Your vampire lover taking you out to the beach (at night of course). They know the water can hurt them, and the thought of the sun is terrifying to them, but they'll brave it for you, to watch your reflection in the sea as you dash down the damp sand, splashing in the tide.
They sit in their coffin, far away enough to be safe and observe.
But before too long, they flit to your side, running alongside you. Then, they take your hand and spin you around, lips to your exposed wrist and neck as they pull you into an embrace. And soon you're making love on the beaches, their impossibly long cloak and attire acting as a barrier between you and the sand. You, clothed in only moonbeams as you smile at them.
One you're finished, your fingers lace with theirs, they take in the moment, knowing it will one of many like the grains of sand at your feet. Happy memories that will one day fill the beaches and ocean.
werewolf partner who is terrified of turning around you because they're not sure how much control they'll lack in wolf-form. They make you chain them up in the basement, lock the door, and arm yourself with a gun just in case.
Finally the time comes, and you're ready. You expect to hear growling and thrashing, or some sort of vicious struggle. But you only hear faint whimpers. You decide to go downstairs to see what's up, and there you find them, in their wolf form - ears back, head down, looking sad and scared. You approach, and still, no aggression.
After a few moments, you even decide to sit next to them. They lean in cautiously to sniff you, their eyes lighting up as they seem to recognize your scent. They immediately scoot over and lay their gigantic head in your lap, still whimpering and shaking - clearly seeking comfort from you. You expected a ferocious monster from how they'd warned you, but instead, you essentially got a giant puppy.
You gently stroke and cuddle your werewolf until they fall asleep on you. Exhausted from all the previous excitement, and not wanting to leave them scared and alone, you fall asleep too. You're awoken in the morning by them - back in human form - shaking you in a panic. They found you lying next to them in a pile of fur, and thought that something had happened - that you were dead. They're glad to be wrong, as you rub the sleep from your eyes.
When they find out what all actually happened, they're extremely relieved, but a little embarrassed.
For a few of us, monsterfucking is never about kinking over some creature having you in all the ways possible.
It is about letting yourself being vulnerable and fragile and emotional with someone that's supposed to hurt and kill you, but instead just worships you and cares about you for being just like them:
Being shamed over the looks you've never asked for, but having the heart and sould only a few could understand.
Monsterfucking/Exophilia etc isn't just about an unusual kink.
It is OUR way of telling Beauty and the Beast, because we can see the good in them, because we all wanted for them to see the good in ours.
A centaur with a special harness and restraints made for you so you can swing around underneath her and bounce up and down on her cock while she trots around doing her tasks
When you got hired on as a Centaur Caretaker, you thought it was going to be things like mucking stalls and maybe helping them dress or something. What you didn’t expect was that you were meant to help “relieve” one. You got to pick and see if you click. If not, then you were paid for the time getting to know them, but not hired. You felt weird about it at first, but then you saw her.
It didn’t take long for you two to click, and honestly, most of the time it felt more like you were dating than you being her Caretaker. You even sometimes came over just to hangout and spend time together. When it was time for you two to finally sleep together, it was fantastic. Her cock filled you up perfectly and you felt like your mind was melting. The next time, things were a little bit different.
“Please? I want to really feel you bounce on me,” she begged, looking at you with those dark brown eyes that you have come to love so dearly.
“Well, okay,” you finally relented.
The two of you got the swing on her, and you wiggled yourself into it. The head of her huge, flared cock teased your wet cunt as she secured your hands to her sides with small cuffs so you wouldn’t fall. She started trotting, cramming her fat cock into you with one thrust. You started whining and moaning immediately, rocking back on her, desperate for more.
You didn’t even care when she started doing chores, her cock still slamming in and out of you. Your eyes rolled back into your head as she stretched you, her cock bullying into your cervix, her precum slicking your insides. You could feel her throbbing as her climax approached, making you clench eagerly around her. You wanted to feel her cum in you so badly that it didn’t even matter when she went outside, continuing her tasks with her cock buried inside of you for everyone to see.
In fact, you started begging for her to cum. To fill you up. It didn’t matter that everyone would hear and see you. You just wanted her to use you like the toy you were meant to be.
when ur girlfriend tells u to come over so she can "rearrange ur guts" but ur a manananggal and she's a med student 💀✂️
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[Image Description: A drawing depicting a med student studying her manananggal girlfriend's intestines, which are laid out on layers of tarp and plastic sheets. The whole piece is in warm shades of yellow, orange, and brown.
The student has books, notes, and a box of used bloody gloves to her left. Her gloved right hand is placed on the thigh of the manananggal's detached lower body, with one leg casually crossed over each other. Intestines and stylized blood pour from the latter's pelvis, staining her jean shorts red.
The manananggal's upper body and wings rest against a pillow and a drawer. She is scowling and looking slightly peeved at her phone. Next to her is a water bottle and a plate of street food, with an uneaten stick of dugo. /end ID]
Plsss write smth with lesbian werewolf or cryptid or eldritch horror 🙇♀️🙇♀️🙇♀️ I love your writing sm 🤗🤗🤗
Lesbian werewolf who agrees to do housework around your home in exchange for sex and sexual favors. She seems to know a little of everything and no job is too big or too small for her, as long as you're willing to pay of course.
Sure you could pay a plumber to come over and stop your toilet from running, or you could have a couple drinks with her, and she'll get around to fixing your shit eventually, but first you gotta bounce on her thick callous fingers like a good pup, get yourself nice and wet but don't cum- be a good girl for her and she'll get you everything you need.
You could also probably hang a shelf by yourself, there are a million tutorials on YouTube on how to do it, or you could just put a stud finder on her chest and go "found one!" and she'll pound into you for a good three hours straight before she puts up your shelf in under five minutes and goes right back to being in between your legs.
You don't own power tools, why would you? All you have to do is gag on her strap for a little while and she'll let you borrow whatever you need- or if you're a good little slut for her, and finger her while sucking her strap she'll do whatever the fuck it is you need done anyways. Doesn't want her little puppy breaking a nail putting together furniture or whatever.
She's pretty good with just basic around-the-house stuff but she's not as good with cars so if you want her to work on yours it's gonna cost you. Costs exactly one butch werewolf girl sitting on your face until she cums so hard her thighs shake.
Sometimes she comes over, not to fix anything just to drink your beer sit on your couch, and relax after work. She loves it when you rub her shoulders or massage her feet after a long day. You'll whisper that she works too hard, that she deserves to relax and be treated like a princess.
She lays back on the couch and lets you get on top of her she doesn't have to do anything but feel good. Sex is a lot softer and slower when you top, less rushed and animalistic, and more indulgent and doting. no favors, no work to be done. just you and your werewolf princess.
something about a horror beyond your comprehension, except they're surprisingly friendly and gentle with you >>>
the creature underneath your bed or in your closet, coming out to ask you if you're ok after a nightmare, and even possibly comfort you until you're ready to go back to sleep.
the thing in the woods at night cornering you at a dead end, you shitting yourself thinking this is it, only for it to bend down and ask - in somewhat broken & awkward english - if you're lost or need help.
whatever you imagine behind you in the shower while you're washing your face, actually washing your back for you.
imagine your sleep paralysis demon getting along with your pets.
art of a monster/nonhuman character crouched over and protecting their injured human partner or friend and visibly consumed by feral rage at whoever did this
extra points if said rage is otherwise out of character for them