#plant monster x reader

[meancaroline]

Plowed By The Pumpkin King, Juno Delight

Ratings:

GoodReads Rating: 3.28 ⭐️

My Rating: 2.5 ⭐️

Spice: 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Purchasing:

On Kindle Unlimited?: Yes

Kindle E-book: $2.99

Paperback: $4.99

Review:

When Emily goes to Kappa Nu's Fall Fire held at Ramsey Farm, she wants nothing more than to get up close and personal with her crush. But she ends up crushed when she accidentally spots him fucking another girl.

Frustrated, in more ways than one, she makes her way to the farm's pumpkin patch. There, she slips and falls. And Max, the King of the Pumpkin Patch, who has been pining for Emily since last year, finally sees his chance to make a move on his Pumpkin Queen.

I had a lot of questions going into this book. And I found, with the length and the abrupt ending, that very few of them were answered. Specifically, there is an angle regarding the pumpkin-people hating humans. While one could infer why humans were so hated, the book did little to show why the pumpkin-people had the visceral, murderous, reaction they did when they found out about Emily's presence in their world.

And when I say abrupt ending, I mean it. When I came face-to-face with "The End" I couldn't believe that the story was over. Much less that it ended the way it did. I actually went back a few pages to make sure I didn’t miss anything.

Plowed by the Pumpkin King is fine enough. The story has an interesting premise, and if it had delved further into the magic, hate, settings, and people, it really could have shined. But, at the end of day, it is surface level storytelling and has relegated itself to a novelty read only. The story would need a major edit for it to become something reread-able.

Originally posted on Lemon8 11/04/2023

[monstersflashlight]

Tentacle-monster masterlist

This masterlist includes tentcle-monsters and all monsters with tentacle-like appendages including slimes and forest entities with vines.

Long-ish stories

Lake day (tentacle monster x fem!reader)

The tree-hole debacle (forest entity x fem!reader)

[Patreon Commission] Monster-tale (tentacle monster x fem!OC x fem!reader)

[Patreon Commission] After clossing (tentacle monster x orc x warlock fem!reader)

Tentacled (gn!tentacle-monster x fem!reader)

Requests

Plant toy (forest entity x fem!reader) [part 2 of The tree-hole debacle]

Plant-trapped (plant-monster x witch fem!reader)

Good monster (tentacle monster x fem!reader)

Helping-tentacles (tentacle-monster x transmasc!reader)

Underwater court (kraken x fem!siren)

Short Txt/Imagines

Pleasure slime

I do not consent to have any form of reproduction, replication, or translation of my stories without my explicit consent. This includes reposting my stories on other websites, platforms, etc.

[ozzgin]

As the top investor of Monster Hotel, this plant-based businessman is not someone you'd want to upset. You've been warned to be on your best behavior, as your guest is particularly strict and demanding. You listened to the horror tales coming from the other monstrous staff: his constant frown, his no-nonsense attitude, his dissatisfied grunts whenever his request isn't fulfilled fast enough.

Consequently, you were quite surprised to find a laid-back man, smiling and patting his perfectly ironed suit pants for you to have a seat. He pushed a menu in your hands and encouraged you to order anything you'd like. What? No, he doesn't need anything cleaned, and even if he did - he'd have the other employees deal with it, not his precious human.

In a bizarre turn of events, you're being paid to...be pampered. Whenever he visits the hotel, he demands your company, then spoils you with gifts and extravagant outings.

Introducing the new Monster Hotel guest: Plant Daddy! His full character sheet is now out on Patreon, and later this week I'll be posting a comic feature and a NSFW special. :)

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere Plant Monsters

There’s something so sinister about Plant Monsters. Whether it’s those of the carnivorous variety or more of the spiritual protector kind–plant monsters are meant to be feared, and respected. As the most sentient of Mother Nature’s creations, they are nothing to scoff at whether you’re a mere villager or a royal knight set to travel through their territory. Even more so when they have no intentions on harming a hair on your head.

Somehow it’s just expected that the Dryad is going to be troublesome. Maybe in the beginning they were set to kill you but something about you has them holding back their violent instinct to protect the forest. These types are weirdly enough pretty disconnected from the forest. Not that they don’t feel the very seasons within their roots kind of disconnected. The kind of disconnected that allows them to easily abandon their place in the ecosystem–allowed them to become the predator or prey they’d like to be. 

It’s a compelling role for Dryads. Meaning, that Flower Type Dryads are free to leave the forest to follow you into the village. They’ll stand out sure but in the end, they’re free to follow you without restriction. They might annoy you into letting them in with their bright-colored petals and their soft small statures. They could get muscles to woo you but what would be the point when you’re already protecting them as your self-proclaimed fragile flower? You won’t refuse them when they offer to put their piston in your stamen and it doesn’t matter if you have a stamen or not they don’t care. All they care about is that you’ll always be right beside them so that you both can bloom together. Of course, there are plenty of predators that would try to stomp on the blossom of your love but you didn’t think the petals were just meant to look pretty, did you? Mother Nature is a strong believer in letting the most gorgeous of flowers have something to defend themselves with. Whether that’s a fruit they can make, a thorn they can unsheathe, or a small secretion meant to paralyze if consumed, Flower Type Dryads are demure and sweet and believe they deserve a life with you even if it means ending another’s if need be.

As cute and soft as the Flower Type may be, it’d be folly to forget the Carnivorous Type Dryads. Those who prefer not to leave the forest, choose the predator option within the forest. Luring their prey into their clutches to feast on the flesh and blood of whoever was foolish enough to fall into their trap. With their roots deeply into the ground, the carnivorous type isn’t usually one to move, which makes their desire for you all the more agonizing. Having to catch a glimpse of you through the foliage just out of their range is the closest they’ll get to you. There’s no guarantee for them that you’ll stay when they plea for help or that you’ll come to the sweet voice calling out to you. Just out of their range, you may be safe from the reaching vines and barbed arms they are dying to wrap around you. They have to rely on your compassion and wavering skepticism to get you like they want. Such great communicators they may very well be honest with you about not planning to eat you or perhaps they might prefer to threaten you with the lives of passersby on the path your family takes. There’s always a desperate sense of complete abandon to get you to drink their addictive nectar or to take their…seeds and be the perfect extension. There’s no question that without you transporting them in a giant pot they are forced to lure obstacles of their love…or they’ve begun to expand and evolve so that they can devour all who get in their way. Not including you of course! Don’t be scared. They’d hate to have to stick you with their own paralyzing agent. 

Speaking of sticking, the Plant Monsters that are less easy to spot because they are small or almost as human-like as you are the Faes and Fairies. Faes are only as different as they want you to see; masters of illusion and trickery all they need is your name before they can truly have all of you. They get close to you, hinging on the allure of the forest and fauna to be a mysterious traveler bound to be more. They don’t mind if you’re steadfast about not sharing your name they’re just happy to lend their magic to make you smile. To make you swoon because they’re conveniently everything you can hope for in a person of interest. Agreeing with all the topics you spoke about in confidence to your animal companion, they’re just so perfect! They don’t even mind that you won’t tell them your name they’re more than happy to keep calling you  Celtic nicknames of endearment. And they figure if you won’t give them your name they’ll give you theirs so that your souls are bound together for all eternity. They are ancient beings full of wisdom, and sage thoughts that will allow them to chain you to them lovingly aid you in whatever you hope to do in life. Not to forget the centuries devoted to weaponry and building immunity to various medical ailments, which will come in handy when they have to defend their dearest love! The Fae, though madly in love with you, is far beyond your comprehension and somehow is intertwined with the forest. You will never fully grasp how deep their connection is even when you are bound to their side for the rest of your newly immortal life.

Another with a mystifying connection to the forest is Fairies. Similar to their cousins they are known for their love for mischief and trickery. But instead of goading you for your name they’ll invite you into a fairy circle. Mythically crafted dimension full of partying and endless fun; all you have to do is eat the food and the deed is done. Everyone can never tell exactly what happens after you’ve eaten their delicacies. Some say you become a hypnotized servant, others claim you’ll be trapped within their circle for the rest of your days. Even if you befriend the flittering fiend, they’d never tell! Giggling behind their little hands and their round cheeks as they enjoy your puzzled expression. If you are wise enough not to fall into the circle a fairy won’t be deterred, more than willing to deploy an arsenal of different tactics to get your affections. Whether they rely on their charisma or the destitute life you live—a devoted fairy will not give up. Shrinking, tripping, cursing, inflicting all sorts of harrowing spells to leave you weak in the knees and perfect for the taking. Unlike their human-disguising cousins, they won’t bother to lie about their actions, proudly puffing their chest as you cry over a forward companion. The Fairy isn’t afraid to laugh as your words slur after eating a treat they’d made for you. They don’t even think for once that there’s such a thing as right or wrong, considering this is their nature. It’s right because they're doing it and it’s useless to protest with a silly notion of logic.

While Fairies may be devoid of logic the Druid is not. Likely a human or elf or even a misplaced ogre. They are truly the connection between humans and Mother Nature it’s a beautiful bond, a sacred pact that outshines everything in their life. Everything except you that is. They may worry that your presence would compromise this relationship with Nature because you consumed them. Eating away at the sanity they had left to think only of you. Even more frightening they’ve already used their power to strangle someone that dared to compliment you. It’s getting worse. The Druid knows it’s madness–their need to protect overreaching inexplicably past normal boundaries. They can’t see parallels in the mating lives of animals, no (pure) example crafted by Mother Nature does what they do. But they reason that Mother Nature in some roundabout way must approve, for they replay how you regarded them with such affection when they first met you. Not when they first joined your troupe at the guild but when they transformed into a helpless feline that was hesitant of your touch. Suddenly they are leaning into the marvelous sensation of your compassionate pets. The Druid, despite being the liaison of Nature and intelligence are helpless in the wake of their feelings for you. 

I guess the most sinister thing about Yandere Plant-Related Creatures is that there’s something inherently right in whatever they decide to do. After all for as long as humanity has existed and even long before that nature and animals have thrived following only the bare instincts they’re born with. And what part of that doesn’t include doing whatever it takes to get what they want?

[monster-mash-m]

Plant monster boyfriend- hear me out-

Mdni

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He’s just such a sweet guy, you met him at a garden center, at first you just thought he was a unique person. His skin was slightky tinged green, his what you thought brown eyes tended to glow a golden hue. He was great with plants and seemed to cringe whenever you made him a salad. But it was a good life… well until you moved in together. That’s when he started to look less human. His eyes at home tended to lose all brown tones, his teeth somehow looked more sharpened, his back sprouted vine like tentacles- what? Vine like tentacles?!

Of course you confronted him, you felt betrayed, a little scared and confused- but…. You definitely weren’t disappointed. No, maybe your boyfriend turning out to be a monster was a blessing in disguise.

Especially when it’s spring. He’s acting rather quiet today. His usual soft and sweet face, concentrated and almost- restrained. Every little touch has him jumping out of his skin and blushing. Small pink flowers sprout along his skin, why is he so stubborn to let you near him-? Oh. What’s that sweet smell? Turns out spring is his species mating season and to attract mates an aphrodisiac pollen flows from their flowers. Oh dear now the poor thing is rutting against you while cuddling.

He’s taking in your scent and looking at you with those soft doe eyes you’ve grown to love. Why were you so stubborn, now you’re both horny and both unsure if you should make a move. Though his restraint might not last as long as he hopes to…

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I- think I may make a proper smutty fic of this lil big guy

[kabr0ztrousers]

Kabr0z Writes Episode 19: Four Seasons Landscaping

Find the rest of the Kabr0z Writes anthology here!

CWs: dubcon; noncon; tentacles; cumflation; plant-fucking; creampie;

A/N: Apologies if this one feels rushed. It is. Today's been remarkably busy for a Sunday so I bashed this one out quick. I left the CWs on for dubcon and noncon because fem!reader isn't into it at first, even if she gets into it pretty fast. Read at your own discretion, but this is much nicer than yesterday's

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Another day, another job. You checked your docket, this sure was the address. You sighed heavily, was this another case of them giving the only woman at the firm the shitty job again, or did someone seriously see the half acre of bramble and overgrown hedges and call it "light weeding"

You may never know

First off was the perimeter hedge, where it overhung the street. Your trimmers made short work of the overhang, even if you did need the long ladder to get to the top of them. Whoever owned this plot really liked their privacy to have planted ten-foot hedges around the entire property line. You weren't sure how the neighbours felt about it, but you're only being paid for the street-side so you couldn't care less.

At least the pavement was clear now, and working inside such a private plot really limits how much randos from the street can catcall you. That's one plus, at least.

The docket specified no weedkillers, so you can't just put on a rubber suit and salt the earth with glyphosate and a cocktail of other chemicals adorned with fun-looking warning triangles. You pulled on your overalls and stocked your toolbelt with an array of trowels, secateurs, shears, forks, strimmer wire, a trusty multitool, and a pair of heavier gloves, just in case. Armed with the tools of your profession, girded in denim dungarees, safety specs, and ear defenders, you started your mechanised assault on the wilderness.

You cut your path into the tangle of weeds and vines. Foliage piled high upon itself on wither side of you as you hacked inwards. You wondered if a machete would be a better tool when you remembered: you actually have one in the van! You'd been given it as a joke when you started, but a quirk of the law let you keep it around so it lived in a cubby in the centre console. You turned to make your way back.

Your path had closed behind you. The piles of plant matter leaning on each other and blocking your way. You shrugged and revved your strimmer. Cutting out should be as easy as cutting in.

In theory.

As soon as the wire hit the brambles, it snarled up. You heard the engine struggle, then stall entirely. Damn. You couldn't pull the machine free. The secateurs came out, and you leant down to cut it out.

Big mistake.

You hadn't noticed the vines that had wrapped themselves around your ankles when you turned, and tripped, falling into a bank of thorny vines. You felt the brambles piercing your gloves and long sleeves. Your hands wouldn't pull free. Your legs were rooted to the ground. You struggled against your bonds, thorns biting deeper with every movement.

You start to panic.

Plants don't act like this.

Plants don't do this.

You felt the briars start to pull at your ankles. Plant's definitely don't do this. You called out as you watched the entrance recede from you as you were hauled over the cutting barbs, deeper into the tangle.

Nobody came.

The vines were pulling you on, you could tell you were going downhill, though the plot should be level. A sinkhole perhaps? It didn't matter, down you went. You craned your neck to look behind you. Trying to get a glimpse of where you were going. That's when you saw it.

A flower. Huge and angry pink. You were going straight towards it.

You felt the petals close around your waist. Your hands were free now, but you couldn't wriggle them between your flesh and the opening of the plant. Each ankle was being pulled a different direction, holding you spreadeagled within the plant. You felt something strange within the flower, like your clothes being moved around on you. Something was... rubbing your legs? For some reason your skin felt wet

Wait

Those overalls were waxed. Waterproof. Nothing should be getting on your skin unless... Oh shit.

Your clothes are being digested. The plant must be carnivorous, which made sense, why else would it have vines that drag you into it? It didn't hurt though, which was strange. Whatever the plant was using to so rapidly eat away at your clothing didn't seem to damage your skin, or even sting when it hit the scratches the vines were still leaving on you.

Something pushed up what was left of your trouser leg, tearing the weakened material away from you, leaving you almost completely bare inside the bell of the plant. Next came your underwear, the thin cotton didn't offer any resistance to the digestive juices daubed on it. Now those same tendrils were painting your bare crotch. You felt your cheeks flush with arousal, this plant felt pretty good. The tendrils kept going, lubricating you and running between the lips of your cunt, as though a lover tenderly licking you up and down.

Every stroke caught your clit, your hole, your ass, first one way, then the other. Your breathing was getting heavier as the rubbing edged you closer and closer. Your hands strayed to your tits, cupping and squeezing as you rolled your head back, delighting in the sensations until you reached your peak, crying out as your release simmered over you.

Another tendril was pressing against you now. This one was moving with more purpose, pressing against your pussy until it entered your well-lubricated hole. You whined as it filled you, anticipating another orgasm as it started to thrust in and out, worming around and stretching you out. The insistent thrusting and continued attentions on your clit drove you to another screaming finish before you felt a hot, thick liquid filling you up. More and more it pumped into you, your womb ached with the amount and you could feel your belly bloating, growing large and round with the sheer volume of the stuff.

As quickly as it began, it pulled away. The vines loosened from your ankles and the flower released you, leaving you to cut away the last tangled pieces of vine from you and start the slow climb out, leaking a thick golden sap from your cunt as you dragged yourself uphill.

It took you over an hour to get back up to your strimmer, which you cut out and dragged behind you as you wobbled back into the van. By some miracle, your toolbelt was still largely unharmed, and everything that was on it before was still there. Along with, tucked into one of the thick, heavy-duty gloves, the end of a vine.

You're no botanist, but you know how to propagate a plant.

[sultrydxrling]

PLANT PEOPLE/FREE USE SOCIETY/X/AFAB! READER <3

(FORCED-INTOX/TENTICAL-VINE/FREEUSE/BDSM/APHRODISIAC/SEX-SLAVE/MANIPULATION/(VIEWS HUMANS AS A LOWER SPECIESE)

(full version)

You regained consciousness, dangling mid-air. You were suspended by what looked like green rope that squeezed you uncomfortably.

The green creature in front of you stopped as he felt you love and drop you, though keeping a hold of your wrists.

You fell to your knees amongst the dirt and leaves, struggling to get to your feet.

It studdied you and pulled you youghly behind itself. The creature made you walk through the forest barefoot and naked; your limbs tightly bound together by green, vine-like tentacles.

The leaves and twigs around and beneath you bore small cuts and scrapes across your sensitive skin. The creature didn't seem to care for the first hour or so, but he must've grown sick of your whimpers because when he extended his hand to the path's sides, the plants around you moved away from the two of you.

It stopped in a clearing and stepped through the vein carefully, then used its vines to carry you in behind him. You were placed back on the ground, but a small vine slipped around your neck and squeezed tightly.

It let go of every other limb and led you through a small archway of trees.

You could see sunlight up ahead and small, white buildings. They looked almost paper-mache-textured, so you assumed they were mud or clay buildings.

Many other plant creatures wandered through a townlike area. Small stone walkways between buildings were visible, and the closer you looked, you began to see naked humans, like yourself, walking alongside them.

the creature leading you seemed to hold you up, fixing your poor posture as it showed you off to the others. Soon, two other, what looked like males smiled smugly at the plant man.

"Look who finally got a pet - pathetic. The only good thing about it is they're cute -"

"Kill yourself."

It muttered under its breath to the other. They continued to harass the smaller creature, calling it names and making fun of it for being weak and a late bloomer.

They even pushed it around between themselves some before deciding he was no longer entertaining enough. The creature adjusted how it was carrying itself to what it felt was cool and collected.

It led you up and across various paths that laced hills and valleys to the outskirts of the village where he lived. Its hut was a little tattered, and the walls were too thin, almost letting the breeze sift through the cracks.

It carelessly tossed you onto the bed, and you were unable to move as adreniline pumped through your arms. You wanted to run and get away from that place.

But you weren't sure just how dangerous they were. The creature muttered things to itself.

"I'm not pathetic. Humans are."

It wheeled on you and slapped you, causing you to whimper and fall back on the soft moss cushion beneath you. Your eye and cheek stung with the ringing pain.

"Stupid- pathetic holes, that scream in ungreatful anguish even when kept fed and comfortable."

It's eyes darkened as memories likley apeared before them. Had It done this before? Or possibly seen it.

It took a deep breath and walked into what was supposed to be a kitchen area, a running water pipe with a bowl beneath. He picked up a fruit from a wooden bowl on the counter and washed it. then, It sliced the fruit in half and offered it to you.

You didn't know what it was, but it resembled a dragon fruit. You had seen the fruit cut it open, so you trusted it enough to soothe the aching in your stomach and thirst, quenching the walls of your throat.

You sank your teeth deeply into the meat of the fruit and sighed softly at the quick relief of your thirst. The creature watched you and raised an eyebrow.

"You're quite hungry, aren't you?"

You didn't answer. Of course you were - it'd dragged you through miles of forest.

"Nothing to say? Usually, the humans we collect scream and thrash. Why are you so calm?"

You hadn't figured that out yourself, and you wanted to say that it was because you felt frightened. Regardless of circumstances, this species was clean and lived in a very beautiful area.

It's green, velvety skin shone in the light. From where you were, looking closely, the skin was textured similarly to the stem of a weed or flower. The small, soft, white hairs standing out against the dark green.

"What are you looking at? Do you miss me pushing you around already?"

It practically spat these words and approached you slowly.

"I can change that.~"______

The creature laughed hysterically as he walked toward you, picking you up by your neck, and squeezed tightly.

"They call me pathetic, but look at you. Gasping and wriggling in my grip. Humans disgust me - the only thing you're good for is the occasional entertainment."

One of its strong, thick vines swiped through the air, connecting with your cheek. The sting jolted through your cheek and pulsed next to your eye. the strike caused you to let out a yelp as your eyes welled.

You couldn't understand where all of this anger was coming from, but this was far less puzzling than the slick between your thighs.

(Pronounced Klad-ack/ch)

"Cladach is too small -"

It muttered bitterly as you were thrown onto the bed with an iron grip face first. You scrambled to stand, but a velvety vine wrapped itself around your neck and another around your waste, forcing you down and holding you still.

"Who would even look at such a wretched Dryad like him!?-"

The creature grabbed a handful of your hair and plunged - his? length into you. You hadn't seen him undress or ready himself, though you were stuck on his name, letting it melt into the back of your mouth. So much so that it was almost impossible not to call out to him as he filled you.

You could feel the veins of his shaft massaging your tensed insides, groaning softly. you tried to pretend they were cries of anguish and discomfort, but you couldn't fool yourself- Not that Cladach was paying you much mind.

"Gods, they were right about one thing. You were a very good pick. Your holes are so tight.."

His voice was still gruff, but more mellow than the outwardly bitter words he was spitting just seconds ago. You tried to hide the arousal on your face in the fluffy moss pillow beneath your face. You cried out desperately, not having realized your body betrayed you.

The slick poured down your legs and against his length, as he trusted; and you pushed your hips back into him, aching to feel him slam into your cervix.

The vine around your neck clenched tighter, constricting the blood flow to your brain just enough to push pins and needles into your fingertips and your hand.

"If I didn't know any better..."

The creature grunted.

The vine pushed your head back, forcing you to look up and back at him. You tried to avert your eyes, embarrassed by the state this left you in.

"I'd say you were very thoroughly enjoying this, pet."

He pushed his hips into you rougher and faster, forcing you to look at him. You moaned loudly as his tip threatened to dig its way into your guts.

You tried to choke out protests, failing miserably as your eyes rolled back into your skull.

"You are.. Well, well. You were already broken in before I found you. You've been waiting for this, haven't you?"

You shook your head as much as you could with your movement restrained, and he laughed as he forced your face down into the pillow.

"No need to be embarrassed, my pet. Some humans are bred for this."

The thoughts spun in your mind. You couldn't be bred for this. Not this. But the deeper you thought, the more appealing this sounded. No job, no responsibilities, free food, and housing all compelled you to think better of trying to escape.

the harder he pumped, the more the small voice in the back of your head cooed to you,

"I should stay..."

"He feels so good"

"I could have this every day.."

You could feel Cladach's thick cock throbbing against your walls, he was getting close. You hated to let the motion cross your mind that you were close to orgasm as well, pushing the feeling away.

"If your pussy keeps squeezing me like that I might have to take you to get some fun toys..."

You didn't hear him over the sound of your heart beating in your ears as you tipped over the edge of pleasure, squirting harshly against his length and the moss beneath you.

As he finished, the creature groaned, and his vines gripped your hips as tightly as they could squeeze, causing you to gasp softly.

Thick, warm sap flooded your guts, spilling out over his length and down your thighs. Cladach pulled out of you and used his vines to rotate your body to face him, though releasing the highness of his grip slightly.

He presented himself to you and pushed his pointed tip to your lips.

A light ombre red at the flare, and the darker green lines of his veins could be seen beneath the skin.

"Come on. Clean me up, pet."

You looked up at him hesitantly and he grabbed the back if your head, then pushed himself harder against your lips.

"Now."

Your lips parted for Cladach, your tongue coming into contact with the flat of his tip first. The bitterness of the sap caught you off guard, but he didn't allow you to move back at all.

"You'll get used to the taste. Keep going."

A look of soft distance crossed your face as you took the head into your mouth, running your tongue begrudgingly over the hole. The deeper into your mouth he plunged however, the more texture you could feel on your tongue from his shaft.

The bumps and groves of his veins pushed against your tongue with a beating rythm that enslaved your senses.

He moaned softly as he gently fucked your mouth, holding the back of your head for support as he pumped his hips.

"Gods, that's so good.. keep going, pet."

He praised you, and it made you smile around him. You felt warmth behind your eyes, and a fog pushed over your mind.

You loved this and needed more, pushing your head forward excitedly to take as much of him as you could.

He laughed a little and ran hisnhingers through your hair.

"I forgot to mention.. my sap is an aphrodisiac.."

He but his lip softly and leaned his head back as you took him deeper into your throat.

His vines slipped around your neck and squeezed softly as he looked down at you; though you weren't paying much attention.

Your mind was fogged over by the aphrodisiac, your pussy by now was sopping wet and leaking over your thighs.

The vines pulled you against him, using them as leverage to thrust. His pleasured sounds drove your hand between your legs, gently rubbing over your clit with your fingers.

He looked down at you and smiled mockingly,

"Oh yeah? Here, let me help..."

He grew another vine and plunged it deeply into you, curling the end to make it a little more comfortable.

A thinner vine sprouted from that one and gently wrapped around and massaged your clit.

You moaned softly against his length, choking a little as he abused your esophagus.

"God, I'm close. Keep that up, pet."

His breath hitched softly as he throbbed in your mouth, then he pushed himself balls deep, riding out his orgasm against your tongue as his hit sap flooded thiur esophagus.

You coughed and sputtered, only lightly struggling through your Brian fog to no avail.

He pulled himself out of your throat and laid back on the mossy bed.

"That was so good.."

You were still trying to swallow and whipe the bitterness off of your lips, your vision slightly blurry.

"Wh- mm-"

You couldn't even speak. The words wouldn't form past the beginning of letters or soft sounds of protest. You were aching to be held and still dripping, not having been helped to finish.

Cladach sat up and smiled, holding your face in his fingers.

"You're so pretty all dayzed and tired out -"

You tried to fight away from his grasp, only slightly succeeding before his fingers sank into your cheeks.

"Ah- ah- ah," He tutted mockingly down at you.

"Don't worry about your little..."

He reached down with his free hand and pressed his fingers against your hole.

"Problem. We'll finish you up later."

You let out a soft whine of protest, and he laughed.

"Look at you. Already well trained and all I had to do was give you a taste of mindlessness. You don't want independence. You humans are given a false sense of independence from birth. This is your true mission -"

He smiled and kissed your forehead, his vines gently running over your body softly, almost as if they were nudging you like a friendly cat.

"- to serve a higher species. Well, behold. I am finally here to guide you down your proper path."

You crawled toward his lap, gently resting your head on his thigh, being sure to avoid the messy portion of his velvety, green skin.

Cladach stroked your hair and scratched gently at your scalp.

"Awe.. you're already so devoted, aren't you my pet?"

You tried to nod, managing to lift your head only for a moment before it fell back onto his thigh. You were thoroughly embarrassed, trying to convince yourself it was only the aphrodisiac.

You rested your head on the soft moss. The smell of greenery filled your nose as you were lulled into a comfortable sleep.

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When you awoke, you had been cleaned up and covered with a thinner moss blanket. You were still unclothed, as you could still feel the moss against your hair skin. The softness was comforting comparatively to the events you were hoping you'd dreamed.

You sat up to look around, a loose thing was against your throat and dangling over your chest.

A wooden collar and a thickly woven vine chain was holding you against the wall, though with some slack for you t9 sleep more or less comfortably.

"I'm very glad to see you awake."

Cladach mentioned casually as he cut up more pieces of the strange fruit he'd fed you earlier. You sneered at it.

"Oh, don't look at me like that. I know your hungry."

And as if on cue, your stomach clenched painfully.

"You don't have to eat it all at once. As long as you eat at least one Dhulon."

(D(h)oo-lun)

(soft H as when used in 'whip' )

"One what? Is that the name of that.. drug fruit?"

He laughed softly.

"The Dhulon is a relaxant. It's not meant to cause harm. Only meant to calm. If you and everyone stay calm, there are fewer issues amongst the species. You and I will be eating the same thing."

He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

"If you wish to consume them in smaller amounts, as I've said. That is something you may do. But you must have one slice for every hour."

You scoffed. You do remember the sweetness of the fruit and decided eating smaller amounts would suffice in keeping you from being too vulnerable.

He handed you the open half of the fruit, cut into 8 slices for you to scoop, or press out from the bottom of the skin to enjoy.

You hesitantly folded the skin down and inside out enough to pop a slice into your mouth.

You carefully ate two, then set it to the side.

"Will that be all then?"

You stayed quiet.

"Very well then."

He took the other half and stored it in an empty space that was dug into the ground. You'd seen people back home do simpler things to keep things cold.

You remembered if your family had dug a wide enough hole, put a cooler in it, and covered it with dirt, that it would stay at least some semblance of cool.

"This is where I keep the fruit to.prevent it from rot- you see-"

"I know how it works." You cut him off.

He scoffed, and a familiar sting spread through your cheek and to the rest of your face. You were slapped by one over his vines and had fallen into the wall a little.

"Do not disrespect me so, pet. Be happy you're alive."

You scoffed and tried to play off the immidiate arousal.

Cladach rolled his eyes and walked out of the open, mud made home. He was clearly fuming as he mumbled quiet obscenities to himself.

You smirked to yourself as you wondered just HOW irritated you could make him untill he snapped.

I'm writing another one lmk if you want to be tagged. Im also taking segestions.(partial rewrite with better lore and better dianamics

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[obsessivevoidkitten]

Sweetest Nectar

Yandere Sundew Plant Man x Gender Neutral Luna Moth Fae Reader CW: Noncon, no pain, drugging, aphrodisiac nectar, lured in, bondage, reader done gets violated by the tentacles, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, reader rides that dick like a cowboy, making out, french kissing, general yandere behavior, seed oviposition Word Count: 1.4k (Comm I got late last night. Wrote half before 5am this morning and the rest tonight. The name Lasio comes from the sundew subgenus Lasiocephala. Hope you all enjoy <3)

The only sound you could hear was that of the wind as it whooshed by while you fluttered without a care in the world through the purple sky. Partly cloudy, a nice breeze, no bothersome humans in this realm at all. A lovely summer evening in the realm of the fairies.

You were a luna moth type fairy. Your large pale jade wings and antenna serving as a dead give away. Not that it mattered when you were away from the land of the humans. When you were on Earth you could easily disguise yourself though, so it was never a problem. But here you were totally free to be as nature intended.

You flitted between the great flowers, many as great as trees, collecting various types of nectar to feed on later. You went at this task for a couple hours before deciding to feed on your spoils in a nice clearing near the crystal creek.

After a nice day fluttering all about it was nice to sit down and begin to relax. You sipped from one of your many vials of nectar and enjoyed the birdsong all around you. It was so peaceful here. A true paradise. You tried to spend as much time as possible here, avoiding the human world as much as possible.

With a heavy sigh you willed yourself up and readied yourself to collect more nectar and maybe some pollen for tomorrow. It took much to sustain you. It seemed you were in luck. As the wind shifted, before you even took to the sky, you caught the alluring scent of nectar.

It was the most alluring floral scent you had ever experienced, there was probably quite a lot of fresh high quality nectar. Your antennae were twitching like crazy and even though you had just had a snack you had to wipe away drool from your mouth because you were salivating so intensely.

You leapt up and began flying towards the wondrous aroma at once.

It didn’t take long for you to find it. A long vine with lovely red globules of nectar. You tried to collect one but found that they were quite a bit sticky. Terrifyingly sticky… no matter what you did you couldn’t get free. What’s more you found yourself wrapped in the vine the more you struggled.

Soon you found yourself covered in the sticky goop, its heady aroma practically drowning you. Your head grew dizzy as a heat pooled in your crotch.

Just what was this stuff?

You were stuck for a while longer and found yourself actually grinding into the sticky vine that held you, you knew you should be trying to think of a way to escape… but you were so horny… you needed to cum so bad. It was all you could think about. Your antenna vibrated with agitation at your inability to get yourself off in your current predicament, with your hands held uselessly at your sides.

Once you started to cry it became evident just what mess you had found yourself in exactly.

A man stepped out of the brush. A plant man with long sticky tentacles sprouting from his head and another mass of them branching out from his tail. They were green at the base, transitioned into a lemon yellow, and were tipped with the red globules you found yourself ensnared in.

Due to your drug-like effects of the sap you had been coated in you did not even realize the danger that you were in.

“Ah~ Pl-please help! I need help. Stuck.” You kept fidgeting. You needed to touch yourself so badly!! You couldn’t even put together that this man standing before you was the one who had trapped you in the first place.

“Of course cutie! I’m your new boyfriend, Lasio. And I wouldn’t be a very good boyfriend if I didn’t help you out~”

You did not even question what he had said, you were just too needy by that point.

At Lasio’s whim the sticky nectar became slick and slippery, but before you could get your hands to your aching crotch the vines of his tail wrapped around you tightly and drew you closer. You whimpered due to being denied the use of your hands but it quickly turned into a moan as the tip of one of the vines dipped into your pants and rubbed you thoroughly.

It pressed and massaged your entrance and you cried and begged for more. He was inclined to oblige you. The slippery appendage slid into deeply, coating your insides with the potent fluid that had already made you lose control.

You writhed and squirmed in pure sexual bliss, more stimulated than before.

But Lasio didn’t stop there, he brought your squirming form close and stilled you with a touch, his hands holding your head steady as he kissed you deeply. His tongue slipped past your lips and caressed your tongue before exploring your mouth. It was dripping with the same sweet substance that had covered your body and been deposited into your hole.

You sucked at it eagerly as you moaned softly. You absolutely couldn’t get enough.

When Lasio withdrew his tentacle like vine from you you were ready to cry in protest. It left you so empty and hollow. So needy to be filled up. Then you saw why he had removed himself from you. His cock was fully erect. It was bright yellow with a sweet looking bead of amber nectar dribbling out.

There was nothing you wanted more in this world than to be plowed by your brand new boyfriend. And there was nothing in the world that Lasio wanted more than to sink his cock into you and fill you with his seeds.

Lasio sat down on a soft patch of grass. He grabbed you gently with one of his tails and guided you over to him then pulled you down into his lap.

You understood what he needed and sat down on his cock, your well lubed hole taking him just as perfectly as his cock filled that void in you. You steadied yourself with your hands on his muscular green pecs. Your antenna twitched and lightly touched him as he grabbed your hips in his strong hands.

The sensation was indescribable as you moved yourself up and down on his prick, riding him and doing most of the work in your desperation for release. With a dazed and far away look you stared at him but you weren’t really paying much attention to anything other than the physical sensation of impaling yourself on his dick.

Lasio pulled you close and nipped at your lip gently then pressed his lips against your passionately. Reveling in the feel of your soft lips against his had him almost as intoxicated as you were.

You rode his cock until you were simply too spent to keep moving. You had already cum several mind shattering times by that point but even in your exhaustion you were no less desperate to continue making love with your wonderful partner.

“You’ve done so well for me, let me take over now my sweet moth.”

Lasio, priding himself on being the very best boyfriend ever, would never deprive you of your needs. He grasped your ass firmly and thrust into you over and over. You melted into his chest, body pressed against his with your face nestled comfortably into his neck as he thrust into you. This entire time he hadn’t yet came but he was getting close, his movements gradually became fast and sloppy as he chased his own release.

He grunted and his spasming cock flooded you with more than just semen but also many small literal seeds. The feeling of his dick twitching inside you made you squeal before going limp against him. Finally you felt sated as you wrapped your arms around Lasio and kissed him lovingly.

“Mmm, I bet you’ll grow my seeds just as well as you took my cock~”

Of course you would! You’d happily bear your lover’s children. As many as he needed you to! For once an insectoid fae had tasted of the sundew man’s nectar and then got themselves seeded by him their love for one another would be eternal.

[thatmonsterfuckerguy]

Male Pumpkin Head Scarecrow x FTM reader

Warnings: Plant-like scarecrow, lots of pumpkin-like cum with pumpkin seeds (no, you don't get pregnant, they're pumpkin seeds), rough fucking, vine bondage

It was a cool fall evening. You absolutely loved the season. The smell, the colours, the temperature, you could go on. You were situated on the countryside where lots of corn grew. In fact, there was a cornfield nearby you liked to go to to read during the evenings. You were on your way there now with a towel and a good book. You found your little spot where the corn parted a bit and set yourself up. You read until the sun began to set.

As the end of the day was nearing, you had gotten to a particularly smutty part of the book you were reading. You looked around and listened. You were completely alone. You felt a cheeky tingle go up your spine as the thought crossed your mind. You began to slowly reach down and into your pants as you read. You began to masturbate.

Unbeknownst to you, you weren't in fact alone in the cornfield. Not too far from you was a pumpkin headed scarecrow. Every evening, the scarecrow would come down from his perch and wander the field to entertain himself after a long day of not doing much.

It wasn't too long before he found you. He curiously and cautiously watched you. He thought it was curious how you appeared male like him, but had something completely different between your legs. Something he'd never seen before. It was attractive to him nonetheless and he just accepted that that sort of thing was possible.

He reached down, watching you, as he too began to play with what was in between his legs. It was a large, phallic thing that looked very plant-like. It twitched every time you made a small, involuntary sound. The scarecrow's breath hitched. He accidentally let out a small moan which caught your attention.

You looked up at him and you both froze in place. The scarecrow's heart dropped, but he also felt some pleasure from being discovered. You studied him and looked down at his cock. You were way too horny to be afraid, especially with a nice cock like that right in front of you. You didn't question how this was even possible, you figured you'd do that later. For now, you took off your pants and underwear, turned around and spread your front hole for the scarecrow. You gestured for him to come closer. The scarecrow hesitated. Then he slowly crawled over to you. He put his hands on your hips. He was surprisingly soft and plant-like for a scarecrow, but still colder than your average human person.

You felt him twitch against your entrance as he panted. He became shaky. He let himself slide inside without thinking. He clearly wasn't aware of the fact that you needed to adjust to him. It hurt and you winced and groaned, but it hurt in a good way. The scarecrow let out a lengthy moan as his length went inside you. He moaned as he twitched inside you, not moving. It was definitely his first time. You rocked your hips back and forth to show him what he needed to do. He let out surprised moans as you slid up and down his length and was confused when you stopped. You gave him an expectant look. He suddenly understood and began fucking you properly. He gripped your hips tightly and guided you up and down his length as he fucked into you. You couldn't really suppress your moans anymore and neither could he.

Suddenly, vines uprooted from the ground and coiled around your wrists and ankles to keep you steady. You were concerned at first, but when you saw your fuck buddy wasn't reacting, you put two and two together and realized it was probably his doing. You loved it. You leaned into him more to make him go deeper. The scarecrow coiled his arms around you, hugging your back as he fucked you faster. You both moaned louder in response. More vines began to coil around you, up your arms and legs and around your body.

You tried to break free to at least reach your t-dick to no avail. Luckily, the scarecrow noticed what you trying to do and felt around for what you were trying to reach. Once he touched your t-dick, you cried out, giving him his answer. He rubbed it a bit as he fucked you until the vines spread to it and began stroking it and coiling around it for you, giving you an amazing sensation.

Your increased display of arousal was driving the scarecrow mad. He fucked into you even harder and faster, desperate. The vines made sure to never stop moving on and around your t-dick for as long as they were on you.

The rest of the vines ran over your body, excitedly searching for more erogenous zones to stimulate. Whenever they found one, they didn't leave the spot alone. You were in and out of feeling overstimulated, but never long enough for it to bother you. Your body quivered as an orgasm began to build up. It didn't go unnoticed. The scarecrow quickened his pace for you again and the vines followed suit. Ecstasy coursed through your body as the scarecrow unleashed an abnormally large gush of cum into you with what felt like pumpkin seeds in it.

As the scarecrow came down from his orgasm, the vines let go of you and retreated back into the ground. The scarecrow pulled out of you and you examined the scene as he caught his breath. Yeah, there were pumpkin seeds in his cum. His cum was a gooey orange colour. It looked like a mixture of pumpkin juice and cum with seeds. You turned your attention back to the scarecrow and got close to him again. He silently watched you. You pulled him into a cuddle session and he returned the affection tenfold. You spent the whole night together.

From then on, you kept coming back to him throughout the season to spend time together. You also found out he could write and sign and that his name was Stitches. As the season was coming to an end, you began to worry. You decided you'd visit the farmer who owned him and ask to buy him. Surely the farmer didn't know his scarecrow was alive right? You didn't want to risk it and sound crazy, so you acted as though he was a regular scarecrow.

You came up to the farmer's door nervously and asked. The farmer looked at you deadpanned and said,

"So you're the one who's been fucking my scarecrow?" You were stunned, you didn't know what to say. The farmer admitted that he knew the scarecrow was alive and that the scarecrow often expressed how fond he was of you through writing and sign language. The farmer said you could keep the scarecrow for free if you swore not to tell a soul he was sentient. The farmer expressed that he didn't want to be investigated by any secret services. He also admitted he was a mage. You agreed to keep his secrets and soon, your new scarecrow boyfriend/fuck buddy (depending on whether you're arospec or not) moved in with you.

[thegrimreaper-probably]

Feed me

Gravity Falls x monster reader (plant)

Headcanon/drabble

Ford originally found you when he first came to town

He was walking around the town, when he noticed you.

Bought you right away, I mean definitely isn’t a plant person but something told him he needed that plant

You “died” after a week of him trying everything to keep you alive. While he was distracted by Bill, he cut his hand.

To which you drunk and brightened up. (You now have a taste for his blood and will scream/play dead till he gives in and lets you have some from his hand)

When he writes in his journal he definitely mumbles, which you picked up, and rather fast you learned how to talk

Scared the shit out of him (Bill saw the whole thing and thought it was hilarious)

Your first words were “Feed me.”

Bill laughed, Ford was confused/amazed

FiddleFord is scared of you and refuses to be near you.

You have tried to eat him, to which Ford put you in a ‘time out’ (he moved your pot out of the sun, with you facing a corner)

Bill placed you back and now randomly teleports you near FiddleFord

Once the whole portal opening happened you were left with Stan

Which is when he fed you twice more to get you big, in his eyes a giant plant monster = money

Learned the hard way why you were on a strict diet (you ate a person and a small yappy white dog)

You’re moved from the mystery shack to the living room

Once Dipper and Mabel come around you are then placed in the shed, he was not risking you eating those two

You loved the shed, plenty of small rodents to eat

Once Bill is summoned again he takes you.

Why? He still butt hurt about sixer (it’s either one of those situations where the ex takes the pet or he secretly thinks of you as his and Ford’s kid. Custody battle)

Stan freaks out because he just goes to the shed to feed you and you’re gone.

Bill gets rid of your diet, you are strictly feed humans, henchmen, and time agents (only the finest)

When Ford comes back, finds out about you missing he beats Stan up again

Once weirdmageddon happens you are then placed next to the throne made out of golden humans

Bill does let you outside and eat humans once he’s done with his throne of people

Ford thinks Bill took you for some greater purpose bullshit

Once the twins win, Ford hits you with the shrink ray

You’re back to baby size :( but upside Ford has made a fake blood formula(it’s not good at all and you’ve gone back to just nipping at him for blood, did make a new formula till you liked it)

Mabel decorates your pot with stickers and made a sweater. Says ‘Oopsie daisy’

Dipper just talks to Ford about you since he doesn’t really want to trust a human eating plant

Soos gave you some beef jerky (you spit it back at him)

Waddles’ screams at you, and that goat outside has tried to eat you multiple times (not that you haven’t tried to eat the goat as well…totally)

There’s a part 2, 3 (actual story) if you want a headcanon there is a second one, just click the tags or go to profile

[2-dsimp]

I NEED my baby ganja....let me hug him and kiss him on the forehead and water him ever so gently

pampering aside, would ganja find it funny if darling started saying shit like "i feel so purple today....sigh..." or "i feel a little minty hehe". what if we just said colors ganja was never taught, and we don't tell him what the colors mean? i'd love to mess with the goober

The Plantweed would simply stare at you with his many eyes. He’d mimic a puppy, tilting his head the weed leaves sprouting from loss of comprehension.

“Purple? Minty?”

He’d croak, from within his plot of soil in the pot. The weed monster would hunch over his Keeper. His twisted body of vines slithering around you like a pit of snakes. His maw opened wide enough to swallow you whole, the greenish hue of what you assumed to be his drool. Began dotting upon your face, you got nervous.

Wondering if you accidentally volunteered to be his luncheon in plant code. From having to crane your neck to look upwards at his imposing figure. Until his bark-like appendages gripped at your shoulders. While he was… retching like a cat trying to get a furball out of its gullet.

“Ah, crap, Gan! Ganja wait I take it back I was just doing something called joking! It’s when—“

Your words got interrupted having a face full of mint splattered against your form.

Leaning back Ganja nodded with approval as he then closed his maw. And sprouted some purple weeds from his shrubbery body. As if to present them to you like a peacock showing of his feathers. With a small crooked smile, he swayed from side to side within his little pot. So sure that he cracked the code of your cryptic words. And gave his Keeper what they asked for mint and purple.

[kamaluhkhan]

i should be working on my thesis. i should be grading midterms. but instead? instead im thinking about whether i should do a vi x reader hunger games au or buffy the vampire slayer au or spiderverse au.

[monster-mash-m]

Here’s some more about subby plant monster bf!

Mdni! And not proofread.

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Your plant boyfriend has become rather… bratty recently. When you ask him to do something he either refused or does it slowly. He annoys you and any chance he gets he wears revealing outfits around the house to egg you on. And frankly you’ve had enough of it. You just wanted to have a nice little dinner after work today. And what do you come home to? Your plant boyfriend in your shirt, nothing else. His face was flush with a dark green, his version of blush. He knew what he was doing.

He just nodded at you and pretended to read. No hug, no welcoming like he normally does. “You’re not doing this right now.” You frown. He looks up at you with his doe eyes “Hm what did I do?” He faux pouts and closes his book. “Just stop it. I’ve had enough of this cocky behavior. You’ve grown spoilt.” You march your way over to him after taking your shoes off.

In an instant you were on top of him. Pinning him with your body weight. His eyes only widen as you run your hand gently along his thigh “it’s like you want to be punished my little flower.” You tsk. Pressing your lips to his with a passioned kiss. You were gonna ruin him tonight. “Gonna be a good boy for me and take your punishment?” You coo with a grin.

He felt a shiver of pleasure go through his body when you called him a good boy. The words made him happy, made him feel like he was doing good and being a good boy for you. And then, just when he thought you wouldn't, you leaned down and kissed him properly. His body immediately melted, a soft moan escaped his throat he kissed you back eagerly. With fervor, you shoved your tongue harshly in his mouth as you grab the back of his head roughly. The kiss was passionate and aggressive, just what he craved.

He melted completely against you, submitting wholeheartedly and allowing you to dominate the kiss. He whined when it got a bit more aggressive, his hands instinctively coming up to rest on your hips along with his tentacles wrapping around your thighs, needing to touch you in some form if not all forms. You pull away and pant heavily “fuck…. You look so good with that needy look on your face. You look… so fucking good.” You say with a predatory gaze.

He was breathless as he looked up at you while panting, his own heart beating wildly in his chest. He could hear it pounding in his ears. At your words, a shiver went down his spine, making him shudder. Another whine escaped him and he pressed the side of his face against your neck, his grip on your hips getting tighter. “What’s with the whining?” You shortly laugh. “You’re not being as rough as I wanted- I’ve been a brat all week.” He grumbles.

You simply stifle a laugh “poor thing… all you had to do was ask.” And before he knows it you had pinned his hands above his head and began to strip. He gasps and bucks his hips slightly, already sporting a hard on. He wanted you. And he wanted you hard.

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I may write a second part- possibly but here’s a snack before the meal 🤭

[sultrydxrling]

PLANT PEOPLE/FREE USE SOCIETY/X/AFAB! READER <3

This odd plant creature kidnapped you yesterday.

He made you walk through the forest barefoot and naked; your limbs being held together tightly by green, vine-like tentacles.

The leaves and twigs around you bore small cuts and scrapes across your sensitive skin. The creature didn't seem to care for the first hour or so, but he must've grown sick of your whimpers because when he extended his hand to the path's sides, the plants around you moved away from the two of you.

He stopped in a clearing and stepped through the vein carefully, then used his vines to carry you in behind him. You were placed back on the ground, but a small vine slipped around your neck and squeezed tightly.

He let go of every other limb and led you through a small archway of trees.

You could see sunlight up ahead and small, white buildings. They looked almost paper-mache-textured, so you assumed they were mud or clay buildings.

Many other plant creatures wandered through a townlike area. Small stone walkways between buildings were visible, and the closer you looked, you began to see naked humans, like yourself, walking alongside them.

the creature leading you seemed to hold you up, fixing your poor posture as he showed you off to the others. Soon, two other, what looked like males smiled smugly at the plant man.

"Look who finally got a pet- Pathetic. The only good thing about it is they're cute-"

"Kill yourself."

He muttered under his breath to the other. They continued to harass him, calling him names and making fun of him for being weak and a late bloomer.

They even pushed him around some before deciding he was no longer entertaining enough. The creature adjusted how he was carrying himself to what he felt was cool and collected.

He took you up and across various paths that laced hills and valleys to the outskirts of the village where he lived. His hut was a little tattered and the walls were too thin, almost letting the breeze sift through the cracks.

He carelessly tossed you onto the bed and you were mentally stuck as adreniline pumped through your arms. You wanted to run, and get away from that place.

But you weren't sure just how dangerous they were. The creature muttered things to himself.

"I'm not pathetic. Humans are."

He wheeled on you and slapped you, causing you to whimper and fall back on the soft moss cushion beneath you. Your eye and cheek stung with the ringing pain from the slap.

"Stupid- pathetic holes, that scream in ungreatful anguish even when kept fed and comfortable."

His eyes darkened as memories likley apeared before them. had he done this before? Or possibly seen it.

He took a deep breath and walked into whatt was supposed to be a kitchen area, a running water pipe with a bowl beneath. He picked up a fruit from a wooden bowl on the counter, and washed it. then, he sliced it inhalf and offered it to you.

You didn't know what it was, but it resembled a dragon fruit. You had seen him cut it open, so you trusted it enough to soothe the aching in your stomach and thirst, quenching the walls of your throat.

You sank your teeth deeply into the meat of the frruit and sighed softly at the quick relief of your thirst. He watched you and raised an eyebrow.

"You're quite hungry aren't you?"

You didn't answer. Of course you were - he'd dragged you through miles of forest.

"Nothing to say? Usually, the humans we collect scream and thrash. Why are you so calm?"

You hadn't figured that out yourself, and you wanted to say that it was because you felt frightened. Regardless of circumstances, this species was clean and lived in a very beautiful area.

His green, velvety skin shone in the light. From where you were, looking closely, his skin was textured similarly to the stem of a weed or flower. The small, soft, white hairs standing out against the dark green.

"What are you looking at? Miss me pushing you around already?"

He practically spat these words and approached you slowly.

"I can change that.~"

<sneak peak, will likley make a full fic of asked to :3>

[kailings]

Sleeping under the Flowers and Ferns 🌷

feat. Icarus (My monster OC) also Chapter 2 for his story is out!!!!

[rollin-in-the-dep]

Monster Imagines #1

You, an average human, find yourself walking through the local enchanted woods on a bright summer's day. You find a strange path and decide to follow it. Every step you take down the path, you find yourself getting hotter and hotter. You take off some of your clothes, but it doesn't help. Eventually, just when you feel like you will pass out if you don't sit down, you come across a large tree with ample shade and a natural spring next to it. You drink from the spring gratefully and sit under the tree. The spring, however, was enchanted with a magical sleeping potion. Once you fell asleep, the tree awoke. Using its roots, it gently caressed you and took you to its meadow home. It tied you up with it's vines and waited for you to wake up. The tree couldn't wait. It had been so long since it had captured something so beautiful, and it couldn't wait to make you it's human toy...