Linn (Selkie x Reader part 2)

Hey Guys! Sorry for not updating in a long time. I was really busy with school and kinda spiraled down a rabbit hole. I hope you guys enjoy this part. I know it's pretty short and a cliffhanger, but I promise the next part will be good! I can't promise when it'll be updated, but I hope really soon! Thank you for all your support! <3

It had been a couple months since the first kiss you shared with Linn. As you woke up from the peaceful slumber the next day, you felt something weigh heavily on your mind.  Still groggy from sleep, it took a few minutes for you to remember the events of the previous  night.  You heard a soft chuckle from behind you, turning to face the man  who  was in bed with you, through sleep filled eyes, you gave him a small smile. As he caressed your cheek with his right  thumb, it was at that moment he asked you  to be his girlfriend. 

‘If someone had told me  a couple months ago that I’d be in a relationship with the man of my dreams, I  would’ve laughed in their faces’ you  thought to  yourself, as you rolled over to the other side of your shared bed, only to find it cold.  That meant Linn got up a couple hours ago, probably for his morning swim in his other form. You were yet to see him in his selkie form, but you didn't mind. You figured he’d show you  when he was ready. After all, your relationship was still new, despite the fact that you both decided it would be best if Linn moved in with you, only after a month of being together.

 He proposed that idea after seeing you shivering on your waterfront dock, waiting for him on a cold autumn morning.  “Y/N do you think it  would be better if I  moved in with you and Sam? It’ll be winter soon, and I  don’t think coming out to the docks to see me before I head off  to work in the morning would be a good idea.” he whispered to you as he held you in his arms, and you holding on for dear life, hoping not to get hypothermia. Only a nod was what you were able to manage, but it was enough for him. He kissed your forehead before jumping into the freezing sea. Not that it bothered him, but you were sure you would have lost all feelings in your limbs.  

You snuggled closer into his pillow, taking in his scent. It always calmed you down and brought you peace. You were never one to believe in someone's scent making you feel safe, but now you understand how one single person was able to make you feel safe and at home. As you were on the verge of falling asleep again, you felt a hand caressing your head, smiling into Linn’s pillow, you knew the owner of the exact pillow had returned. 

“Good morning baby, sorry for not getting back earlier,” he kissed the top of your head. “But I did make breakfast once I got  home, and I don’t want it to get cold,”. Hearing  the word breakfast was enough to jolt you up from your warm bed.  If anything, you knew his breakfasts were to die for. You had gotten really used to his warm homemade breakfasts, that if you had to go back to your old ways of only having some cereal or skipping breakfast altogether, you would probably lose your mind. A soft laugh escaped his lips, looking up at him, you saw a grin resting on his perfect features. His eyes filled with something, you could only think of it as love. “Morning to you too Mr.Seal” you mumbled, sleep still evident in your voice as you pulled him in for a kiss.  “ You’ve been up for some time I see, wake me up next time will you?  I need to write and my creative juices actually flow early in the morning, whether you believe it or not, despite me not being a morning person,”  a yawn escaped your lips.  

“Time to get up babe,” Linn pulled you up, and as if  on cue, your stomach rumbled, requesting attention and food.  “And that is  exactly why. I can’t keep my beautiful girlfriend having a rumbling belly,” he laughed. His laugh echoing angelically through my ears.  

……………

Linn had left to go to work right after breakfast earlier, which left you with plenty of time to yourself to start on a new project. Your publisher had been calling you for the past week, asking whether progress was made on your current work. Knowing that if you left it off for another  day, you would never be able to meet the deadline, you decide to continue writing. Hours went by, Linn was yet to return from work, looking at your phone, there were still a few minutes left till he got back home. Stretching, you got off the couch, sweat pooled at your lower back. You went to the bathroom, deciding a cold shower would help release the  summer heat. While in the shower, you heard the front door open, knowing it would only be Linn, you didn’t mind. 

Getting out of the shower wrapped in a towel, you went to your dresser, thinking it was just a chill night, you pulled out one of Linn’s T-shirts.  However, there was something on your bed which caught your eye. There was a note left next to a bag. You recognised the bag as the one from the local boutique. On the note it said 

‘I got this earlier. I hope you like it. I planned something for us and I hope you wear this mavourneen.   ~ Your Linn’  

Awestruck by the dress that Linn had picked, you went to put it on. The dress felt soft like a cloud against your freshly washed skin. 

You were nervous  as to what Linn might have planned, but you trusted him. Exhaling the breath you were holding, you proceeded to go towards the front door, not trusting yourself to delay the moment, knowing that you might never go if you let your nerves take over.

Linn’s P.O.V

As I set up the picnic for our little date, a thought kept gnawing at the back of my mind. I wondered what y/n would think if she saw me in my seal form. I would eventually have to explain to her why I’m almost never in bed when she wakes up, but I’m not sure if I can do it. I don’t want to  risk losing her, if she doesn't like how I look in my other form. ‘She knows you’re a selkie, that means she already accepts you in either form, cuz  if she didn't, she wouldn't even be with you, idiot’ I kept telling myself that over and over again. 

Almost finishing up on the layout of the picnic, something caught me at the corner of my eye, or should I say someone. I couldn’t believe  y/n wore the dress that I had left for her, but she looks like an angel in it.  

I got up to go help her down to the docks, swallowing thickly when I reached  her, I hoped to reveal myself to her tonight.  A part of me is a nervous wreck, hoping she doesn’t freak out  the moment she figures it out. Another part of me is excited, relieved that I don’t have to hide my true self to my mate any longer. 

A nervous shiver ran up my spine as I got closer to my love. She looked as ethereal as ever, a  mythical goddess, straight out of  the legends which spoke of beautiful women.  These stories were told to keep the children wary of all things beautiful that may deceive them, but no one warned me about someone so beautiful and honest, that no deception would be involved, except my own. 

I reached her side, bowing down to her, as I took her hand. She gave me a look filled with awe and concern, maybe she thinks I might be doing something dumb? Maybe… But as I led her to the picnic setup, the smile on her face showed that she loved it. 

“I hope it’s not too much, my love. I wanted you to have a good time. You’ve been pent up in the house, writing your next book, and fueling yourself off of coffee every day. I think it’s about time you take your mind off of it and just relax.”

How does the sun work?

Where do you think all that fire goes when you put out a candle or campfire? it gets sucked up into space and added to The Ball.

Monster Romance BOOKS

Hello lovelies! 

Did you know you can read novels & novellas that are monster romance? As in, stuff that’s not on tumblr? 

Here’s a few suggestions for you all: Regine Abel Prime Mating Agency Series – Trust the Prime Mating Agency to pair you up with an alien from across the universe? Sure, why not. The first book is about a woman from a farming planet marrying a lizardman and learning about his culture. The second is about a woman whose life gets entangled with a Naga’s due to a cultural clash. To save her life she has to marry him for six months. The third is about a woman marrying a bird-man as a last-ditch effort to create ties to save her colony. 

Honey Phillips Treasured by the Alien Series – You want big, tough aliens treasuring human women who have small children in tow? This is a good series for you.  If your vibe isn’t so much stories with children in it, check out some of Honey Phillips’ other series– there are a bunch of them. 

C.M. Nascosta (our own monster-bait) has several series being released with traditional monsters and humans including the Cambric Creek Series (starting with the infamous Morning Glory Milking Farm) and Girls Weekend, which is her series featuring our much-beloved nudist orc town. There’s others out already, and more coming soon so be sure to keep an eye on her site for publishing updates.

Tiffany Roberts has The Kraken Series which starts with Treasure of the Abyss. What happens when a colony of humans discover that there is a whole colony of octopus-mers called kraken who live just off the coast? It’s a wild ride and you’ll want to binge it. 

Ruby Dixon has The Ice Planet Barbarians series, The Corsairs series, The Risdaverse series, and more that I’m definitely not remembering the official names of right now, but she’s one of my top authors and you should definitely check her out. She’s got big, buff, loving aliens and a huge variety of partners for them. 

There’s a lot more, but I’ll leave it here for now with one other note– buy the books or get them through the library. Don’t pirate books, all you end up doing is hurting the authors. With the exception of a couple authors who have multiple blockbuster films made of their works, authors are just people who have bills to pay and you’re taking food out of their mouths if you steal their work. 

Update and requests

Hey guys! ☺

Sorry for being inactive the past couple of months. I was just very busy with school.

I do plan on uploading a part 2 to Linn sometime in the near future, but idk when.

However, if anyone has any requests, feel free to let me know and I'd love to do them!

Thank you to those who like my work and support me! I really appreciate it! ❤

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What happens once you kill yourself? Because I'm ready to go.

You wanna know what happens once you kill yourself? Your mother comes home from work and finds her baby dead and she screams and runs over to you and tries to get you to wake up but you won’t and she keeps screaming and shaking you and her tears are dripping onto your face and your dad hears all the screaming and runs into the room and he can’t even speak because the child that he loved and the child that he watched grow up is gone forever and finally your little sister runs into the room to see what all the fuss is about and she sees you dead. The person she looked up to and loved. The person she bragged about to  her friends, the person she wanted to be just like when she grew up, the person that made her feel safe. But she’s never really going to get to grow up and smile and laugh and love because she’ll always be consumed with this feeling of missing you. And now there’s something missing from your family and they can barely look at each other anymore because everything reminds them of you but you’re gone and hurts more than anything. and you think that your mom never cared because she was always busy and yelling at you to finish your homework and clean your room and forgot to say I love you sometimes but really, she loved you more than anything and she doesn’t leave the house anymore, she can’t even get out of bed and she’s getting thinner and thinner because it’s too hard to eat. Your father had to quit his job and he doesn’t sleep anymore, every time he closes his eyes he sees his baby dead, and the image never goes away no matter how much alcohol he drinks. And at school your best friend sees that your seat is empty and she gets this sick feeling in her stomach and that’s when she hears the announcement. You killed yourself. And suddenly she’s screaming and crying in the middle of class and no one even bothers comforting because they’re all  busy sitting there staring at your empty seat with tears dripping down their cheeks and all she wants is for you to hug her and tell her it’s gonna be okay like you always did, but this time, you’re not there to do it, everything is dark now that you’re gone and her grades are slipping, she barely goes to school anymore and she ended up in hospital after taking too many pills because she wanted to see you again. the girls who used to make fun of the way you dressed feel their throats get tight, they don’t talk to each other anymore, they don’t talk to anyone, they’re all in therapy trying so hard not to blame themselves but nothing works. and your teacher who always gave you a hard time stares blankly at the wall, she quits her job a few days later. And then your boyfriend hears the news and he can’t breathe, he still calls you a lot just to hear your voice and he talks to you on facebook but you never message him back, he can’t fall in love again because every girl he meets reminds him of you, he’s never going to get over you, he loved you and he cries himself to sleep every night, hating himself and slicing his skin because he couldn’t save you and he’s never going to hold you in his arms or hear you laugh again. Now everyone who knew you, whether they were a big part of your life or someone you passed in the hallway a few times a week, they carry this aching feeling around inside them because you’re gone, and they miss you, and they don’t know why you left but it must’ve been their fault and they should’ve stopped you and they should’ve told you they loved you more and that feeling is never going to go away. And so you killed yourself

but you killed everyone else around you too. 

Werewolf x Reader (Part 3)

You couldn't help but worry about the mysterious man on your way to work. Sure, he was a creature that was usually mentioned in nightmares, but from what you saw, it didn't make him any less of a man. You hoped the storm wouldn't be too bad, you did leave him on your porch after all, and hope that the blanket provided would at least provide him with some warmth.

(Time skip)

As you unlock the door to your home, you were greeted by the smell of a warm meal cooking. Your eyes darted to your kitchen, where you saw the mysterious stranger, in nothing but the blanket wrapped around him, providing him with some decency, making something. With the smell that greeted you, you were sure it was something good. Well, at least he knows how to cook.

Clearing your throat as you walked in, to which he turned his head, showing you his gorgeously shaped face, which could make anyone submit and obey. He had the aura of someone powerful, despite you being human, something in you wanted to give in.

" Thank you for saving me," even his voice sounded heavenly for God's sake. It sounded heavenly, and it made you want to sin. “It’s not a problem, um…. But I have some questions if you don’t mind,” stuttering, and almost being blinded by his beauty, you couldn’t help but be nervous. For god's sake, this was your home, not his, if anything, he should be the one who’s nervous.

“Sure, it’s the least I can do. I’m sorry if I’m intruding, but I didn’t know what came over me and brought me here. I’m guessing but the questions you might have, you might have seen me in my other form?” he let out a nervous chuckle. “Yea..I… did. And to be honest, I didn’t know what to think this morning, until I saw you as a human in my backyard,”

“ Well then, ask away. Also thank you for bringing me to the porch and giving me coffee and a blanket. It rained pretty heavily,” a sheepish grin graced his face.

“You’re welcome, but why here?” questioning him, you poured yourself a glass of water and leaned on the counter, next to him. “I’m a werewolf, as you already know. I was running back to my territory, after a fight with the rival pack. Most of my pack were killed by them when I was away, and those who survived, mostly the young, had no choice but to join their captors. Before I realised it, I passed out. I didn’t really know where I was, until I woke up.” Letting out an exasperated sigh, “ I’ll leave right now, I need to get back. I won’t be bothering anymore and thank you for your care. I will forever be grateful to you, if I stay, I might be putting you in danger too. I don’t want another innocent life lost, not because of me,” he murmured before leaving through the back door.

That was the last I saw of this beautiful man.

note: This is not one of my best work, as my computer broke down when I was in the middle of writing this, and I was also busy with classes. My new computer took some time to arrive, hence why I was absent for some time and why this piece doesn't seem to flow well together. I really appreciate your understanding and Thank You for reading my work! I hope you all enjoy reading it, as much as I enjoy writing. :)

Selkie x F! Reader (Linn) Part 1

Sorry for not posting earlier guys! I've been very busy with online classes.

Warnings: mentions of drowning. Pics are not mine, all credits go to the owner!

M! Selkie X F! Reader

Living on an island your whole life has its perks. From the fresh scent of the salty ocean air to the calming sounds of the waves crashing lazily, it never failed to wake you up with a serenity that could be found nowhere else. You had lived alone with your Toller pup for the past couple years, in the house that your grandparents had left for you. You grew up with them, as your parents always had to move from town to town due to their profession. They were both marine biologists and had taken up a job at a top secret research facility when you were 12, so they decided to let you stay with your beloved grandparents. However, on a stormy day a couple years ago, when you were 19, both your grandparents got caught in a storm while they were out fishing, and they never came back. During the funeral, you had found out that in their will, they had stated that you should get the house, in the event of something tragically happening to them.

And that’s how you got the house three years ago. When it became too lonely, you decided to adopt a Toller puppy for company, and you had named him Sam, which was your grandpa’s nickname. He provided good company and unconditional love, which is important in every home. The house had its own dock leading to the beach, so every morning, after your walk, you’d put Sam’s retriever genes to good use and play fetch with him, fetching the ball from the ocean was one of his favorite past times. Whenever you brought him to the beach, you sometimes feared he was going to be the reason why someone almost drowned. To date, you were grateful nothing like that had ever happened, but you sometimes couldn’t brush off that fear. You were a writer, and sometimes, you couldn’t control how far your imagination went, and sometimes, the words you put on paper would be some of your worst fears, if they were to come alive.

As the days go by, and the weather gets chilly, you would often take Sam on a walk to the nearby cove, usually in the warmer months it would be filled with children playing by the beach and in the waters, but as the weather got cooler, it was mostly couples going on romantic walks, or some who preferred the solitude, just came to enjoy the sunset. On this particular day, there weren’t many people by the cove, just a couple strangers. It was around 6:15 when you threw the ball the last time, and waited for Sam to retrieve it. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, fully inhaling the chill autumn air, when you heard a whelp coming from the water. Opening your eyes, you saw Sam caught on a wave, and struggling to get back to you. In a panicked state, you took off into the water, not worrying about the growing current, but more worried about your faithful companion, struggling in grasps of strong waves, at least for a dog his size. As you grab him by his collar, attempting to pull him out, another wave comes crashing into the two of you, causing you to go under. Trying to call for help, and failing, as the water fills your lungs, you stop struggling, knowing it might make your situation worse, however, Sam starts barking, with his head barely above the water.

Suddenly, you could feel yourself being pulled out of the water, and being held against a broad chest by strong arms. Once you reached the water, you looked at your savior, beautiful greenish-blue grey eyes met yours, and you saw a cute familiar face looking back at you. It was Linn, the barista in the cute local café. You had to admit, you’ve always had a crush on him, but from afar. You didn’t know anything about him, except that people claimed that his family had lived on the island for years, centuries even.

He had shaggy brown hair, and small freckles were scattered along his face. With his help, you got up from the ground and called out to Sam. “Are you alright? I saw you getting pulled under and saw your dog barking. Do you want me to call someone?” he asked , in a boyishly deep smooth voice. Gaping like a goldfish out of the water, it took you a few seconds to process what was said. Coughing, you rasped out “ Yes… I’m fine, thank you! My dog , Sam, got caught in the waves, and I tried to get him out.” you started babbling like a lost child. “ Can I call someone to come get you?” He asked again, a hint of concern in his eyes. “ oh, no… no it’s okay, I live alone, well with Sam. There’s no one to call.” you said, trying not to act like a 15 year old who just couldn't help but be nervous around her crush. “I’ll be fine, really, I just need to walk home and dry out. Thanks again for helping!” you exclaimed. Calling Sam to you, the both of you started to walk home. “ Hey! Wait!” you heard Linn calling from behind, “ I’ll walk you home, if that’s okay. It’s getting dark anyway. I’ll see to it that you both get home safe,”. Before you could say anything, you felt him putting his jacket over you, helping with the chill. You didn’t realize you were freezing until he wrapped his jacket around you.

When the three of you reached your home, Sam was happy to be back in the warm embrace of his bed. Standing by the door “ Would you like to come in? Maybe a cup of coffee… or tea or anything else, if you prefer?” quickly giving him the option of whatever he preferred, to make sure you didn't seem ignorant. Sure, he worked as a barista in the local café, but that doesn't mean he loved coffee, right? “ Um, sure! Anything will do,” he said, as he followed you in. Looking around, you kicked yourself in your head, not keeping up to the schedule you set yourself for cleaning up around the cottage. Sure, it was decent, but paper everywhere? A heaping amount of mugs were strewn around your coffee table, as you sat there working on your next work.

Quickly picking them up and moving them to the sink, you filled up the kettle and turned it on to boil. “ There’s tea and coffee in the cabinet above the kettle, feel free to help yourself. I’ll go get dried up,” the words left you, as if you were telling them to an old friend, hoping to not make a fool of yourself anymore, you gave him a sheepish smile and made your way upstairs to your bedroom.

(Linn pov)

I made my way to the cabinet, looking through the various tea blends. Something which would help with the cold temperature would be nice. There in the right corner of the cabinet, was a box of peppermint tea. It would definitely help make her feel better, since she was soaked to the bone. I can’t help but feel a sense of concern for her. This beautiful strong woman that I always encounter in the café I worked in, and possibly have a crush on, I can’t believe I never spoke to her. I’ve always seen her writing in the corner of the café, in her spot, as my coworkers and I have labeled it. She always seems so sure of herself, and always seems ready for anything, but today, out in the water when I saw her struggling, something came over me. I had to save her, felt a sense of protectiveness for her, hence why I offered to walk her home. Taking two bigger than average mugs from the cabinet, I filled them up with the boiling water, after placing a tea bag in each and placing them on the coffee table before the couch. Her dog was in front of the heater, longing for some warmth and hoping to dry off. I heard soft footsteps coming down the stairs.

As I got to the bottom of the stairs, I saw Sam laying before the heater, trying to get warm. Making my way to the tiny laundry room, I picked up Sam’s towel. Making my way to him, from the corner of my eye I saw Linn, sitting on the couch, two steaming mugs of what seemed to be one of my teas in front of him.

“ I made some peppermint tea, it helps with colds, we don’t want you to catch one now do we?” grinned Linn.

Thanking him, and taking the mug he held one, I sat next to him on the couch. Keeping some distance between us, I asked him if he wanted to use the bathroom to clean up.

“ If you have any spare clothing that might fit, I’d like that! It’s okay if you don’t though!” he nervously exclaimed. “ I do have some spare clothing that belonged to my grandpa, they should fit. Gimme a sec! I’ll go grab ‘em, and a towel too!” I exclaimed, leaving the cozy embrace of the couch.

Making my way to my room, where I kept a spare drawer full of my grandparent’s clothes, I dug out a jumper and a pair of pajama pants which belonged to my grandpa.

When I went down, I saw Linn drying Sam with the towel that I had left by his dog bed, and Sam being the belly rub loving dog he is, happily accepted Linn drying him with the towel, belly rubs being a necessity. Letting out a chuckle at the scene before my eyes, I held out the spare clothes and a fresh towel to Linn.

“ There’s a bathroom two doors left from the stairs upstairs,” I exclaimed, reaching for the doggy towel he left by the couch and chucking it in the laundry room. “Thank you,” he exclaimed, leaving to go to the bathroom.

Once Sam was dry enough, I picked up my mug of tea, making myself comfortable on the couch. Looking out the living room window, rain droplets trickling down the class, I sip on my tea, waiting for my guest to arrive from the bathroom. A couple minutes passed, looking up when I heard soft footsteps heading towards me, I offered Linn a smile and patted down the space next to me on the couch. “ Here, you can leave once the storm stops,” I handed him the mug.

We both sat beside each other, talking about what we remember about my grandparents and how we never spoke to each other when we were younger. Sam sitting at our feet. The dying fire casted a warm allure on his face, illuminating the soft scattered freckles. Hours passed as we enjoyed each other's company over another mug of tea, laughing at all the brief mutual moments that were shared between us. He mentioned that he would always get excited to see me whenever I visited my grandparents by the docks. I didn’t want to admit it, but I always loved to catch a few glimpses of him, whenever he wasn't looking as well.

I laughed at his words, tired but somehow feeling rejuvenated. It had been a long time since I last laughed with someone. It felt good to let go.

His expression of awe paused me mid laughter. He was gazing into my eyes, as I his. For a brief moment, his gaze averted to my lips. Moving his gaze up to my eyes, as soft as a whisper “ May I kiss you?” he asked, a foreign emotion lingered behind his now soft eyes.

Giving him a gentle nod, I felt him place his hand at the nape of my neck. Inhaling a deep breath, his scent which reminded me of the sea with a hint of musky peppermint enveloped my senses.

Linn leaned in, gently bringing my face towards his. He closed his eyes, and for a brief few seconds I admired him until mine shut involuntarily as I felt his lips on mine. After a few seconds, he pulled away, still gazing into my eyes, “ I’ve been wanting to do that for quite a while now,” he said, with a sheepish grin, before kissing me again.

He deepened the kiss a little, giving my bottom lip a light lick before pulling away. “ I regretted not telling you how I felt about you earlier… I did ask permission from your grandpa before he passed. The last thing he said to me was, he’d be happy if you chose me,” he paused for a second, a hint of sadness and regret casting a shadow on his blue eyes. “ I… I need to tell you something. I might … might not be who you expect. And I understand if I’m not who you want,” he stammered. Grunting, “ The rain’s about to stop. I should probably get going,” he said as he started to get up.

Grabbing onto his hand, “ No...don’t! Please… It’s late, you should stay!” I stopped him. “And I’ve had a silly little crush on you too… I just never knew how to tell you” I whispered. He sat next to me, slowly, as if I were made of fine china. That, at any moment, I might crumble. “ You did?” he breathed, his breath close enough that I could feel it on my face.

“ I also know what you are. Grandpa made sure to educate me on myths, and he said some were not myths. I’ve seen you carry your pelt around sometimes,” I closed his hand between mine. “I know you’re a selkie, Linn. I don’t want you to hide that from me.” I breathed, gazing into his eyes. I could catch a glimpse of adoration in them. “Thank you… for not running away, even when you knew what I was,” he sighed. I gazed at his lips, before catching them with mine, a soft peck, to let him know I accepted him for who he is.

i hate when girls feel dumb for trying to see the best in people and then end up hurt or disappointed like no!! it’s those people that were dumb for misleading you. they took advantage of your kindness and generosity, and they’ll rot for it 

Oni Boyfriends: Mori &Uji

A young woman travels far to learn her passion as well as embracing a side of herself she’s kept hidden.

Female Main Character x Male Monster x Male Monster (all cis)

I grew up in Rakshasa Country, far away from my family’s ancestral lands. My mother left before I was born, traveling with a small band of other women to start a brothel. They traveled from their native island of Shimokobe between the ocean and the Cobra Strait, and I was born in Rakshasa Country some years later. Aside from the other women, I never knew any other oni. I was separated from my heritage, and I grew up knowing more about the rakshasa than anything else.

When my mother passed away, Madame Seki taught me a traditional craft from back home. She made beautiful ornate masks, which she sold to customers who wanted to keep their anonymity. Granted, the ones she made for them were quite simple compared to the ones she taught me how to make. She started me out making them from clay, then taught me how to carve. I was passionate about the craft, and I learned all I could. I learned what different faces meant, and what the colors represented. I even went to the market to have one of the old rakshasa women teach me to make paints from pigments and spices.

I set up a small shop during the Festival of Color to sell my wares, hoping to make enough money to travel to Shimokobe and continue my education about my beloved craft. At first, it seemed no one was interested in them, but once the festival started I began to sell quite quickly. By the end of the night, I had nothing left and plenty of money to begin my journey to my native home.

Madame Seki was hesitant to see me go. She warned that back home I might not be well-received, and I should claim to be half-orc rather than half-oni. She gave me some clothes that once belonged to my mother, and her own hairpin for good luck and protection. I’d seen her threaten several customers with that pin, so I knew how to use it.

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Masterlist

Started: 28/04/2021

Last Updated: 28/04/2021

Exophilia

M! Werewolf x F! Reader Imagine (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3)

M! Selkie x F! Reader (Linn) (Part 1) (Part 2)

Werewolf x reader Part 2

Gawking at the wolf, now turned man in our garden, a thrill of excitement mixed with fear went through you. Excitement, because, the creatures you had always heard in stories and myths, well, so far only one, was true. Fear, because, HOW THE  HELL WERE YOU SUPPOSED TO DEAL WITH A WEREWOLF! 

You decide to make yourself coffee, and maybe another cup, just incase, and went out your back door. The logical part of your cluttered mind told you to leave the stranger alone, as most people would hate to be roused from their slumber, moreover, this man would find himself in somebody’s backyard, with someone staring at him... That  would definitely freak him out. Plus you had to be cautious, by the looks of things, you didn’t know if he was a rogue who might turn on someone. On the other hand, you had a smidge of absurdity running through your veins, which has mostly put you in not so great situations. Before you could stop yourself, you hand went to the stranger’s shoulders and shook him awake.

To no avail, this man was deep in his slumber, and no matter what you did to rouse him, failed to wake him. You had no other choice but to bring him to the roofed patio, at least then maybe he might able to stay dry from the much expected rain, as overhead, rainclouds were starting to gather, which the weather app said it would happen. Trying to at least haul this rather large man onto your shoulders, you proceeded to drag him in. 

It took quite some time, mind you. You weren’t exactly the fittest of people. But you had managed. Placing the warm mug of coffee next to him, alongside it placed was a handwritten note, given that he may be able to read it. You hoped the coffee would still at least be a little warm when he woke up. After staring at him, for what may have been a few seconds, you then proceeded to get started with your day. Hoping that, when you got back, he might be able to answer some of your questions.

Werewolf x reader (Full Moon imagine)

 Jostling up awake, you heard wolves in the  night. You were new to this town and the idea of wolves being so close by didn't sit well with you. You knew there’d be wolves, but not this close to town.

  Unable to go back to your peaceful slumber after a loud howl, you went to your kitchen to grab a glass of water, looking out the  window in front of you sink, you saw a wolf, injured with laboured breathing. You knew not to go near, but you fell a pull towards it. Opening your back door with an old blanket in hand, you cautiously walked into the night, looking left and right, while making sure no  other wolves were around. The moonlight led you to the wolf, as you looked up, you  saw the moon, full and shinning as bright as it could.

 As you neared the wolf, you had to make yourself calm, as any fear would be noticed by the magnificent creature. Fortunately for you, it was out cold, yet breathing softly, which allowed to you to get very close and drape the blanket over the huge animal. Hoping it would help the wolf against the cold autumn night.

 You went back to bed after some time, still shaken up with the fact that there was a wolf in your backyard, but you eventually fell asleep as sleep embraced you.

  The next morning, you woke up to the peaceful sound of birds chirping. Walking downstairs to go check on the wolf, you hoped it’d be on its way, but  as you neared your window, in the same exact spot where you left thee wolf, now laid a man.