#naga!Law

[quinloki]

His Family

A part two to this Birthday Request Event Drabble

Commission for @remisloves

CW: dub con, yandere, hypnosis, oviposition, belly worship, naga!Law, double penetration, obsession, mdni

The jewels are cool against your skin.

Days carried on warmly between you and Law. You became more and more comfortable with your position, wearing nothing more than the gold and jewels he adorned you with. The warmth and pleasure of being in his company was all you found yourself concerned with as time went by.

Fading images of a life before this one danced along the edges of your memories, but you paid them little heed. They weren’t bright and happy, the memories themselves tainted with negative feelings you couldn’t quite place.

Feelings you didn’t want to place.

You knew the cave that was your home well, and walked the halls in darkness without any fear. A few rooms aside from your own were lit, the tunnels kept smooth and clear by Law, and so it was easy to move from one to the other. The soft clink of gold and jewels echoed against the hard stone, letting him know every time you ventured into the darkness.

It was in this darkness that he liked to find you, and today was no different. His soft hiss rolls over your skin and you halt in the dark. You won’t be able to see him unless he decides to illuminate the black hall with his eyes. The glow of the gaze that makes everything better is for your benefit, not his.

The hot hands that cradle your face, and roam over your waist are cooler than most, but still they set your skin alight with desire. His fingers curl around your neck, tilting your chin until your useless gaze is pointed up at the ceiling. The hand at your waist steadies you as his tail slips between your legs.

The steady, inevitable expansion spreads your legs until you’re softly set against the thick scales of his body. Leaning you forward he lets the soft bumps of his scales caress your clit, pulling soft sighs from your lips.

“Good boy,” comes the soothing voice that warms your body even when he’s not caressing you. “I’m going to fill you up today, more than I ever have before. I will make you my family.” There’s a brief pause as he fondles your body. “Say thank you, Snow Drop.”

“Thank you, Law.” You murmur the words sleepy as the bright gold of his eyes comes into your view. The shifting flecks of gold mesmerize you, and your eyes close as his lips press against yours.  Greedy lips are steadied by warm hands that cup your face.

His forked tongue wraps around yours, massaging the wet muscle as the scales run against your clit faster. Your hands are on his arms, steadying yourself a little as the pleasure makes your legs shake, your feet aren’t even touching the ground anymore. The stiff tongue presses into yours, pushing down the back of your throat carefully, slowly, and mindfully. Teasing the edges of your gag reflex as he fucks your mouth with his tongue.

Your soft humming moans grow louder as his scales rub against your clit, back and forth, pressing heavy into your slit and demanding more sweet sounds from you. Trapped between his mouth and tail you have no desire to fight your position, the greedy moans of your desire ringing against the cave walls with the soft jingle of the gold and jewels that adorn your body.

As the pleasure nearly crests he pulls you into a heavy kiss, choking the cry of pained surprise as both of his cocks sheath deep into your wet cunt. The burn from the intense stretch is brief, and once you’ve caught your breath from the heavy, wet coughs after he broke the kiss, the pain was already barely a dull ache.

Nothing in the face of the pleasure building back up in your gut.

“Good boy,” he hums again, wiping the spit from your lips, and kissing away the tears at the edges of your eyes. His golden eyes flicker in your vision again, the line of his smile known to you even in the darkness. “You’re doing sssso good already,” he praises you, long fingers teasing your clit. “Cum for me, won’t you?”

Law kisses your cheek, and nibbles along the curve of your ear as you nod. “Yes, yes, I - wuh-will, thank you, thank you.” You nearly sob the words, the teasing kisses and warm caresses hurdling you to the peak.

His hand rubs slow circles over your stomach, just below your navel, fingers brushing your clit as the orgasm crashes into you. The shiver of your jewels chimes beneath the echoed cry of your pleasure as you call his name into the dark cave.

“There we go,” he purrs, and even in the dark you can sense that he’s moving the both of you slowly. Even as he fucks you through your orgasm, moving your body so each thrust lets him tease your throbbing clit, keeping you on a desperate edge you can tell you’re moving through the cave.

“Wuh-where,” you gasp, your question breaking to pieces as he presses heavy kisses against your shoulders, his lips and tongue moving easily around the jewelry.

“Outsssside,” he answers between kisses, his hand still making slow circles against your stomach. “I’m going to fill you up sssso much and you dessserve to see it.” He fingers your clit, palm still warm against your stomach. “Cum again my love, you’re ssstill so tense.”

The rush that surges in you almost feels summoned by his words, but you couldn’t hope to fight against it even if you had wanted to. As it was, it was a relief to be able to orgasm when he requested it, as though your body meant to obey him even more than your mind did.

The euphoria soaks into your muscles and you relax, his two cocks plunging the rest of the way in with a loud wet squishy sensation and sound. He grunts and you sigh, an odd relief filling you in being able to take him. Law rubs your belly as the warm light of the sun appears in the distance of the long tunnel.

“You’re all mine,” he murmurs into your skin, seemingly intent on kissing all of you. “You’re going to be all mine. My love. My family. No one else, and no one else’sss.”

“All yours,” you murmur in agreement. His sweet kisses are keeping you hazy as he barely shifts inside your throbbing pussy. The warm hand rubbing circles against your stomach is relaxing, soothing the edges of the fragile concerns that tug at the corners of your mind.

The warmth of the sun spills over your skin, but it pales against the heat coming from Law. His greedy hands seem incapable of being still against your body, his kisses becoming heavier, soft stinging pains from the sharp teeth he’s not keeping behind his lips dotting along the way. In the warmth of the sun he becomes even more active, thrusting his cocks inside you with enough energy that your gold and jewels chimed wildly in the opening clearing.

The soft huffs of air forced from you filled the spaces between the chimes of the jewelry. Law’s hand kept rubbing your belly soothingly, while the other held your face steady so he could kiss you as he thrust into you. The action muffled the chime of your adornments, the heat of his kisses devouring the growing moans swirling around in your lungs.

“Mine,” he commands. “Be mine.” You hum a positive sound and he leans back enough to look into your eyes. There are no flecks of gold churning in his irises, but his gaze is no less intense. “All mine.” He repeats and you nod.

“I’ll fill you up so full,” he growls, his cocks throbbing and twitching inside you, seeming intent on stretching you as wide as he could dare. The forced dilation is uncomfortable, but the added thrusting, and the shimmer of golden flecks in his eyes, seem to be enough to push the discomfort aside.

Law holds your face, hand harsh in your hair, keeping your eyes on his as your mind starts to go fuzzy. His other hand on your stomach, rubbing the same steady slow circles as before. Even as he slams his hips into you, grunting against the heavy thrusts as he fills you so full of his seed you think you can feel your stomach swell, he never stops with the circles.

“That ssshould be enough.” He husks, rolling his hips and pushing his cocks deep a few more times. “You’ve been ssso good. Sssuch a good boy.” The hissed words seem to drag out long, slithering into your brain more than usual. “You’ve fit into the ssshape I’ve given you, and you carry your comfort beautifully.

“Handsssomely.” Law trails kisses down your center, starting at your collarbone and working down to your navel. Laying you against his thick scaled tail, he spreads your legs, his hands on your ankles while he presses more kisses against your stomach.

“I’m going to ssshape you into mine even more, Snow Drop.” He promises. You can feel something push into your gaping cunt that doesn’t feel like anything he’s pushed into you before.

Those golden eyes are looking into yours, his hand still rubbing circles against your stomach. “Relax.”

Something you can’t see, wide and hard, pushes into you, stretching you further. Tears prick at the sides of your eyes from the pain, but the golden flicker of his gaze holds your mind a little more. His soothing words sink into your thoughts and you relax despite your concerns.

It pushes in deeper and you gasp an odd grunt as it presses in deeper and deeper - deeper than you think anything should be able to go. Some part of you panics, but you can’t close your legs against the position he has you in. You couldn’t escape even if you put your all into it, and there’s not enough of you left that wants to try.

“L-Law!” You gasp. Your mind reels as some part of you realizes he’s pushing an egg into your womb. No, not just one egg, a clutch. “Please, I can—.”

“Shhhhh,” his gaze holds yours and the tense fear that was pulling at you fades away. “It’s okay. You’re mine. Look, you’re doing so good.”

Law’s hand continues rubbing as it has been during most of this. Your belly is visibly swollen. As much as the sight should concern you, the expansion is slow, steady, and soothed by the soft humming of your lover. Your Law.

Your Master.

Your owner that has shaped you to be his, and only his. Who lovingly molded your body for your sanity and his needs. You were utterly his.

The panic that melts away is replaced by an intense euphoria. You belonged to him. You belonged to him so completely he had molded you into what he needed. He loved you so much he carefully kneaded you into perfection.

And now you were full with that love.

You can’t help the sudden orgasm that tenses your body, shuddering hard against Law enough that he hisses in surprise, barely keeping control of himself as he continues to slowly and carefully deposit eggs into you.

Weeks later you sit on a stump in the clearing, the long scaled tailed body of your naga lover curled around you, helping you to relax. His gaze is loving whether he looks up at you, or down at you large belly. Jewels crown the swell and he presses kisses against it almost more than he does against your lips. Soft praises roll over your skin, how handsome you are, how beautiful you are, how perfectly you are his.

All his. His family, his love, his flawless snow drop. Molded by his hands into all that he desires, and in turn you find it to be in all the ways that you desire.

Because you are all his.

[yeenybeanies]

local snake gets pampered as he deserves 🐍🧼💖✨

(full 🔞 version here)

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[syrupfog]

morning comes too early

[rea-grimm]

Naga Law

You were a novice beastmaster. You could see information about the animals, you could tame them and you could understand their speech. So far, however, you only had a polar bear named Bepo by your side, who helped you carry things, you could ride him and most importantly he was your faithful partner in battle.

Together with Bepo, you travelled around the islands and searched for various powerful animals that you could tame and thereby improve your skills.

You were just wandering on a winter island and the sky was black. You knew by the clouds that a snowstorm was coming soon. You needed to find a safe place to hide as quickly as possible.

You were walking down the path when something caught Bepo's attention. Bear walked over to the stone and began sniffing it.

"Bepo, what's there?" you asked him and walked over to him. The bear let you go to the stone and pointed to the little cranny with his muzzle. You crouched there and noticed a small white snake with black spots on its body, shivering from the cold.

You carefully took it out and tried to find out what it was. However, all you saw were question marks and the description that the creature could not be identified. All you could tell was that he was on the verge of freezing.

“I'll take you with me to a warmer place,” you said, carefully tucking him into the inside of your coat.

You looked down at yourself and realized how close the snowstorm was getting. You mounted Bepo and together you made your way to safety.

You found shelter in a nearby cave where you could make a fire and spend the night. You sat leaning against Bepo, who acted as a nice pillow, and you felt the snake in your pocket move.

The next morning you set off again until you reached a small town. You stayed in a pub there.

In the quiet of the room, you took off your coat and placed it on the bed. A snake crawled out of his pocket and looked at you with golden intelligent eyes.

"Are you warm yet?" you asked. The snake nodded its head in agreement before making its way to your hand and crawling under your sleeve.

“This is better,” you heard him hiss.

“Looks like it,” you giggled, lifting your hand to look down the sleeve. “Why were you even outside in this cold? ” you asked him.

However, he did not answer that here. Rather, he twisted around your hand and hid his head under his body, as if he didn't want to talk about it.

"I won't ask about it anymore. By the way, what's your name? I’m Y/N,” you changed the subject.

“Y/N-ya” he hissed weakly before sticking his head out of his sleeve. "I'm Law," he introduced himself.

This was the beginning of you unconsciously taming the new beast. Law gained strength every day and grew just as fast. After a few days, he just couldn't fit under your sleeve, and a few weeks later he was able to compete with an anaconda.

Thanks to this, it was not so easy to hide him, and in addition, you attracted much more unwanted attention. Even that you were able to explain to them that you were the beastmaster and that Law belonged to you.

Moreover, when he was so giant, it was worse for him to keep warm on the winter island. Now he huddled around Bepo more often, only his head peeking out from time to time.

It was time for you to get to another, warmer island. You managed to get a ship that was supposed to take you elsewhere, including Bepo and Law.

During this cruise, you found out something about Law that you didn't expect and something that explained everything.

You rented a small cabin where you fit a polar bear and a snake the size of an anaconda. Well, you had the impression that he had outgrown this size a long time ago.

You were lying in bed and Law was curled up under the covers next to you. You were on the verge of sleep when you felt the snake begin to squirm. You didn't pay much attention to it.

What startled you though were the cold hands that slipped under your shirt and pulled you closer to the person next to you. You felt someone press a cold nose to the back of your neck, but you also felt Law wrap himself around your legs.

“So warm…” you heard a faint hiss. Now you suspected what might have happened, but you needed to see it for yourself. You carefully turned around and found yourself face to face with the young man. The only thing that was familiar to you were sleepy golden eyes.

The young man had short tousled raven hair along with a short black beard and sideburns. He had fair skin with splashes of white scales and long pointed ears.

“Law?” you asked just to be sure, Even though you suspected it was him.

“Took you long enough,” he smirked. 

"And how should I have known that? I've never met someone like you before,” you replied.

“Your fault,” He smirked, pulling you closer. 

Even though he was now strong enough to travel on his own, Law stayed with you and Bepo. His excuse was that he would go his own way when you got somewhere in a warmer climate.

Even as a Naga, Law preferred to sleep wrapped around you or Bepo, who was much bigger. But nothing compared to being so close to you, skin to skin.

You had an old shirt that was too big for you that you took on as your nightgown. You changed into it and climbed into bed.

Law was at Bep'os the whole time, studying a book he had found at a local doctor's and borrowed without permission. However, when he saw you crawling under the covers, he turned into a small snake and crawled under your covers.

However, you didn't expect him to crawl under your shirt when his head peeked out from the collar. Before you could say anything, he changed back into a naga.

His face was millimetres from yours and you could clearly feel his breath on your skin. His hands were cooling your back as he hugged you and his tail was wrapped around your legs.

You were about to protest when he kissed your ear. At that moment, you felt your cheeks burn. Law didn't do anything else though and just rested his head on your shoulder.

After a few days, you finally arrived at a new island. The weather was perfect here. Neither hot nor cold. The only downside was that monsters like Law were banned from entering the cities here. Moreover, the local people drove all such creatures almost to extinction.

Law therefore had no choice but to turn into a snake and pretend to belong to you, which again was not that difficult.

You stayed on the outskirts of town where there were fewer people. You didn't want to draw attention to yourself, but Bepo and Law were slightly exotic to others.

Moreover, you heard that the nearby town was famous for its abundant and quality shops. You wanted to restock and get Law something to wear. After all, when he changed into a naga, he was naked. In addition, you thought about clothes that could keep him warm at least for a while.

You took Law's measurements that evening and set off early in the morning. You were riding Bepo and Law was hiding in the bag. It was cold outside in the morning.

Getting to the city was easy. But the problem was that no animals, no matter how small, were allowed in the shop. However, this was no problem for Law. He was actually happy about it.

It slipped under your clothes and through the neckline he went around your neck like a necklace. His head was right under your ear, so he could tell you what he liked and what he didn't.

You ended up buying him several shirts, a sweatshirt, a long coat, and a few other items where his taste was mostly centred around dark blue, black, and yellow. You couldn't wait to see him in his new things.

On the way back, Law stopped you in front of a bookstore. You walked in and Law directed you to the books and scrolls that caught your eye. It was mostly about medicine and anatomy.

You had the impression that you were more happy with his new things than he was. As soon as you left town and were away from people, you made him try on some new clothes.

Finally, he tried on a black coat with stripes down the sides and a hood, which he immediately put on his head. You had to admit that it suited him and he was sexy in it.

You slowly walked on as Bepo and Law stopped and you noticed how the bushes rustled around you. You immediately reached for your sword.

As soon as you put your hand on the hilt of your sword, you found yourself surrounded by bandits who thought you were easy prey. Besides, they thought they'd get a hefty reward for Law and Bepo and sell you into slavery.

However, they easily overestimated this, as they did not represent any obstacle for your small group and you overcame them very soon. Seeing that they were outnumbered, they fled.

They wanted to rob you and Law took advantage of that by robbing them. One of the bandits had a long sword in a black sheet, which he liked and which he kept. However, he attached it to Bepo, because after a while he started to feel cold. He turned into a snake, crawled under your shirt, and only his head was visible.

You were returning to the city by a different route, as you also wanted to use this chance to explore the island. You were walking through the mountains when you heard water.

Out of curiosity, you headed in that direction when you came upon a hot spring. It was a small lake bordered by stones, from which steam rose. He also had a small wooden sign that confirmed to you that the water was safe.

Law immediately got the idea that you should take this chance. Without waiting for you, he entered the water like a snake and emerged like a naga.

You were leaving Bepo and thinking about joining. You hesitated a bit though, as the thought of having to undress in front of Law embarrassed you.

“Come on Y/N-ya! The water is perfect!” he called out to you and you saw him melt completely from the heat.

“I don't know…” you said. Of course, you wanted to be there too, but you didn't want to undress in front of them.

"Do not be shy. I know what you look like anyway!” he called you with a playful smirk. Law knew every curve of your body, which he thought was absolutely perfect.

In the end, you let yourself be talked into it. You undressed and put your clothes to the side in a pile. You had the impression that you were red to the bottom. Still heavily blushing, you got into the water, but on the opposite side from the naga.

Law was up to his eyes in the water, watching your every move with the gaze of a predator. He lets you soak in the hot water for a while and relax before diving under the water.

Little did you know he would pop up right in front of you. He rested one hand on the rocks right next to your head and stroked your cheek with the other before taking your chin gently.

“Y/N-ya…” he said, a fleeting smile playing on his face. He slowly leaned into you, stopping only when your lips almost touched. You felt his breath on your face as his golden eyes looked into yours. He was waiting for you.

You heard your heart racing. You couldn't deny that you didn't feel the same way. You leaned in and kissed him. You felt him smile against your mouth and the hand he was leaning against the rocks went down to your waist.

“Y/N-ya… I wanted to tell you that I would…” he started in a low voice. But he couldn't say it, because there was a splash and a shower of water flooded you. Law tried to protect you but it was in vain.

"Bepo?!" you were shocked when you found out what it was. Bear jumped into the water with all your things. You immediately untied the bags from him and took out all the books and scrolls and generally things that the water could destroy. Some things you managed to save, some things you didn't.

You wanted to scold the bear, but when you saw how satisfied he looked, you ran out of words.

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Naga Law Art

[itsbrucey]

Was thinking more about my monster au and if it would have substance or just be " the dads are monsters" and I realized it would be funny if they were monsters from the forgotten realms and got sucked into the normal world to find their sons. Their sons haven't fully hit " monster puberty" or some dumb shit yet so they blend in easier and the dads have to find them in mundane and safe places where they stick out.

Also it would be funny to find out that Henry wasn't always a Harpy but got adopted by harpies as a baby and he kinda. Got magicked into one. Even funnier if Jodie is a demon upon showing up but finds out he's human and has a magical girl transformation to be normal,,,

Also I'm still not over Selkie Ron like Lark cooked so hard with that. My little seal fella,,,, he winds up in an aquarium and had to pretend to be so incredibly normal but ends up stealing a herring bucket.

DIGS NAILS INTO ARMREST. Also Werewolf Darryl transforming by accident bc of emotion..... Naga Glenn trying to hide with dresses and coats ( it does NOT work).

[sheppi-isometrics]

📜New creature spreadsheet made for the Guardian Naga.

"The opposite of dark nagas in many ways, guardian nagas are benevolent and wise protectors of places of great natural or supernatural significance: ancient oak groves, forgotten holy temples, and vaults of sacred power are just a few examples of locations that these nagas protect. Guardian nagas believe that the beautiful elements of the cosmos are worthy of protection and that devotion to such a grand effort is its own reward. A guardian naga may join a group with similar values, such as a sect of priests or monks, to aid it in its holy endeavors and to exchange knowledge of the heavens."

—Source: Archives of Nethys Remastered ∙ Bestiary pg. 243

Haven't fought any naga in pf2e. But they were a party killer, and I can see that they still are: - Even if it's a large enemy they have good reflexes (and will saves); - However, they don't have too much health (Young dragons have 210 HP) and they aren't inmune or resistant to any damage/ailment.

- *rolling up your sleeves* true strike+disintegrate it is

[convxction]

I think Rebecca may be Chrom’s type. Unsure however, more testing might be needed

A true match made in heaven. No, he is not staring at her like she is the only thing he can see? She's everything he could hope for. He thought his world was colorful but with her, he is seeing new colors he didn't see before--sights, experiences, heck smells.

Life with her is PERFECT.

"Well, well, queen of Ylisse, what are you trying to achieve with this? Haven't you already stole and locked this heart to be yours, and yours only?" hand placed on his chest, over his heart. "Aren't you a bit greedy, my love?"

Hands gently cups her face, thumbs caressing her cheeks before he kisses her softly. "You don't have to write papers or fill in anything; I love you, and I know you love me. No need for all these roundabouts, perhaps this is the only shortcut I believe in--" and he kisses her again. "Direct and sweet... your style, no?" he chuckles at her leaning to kiss him again. "See? Screw papers... Rebecca, you have my heart and my love. I could've never asked for a better friend, partner and a wife than you. Thank you for giving me all these great memories--thank you for giving me a family, a warm home to return to every day."

are you mister fayre embrumu's type? | accepting | @pieman1112

[nicsnort]

Hello Neighbor

NSFW 18+ male werewolf x female reader Contains: vaginal sex, knotting, mentions of breeding, going into heat, desperate sex

Word count: 3,401 Lore Prompt

You're part of a study using an experimental skin cream. The effects have been interesting, but suddenly take a turn for the horny. Luckily, your werewolf neighbor is willing to help you out.

“Thank you,” the researcher said as she finished rubbing the experimental cream into your skin. “As always, contact us immediately if there are any sudden changes in your mental state or physical concerns. Please return for your next application next week.”

“Of course,” you replied with a smile. It had been four months since you started the trials, and you know the drill now. Honestly, this had been one of the best choices in your life. When you first saw the ad on social media looking for volunteers for a body-enhancing topical cream based on monster science, you thought it was a scam, especially when you saw that they were paying a hundred a week with a bonus of two thousand for those who completed the full six-month trial. But you took the risk, and damn was it paying off. All you had to do was be slathered in a topical cream every week, do a finger prick blood test daily at home, and submit a five-minute check-in about anything strange you noticed about your body or mind at the end of the day.

You weren’t sure what they were exposing you to; they couldn’t tell you as it could interfere with their results or something. Initially, you had experienced some mood swings and increased aggression. Still, it had settled down, and now the only noticeable effects were your sense of smell and hearing becoming more sensitive. It was sometimes annoying, given that you lived in an apartment complex, but it was not a huge hassle. 

Before heading home, you swung by the grocery store to pick up some milk and meat. That was something else; you had been craving meat a lot since this started. While walking around the grocery store, you noticed a minotaur and a naga looking at you with interest. A blush came to your cheeks. Could they smell the cream on you? Usually, you went right home after an appointment, so you had never been out in public - and certainly not around monsters. They have been increasingly common in the area since the segregation laws were overturned, allowing humans and sentient monsters to mix freely. The older folks who remembered the Great Incursion hated it, but you didn’t mind too much. Most monsters are just like humans, merely with different physicality and cultures…and magical powers half the time.

With groceries gathered, you quickly headed home. Walking towards your building, you saw your next-door neighbor—a werewolf. He moved in six months ago for work and spent most of his time in hybrid form. Apparently, he was from the other side of the Rift, so he never had to use his humanoid form. Honestly, you never understood how people said they found monsters that didn’t look human attractive until you met him with his thick mahogany fur, piercing golden eyes, full tail, and broad chest that was barely contained by his human-style clothes…you could have sworn he was flirting with you the first couple of months after he moved in. Yet, his interest fell off a few months ago. He stayed friendly, though.

“Good day, neighbor,” he greeted with a smile. “Need help with those?”

“Thanks, Darrick. That’d be great.” Maybe it was because he wanted to prove he wasn’t a threat, but Darrick was extremely friendly. According to the DMA guides, werewolves were very social monsters due to their pack instinct, so maybe it was just that.

He took the heavy meat-filled shopping bag from your arms while you carried the milk. As he did, you noticed his large, wet nose flare and his pointed ear turn forward with interest. Another blush came to your cheeks. He could smell that cream on you, couldn’t he? Though you had to admit, his scent today was marvelous. A deep, musky scent caused your blush to travel across your body, transforming into an aroused flush.

Entering the building, you were deeply aware of his presence behind you as you climbed the steps to the second floor. Even more so, with each sway of your hips, you were aware of how deeply aroused you had suddenly become. Your swollen lips rubbed against the cloth of your panties with each stair. You had been feeling sensitive the past few days, but why did your arousal spike now?!

You stopped outside your door. As you fumbled for your keys, you heard Darrick sniff rapidly, his hot body leaning over you, caging you against the door. Glancing back, you saw his long tongue flick out from behind his sharp teeth as though tasting the air. Your mind instantly flashed to what that tongue would feel like between your legs.

“I got it from here, thanks,” you told him, desperate to get away before you did something you regretted as the scent of his musk filled your nostrils.

Your voice seemed to jolt something in him. “Right, of course,” he bent down and put the bag down on the ground. But that was a mistake. His muzzle was right at your crotch now. The scent of your arousal certainly reached his wolven nose.

On instinct, Darrick pressed his nose against your crotch. You could feel his damp, heated breath through your jeans. His chest rumbled with a low growl, the vibrations reaching down his snout to your aching mound. A pleasured, wanting moan escaped your throat. You leaned against the door, your hips tilting up, legs spreading slightly, humping his muzzle lightly. His pointed canine teeth, barred together, provided a teasing friction against your clit.

CRACK!

You jumped at the sudden sound. Darrick had driven his claws into the wall, breaking the drywall. He wrenched his snout away from you with a pitiful whine, standing quickly and moving back. “I am so sorry! I wasn’t trying to stake a claim.”

“What,” you asked hazily, trying to shake your head of the lust. “A claim…”

“It has just been months since I have been around a woman in heat, and I lost control,” Darrick continued, not hearing your response at first. Then he paused while backing up a bit more. 

“Darrick, what do you mean by ‘a woman in heat’?” Even as you spoke, your eyes were drawn across him. There was a massive bulge straining his pants. Your inner walls clenched with desire.

“Sorry,” you apologize, tearing your eyes away and fumbling once more for the door. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I think it’s the cream. I need to report this to the researchers…”

Finally, you managed to open the door. Stumbling inside, you barely made it to the fridge to put away the milk. Shit, the meat. Heading back to the hall, half bent over in a vain attempt to avoid aggravating your burning crotch. Darrick was standing in the doorway, a look of concern fighting lust on his face. Not that you saw that for long as your half-bent over position put you right at his bulging groin. Your mouth parted in desire at the sight. The scent wafted to your nose. If it weren’t for Darrick catching your shoulder and holding you back, you would have desperately rubbed your face against the bludge.

“Control yourself, Darrick,” he growled to himself, pushing you back inside the apartment while bringing your groceries in and shutting the door. “You’re not a pup anymore.”

“Noooo,” you whined as he forced you to sit on the couch and stepped away to put the meat on the counter. As you watched him, your hand grabbed your breast through your shirt, massaging it. “You have to leave. If you stay, I’ll end up begging you to fuck me.”

As desperately horny as you had become, the admission did not embarrass you one bit. Darrick breathed out slowly, trying to control himself. “Where is your phone? I will call your mate. He shouldn’t be leaving you alone during your heat.”

“Mate,” you questioned. That word alone resonated with you. Yes, you wanted to mate. Fucked raw like an animal.

“Or husband, whatever term humans use. Whoever is the irresponsible wolf that has marked you with his scent so thoroughly and left you alone to deal with your heat.”

“I don’t know any other werewolves, Darrick,” you told him. The term heat was finally jogging your memory. “You’re the only one I’ve ever met. And humans don’t have a heat. I think whatever is happening has to do with the study I’m participating in. Some cream to enhance my body or something. They said arousal could be a side effect, but I didn’t think like this…”

Your hand wandered down to your pants. It slipped inside as you stroked yourself, trying to cool the ache there. Darrick stood stock still, completely focused on you, as your fingers stroked wildly. “You smell so good, Darrick. Please, you gotta leave before I jump you. Or else fuck me. I’ve dreamt about you bending me over my bed so many--”

Like a dam breaking, Darrick rushed over. His tall, fur-covered body bent over the couch, trapping you on it. “One last time,” he growled, barely able to restrain himself. “For clarity. The scent on you is this cream? Another werewolf has not mated you? And you want me to mate with you?”

You answered each question as he asked him. “Yes…No…Please, yes, fuck me, please!”

Without a spoken response, Darrick scooped you up in his arms. He carried you into your bedroom and dumped you on the bed. His chest heaved as took in deep, steadying breaths as though he was trying not to pounce on you immediately. Even as he did, his hands roamed over your shirt as he roughly tugged it off you. “I’m sorry, I’ll try to be gentle.”

“I don’t want gentle right now,” you told him, kicking off your shoes and hurriedly undoing your jeans. “I want you to fuck me with your fat cock until I’m satisfied.”

A primal growl of want escaped his throat. In two short movements, he removed your bra, his claws slicing it off, and tossed it away. Your skin was flushed with desire, nipples already hard with want. Darrick’s large paws covered your breasts, massaging them as he pushed you down against the bed. His long, hot tongue met your neck as he licked you ravenously. Every so often, you felt his pointed teeth scrape across your skin.

You moaned his name. Thrusting your hips upwards, you both tried to finish removing your jeans and gain friction on your needy hole. You managed the first one, but as your hands went to your dripping core, you found a better target. Darrick’s bulge strained against his pants. With deft fingers, you undid his pants and were just about to slip your hand inside his underwear to free him completely when he grabbed your hands. Pulling them above your head, he pinned you down, causing you to whine with displeasure.

“I need to mask that other scent first,” he growled. “Don’t want to smell another wolf. I need to cover you with my scent before I claim you.”

As desperate as you were to be fucked, his words touched a primal part of you, and now nothing sounded better than being marked by him. Inside and outside. Completely and utterly claimed. You wanted any creature who met you to know who you were mated to. That you were his.

Darrick’s muzzle slid down your neck to your chest. With one hand still pining your hands down, the other pressed between your legs. His rough fingers began to stroke, giving you both relief and teasing you as he avoided where you wanted him - his cock - the most. Sharp teeth delicately held your breast as he drew it into his mouth, his tongue lapping across your sensitive nipple. The thick pad of his thumb rubbed against your clit, the claws of his hand pressing into the flesh of your butt. 

A needy whimper escaped your throat. With the little space he left you between the bed and his hand, you lifted your hips invitingly.  “Please.”

“By Seluna, I need you,” he swore, pulling back. His nose twitched, the scent of your lust overriding any further complaints he might have had about the scent of the cream. You tried to follow him, pull him back down but his burning golden eyes pinned you in place.

Eyes hazy with lust, you watched him pull off his shirt. In his rush, his dangerous claws and sheer strength tore it off. Grabbing his already undone pants, he finally stood completely nude. Your eyes honed in on the long, red, throbbing cock between his legs. The tapered head glistened with precum in the sunlight peeking through your shades. Your core clenched with want.

“On your hands and knees,” he commanded, his words barely recognizable through the thick growl of want in his voice. Without hesitation, you turned around. Settling in the center of the bed, you were on your hands and knees, the aching desire between your legs presented to him.

A long moment passed where all you heard was the huff and puff of his breathing behind you. Then, a cold, wet nose pressed itself against your lower lips. You moaned. Darrick’s broad tongue lapped at the swollen flesh. Panting moans left you as the pleasure built. You were so close. Suddenly, his tongue slipped inside of you.

With a cry of pleasure, you came on his tongue. It wiggled inside of you as your body clenched around it. Finally, he withdrew, his muzzle covered in your juices. “Good mate,” he praised. “So, fertile and willing.”

He shook his head, barely returning to his senses enough to add, “You should take some night tea after, 'cause I’m gonna breed you now.”

“Yes,” you panted with joy. The orgasm took the edge off, but you needed more. Being bred sounded like the best thing in the world. Filled with his thick creamy cum.

Your bed dipped with his weight as he climbed on, positioning himself behind you. You felt the heat radiating off his turgid cock even before its heavy weight rested upon your hips. 

“Inside,” you pleaded, rocking your hips. His hands gripped your hips, claws digging in ever so slightly. 

“Spread,” he told you, and even in your current state, you could tell from his tone he was barely restraining himself. Eagerly, you obeyed, spreading your knees further apart. Darrick kept a firm grip on your hips as you did, forcing you to lower yourself onto your forearms. Now, you were fully presenting your dripping hole to him.

You felt the magnetic heat of his cock as he lined it up. As his thick length pressed inside, you whined with pleasure. “Yeesssss.”

The prick of his claws was barely enough to keep you from orgasming with just the tip of his cock inside of you. Inch by inch, he slid inside. You tried to press yourself back on him to take in more, but his strong grasp on your hips stopped you. “You’re gonna make me...” 

“Please, Darrick, breed me!”

With that plea, he snapped. Pulling back until just the tip was left, he slammed his hips forward. You screamed in pleasure. Unleashed, Darrick pounded into you wildly. Spurred on by the hormones of your heat, he rutted into you with only one thing on his mind: breeding his mate.

With each wild thrust, you could feel your body accepting more of him. His cock filled you up each time your inner walls stretched to take in more. You were moaning and panting with ecstasy. You weren’t even sure if you were orgasming, but the pleasure was overwhelming your mind. You could think of little else but his cock inside of you.

Releasing your hips, Darrick bent over your back. His large hands resting on either side of your head, holding your hands in place. The weight of him pinning you beneath him with no hope of escape - not that you wanted to. His hot breath caressed the sensitive skin of your neck and ear. The growl of his voice reverberated across your whole body. “I’m gonna knot you. Ruin you for human men. You want that, don’t you?”

You gave a whine of pleasure-drunk consent, unable to form words.

With a powerful thrust, you felt him hilt within you. His pointed cock pressed against your womb. Then you felt it. As the glands of his cock expanded, he stretched you. Thicker than anything that had been inside of you before. Yet, the pain of the stretching only added to your pleasure. Your nails dug into your sheets. It was too much. You were so close to breaking. You were…you were…

Your body exploded with ecstasy, juices gushing over his cock. Low, long moans, almost like howls, issued from your throat as you threw your head back. Your inner walls clenched powerfully around his knot, locking it within you.

Then it came. What your body was craving. Darrick threw his head back in a true howl as his thick hot cum filled your womb, searing its claim inside of you. His cum spurred your orgasm to even greater heights. Your eyes rolled back in your head, tongue lolling out, inner walls still clenching around him, drawing in every last ounce of cream. There was so much cum, you thought it would never end. You never wanted it to end. Yet, eventually, your bodies were spent.

Darrick’s knot still firmly resting inside of you, he rolled you both on your sides. His arms were around you, cradling you as you came down from the ecstatic high. His long, wet tongue tiredly but comfortingly lapped at your shoulder and neck.

While you still felt aroused, being filled with his cum and having a knot in you satisfied your primal urge to breed for now. After a few minutes, your mind started to return. What the fuck did you just do? What the fuck happened to you?

“Are you alright,” Darrick asked before you could voice your own concerns.

“Yes…I’m just confused…that’s never happened before. What is that cream doing to me?”

Darrick’s grip tightened around in comfort. “I think I know…there is this story the Elders tell. The first werewolves were created before the Division when our worlds were one. They were humans; warriors granted power by the spirits of nature to temporarily wield the spirit of the wolf to defend their homes. After the Division, the wolf's spirit was permanently bound to us. But we needed mates; most werewolves then were men, and the few that were women could not keep our populations going. So, the moon goddess Seluna took pity on us and let us transform others through sharing our essence…at first, all it required was for us to bite a human, but the sudden merging of wolf and human spirits drove many insane. Therefore, Seluna’s wife, Noctune, goddess of the night, took inspiration from her wife’s slow transformations each night. Sharing our essence would slowly introduce people - our mates or others we deemed worthy - to the wolf spirit so their humanity could adjust before it was made permanent. This also gave humans a chance to change their minds.”

“That’s a lovely story. So, you’re saying this cream is introducing me to werewolf essence? Wait, what is werewolf essence?”

Darrick chuckled a bit nervously. “Blood, saliva, and…” He gently thrust his hips, indicating his cum.

“Wait, so they’ve been covering me in werewolf - I hope - saliva? And that’s been changing my body?” You reeled at this new information. “Wait, so this is actually a heat?”

“Yeah. Usually, the exposure would be done by your mate, and you’d know what was going to happen, and they would help you through it.”

You were silent for a moment. “So, does this make us mates?”

Darrick chuckled nervously again. “We have mated, sure, and you’re going to need help getting through your heat. So, we can do it again. But, I mean, after, we don’t need to be…I mean, I think you’re pretty great. I was really disappointed when I thought you’d been claimed and--”

“I wouldn’t mind trying to date after you finish helping me through this,” you told him, cutting off his adorable ramble. “If you want.”

There were several loud thumps behind him as his tail wagged happily, hitting the bed. “I would like that.”

[leafyeyes417]

I decided to create a masterpost or two with all the reblogs that I like in hopes that when someone sends out the “help me find that post” I can find it faster. It will be added to slowly because I do not have the patience to do it all at once. Also in no particular order of preference.

Keep in mind none of these posts are my works and I do not claim them as such.

If you see *** they are really good prompts with lots of reblogs.

Will be edited later, last updated: 7-21-24

Masterlists

Multi-story masterlists

dcxdpdrabbles

Hdgnj

Tu-turu-turah

Specific Story lists

Jason is Catnip to Danny

Hyena Danny

Finally Getting Help

Wrong Robin

Badger Day

Man has needs

Almanac

Take out for Dummies

Danny is just some guy

Changling AU (part 5, other part links at bottom of post)

Fast Car Driver Danny

Haunted Car

Harmless Series

Don’t eat anything

Hero Tweets

Just a Bite

Single posts

Ellie-centric

Ellie realizes how dangerous Danny’s home is

Danny’s Rescues from the Infinite Realms

Green Lanturn & crew stuck in IR

Dead on Main

Jason courting Danny with a casserole

Overprotective Fenton parents shovel talk

Danny courts Jason by giving him wine cups made from the Joker’s kneecaps

Jason becomes a Ghost Summoner after giving Danny food***

Dream Lover***

Soulmate summoning ring gone wrong

Dead Tired

Coffeeshop accident

Dead Serious

Dead Silent

Danny kills the joker with his thighs

Danny on the run from the GIW

Superman startles Danny and gets a concussion***

Danny In Gotham

Sleepwalker Danny who escapes all traps

Unknowing Fae Danny works at coffee shop

Danny pretends to be a Vampire***

Feral McGee

Danny only gets a Vacation from work in Gotham

Danny seems like an Oracle of Delphi***

The GAV affected by Fear Toxin

Tucker streams while Danny does what Danny does in the background***

Danny is kidnapped(?) by Batman***

Danny gets hired for a money laundering front***

Portal is built in Gotham, not Amity

Naga Danny

Villain Danny

Danny’s obsession is twisted, forcing him to be a villain

Danny teaches heroes their mistakes by being the villain***

Adopted Danny (as in not Bio Fenton)

Danny is Hal Jordan’s son

Harley asks Batman to take away her son

Harvey Dent is Danny’s bio parent

Danny adopted by Bruce Wayne

Danny distribution system

Danny makes a sales pitch to join the Batfam

Reincarnated Danny

They wake up as Talons

Reincarnation

Clockwork reincarnated as Alfred

Misunderstanding’s that end in chaos

High Danny mistakes Batman for Jack

Mis-text-derstanding

Summoning Danny

Number is not in service

Danny: Please get that stalker (Ra’s) away from me

Demon Twin/Brothers

Damian is normal by Amity standards

Maybe(?) his lost twin

Nyssa steals Danny

Danny undercover in Amity

Jazz decided she wanted a brother

Tim Twins/Brothers

Danny and Tim are half-siblings

Danny sleep teleports to another dimension

Jason and Danny are brothers

Jason is a Baby ghost, adopts babier ghost Danny***

Ghost King Danny

Danny needs to take care of the Lazarus pits

Danny finds out there is a Ghost LOA

Miscellaneous

Danny possesses the president

Danny takes Jason’s online cooking class

Danny forgot what is regular human

Jack was a hitman named Phantom

Ghost Calls

Danny & Jason have the same scars

Superman was supposed to wait for the JLD

Water Core Tim

Fenton Driving curse still applies

Danny asks Wonder Woman to make him a grave on Themyscria***

Kryptonite is actually trapped souls

Danny and self-fulfilling prophecy

Danny pretends to be a demigod son of Hades

Danny gifts Red Robin a jar with Ra’s eyes

Vlad Cloning Danny was actually a much worse offense, breaks oldest ghost law

Amity got put back in the wrong place after the Pariah Dark fight.

Jason involuntarily taken to the ghost hospital

Phantom Letters

Danny learns Astral magic

Miscellaneous Angst

GIW succeeds in shooting the portal

DPxMarvel

Loki falls through to the IR and is adopted by Danny

Pure DP (not crossover)

Danny was Eldritch the whole time

Danny gets sprayed with a chemical where he hallucinates the person he hates

Demon!AU (with Art)

[y-rhywbeth2]

Hello I love bane totally normal amounts, so do you have any favorite fun (or fucked up) trivia facts about my emotional support god of tyranny?

I might've mentioned some of this before, but here's some trivia (and sometimes my musings upon it):

He has absolutely no indoor voice when he's excited. -

If you're invited to pray with the Banites and refuse, expect Bane to curse you with constant debilitating pain that prevents you from being able to cast spells (too much pain to concentrate) or fight, or walk very fast. This doesn't go away until you get a cleric to cast remove curse on you. If you do join them in honouring the Black Lord then your alignment will magically switch to lawful evil and you basically convert to Banite on the spot (if you're a priest then your god fires you immediately and won't take you back); this is either 1e nonsense or a sign of Bane brainwashing you, and either is just as likely. -

He - in his own words - has an "ever-gnawing hunger for miracles and wonder". He also has 10 levels of wizard, which might tie into that. -

He seems to have a monster making hobby. There are so many monsters and monster variants that have been copyrighted by Bane it's ridiculous: banedead, baneguard, baneliches, banelar nagas... I'm pretty sure that Bane is actually credited with creating the beholders ("eye tyrants") of Toril, though I don't have the time to go looking for a source on that.

Either way; he has a lot of beholders in his service. -

I'm pretty sure I remember something about his inventing his own traps during his stay at Zhentil Keep, so there might be an engineering hobby in there somewhere. -

He's a nerd about human biology and geeks out about blood cells and neuroscience - not that he'd admit it because the idea of being thrilled by mortality terrifies him (also I think he just hates positive emotions in general). Before the Time of Troubles he used to enjoy possessing mortals as hosts instead of manifesting avatars, which would presumably allow him to experience what they did and geek out about it while pretending he wasn't (although he didn't look after them very well and inevitably ran them into the ground - basic human needs are beneath him). -

He seems to like using black and red lightning of some sort as a kind of signature. -

(...I think this guy would be very happy as a supervillain living in his secret lab somewhere, performing mad scientist experiments as he plots to take over the world.) -

His domain can be annoying to pin down, because technically it started off in the plane of Acheron, but he's also supposed to be rooming with Loviatar and Bhaal in the Barrens of Doom and Despair in Gehenna, so who knows! -

He has a pet raven called Koravis, who he has a mild telepathic connection with. This raven is actually a fiend in the shape of a raven, but that pretty much just means he has an evil pet raven.

It's been stated that in his mortal life his character class was Blackguard - or an evil paladin, in 5e terms, dedicated to the service of evil powers. I suspect his patron was his master, the primordial Maram, who he served as a battle slave. As the evil pet raven is a Blackguard class feature (fiendish servant) I suspect he had Koravis when he was mortal. The bird/fiend was likely given to him by Maram (much like a warlock's pact familiar comes from their patron) and I guess the bird stuck with the winner. -

He managed to piss off the earth goddess Chauntea at one point, trying to destroy her sacred pools/portals in the Moonshaes. I can't find the sourcebook for the details at the moment though (it was successful enough that his followers still have the moonveil spells though). Bhaal was also trying to kill her over there at some point, so I wonder if that's connected?

[quinloki]

Birthday Request Event v2024

"It's my birthday and I'll write what I want to \o/"

Gift Details ♥ Reader Style: cisfem Character: Donquixote Rosinante Vibe: NSFW dubious consent AU: Monster AU Prompt: Writer's Choice (Pliant when horny) Gift Giver: @fanaticsnail

Summary: Winged Naga Rosinante and the unfortunate runaway sacrifice who ran into him (vs being fed to his brother, but I didn't really get into the specifics of that in the story).

Content Notes: dubious consent, pliant when horny, double penetration, monster Rosi got two dicks, mind fuck

This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB

The cave had not been empty.

You ran through the woods, twigs and underbrush snapping and rustling at your every move. You weren’t trying to be quiet, you were trying to be fast. You needed to get back to the village before what had been sleeping in that cave caught up with you.

The human face had caught you off guard, but when the clouds had cleared you realized just how inhuman it actually was. The eyes held you, almost dragging you in, but you’d bolted before he could grab you. The human hands were attached to arms that were covered in scales. Dragon, snake - you didn’t know, but only because you hadn’t stuck around to find out.

The lights of the village came into view before a blur of motion whipped in front of you, stopping you in your tracks. The beast coiled around you, a long snake-like body glinting in the moonlight. The blonde hair on his head was wavy, and golden even in the silver light of the moon. Intense eyes watched you, color and clarity pinning you in place.

You tried to scream, but wide, white, feathery wings snapped open, blotting the village from view and making everything silent.

You couldn’t hear your heart, or your breathing.

There were no more sounds in the forest, and the soft din of the village was gone.

The world had never before been so completely silent.

You could feel the impact of the ground as you fell back and landed on your ass, but not even the sound of a grunt, or the clatter of your teeth, or the soft rumple of leaves and dust could be heard. The beast shifted, coming down to you and tightening his coils.

Relax.

The word comes into your mind, even though you hadn’t heard it. You can feel your heart begin to calm and you’re able to focus on your surroundings better.

Calm.

You relax more, as the strange emotion washes over you. Now that you’re not gripped by fear you realize that this creature, some sort of winged naga, is very handsome. His face is gentle, if not focused intently on you, and his actions are careful.

As the long coils of his tail nudge and move you lovingly, you become aware that he could’ve snapped you up like lightning if he’d meant to do so. He only stopped you because-

- right. You’d been out at the cave to get away from the village. You were supposed to be sacrificed, but your guard had fallen asleep and you’d made a break for it. If you went back now.

Mine.

His? Was this who you were supposed to be sacrificed to? That didn’t seem right.

The tail coils around your arms, but you barely notice. It’s warm. The night had been cold, but the warmth from this creature was comforting. Once, twice, you hadn’t given it much thought until the tail slipped between your legs, parting them as it lifted you up. The tail was thick like his torso. It was almost like being on the back of a horse as he lifted you easily and brought you closer to his face.

The bumps of the smooth scales are an interesting sensation against your skin, and it pulls you out of your calm enough to take note. There’s a warmth that throbs in your body and you struggle against the scales.

The handsome faced creature leans in closer, wings folding around you both. He reaches out and very lightly brushes his fingers up your neck, tilting your head up with a single finger under your chin. This act pulls your gaze to his and you can feel your mind go fuzzy even as your body throbs harder.

Your lips move, but you’re not sure what words you would say if you could say anything.

Kiss.

You part your lips and nod. There’s no reason to over think anything. You couldn’t escape now even if you had the clarity to do so.

His lips are soft, the kiss is gentle. It’s warm, and a little dry, and it takes a moment for you to realize that his tongue is forked, but he’s already exploring your mouth, a hand at the back of your head holding you close. A soft moan flutters against your ribs and you can feel the tail coiled around you tense in response.

Touch.

Of course, you think. You’re already touching me. I’m surrounded by scales, the ridges are sending shivering pleasure through my skin. Why even ask at this point?

The kiss breaks and he leans back enough to look into your hazy eyes.

Please.

You nod, and the coils fall away from you, only the one between your thighs staying, keeping you at an even level with him. Without prompting you pull the thin whisper of clothing you’d been left with off, tossing it aside before leaning back and placing your hands behind your hips, leaning against his tail, effectively offering yourself up.

Large hands grip your body and with the heavier touch you can feel the rough callouses and scars marred along his skin. In the moonlight you hadn’t noticed them, but now that you can feel them, you notice the criss-crossed lines everywhere. The struggle this creature has stood against must’ve been tremendous.

Rough thumbs roll over your breasts, teasing the sensitive flesh. There’s no sound as you gasp at the touch, no sweet song as your body trembles from the building warmth. When his hand moves down to your thighs you grabb onto the wrist still at your chest, holding on as you look down and watch his hand.

You want him to touch you. Every part of your body is on edge for it, coiled and tense and desperate. You’ve never needed someone to touch you more.

His fingers press against your clit as his lips devour yours again. If not for his power your surprised screech would’ve echoed through the entire village. Your fingers claw at his wrist as his fingers work jolts through your body, fingers slipping further down you slit and pushing into your pussy as his thumb worked against your clit.

More.

More, please, more! You nod your head, whimpering soundlessly. Wet slick against his scales is making you feel them more acutely, and his tail wraps around your body again. This time the scales seem to pet your body, bringing you closer to the edge as he moves you closer to his torso. Wet fingers push into your ass, and your body jolts. The strange sensation is so slicked, so careful, that there’s no pain you can sense.

It feels good, it all feels so good, you don’t care what he does, you just want more. Want him to give you more. You want to sob and cry for him, you want to scream his name for the moon to hear.

“Rosinante.” He says in a soft tenor voice.

The sound barely registers as the wet sounds of his fingers leaving your ass is followed by the heated, tapered tip of his cocks lining up with both your cunt and ass. You’d never lain with anyone before now, and this creature was going to claim you entirely.

The sweet stretch was terrifying and relaxing at the same time. More than you knew how to deal with, overwhelming and seemingly without end. Just before you were certain you couldn’t take anymore, thick knots nested against your body.

His name would reach the moon, either as your final euphoric cry of death, or as the first hot gasping breath heralding many more sweet crescendos afterward.

Either way, you were happy, because you were his.

[talonabraxas]

Vishnu Dreams the Universe Talon Abraxas

Lord Vishnu, the Hindu God of Preservation

Vishnu is regarded as a major god in Hinduism and Indian mythology. He is thought as the preserver of the universe, while two other major Hindu gods, Brahma and Shiva, are considered the creator and destroyer of the universe, respectively. Vishnu is described as being the color of clouds (dark- blue), four-armed, holding a lotus, mace, conch and chakra. In the Bhagavad Gita, Vishnu is also described as having a ‘Cosmic Form’ which is beyond the ordinary limits of human sense perception. As the preserver of the cosmos, Vishnu upholds the universal laws. Unlike Shiva, who often seeks refuge in the forest to meditate, Vishnu constantly participates in worldly affairs, ensuring that all is well.

When order prevails in the universe, Vishnu sleeps on the coils of Sesha (serpent), ruler of the Nagas. As Sesha floats along the cosmic ocean supporting Vishnu, the universe unfolds from Vishnu’s dream. But when there is disorder in the universe, Vishnu either mounts his vehicle, Garuda (eagle), and battles with the forces of chaos, or he sends one of his Avatars (incarnations) to save the world. It is believed that Vishnu would have ten such Avatars, the most popular being Rama and Krishna. The full list of ten Avatars is: the fish Matsya, the turtle Kurma, the boar Varaha, the man-lion Narasimha, the dwarf Vamana, the warrior-priest Parashurama, the prince Rama, the cowherd Krishna, the sage Buddha-Mayamoha, and the one yet to come, the horseman Kalki.

Vishnu is said to use both force and guile to ensure the stability of the universe. His consort Laxmi, Goddess of Wealth and Power, offers him the wherewithal to maintain the integrity of the world. Today, Lord Vishnu is one of the most highly revered deities. His name means “Pervader” and he is the symbol of sustaining goodness. In the epics, the Ramayana and the Mahabharata, he is glorified through the Avatars Rama and Krishna. Vishnu is invoked as the All-Pervading essence of all beings, who supports, sustains and governs the Universe. Lord Vishu symbolizes the strength to persevere and sustain the good in your life. May you have that Vishnu-inspired strength to sustain lasting goodness.

[silence-of-autumn42]

So, Jade Shadows. That quest was...Interesting. I've seen a lot of negativity, and I have to be honest, I disagree with a lot of the issues people have had with the quest. Maybe this is because I wasn't obsessively hanging on to every piece of promotion for this update, but I didn't find it underwhelming, or that it was poorly handled. Did we learn everything about the Stalker? No. And I don't think we were ever going to. But what we got was a key part of why he hates Warframes, specifically, and not necessarily the Tenno as a whole.

Spoilers under the cut

So, the warframe pregnancy. The implication of the quest, to me, is that Jade and Sorren were "low guardians", non-Dax guardians of the Orokin, who had a relationship, which resulted in Jade falling pregnant. This was against the Orokin laws (although it's unclear if it was the pregnancy of a Low Guardian which was illegal, or the relationship which resulted in the pregnancy) and at least Jade was turned into a Warframe, as punishment.

Despite becoming a Warframe, Jade remained pregnant, and eventually ended up taking part in the massacre of the Orokin during the Night of the Naga Drums. Sorren was, at this time, still a Low Guardian, and his life was spared by Jade. At some point, Sorren became the Stalker (I suspect after the Night of the Naga Drums, but that's not confirmed or explicitly denied anywhere, as I'm fairly sure the Hunhow narrated diorama was a figurative memory of the event, rather than literal), and discovered Jade.

Now, we don't know what condition Jade was in when he found her. It's possible she was unconscious, especially if she had an Operator controlling her, like many other warframes, but it's also possible that she became comatose at a later point in time. So, it appears that much of the Stalker's motivations around hunting down the Tenno are intended to protect Jade from being utilised as a weapon by the Tenno, out of a sense of guilt for failing to protect her from becoming a Warframe.

So, what does it mean for a Warframe to be pregnant? We have no clue. This is the first time we know of it having happened, and so there's nothing for us to base this on. That being said, the child appears to have inherited at least some of Jade's warframe abilities, as well as her physical appearance. This suggests that at some point during gestation, the baby became infected with the Helminth strain of Infestation. Will this child grow up? No idea. Will the child be able to move autonomously? Seems so, given they were moving while being held by the Stalker. This is something we'll have to wait and see about.

By the end of it, it seems like Stalker has abandoned Hunhow, and disappeared off into the system with his child. It seems like Hunhow now has no allies, but the Stalker does seem to have taken his advice from the Reapers Lament entries on the website - to cultivate something, to raise something to prosper - his child.

Now, I will admit, the labour minigame was...odd. I don't necessarily have a problem with it, it just wasn't particularly engaging? I think that's the only problem I had with the quest. I don't know what I would have preferred, but I'm sure there was something else that could have been done there.

[rea-grimm]

Are you planning to write part 2 of Naga Law? I really enjoy his adventures with Reader and Bepo. I'm curious how their relationship will blossom.😊🤔

Yeah, I have a few ideas for what they can go through, but I want to connect them, as I'm unsure what they can stumble on. But there will be part 2 but it might take some time.

But until then, there is a quick sketch of Naga Law.

Naga Law Story

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Let’s get to the groups:

The deities are above, consisting of, in order, Salem, Naga, “Creator”, Valen, and Corvid

Salem

pronouns: they/them

Likes: animals, people, Valen, the other deities, Bugs, arachnids, and many other things

dislikes: spicy things, rude people, Lichen, Maria

[talks like this]

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Naga

pronouns: they/it

Likes: snakes, trees, fog, “Creator”, the other deities, sharp objects, and several other things

Dislikes: being criticized, anyone breaking rules/laws of the dead, other people touching their scythe, Maria, Lichen, Neo, and especially Jack.

{<talks like this>}

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“Creator”

pronouns: they/them

likes: Guns, fruity drinks, mice, wolves, the other deities, Maria, and several other things

dislikes: Relin, Lichen, Neo, the narrator, water in general, and bodies of liquid

{talks like this}

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Valen

pronouns: he/they

likes: Salem, swans, swords, protecting the other deities, the other deities (mostly), sharp objects, and various other things

dislikes: Corvid, Maria, threats, worms, and various other things

{{talks like this}}

**** Corvid

pronouns: he/him

likes: Teardrop (@wheredidmybooksgo), birds, kids, and various other things

dislikes: Volen, anyone who flirts with Teardrop, Lichen, and various other things

{~talks like this~}

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