#sapphic exophilia

[kinkybunbuns]

Yeah yeah yeah. We all love the idea of a thick tentacle roughly pushing inside of us.

However, what about a beast with lots of smaller tentacles. Only as wide as a finger, but multiple working their way inside. So many that it's the equivalent, if not bigger than a singular large tentacle. Feeling all of them simultaneously probing your insides at different angles, no area is left untouched. Dozens of them leaking inside you at one time, and so many more waiting for their own turn...

[vesprynna]

✨Dragon's Treasure✨

A piece I made last year which I hated at the time, but it has since grown on me - at least a little 😂💖🌸 I really struggled getting my idea on paper here and I was so angry at myself for letting myself down... I hate making art I feel is beneath my skill level, but sometimes we don't succeed no matter how much we try. We can always learn from the experience and try again though 💖

One day I might return to this and redo it with the skills and knowledge I now have ☺

This was my first sapphic artwork though, which is fun! These two characters were meant to be my Drawtober project for 2023, but it didn't pan out due to me being burnt out 😅 maybe their story will come to fruition someday! 🐉✨🗡💖

[makayla-is-writing]

Female Mountain Fae x Blind Female Reader (Pt.1)

Find all parts here

You were supposed to take a walk through the mountains, like usual. However, you wandered off the usual trail and were now lost. You hadn't always been blind, losing your sight on this very mountain as a child. Of course, being so young left you with no memory of the event. Your parents blamed it on a fall from the harsh rain pour. Now, you were lost and struggling to find your way home. Your parents wouldn’t be home for a few hours, knowing which trails you liked to walk. It looks like you were out of luck. On the verge of giving up, you begin to rationalize your next step. 

“Mother knows where I like to walk. I just need to sit still, and she is bound to find me once she realizes I walked off the usual path.” You felt so frustrated with yourself. You should have just waited until Mother got home. But you felt cooped up in your house, needing a getaway from the stuffy atmosphere. You were confident that the path was easy enough on its own. However, you were wrong. 

“That’s a nice plan you got there, sweetheart.” Your head snaps to the unknown speaker, shaking as you lean against the nearest tree. You stay quiet, hoping to hear the breath of whoever spoke, in order to pinpoint where they were. It wasn’t often you’d find strangers in the mountains. Mother always preached ‘stranger danger’ and you weren’t about to start ignoring her warnings. You hear nothing but the beating of your own heart, eyebrows knit together in concentration. 

“Don’t go shy on me now, love.” You squeak when a hand comes up to move the hair from your face. Tucking it behind your ear, she gently blows on your face in order to break your still composure. 

“Um, who are you?” You stutter out quietly, unable to find your voice. She laughs, leaning against the tree that was practically holding you up. The mysterious woman hums, thinking of an answer. 

“I guess you could say I am an old friend.” You look up, curious as to what she means. 

“An old friend? But… I don’t know you?” You weren’t quite sure, but you knew her voice to be unrecognizable. At least, you think. 

She laughs, grabbing your hands and giving them a small squeeze. You expected to recoil from her touch, but instead found comfort in the grip of her warm hands. Her grasp seemed almost… familiar. 

“Oh darling, we met so long ago. How could I expect you to remember the night you gave your sight to save me?” You could hear her smile as she dragged her nose up your neck, planting a small kiss on the corner of your jaw. 

[authorashraven]

I shared this teaser yesterday, but I'm a bit obsessed with the vibes The Pirate Queen of Ruin...

The Pirate Queen of Ruin is a Sapphic, tentacle monster romance and the second book in the Sins of The Flesh series! More details to be announced.

#thepiratequeenofruin #plussizebooks #darkromancebook #monsterromance #monsterromancereader #monsterromancebook #spicysapphicromance #sapphicromancebooks

[kim-monsterlings]

Noemi - F Faun x AFAB NB Human (Reader) // NSFW Monster Match

This is a birthday present for the lovely, lovely @weasleasley​ - I hope you’ve had the absolute best day you angel <3

Content: NSFW/Lemon; lots of fluff, baking, tentative friendships, intimate touches (hand holding, hugs), teasing and flirting, kissing, light groping, straddling, thigh riding, light voyeurism, use of endearment “honey”, giving oral (no release + self-denial), nipple play, giving and receiving fingering (+ release), kissing, alluding to more

Masterlist // Monster Match Info + Masterlist // My Ko-Fi

Headcanon

Only one welcome mat decorated the long hallway, and it hadn't been there the day before.

You hadn't seen nor heard anyone moving into the long vacant flat, though that wasn't so uncommon. Often coming and going, busying yourself with visits to friends and day trips out, they must've moved in some time the evening before.

Still, three days from its appearance, you hadn't seen your newest neighbour.

Those three days were the longest since moving in.

Nobody had sought you out during your first week, nothing more than passing smiles given in greeting, but you had wished for more then. If they felt the same, trapped in their new home, in a building of strangers, you wanted to be the one to welcome them.

Every morning you returned home early - either just finishing a swimming class or meeting a friend to walk their dog, you lingered longer at their door. Their flat number was so stuck in your head now that as you left, the buzzers for each flat drew you close.

One had a new label.

Noemi.

Knowing their name worsened the ache in your chest and maybe subconsciously, on day four when you passed the time with fresh blueberries and muffin tins, you made a little too much. So much it overflowed into more muffin cases, an overflow your friends wouldn't take after receiving chocolate bread days before.

Noemi - someone you still had yet to meet, seemed the perfect recipient, and you were carrying the fresh muffins down the hall before they had even cooled.

Though once the doorbell rang, muffled steps nearing, you struggled for what to say.

All planned greetings vanished as the locks twisted back, the door opening just an inch on a chain.

Muffins darkened by fruit juices lifted in your hands as you smiled. "I'm down the hall - number seven. Hi."

They closed the door.

Fresh muffins suddenly smelled bitter, a weight in your hands too much now. Whether you had been mistaken in thinking they would want a welcome or if the offering had been a mistake only taunted you for the time it took to release the chain latch.

Hair darker than yours in even the colder seasons tucked over her shoulders in loose braids, brought together by one golden band; golden like the thin hoops in the droop of her wide ears, like the chain curled from the base of her left horn at her temple. Both horns split at the top, segmented like smaller antlers.

While you lost your voice, she whispered, "they're for me?"

Her voice was even sweeter than the muffins. "Blueberry."

Noemi's hands fluttered by her hips and you followed her flowing dress from where it wrapped at her chest, down to her thighs darkened by thick fur. You wondered if it was soft, not quite thick enough to conceal the dip of muscle as she fidgeted on cloven hooves.

"You made them? For me?"

Unintentionally, though you would never say so. Her hands touched yours in lifting the burdened tub and wafted the warmth of freshly baked muffins, her plump lips curling at the corners.

"I've never baked."

"I could show you how."

With barely a conversation between you, the words somehow fell into the pause. By some miracle, she didn't deflect or close the door again.

Instead, she tucked the muffins closer to her chest. Her honeyed eyes crinkled when she laughed. "I'd like that."

Introductions led into setting a date and time for the coming weekend. Just that first meeting promised a good afternoon, though Noemi came late; not too late, but after long enough of a wait that you began to finish the pattern of granny squares you crocheted to occupy yourself.

It hardly mattered once you began baking.

One question coaxed a story from her, filled with soft laughs and side glances as she spoke, and you were content to stand close and listen - only occasionally directing her with the cake mix. 

Noemi spoke of the jewellery she made suited for her horns and ears, and when she mentioned seeing your crochet hooks, you almost forgot to reply, so taken by her paying such attention to you.

It was in your pause she touched her arm gently to yours. Such a brief touch, you wondered if it had really happened, but you felt her warmth long after she'd left, paired with a flutter in your navel as she smiled. "I want to hear more about you."

You never expected more than one afternoon together.

Curls still damp from swimming that morning tickled your nape when you turned at your name. Noemi woke nearly as early as you, learning so after asking about your home here, and opened her door as you passed.

"Could you show me around sometime? I'm new to the area." Long ears twitched then, and she bit back a smile. "Maybe somewhere a little more green?"

Your friendship blossomed with ease.

Never needing to panic for conversation, never an uncomfortable lull, the trips into the woods together started out short, slowly becoming longer. You carried a picnic bag up and in return, she helped to set up the same area beneath a large tree.

Little touches came with the friendship.

Noemi offered her hand to help you stand, a gentle hug always the parting gift. You welcomed it, though it left you sometimes in a daze, especially when out. You were left behind to watch as Noemi headed downhill, the back of her dress lifting a little with the twitching of her small tail beneath.

Busy days had always passed quickly before, but out with friends now, you thought of Noemi, and came home to spend the evening sharing stories from your days apart. She nestled beside you on the sofa, her full cheek dimpled as she rested against her palm, equally content to listen to you.

Little things came to mind when you began anticipating her touches - more than parting hugs.

Like her fingertips soft on your round cheek, tucking back freed curls, or how she always looked back to you in every conversation to ask, "what about you?"

Straightening her welcome mat became a habit when you passed, until it became more.

Needing more.

So when she lingered before leaving and offered to host you in her home the next day, you never hesitated.

Noemi welcomed you into her home and arms, a light coating of flour on her hands from laying out the ingredients. "I'm a little behind, but I couldn't cancel," she whispered. "I would miss you if I did."

Whichever of your hobbies she asked after came naturally to her.

Her baking was always sweet, a treat to indulge in. Noemi fell back into her sofa and tucked her long legs close, the hem of her dress slipping to reveal her upper thighs, the dips of her hips.

Sugar still on her lips, she turned her cheek on the cushions, the chains on her antlers like music in the comfortable quiet.

"You don't have to leave."

Her palm came to the curve of your cheek as she followed your soft jaw down, resting her thumb beside your lips.

She crept closer.

"We don't have to rush anything, either."

You were already falling between the spread of her legs when you teased, "rush what?"

Noemi's laugh came breathless. "Let me kiss you, honey."

It was all at once and nothing at all, the rush of having her close and pressed to you. Her hands followed yours in exploration, learning what made your body tremble as you sought the same.

Her flat nose touched yours, tracing over the freckles in your cheeks while you stroked backwards through her fur on her thighs. You came together and rested back in a shared embrace.

Drabble

Again and again, the stitch marker caught your fingertips. The last stitches hadn't been your best - pulled too tight in your drifting focus, the yarn tangling around your hook - but with Noemi beside you, concentrating on the intricacies of a granny square was beyond your ability. It wasn't as captivating as following the crooking of her fingers, weaving through yarn or smoothing over her dress when she stretched. She would bump into you and a smile would be shared, until she decided to leave her thigh flush against yours, that warmth rising to a burn. 

The last of the squares could be finished tomorrow.

You weren't able to wait for Noemi to finish the row of her pattern before lifting up on your knees and covering her hands. She surrendered her work without fight as you tucked it aside with yours. 

"Noemi?" 

She caught your wrists and lured you closer with a sigh. "Finally." 

It had been you inciting this sudden rush, but now, as your thighs came over hers, you felt lost. Noemi guided you to straddle her, and it was with the tipping of her chin that you kissed, wanting too much too quickly. You needed to be closer and leaned back from her sweet lips to see her nod as you touched the strap of her shorter dress. The desire to memorise her taste clouded you when you kissed her throat, feeling her pulse skip beneath your lips, down to her clavicles until she breathed your name. 

One touch from her, and you succumbed to leaning close. Noemi curled her arm over your lower back and held you where she wanted. Her thigh tensed and lifted, dragging flush between yours. You wanted to be the one making her shudder and cry, but standing back on unsteady legs, she followed you up with a smile of swollen lips. 

"Let's go to my room," you whispered. 

So often, you sought to lead, but Noemi stole your breath with the simplest of moves. Her dress pooled around her ankles as she moved from the lounge. You followed nearly staggering after her, torn from watching the sway of her hips or the fluff of her tail above her rear. 

"Noemi?" 

However you wished to verbalise your plea, you couldn't. She turned at the end of your bed - right where she left you, crawling back onto it. Her legs lifted close to her hips, baring softer, glistening hair. 

Her blunt horns tangled in your covers, chains dragging with her every groan. Fingers you wanted to replace with your own trailed from her rising chest over dark nipples, down to where she ached. The sight beckoned you closer. 

You wanted to make her gasp, make her cry and turn into the sheets. 

Though she ignored you, lost to her own touch - tempting enough, you almost fell back to please yourself, but kissed from the dip of her knee up to her knuckles. Deep breaths teased you. 

"Noemi, please." 

"Go on, honey," she whispered, and used her fingers to spread herself for you. With her still gently touching herself, you could stroke back through her fur in the way that had her throat tightening, your other hand curling at her wide hip to hold her close. 

She tasted sweet on your tongue, with one kiss coaxing her hips from the bed. Noemi filled the room with her gasps and deeper cries. You leaned even closer, chasing the relief she was so close to. Strong thighs clenched against you as you closed your lips over her clit, relishing in her moans when you lapped at her and her cries when she sucked around her. 

"Little lower - that's it." 

Noemi stroked back your hair - a move so affectionate, your own body thrummed, nudging you down. She warmed your tongue when you flattened it to stroke firmer, her body fluttering around you, so close- 

"Not yet." 

You fell into her embrace when she lifted you up. "I wasn't done."

"Not important until you're satisfied, honey. Lift your arms for me?" 

As you had been before - helpless with her thigh rocking against you, Noemi cradled you to her lap. She undressed you slowly, time not of importance, mindful of what her touches did to you. Her knuckles grazed your bare chest when she moved lower. From hearing your breath catch, her lips rose, coming to soften around your nipple. She hummed - still attentive, finding you weaker when she pressed warmer kisses across your chest, and distracted you perfectly. 

When her palm cupped between your thighs, you groaned. Her thumb rolled over your sensitive nerves in repeated circles. "Tell me you're okay." 

"I'm okay," you whispered. "Keep going. Please." 

Her touch tucked lower, closer. You circled her wrist to push her further and you arched up when she stroked against your walls. "That feeling nice, honey?" Noemi rested her forehead to yours, lips hovering. "Feels like you're nearly there, hm?" 

The tremors began when her pace hastened - fingers rolling and your nerves so sensitive. It came to a peak when you found her as wanting, mimicking her movements against her own clit. You came around her with a sharp cry and she tasted herself on your tongue when she swallowed your whines, determined to have her follow you. 

Her soft tail tapped still against the sheets long after you regained your breaths. With her horns carefully angled back, Noemi laid by her cheek on your chest. When you traced a little higher from her thigh on your hip, she nestled closer, her breath warm on your nipple as she kissed you. 

It was like any other moment together - that familiar peace and comfort embracing you. She sighed, her hand squeezing yours. "I don't like hiking," she said. "But I like you." 

You closed your eyes as she kissed her way lower. "I like you, too."

[itstheendofthegoddamnworld]

Half-Orc Girlfriend: Kajsa

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Relationship: Female monster x female human

You stared down owlishly, slowly digesting the situation as the seconds rolled past. Everything seemed so fine and perfect with your secret lover, the leader of the nomadic tribe, a comely woman who had stolen your heart many winters ago when you relied on her aid. Now, she was before you, cladded in leather and furs, her tall stature always a need when you needed your soft lover to calm you.

It didn’t seem real, not yet, not so soon at least, lying between the realms of reality and falsehood did you so believe that what was happening couldn’t be true. The half-orc had presented you with the newest bronze weapon in her larger hands, a bronzed beauty that would’ve needed two of you to carry, but Kajsa carried it with ease.

“Kajsa,” her name floated so graciously from your lips, floating like an endless dream. “What is this?”

There was a timidness evident in her hazel eyes, adoration bold when she saw the inquisitiveness in your eyes. “Marry me.”

Instead of drawing back from her, you remained taut to her side, lips parted for your next words. Emotions swelled, and so did your heart. “Are… you’re certain?” Your fingers delicately glided up the blade of the greatsword. “What will the others think?”

“My people are aware by now that you are my lover, my mate. If any fool is so bold to challenge me for your hand, so be it.” The corners of her lips crinkled in a smile. “I commissioned this sword, not just for a proposal.”

You laughed, quietly. A peaceful silence resounded before the two of you, secluded on top of a hill where the two of you would come visit when twilight was present, allowing you two to stargaze. “You would fight in my honour?”

“I would do so much than just fight for you, my little bird.” The half-orcs calloused fingers smoothed your own in reassurance, gently. “I would die for you.”

“Let that day never come. I pray that your people are so kind to hear of this news.”

Kajsa’s eyes widened noticeably, smoothing your hair followed by a kiss above your brow, “You say yes?”

You kissed the scar on her lip gently, following your movements to peck at your lips carefully, minding her smaller tusks to not harm you. Ever the peaceful lover and bold warrior. “I will.”

[horny-ex-catholic]

Ignoring all the breaches of ethics in doing this, I want to be a volunteer test subject on a space station that's experimenting with human/alien sexual relations.

So I get put in a small but comfortable room with all glass walls and plenty of lighting to make sure all the surrounding scientists can see me perfectly and take notes.

Before I enter the chamber, they undress me and I have to answer detailed questions about my sexual preferences and kinks, so that by the end I'm terribly flustered and wet. One of the scientists makes me lay down on the table and spread my legs, and I cant help a shameful whimper as she methodically strokes my clit and pushes two fingers deep into my pussy, inspecting my wetness.

She hums thoughtfully, takes some notes, and I'm dismissed. When I step into the chamber, I'm told my first partner will arrive shortly, and I'm given a pair of headphones that plays nonstop sounds of girls moaning to help keep me aroused, and there's aldeady a small group of scientists watching me.

And when I hear the door open behind me, one of the scientists speaks over the intercom, informing me that this particular species of alien has a set of tentacles it uses to constrict its partner while it breeds them, and it will not stop until it is certain the partner is thoroughly bred, which can take several hours. As I begin to feel the tentacles slithering around my legs, I remember that I've agreed to fifty trials in a row, having foolishly assumed each one would be fairly brief. But as I feel the thick head of a cock press against my pussy, I realize I'm going to be here, being fucked, for a long long time

[monstersandmaw]

<3 I’m in love! And there’s loads more on her page if you follow the link!! <3

Medieval Girlfriends random doodles

[monstersandmaw]

not to wlw or anything lol but re: the female monster ask:

dragons. not like the kinda humanoid ones. straight up dragons. big snuggly lizards who are also women

You're more than welcome to wlw here :)

Dragons generally aren't my jam on the whole, but I do agree with you in general: big, snuggly, warm, cosy dragon. Who is also a woman. Yessssss.

[dreryn]

aight hear me out—

I would love to have a sapphic slumber party with these three beauties

they were responsible for my sexual awakening, hot ass vampire women are my weakness

[kinkybunbuns]

Having a twin who is a monster hunter and being mistaken as them. Quickly overwhelmed and knocked unconscious. Waking up all tied up and a monster looming over you. Just barely being able to convince them that you're not your twin, you don't hunt monsters, you deliberately kept away from that world and your twin because of situations like this. They keep you around as a collateral, eventual as leverage against your twin. Taking awhile for both the monster and you to be less tense around each other. They no longer sneer when in your presence. Maybe they offer a little bit more freedom then just being confined to a room. Starting to humanize the other. A week or more goes by and touches start to linger. Gazes are softer. More time seems to pass and they still haven't notified your twin, the monster hunter, the reason why you're here. One night, in a whirlwind of emotion, rough hands grip your thighs. Beautiful marks blossom on your skin. Very primal feelings. Hot breath in your ears, down your chest, in-between your legs. Moans, gasps, grunts echo the walls. The ache of them inside you, taking full control. Dancing with the enemy. With your twin not having a clue.

[juniper-jelly]

lineart from TERATOBER 8

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[makayla-is-writing]

Female Mountain Fae x Blind Female Reader

Summary: You get lost in the mountains on a walk through the local forest. However, before giving up you run into a stranger. Someone who claims to be a friend of yours, who reminds you of how you met. How did you meet this woman, who seems to treat you dearly and as though she cares deeply for you? And why can't she keep her hands off of you?

Part 1. here

Part 2. here

Part 3. here

Part 4. here (unfinished)

[authorashraven]

Hello. Am I nearly done drafting a Hades and Persephone inspired tentacle romance featuring an eldritch patron and all girl pirate orgy?

Yes. Yes I am.

[thatdogmagic]

Hello friends!

With the publication of Same as Always - on this, our hallowed #WerewolfWednesday - as it appeared in Werewolves vs. Suburbia (all 15k words!), I have opened up the $1 budget tier for anyone who wants access to the story, as well as the two images that appeared in Wolves.Gay After Dark.

Also included: the two highly NSFW images submitted to Wolves.Gay~

If you’re at all curious about either of my two main weirdos, this is where to start. It’ll serve as a not-so-quick dive into Nina’s past/present, and who they are to one another generally.

Heavily WLW, strong sexual themes, CW for last scene (it’ll look like it’s moving in a bad direction; it’s not).

SAMPLE:

[kim-monsterlings]

Exophilia Masterlist

Introducing Me // Requests //  My Commissions - CLOSED

Updated: 31/10/2021 - Bucky Barnes ghost AU

Story count: 22

My Ko-Fi

Monster Matches - CLOSED// Monster Match Masterlist

Tropemas Masterlist

Faebruary Masterlist

Mini Kinktober Commissions - Info

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-Cubi

Leigh // F Succubus x GN Human (Reader) // NSFW

Demons

Idella // F Demon x GN Human (Reader) // SFW

Dullahan

Lars // M Dullahan x M Human (Reader) // NSFW

Fae

Torben // M Fae x F Human (Reader) // SFW

Firbolg

Gwynna // F Firbolg x F Human (Reader) // NSFW

Gargoyles

Galan // M Gargoyle x F Human (Reader) // NSFW

Ghosts

Bucky Barnes // M Ghost x F Human (Reader) // NSFW - Kinktober Challenge

Gnolls

Ollie // M Gnoll x GN Human (Reader) // SFW

Goblins

Vardelk // M Goblin x GN Human (Reader) // SFW

Hellhounds

Danon //  M Hellhound x F Human (Reader) // NSFW

Kelpies

Cathair // M Kelpie x F Human (Reader) // NSFW

Kitsune

Roan // M Kitsune x F Human (Reader) // NSFW - Kinktober

Mer

Brae // M Mer x M Human (Reader) // NSFW

Minotaurs

Neo // M Minotaur x F Human (Reader) // SFW

Nagas

Kaan // M Naga x F Human (Reader) // NSFW

Nokken

Edel // M Nokken x F Human (Reader) // NSFW

Orcs

Raynar // M Orc x F Human (Reader) // SFW

Eladan // M Orc x GN Human (Reader) // SFW

Other

Bellamy // GN Cursed x F Human (Reader) // SFW

Selkies

Enan // M Selkie x F Human (Reader) // NSFW - Kinktober

Tiefling

Trine // F Tiefling x GN Human (Reader) // NSFW - Kinktober

Were-

Cane // M Werewolf x GN Human (Reader) // SFW