You… you're hurt." She kissed him again, then licked his neck, and he arched back, gasping. "Not badly," Alisa said against his ear. "And it will feel so good."

Common

And last but not least, from Monsters of Faery book 3, some sex aftermath~

Lianka smirked at me, getting her mirth under control. "That's quite a few marks on your neck, Isabela. Change your mind about what you'd do if the duke offered you his sword?" I narrowly avoided saying "swords" - Varistan would not want that to be common knowledge - and grimaced, my hand going to my neck. "Nobody told me he goes into fucking rut," I complained as she raised one eyebrow at me. "How was I supposed to resist the fucking Flame of Faery eager to please for once in his life?" Her lips twitched, but Lianka came over, tilting my chin to look at my spectacular collection of hickeys. "It's not like any of us have spent it with him," she pointed out as she started running her thumbs slowly down my throat to erase all of Varistan's hard work. "Historically, he's locked himself in his rooms and ridden it out alone. The main evidence has been the laundry and his bad temper." "Well, I suspect he'll be in mildly better temper than usual when he wakes up this time, though whoever gets the short straw for the laundry has my sympathies," I said, shifting to give her access to the other side of my neck. "I'd appreciate it if you fixed my lady parts. The aftermath of a six-day fuckfest is deeply uncomfortable."

[spamlikely]

Keeping track of my favorite fics

Unfinished

-Obsidian by snowkissedmonsters

-Nothings Wrong with Dale by moonshine-nightlight

-Male dremora by monstersandmaw

-Gabe and Odessa by monstersandmaw

Finished

-Alard the Fae by momolady

-The Secret We Keep by frostsinth

-The Unexpected Human Problem by eruden-writes

-Male ‘yautja-inspired’ alien x gn reader by monstersandmaw

-Auberon the Room Monster by momolady

[vaya-writes]

@eruden-writes being a genius in the tags

Can’t stop thinking abt what happens to salmon when they get horny

[moonshine-nightlight]

@eruden-writes

i realized i never sent you a pic of my copies of ur books! i got them months ago, but i always love when people send me pics of mine out in the wild (i tried to send them via ask, but i could not figure it out lol) so better late than never

Teeth (x) (and Sweet Spot) was one of the first monster stories i found when i dove into this side of tumblr a couple years ago so it holds a special place in my heart and LCO (x) helped convince me that long, multi-part stories were even possible to post and have readers lol. then u went and published both of them and got my brain thinking again

[vaya-writes]

Last Line Game

Thanks for the tag @love-and-monsters !

I’ve been agonising over a chapter of Serving the Serpent. Sometimes only going one sentence per day 😭 luckily the last sentences I wrote (missing a lot of connective tissue beforehand) are tasty:

“You’re sleeping in the bed tonight.”

‘What? I-’

He cuts off her protests. “You are not fine. You look dreadful. You’re taking the bed, and that’s an order.”

Panic begins to fill Briar at his commanding tone. To her humiliation, her eyes start to blur with tears. She hasn’t cried in months- and hasn’t a clue why they’re flaring up now.

Isen softens. “Legs. I’ll take the floor. Okay? I’m not going to touch you without your permission. Hell, I won’t even look at you if you like. But I cannot have my aid stumbling around like the undead. You will sleep in the bed tonight.”

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Tagging @butterbabyflapjack and @eruden-writes because I’d love to know what they’ve been writing lately.

[menagerie-of-monsters]

Find the Word Game

Eyyy it's time for one of these again!! Thanks @vcaudley for the tag - I'll tag in @authoralexharvey, @writerfae, @eruden-writes, and @k--havok for the fun.

If you accept the challenge, your words will be: white, black, up, down, center

My words are: cloud, ache, green, spectral, piercing

For fun, I tried to source all of these from In the Claws of the Raven Prince, the draft of which I finished just this week! It'll be coming out on April 21st :)

Snips after the readmore!

Cloud

Chapter: Stag Courtship

"I missed you," I admitted, the touch of his mouth on my neck sending warmth scudding through me, like clouds on a windswept day. "More than I've ever missed anyone ever before. I didn't think that was even possible." "You did?" His warm mouth ran against my skin as he inhaled again, his body relaxing. I hadn't even recognized the edge of tension until it vanished. For the first time since I'd met him, Ayre was at ease, sprawled naked in the sunlight with me, hearing me tell him that he was wanted. I turned to face him, putting my arms on his shoulders and looking him full in the face. My breasts brushed his freckled chest, my side leaned against his bare thigh and grass tickling my skin. "Ayre Xirangyl," I said, putting my heart into my voice as I said his name. "Manticore. Commander of the Furies. Most beautiful of the Raven Princes. Of course I missed you. You belong here. You belong with me, and you belong to me. You're my soulmate."

Ache

Chapter: In Front of Everyone

We didn't get to bed until well after midnight, with new cat-claw scratches on my back and chest and a pleasant ache deep inside me. My body didn't quite know what to do with all the sex, but I certainly wasn't going to have any less of it. The idea of spending weeks doing little else with Ayre appealed in a soul-deep way, something that felt stronger than the usual lure of a honeymoon. Once the war was over, there would be nothing holding us apart anymore. I could tell him everything, and give him everything. We could finally be balanced, a trinity in truth.

Green

Chapter: Swordsmanship

They started dividing us into different classes as the winter turned to spring and the wheat in the fields started to push slender green blades towards the sky. Some of my fellows were hopeless with a sword, but did better with one of the other weapons they tried us on: spear, mace, battle-axe. I couldn't embrace the brutality of the mace or axe, and according to my Captain I wielded a spear like a barge-poler, but as the months wore on the sword started to feel more natural. After six months, under the friendly warmth of an alien sun, they moved me from the garrison to the training-camp a day's ride from the battle-lines, and I realized how little I knew.

Spectral

Chapter: Life and Death

Shame sat heavy in my gut, as cold and slimy as a toad beneath a stone. I couldn't bring myself to tell the lie and protest my innocence, and I didn't think it would read true even if I could. I'd only known Ayre for a day. I'd been saved by Stag Court. And yet it didn't matter much. If I could have chosen my loyalty, I would have thrown in my lot with Ayre without hesitation--but even that faint consideration left me with the haunted feeling all down my back, the top of my spine tingling with the spectral sensation of the shard that had robbed me of a future. To betray Stag Court was to become an oathbreaker, and to break the healing that had saved my life. I'm the perfect slave, I thought bitterly. The punishment for breaking faith was instant, and six months of scarring beneath the healing magic meant that even Ayre's healers wouldn't be able to save me from suffocating to death in his arms.

Piercing

Chapter: Going to War

"May the road be ever straight beneath your feet, and the wind carry you the secrets you desire," I said to him, feeling oddly like I was giving a benediction. He leaned down to rest his forehead against mine. "I seek to return to my home and hearth before I grow weary," he said, with the same ritualistic cadence. "Wait for me, Lilly." "I will," I promised. "Claim that kiss when you return." "I'm eager to do exactly that." From above us, a piercing cry cut through the night air, and Ayre huffed a laugh. "I think they're impatient, darling. Off I go, lest I receive a scolding."

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@unearthlore

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[monstersandmaw]

I am SO excited for you yaujta series to continue and will definitely donate more when I get the chance (seriously pumping out 40k+ words that quickly is amazing!) because more then anything I want to see this story thrive but do you have any recommendations for other yaujta stories while I patiently wait for part 8?

Thank you! I haven’t had the chance or the energy to read anyone else’s work in a while, but I’m 99% certain that @eruden-writes has a yautja story on the go right now?

[dashofmonsters]

What other monster story blogs do you recommend?

Sorry for the late reply but the ones I'd recommend are

@momolady

@snowandmonsters

@aelia-likes-monsters

@thetravelerwrites

@cozycryptidcorner

@monstersandmaw

@eruden-writes

also remember these blogs have 18+ content so if you are not of the proper age group please respectfully stay the fuck away from them.

[mxnsterbabe]

Top 10 - Fave Creators Edition!

As promised, here is my top 10 stories of 2020, from my favourite Tumblr creators~ Some were commissions, some I found by luck, and some were the stories that made me want to start this blog in the first place!

Rhett the werewolf by @monstersandmaw

Athien the alien by @monstersandmaw

Mhorrin the changeling by @monstersandmaw

Geteb the troll by @thetravelerwrites

Pevik the goblin by @thetravelerwrites

Rezzig the goblin by @honeythistle

Silas the orc by @momolady

Anzan the drider by @monster-bait

Al the mimic by @siderealmusings

Maktov the shadow demon by @eruden-writes

There were also plenty from Patreon, but obviously I can’t post them here. If I counted ones from Patreon it would go from a top 10 to at least a top 20 :)

[vaya-writes]

- Three demonic triplets who never learned to share all start crushing on their human flatmate.

- An asexual and an incubus are probably the last two people alive in the city after a zombie apocalypse and they’re both hungry.

- After those I plan to work on a one shot dark fic and go back to Serving the Serpent.

Tagging @eruden-writes, @butterbabyflapjack, and @sio-writes.

Hey writeblr! Here's a challenge: can you summarize what you're writing in one sentence?