#monster anon

[soilanonlorelmao]

Are you in denial bloom?

-curious anon.

she doesn't wanna come near monster anon so she left the paper thingie :,(

[clockwork-freminet]

(There’s a thin, yet dense layer of black mist emitting from under the bed. It seems to have ceased all advances after being caught)

Freminet took a peek, then immediately sat back on the bed again, curled up and afraid. He didn't know what that was or if it was still there. He was half-tempted to call for his siblings, but what would he tell them? There's a monster under the bed at his age? What if he imagined all of this?

[goose-ann0n]

R A W R

-monster anon :3

Goose...

[You better not hurt the geese!]

[bloomingbutterflies]

hOw ArE YOu

|•Monster anon•|

i am going to spontaneously combust

[ozzgin]

1. Speaking of shedding body parts... Some octopuses have tentacles that are responsible for reproduction that can break away and go on a journey in search of a partner. What if after hot sex with a tentacle monster, he leaves his most important part inside you and it continues to work without his participation, or so that everyone knows that the partner is already taken? --🧥

NSFW content!

Tentacle monster boyfriend who makes sure no other monster touches you by simply blocking the entrance. If you're going out, you're going out with him. Well, part of him, anyways.

While you do find it quite endearing, other times it's not the most practical accessory. For example, when you're in the middle of a work meeting, and the appendage decides to squirm and wriggle, causing you to shift in your seat and become increasingly aroused.

"I see your enthusiasm, (Y/N)," a coworker remarks, nodding at you with a smile.

All you know is that you'll be leaving early.

[bunnis-monsters]

Hello!

Not a request but do you have any thoughts on peacock hybrids?

Male peacock hybrid spreading out his feathers to impress you. He’s very snobby and thinks you’ll fall to your knees and just BEG to mate with him after seeing how pretty his feathers are.

But you’re not a peacock hybrid. You couldn’t care less about how pretty his feathers are, he has been a royal cunt the entire time you’ve known him.

So now he’s scrambling, utterly confused and heartbroken that you’ve rejected him. He cries himself to sleep that night, completely insecure over his feathers.

“You’re an asshole.”

That was your answer when he asked why you rejected him the next day. He had come into your bakery with his eyes all puffy and red from crying, his feathers drooping.

“You come in here every day, order the same complicated thing, act rude to my staff, and never think to say thank you. That, and you’re snobby. I’m not your servant, why should I have to spread the cream cheese on YOUR bagel!?”

He was utterly stunned. In the past, he’d rejected many females who swooned over his beautiful feathers. He had fallen head over heels for you… yet you felt nothing for him.

It was the first time he ever really got called out for how he behaved.

Perhaps it’s time to take a look inward for once… and he’s not sure why, but imagining finally getting to have you as all his… makes his pants tight.

[professional-termite]

Let’s start by dropping the cordial act, it’s making me tired. Also, we’re talking about freaking Frankenstein here, and that shits fucked uppp.

yeahh i remember my english teacher telling me about how crazy the plot of the book is but i fell asleep during that class so

[specshroom]

Some rather unlucky investments have landed you in a tad of debt. However, you have know of a way to get out of it that requires very little work on your part.

The "Pussy Portal" company are always hiring after all.

All you have to do is have a portal directly connected to your pussy that any paying customer can use at any time. What could go wrong?

Just realized u didn't actually say it had to be monsterfucking specifically but I made it that anyway lmao.

At least you thought it was going to be very little work on your part.

But now you're not so sure as you sit on the train ride home trying to act like there isn't a monster cock reaching deep in your cunt.

You curse yourself for not reading the terms and conditions of the contract properly. You thought they were just being hyperbolic when they said "Prime Pussy Anywhere, Anytime!" Surely they would have down times right?

No. There are no down times unless you call in a sick day of which you only have few. You shoulda known that pay was too good to be true.

At least whoever's using your portal seems to only be cockwarming themselves for the time being, although that could change at any moment. Every jerk of the train makes you tense up as you try and act as nonchalant as possible. The cock sits so snug and warm inside you, it twitches every time you tense around it.

On the customer app your portal is advertised as specifically "Human pussy" so you like imagining the kinds of monsters who would pick that out specifically. You haven't figured out what monster this one might be, it's rather thick and hot with a very generous amount of precum.

When you get to your stop the train jerks more than you expected and you have to subtly cover your mouth and grab the railing to avoid making a sound. Your customer definitely felt you clench down in panic as their cock jumps in excitement.

They start grinding down slowly on the portal, their cock thrusting shallowly. You speed walk straight for the train station bathrooms and lock yourself inside a stall. Close call but you made it and just in time for their shallow thrusts to turn into full pumps into your slick pussy.

You lean your back on the wall of the stall as your cunt is now being thoroughly pounded by this stranger. You have to crouch to your knees as your orgasm builds up, rubbing your clit with one hand while the other covers your mouth.

Just as you're about to tip over the edge you feel something bigger at the base of the shaft bump against your pussy with each hard thrust. You gasp in realization but it's too late as the monster thrusts their knot past your entrance and you cum hard with a silent scream, spasming and shaking against the bathroom stall.

Their cum fills you to the brim, kept inside by their inflamed knot. They don't stop cumming for several minutes but when they do it takes you several more to compose yourself enough to step out of the bathroom on wobbly legs.

You make the slow and embarrassing walk home while the monster's knot sits snuggly inside your pussy, keeping all that warm cum inside you.

The knot inside you doesn't deflate fully until you're already home and making dinner. You have to grip the counter, shivering slightly as your customer pulls out and goes on with their day having been properly satisfied. The thought makes you feel a strange sense of pride. Just then your phone beeps with a notification from the Portal companies app.

The customer left a tip!

How nice! They also left a review on your page,

"10/10. Best stress relief. Would fuck again."

[finsterhund]

The chestnut is appreciated, but I think you would be much more tasty. -Monster Anon

sorry I didn't see this and respond I was fighting for my life struggling with the implications of Darth Eyecrusty the Wet paper bag.

if you ate me now you would probably get prions or something tbh.

[soilanonlorelmao]

*Attacks Bloom*

|•Monster Anon•|

SHRIEEEEK

GET YOUR FUCKING TEETH AWAY FROM ME

[scurviesdisneyblog]

𝙿𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚝Ｉ(1995 - 2009)

[skrs-cats]

set after leafpool dies, before the bonus scene w jayfeather dealing w that grief gets resolved. guess who was bitter over a certain cardboard character bitch not being included in that

Next

[tra1nchi]

big ripped demon guy fawning over his human husband

and he's extremely annoying about it

MINORS DNI!! Bttm male reader,,size diff,,

Ughh you would be so tiny compared to him!! He would be obsessed with comparing hand sizes with you,,locking your fingers with his,,ones that basically envelop yours!! Squeezing them tightly in his as a little show off for the strength difference too!!

Buying one of those matching couple t shirts only to find you that it doesn't line up together!! You're way to short compared to him for it to work!! So your husband comes up with a wonderful idea!!

Bending you over so the shirts line up,,his fat dick lodged deep inside of you,,your hands gripping tightly onto his horns,,it's not your fault he's so big and huge in every aspect!!

His stamina would be so much more then a humans too!! He could go on for hours without tiring while you are practically mind broken on his dick :( even if you did pass out eventually you'd wake up with him still fucking you,,he can't help how much he loves you:((

[ozzgin]

It’d be funny to have a ghost/spirit/monster partner that you could just call whenever when you look into a mirror and chant their name 3 times in the dark ☺️

They could also leave cute messages in the mirror for you too 🩸

-👘

Haunted house with a monsterfucker feels like a spooky romcom. content: gender neutral reader

“Oh-!” you gasp quietly, staring at the bloodied mirror.

In thick, crimson letters, the dripping warning says 'You belong to me'.

“Stop it! You’re such a romantic,” you finally conclude, twirling your hair and blushing innocently.

It was love at first haunting.

When you’d initially heard the creaks and the heavy footsteps, you assumed someone broke in. You took your bat and tiptoed down the dark hallway, heart slamming against your chest, terrified.

Then it occurred to you: the house was haunted. You breathed a sigh of relief and tilted the bat against the wall once more.

The romance started with subtle flirting. One evening you found deep scratches on your bedroom door, and giggled at the implications; someone must've been eager to get in. The entity grew bolder, cheekier. You'd often awaken from your slumber to a sudden, invisible weight dropping into your mattress, or you'd find foreign markings on your thighs and back.

While you appreciated the relentless courting, you couldn't help but want more. Thus, you decided to take matters into your own hands, standing before a mirror and chanting the name - which had been conveniently carved into your walls the night before - demanding for the creature to show itself. You don't remember much from the following sequences, just that you required a cushion to sit for weeks.

"You know, there's other ways to show it," you suggest with a grin, heading for the bed.

Without delay, the door slams loudly, and the floor begins to creak menacingly. You're abruptly pushed ahead, stumbling face-first into the pillows. Above you, the headboard becomes stained with a clawed handprint, slowly smudging itself towards you.

It seems you won't be going out tonight, after all.

[bunnis-monsters]

thinking bout a needy little fairy who's the size of your palm.. He wants to be able to please you so bad, to fuck you on his cock but he's just way too small to do so, it almost beings him to tears.... poor baby

And he’s just so frustrated! He wants to satisfy you, but usually all he’s can do is lick and suck on your clit and nipples…

If only he could stretch you out on his cock, push his tip against your cervix and make you scream his name…

But for now he’s only able to shove his arm into your cunt, trying his best to make you feel good!

He gets so overstimulated when you hold him in your palm, your tongue wrapped around his little cock as he cries and begs for you to give him a break. He’s been cumming every few minutes for an hour now, and his tip was red from abuse.

But to you, it was only a few drops on your tongue worth of cum, and you promised to milk him dry.

He flutters his wings, sniffling shyly as he watches you play with his cock and tease him. You’re just so mean, making him cum until he passes out!

That’s why when he does end up getting a growth potion he gets his revenge and fucks you until you can’t think straight. At least, that’s what he wants to do…

[professional-termite]

Not many people do, here, have a pamphlet!

*it’s just a copy of the book*

wow, this is so cool! a new book! i have to add it to my collection (puts it on a pile of 4 neil gaiman books, all of heartstopper, loveless by alice oseman, and stephen kings IT labelled "things i am supposed to be reading instead of shitposting on tumblr") i have a lot to read haha