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Hey there friend! Big fan of your writing!! 😊 I saw a prompt for a monster dating app but I never was able to find it written, but I always loved the concept. If you're unable to flesh it out I might try a hand at it myself!
That would be @thetravelerwrites’ ‘okcryptid’ app idea! You should check out her page because I think there’s a masterlist of all the people who have created stories based on the idea!
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Monster March 2024- Day 28- Cryptid
OkCryptid
Because I can't resist. I know, I'm running behind. But hopefully I'll be able to catch up.
Huge thanks to @borealwrites for their fabulous Monster March 2024 Prompt List. As well as @thetravelerwrites for their OkCryptid prompt.
Monster March 2024- Day 28- Cryptid-
OkCryptid- Beerfest
Phoenix felt she should have gotten a shower, or at the very least, changed out of her work scrubs. But there was no way she had enough time between her late emergency clients and this date. She was honestly tired, stressed and with all the tips she got, she had enough to treat herself - even if this date didn’t show as she went straight to the bar to get the strongest, fruitiest drink. Even though this bar was currently having a beerfest. But she wasn’t a beer kind of girl but she knew she could get one hell of a drink no matter what.
“Hey Phoenix, what can I get you?” Andy asked as he approached her.
“I need a bahama mama, could you make her lethal please?” Phoenix requested hopefully.
“You got it. Rough day?” He asked as he started making her the drink, putting in twice the amount of alcohol as normal.
“Yeah, I got booked for my two emergency appointment slots tonight- on top of a full shift. And I just got matched on OkCryptid and he wanted to meet me here tonight at the last minute and I don’t have time to go home, get freshened up first or anything. I just hope my deodorant holds out.” Phoenix admitted as she nibbled on her bottom lip.
“Well if he tries anything, or even if he stands you up, you let me know ok?” Andy urged her.
“Absolutely, thanks.” Phoenix thanked him gratefully before he finished her drink and she slid him a 50.
“Understood. Tell the hostess you’re a friend of Angel’s and she’ll seat you around the bar where we can keep an eye on ya. And tell your waiter or waitress that too and they’ll keep a close eye on you too.” Andy urged her.
“Let me get you change.” Andy offered.
“No. I don’t need change, I just need your eyes. I just got a bad feeling about this- my date all but demanded that I meet him ASAP, he just came off just a tad aggressive in asking me out tonight. He said he would meet me anywhere, and pay for any dinner I wanted, and he wanted to take me to some super expensive place that I'm way underdressed for. So here tonight- even on a Friday night during a beerfest was where I'm known- was a compromise.” Phoenix explained.
“Thank you!” She nodded as she got her drink and took a long pull, melting at the ice cold, delicious, sweet and strong drink in her mouth.
She kept checking her phone as he sent her several messages where he swore and promised he was coming, but just needed to find a parking spot nearby because the bar was packed and people were having to park in the parking garage nearby, where she too had parked, but walked here. She waited, a few anxious minutes before her date came in, only a few minutes late, but that was ok. She needed the drink to take the edge off and hopefully this wouldn’t blow up in her face, again.
“Here he is, wish me luck.” Phoenix offered to Andy before she left the bar with drink in hand.
“Draven?” She asked as she came up to him with her drink once she waived and he lit up with a bright happy smile when he saw her as he tried to move through the crowded restaurant to get to her as well.
“Hey! Phoenix, right?” He asked charmingly and a bit nervously as he offered her his hand to shake.
“Yup. A pleasure to meet you. Sorry, I just got off work. I look like a mess, had my two emergency appointments get booked tonight. No time to go home and get ready or anything.” She offered as she gestured to her appearance.
“Oh pffbbsh, don’t worry about it. I know it’s still spring and still the busy season. And you don’t need to get all dressed up and dolled up, you’re gorgeous just the way you are.” He tried to charm her.
“Aww, thanks. So did you get us a reservation?” She asked.
“Yes I did. Let’s go.” He offered as he gently ushered them through the crowd to where the hostess was telling others who were coming in, what kind of wait there was for the pub tonight, with wait times now almost being an hour long.
“Hi, I have a reservation for two under Harrison?” He offered.
“And I’m a friend of Angel’s.” Phoenix offered as she and the hostess exchanged a meaningful look and a nod.
“Oh awesome. Angel’s a great friend to have isn’t she? I have your down, it’s still gonna be another 15 to 20 minutes for your table to be ready.” The hostess offered as she put a symbol next to the reservation.
“We can wait by the bar right?” Phoenix asked.
“Yes, absolutely, here’s your buzzer, just come back when it goes off.” She offered as she offered them the buzzer before Phoenix grabbed it with her free hand and then went back to the bar to snag two open seats next to each other.
“So what can I get you?” Andy asked as he came over to Draven.
“What do you have on tap? Besides what's on beerfest?” Draven asked before Phoenix slid the beer menu over to him once he gave the flyer a dismissive glance. Granted, it was for sour beers, which she didn’t care for either.
“I’ll take a pint of….ooh, a toasted macadamia nut stout.” Draven offered before Andy nodded and poured the beer for him.
“So why did you want to meet me tonight? And not tomorrow?” Phoenix asked.
“Because I had plans for my other nights and this was the only one that opened up at the last minute.” Draven answered.
“I see.” Phoenix nodded as she sipped her drink.
“That busy for you too huh?” She offered.
“Yes! It’s been crazy busy, but my friend is wanting to do a group date thing tomorrow night actually, and I don’t have anyone and I really don’t want to ask any of the girls in the office because office romances rarely ever work out. Like I know with shows like The Office and Parks and Rec and pffbbbshh, just about every other cast show, that’s like a big deal but in real life? It tends to be on par with nuclear disasters, at least in my experience. So, yeah, I really just didn’t want to go and risk being set up with anyone’s girlfriend’s friend? Because then it’s just really awkward for everyone too because especially if there’s nothing there between you, you’re both there because you’re friends with the involved party and you’re just counting down the minutes until it’s over and I’ve done that too many times to count now and I don’t even take my chances with that anymore. So, sorry if I came off as needy or pushy or demanding or anything, I’m just in a bind with this. But I really didn’t want to get set up on a blind pity date again.” He confessed.
“Right, so when your evening opened up, you took your chances with OkCryptid instead?” She concluded as she nodded in understanding. Ok that made sense as her inner alarm started to ease just a tad.
“Yup. I’ll trust an algorithm over sheer, blind luck any day. And with you just putting your profile up on OkCryptid and with you working at The Velvet Spa, I knew I needed to take my chances and shoot my shot sooner than later before you get snatched off the market because single girls in there, don’t stay single for long, like barely a day, a week at the absolute most.” Draven reasoned.
“I guess that makes sense.” Phoenix nodded slowly again.
“So, are you just looking to date a Velvet Spa girl period or…?” Phoenix asked suspiciously.
“Sorry, that came off really wrong. It’s not a fetish, I swear, I was just happy we matched, you- doing the work you do is just a huge bonus because you’re used to working with clients who are anything other than human most of the time. And with OkCryptid, it’s more for “other” kinds of people, but obviously, a lot of humans will use it as something of a fetish too.” He clarified.
“Yeah, I guess that makes sense. So, are you a client there?” She asked.
“Oh of course.” He confirmed as she lowkey put his name into the system to hopefully bring up his client file so she would know more than just what his own profile stated. But his client profile didn’t really offer much more either, just his service history.
“So, is your friend dating someone at The Velvet Spa too?” Phoenix asked thoughtfully.
“Yes, River.” He confirmed.
“Oh! So you’re a friend of Rane’s.” She realized.
“Oh, are you a friend of hers?” Draven asked hopefully.
“Uh, no. I don’t know her that well because I only know her at work, we don’t really hang out much outside of work. I’m new and still learning everyone. I only overheard her say Rane’s name in the breakroom, but I was just in there getting more supplies when I heard it. She wasn’t even talking to me. That’s about it. It’s the busy season, we’re in the trenches and practically still in the weeds. And will be for at least the next week or two then things will start to calm down.” Phoenix admitted.
“Ah shucks, I was hoping you knew her so you could tell me if Rane got a good one or not. He’s one of my oldest friends and I’ve seen him go through the ringer a few times. And I was just hoping River would be the settling down type.” He snapped his fingers.
“Sorry, I don’t really know River, so I can’t really say one way or another. I mean I always wish for the best and for things to work out for others in general.” She offered a small shrug.
“Oh of course.” He nodded in agreement.
“So, are you new to the area too?” He asked.
“Yup. I got headhunted straight out of school by Maddison and the others on maternity leave because the girls on maternity leave, still need work done themselves and Bianca not only reimburses it, but it’s a way for them to- keep working I guess, even while on leave. Which is why I think half the staff always seems to be on maternity leave. Bianca even has a wing, especially dedicated to those who are on and off maternity leave. Which is really nice.” She noted.
“But you must be really good to be headhunted like that.” He ventured.
“Well, I would say I’m average for a newbie.” She chuckled a bit.
“My class just graduated only two weeks ago. I started training even before I fully graduated because the way they teach us things in school and the way Bianca does things is slightly different. Actually Bianca does things better and to a standard that’s well above any and every State and Federal Medical Board and she runs that Spa as if every client is an inspector and keeps us practically in a constant state of readiness. And she makes sure all of us are ready for when and if the board does a surprise inspection. And I was lucky that my clients followed me from the school’s clinic to The Velvet Spa, even though, most go to the school clinic because it’s much cheaper and easier to get in there than it is to the spa. But, with the school clinic, it’s still a blind grab bag because you could get a first, second or third semester student. But I live like, an hour away, just outside the city. So it’s a long drive, but so far, it’s been well worth it. There’s little towns with little beauty salons that others go to. But the client density is way smaller out there and barely enough to fill a part timer’s hours. But with Bianca not only offering full time hours with full time pay, but with benefits to boot which in this industry- is a rarity.” She offered.
“Oh, so do you know Dove?” He asked hopefully.
“Yes! Dove I know. She was in the class ahead of me. And she even vouched for me to get the position in the first place.” Phoenix nodded.
“Well, she is supposed coming too with my friend Finley, so at least you’d know someone if you went with me to the thing tomorrow.” He supplied.
“Yeah I would. So you work with Finley and Rane? Because I know they are working on a project together but from two separate companies.” Phoenix recalled.
“In a way, yeah, I work in financing and I’ve helped with the financing on their various projects.” He offered.
“Oh, that’s nice.” Phoenix nodded.
“So what’s this thing tomorrow?” Phoenix asked.
“Oh Rane wanted a group dating- thing at this really nice teppanyaki restaurant, it’s called Sakura Fuji. And they invited me and others that are in on the project and some of them are married and others already have girlfriends or whatever but I was the only one without a partner. And I didn’t want to chance any of them- putting stress on their new relationships- trying to ask their girlfriends to get a friend of theirs to come be my date for it, because again, bad experiences with that in the past. And this time, I just kind of went out on a limb and you’re practically my hail miracle.” He offered.
“And what time would it be at?” Phoenix asked.
“Oh I think it’s at 6. Six or seven.” He answered.
“Ok, that sounds fun. I’ve only been to like a hibachi place before, so that’s kind of similar right?” She mused.
“Yeah, practically the same thing, just a lot nicer with much better ingredients.” He expounded.
“Well, in that case, I’m looking forward to it.” Phoenix grinned as she gave Andy the ‘I’m good’ grin and subtle hand motion just as the buzzer went off
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Games For Gaza Bundle
First off, it is impossible to overstate how packed with feature length ttrpgs this thing is.
Monster Care Squad, Extreme Meatpunks Forever, Crow Island, i'm sorry did you say street magic, Cybermetal 2012, A Sunless Space, Mourn, Disk Masters, Okcryptid, Paris Gondo And The Life Saving Magic Of Inventorying, Neon Nights, Apocalypse Frame, Alone On A Journey, TEN MILLION HP PLANET, Anamnesis, Doikayt: A Jewish TTRPG Anthology, Beam Saber, and more.
Also, there's a bunch of video games. I'm less familiar with them, but I recognize Arcade Spirits, and there's other visual novels too.
And most importantly, sales from this bundle go to the organization Medical Aid For Palestinians, which is providing necessary aid in a humanitarian crisis.
I have games in here too, but you'll have to find them, and that won't be easy given how many incredible titles there are.
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Do you have any advice for a feral forest beast looking for love? Asking for my own sake.
have you tried dating apps? maybe okcryptid? id say tinder but i get the feeling that doesnt mix well with the whole forest thing.
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This Tuesday evening I get to play TOMBS: Toot On My Balls Skeleton with my good friend (and mod!) @trollmila! I knew I wanted to play this game with someone I'm very comfortable playing with, and also someone who is very silly. Considering that one of the more recent things we played together was a game of okcryptid involving a sewer-dwelling cryptid named Piss Boy, I knew this would be a great game to play with them.
TOMBS is a TTRPG where you play as skeletons who really would like to have sex but don't quite remember how to do it (they also maybe don't quite remember who they are or even what sex actually is). Get it here!
#ttrpg#indie ttrpg#ttrpg stream#streaming#ttrpg one shot#incredibly indie#twitch streamer#indie ttrpgs#two player ttrpg#toot on my balls skeleton
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Hey, sorry if this sounds a bit pushy. But arenyou planning on making another collar any time soon? It was durimg one of these opne collabs that i was able to share my fics and meet people with similar tastes
The OkCryptid collab is actually still open, it's just that no one has contacted me about it in a long while, so I'm not sure if anyone has written anything for it since it was last updated. If you'd like to contribute to it, please feel free to let me know.
Otherwise, I haven't opened another collab. My health has been on a serious decline, so I've taken time to focus on recovering and fundraising in an effort to see a specialist states away. I can't really commit to another collab until I'm in a better place physically and mentally.
Sorry about that!
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Welcome to this blog lovelies! This is a safe space, and as a safe space, I wish to make you comfortable. Here I plan on creating monster/creature stories for all my lovely ones out there, no matter your race, gender or sexuality (that is if I get around to doing it). I hope that, I can include you well and to the best of my ability. Specifics pertaining to a certain gender, race or sexuality will be listed in the beginning. I've noticed many monster stories always seem to have a Reader yet they are given a distinct appearance and even a name. Here, unless otherwise stated by the story, I want it to be to your imagination. One more thing, I want to include my favorite monsters! Some of my favorites don't always have the spotlight, so let's shed light on that! I hope I can serve you well! Call me Luna! She/Her. Thank you all!
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Male Spider Monster Silus x Gender Neutral Reader (SFW)
Note: This is my first piece of writing in a very long time and my first exophilia story. Written for the awesome OkCryptid Collab. Its also the first instalment of a series of stories I’m currently working on.
A huge thanks goes to @thetravelerwrites for proofreading/editing this piece. She’s an absolute star and fantastic writer, who dedicates a lot of her time to this community, supporting other writers and helping readers find exophilia works by maintaining both the OkCryptid Masterlist & the Exophilia Creators Masterlist. So go give her your love and support over on her blog.
Without further ado, here’s 4,124 words of human/monster romance. Hope you enjoy it.
Sitting at your desk, trying to write the newest chapter of your latest novel, you sigh when you her a ping from your mobile. In all honesty, the distraction is welcome; you’ve been suffering from a major case of writer's block and you’d take any excuse to put your work aside.
Checking your notifications, you sigh again when you see it’s from OkCryptid, the monster and cryptid dating app created to help monsters find mates, that you’d downloaded a couple of weeks beforehand. You had hoped it would give you a better chance at finding the one but so far you’d had the same amount of luck that you had with every other app on the market. Which was none.
You hadn’t been on a date in months. Your last relationship was over three years ago and so far things weren’t looking very positive with this new dating app. Since joining, there were very few matches and all the messages you’d received were either from men just looking to hook up for that night or they were dick pics. You couldn’t fathom why anyone thought that sending a picture of their dick would somehow seduce you but they did it anyway.
Taking a deep breath, you check to see what it’s notifying you off and you see that you have a new match and have been sent a new message from a user named Silus. Swearing to yourself that if it’s another unsolicited picture you were deleting the app, you open the message first without bothering to check his profile. No point in getting your hopes up before seeing what he’s sent you.
[Sent: 2:47pm] Silus: Hey, how are you today? I’ve recently just moved to the area and we’ve matched… So I thought I’d just say hi…
Well, that was a good start. It's certainly the nicest message you’ve received so far. Deciding to check his profile, you gasp, seeing that he’s an arachnid, specifically a spider type, which you’d never seen before.
Most arachnids chose to avoid the city, mainly due to their size and their preference for solitude. They weren’t known to be the most social of creatures and, despite being known to the general public for a couple of centuries, were one of the few species that shunned modern society, choosing to remain in forests or caves far from civilization. You weren’t sure if this was because of their nature or due to the fact that they were one of the few monsters many humans, and even some other monsters, still feared. Even those who weren’t outright scared of arachnid type monsters were still wary and uncomfortable around them.
You’re not sure how you feel about them, never having actually met one but you’re not exactly a fan of spiders. While you aren’t scared of them, they did make you squeamish. Shuddering thinking of the large spider you had to remove from your flat the day before, you decide to at least check over Silus’s profile and pictures.
His profile bio was short and sweet: he stated his name, age, and sexual orientation before going on to say that he loved plants and flowers, music, poetry and going for walks in the moonlight. He’d also added that he had just moved to the city and was looking to make new friends and hopefully find a mate. He had a gallery full of pictures, which were mostly pictures of various types of flowers, but he had a couple of himself.
Enlarging the first picture of himself, which was a selfie of just his face and torso, you were pleasantly surprised to find that you didn’t mind his spider features. His head and body was humanoid in shape, his skin incredibly pale and his very long, very straight hair was a shiny white. He had four eyes that were completely black with no sclera, those eyes sat in a row, with two larger in the centre and two smaller either side of those. His mouth was wide and in the photo he was grinning, showing that he had nothing but two large fangs in his upper jaw. His shoulders were broad and his torso was well built, with clearly defined muscles though he wasn’t overly muscular.
Swiping through his photos, you find another picture of him, this one being a full body shot which was clearly taken from a small distance. Here you could see his lower body where is torso ended and joined with his spider half, which looked large and bulbous, black in colour but covered in fine white hair which looked fuzzy. Attached to this body were eight long jointed legs which were also covered in fine white hairs. His legs looked as thick as tree trunks and you couldn’t be sure from looking at the photo but he looked huge.
This part of his body did make you apprehensive, and the more you look at it the worse you feel. Flicking between the two pictures you couldn’t decide if you were attracted to him or not. On one hand you found him incredibly beautiful, with his large pitch black eyes that you could easily get lost in and his gorgeous sleek looking hair and toned upper body. He also seemed sweet natured and had a lovely smile despite the fangs.
On the other hand, his spider lower half gave you the shivers and those long legs creeped you out. You cringed looking at them again and even thinking about those legs in motion made you shudder. Chewing on your lip you debated with yourself; you’d matched with him so obviously you had things in common and you didn’t have to jump into a relationship with him. You could always be friends first and see if it went anywhere. You just weren’t sure you could get over those eight legs…
Ping.
Startled, you look back at your phone which had gone to sleep at some point during your mental debate, and you see you have received another message from Silus.
[Sent: 3:16pm] Silus: I like your profile by the way, you’re very beautiful.... We must have a lot in common, I’ve been using this app for over a year now and I’ve never seen such a high percentage match...
Checking you see that he’s right, you’ve matched with him eighty-eight percent which was much higher than any other match you’d had and from everything you’d heard it was really rare to get a match that high. It was just your luck he had to be an arachnid, he seemed really nice too. Deciding to think further on it and make a decision later, you go back to writing, after all your novel wasn’t going to write itself.
A couple of hours later, feeling like you’ve made a lot of progress, you decide it’s time for some food. However a quick search around the kitchen reminds you that you’ve not been shopping in days. Take-away it is then.
Ping!
Frowning you see you’ve gotten another message from Silus, thinking he’s getting a little pushy, you open it to read.
[Sent: 5:30pm] Silus: Hey again, so I was thinking… I would understand if your not interested, many people don’t like arachnids…. I know a lot of people, especially humans are scared of my kind… But I hope you’ll give me a chance and see I’m not scary at all… or maybe your just busy or at work... Sorry...
Crap! You’d forgotten that your settings had been set to send read receipts. He knows you’ve read his messages and now thinks you’re ignoring him. You wonder how often that happens to him, he sounds so dejected and now you feel bad. He’d said in his earlier message that he’d been using the app for over a year so that meant he’d not had much luck finding someone. A bit like me then, thinking to yourself. Looking at his pictures again, you come to a decision.
[Sent: 5:32pm] You: Hi Silus, I’m good thanks and I was working… I am interested but to be honest I’ve never met an arachnid before and I’m unsure how I feel about it.
Silus: Oh my gosh, you replied :-) Thank you! It’s okay that you feel that way, at least you’re willing to give me a chance…
Silus: Lots of people are afraid of spiders and by extension spider monsters but honestly I wouldn’t hurt a fly…
Silus: …Well that’s a lie and probably a bad example, but really I’m not scary in the slightest…
Chuckling, you rather like Silus’s sense of humour though you’re not sure he was aiming to be funny. He was so sweet and seemed really surprised that you’d replied. Makes you wonder again how many people have ignored him just because of what he is.
You: Lol! I’m not scared of spiders exactly but they do make me uncomfortable… I’d like to get to know you though...
You: So… how are liking city life?
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You and Silus spent the rest of the evening getting to know each other. You learn that he works as a florist, that he’s renting a flat in the city centre and is flat sharing with a moth monster. Which did surprise you as you thought that their two species have a turbulent history. He asks what you do for work and then about the novel you’re currently writing.
The two of you end up talking long into the night and at some point you fall asleep still mid conversation. As soon as you wake up you're checking your phone for messages from Silus. You have two, the first answering the question you’d asked just before falling asleep and a second twenty minutes later where he says that he assumes you’ve falling asleep and to have sweet dreams.
Smiling to yourself, you send him a message confirming that you did in fact fall asleep and that you’re sorry about that. You then decide to get up and start your day. An hour later Silus is messaging you good morning and telling you not to worry about it. The two of you spend the rest of the morning chatting until he has to go to work. He messages again once he’s home from work and you spend the evening in the same manner as the night before.
The rest of the week followed the same pattern, work, eat and chat to Silus. By this point the two of you had swapped mobile numbers and were now communicating via both text and call. He had the loveliest voice and often during calls you forgot that you had to respond. Meeting in person wasn't a subject brought up until exactly one week after you’d first started chatting.
You were just sitting, eating lunch when you heard the ping of your mobile.
[Sent: 2:13pm] Silus: Afternoon gorgeous, are you free this evening? If you are, would you like to get a drink in town?
Taking a deep breath, you think it over, you really liked Silus and were pretty confident now that the two of you could really have something good together. Him being an arachnid no longer made you uncomfortable, at least in theory, but you were incredibly nervous. What if you saw him in person and you couldn’t see past those eight legs, you didn’t want to hurt him. Or what if when he saw you, he thought you weren’t as attractive in person. A previous date had told you that you looked thinner in your photos after all. You sigh, either way you had to know, for both your sakes.
You: Afternoon, I am free tonight and that would be lovely. Where were you thinking?
Silus: Great! :-D My flatmate works in this bar and restaurant which caters for folks like us, called The Bears Den, does that sound okay to you? It’s in city centre.
You: Yes of course! What time?
Silus: 6pm? Shall I come pick you up or would you rather we meet there?
You: 6 works for me. I’ll just meet you there, no point in you leaving the city centre to come collect me :-) I’ll get the bus, will only take me twenty minutes.
Silus: If you’re sure, I don’t mind the extra journey, I’d travel hours to pick you up ;-)
You: Lol, your so sweet but yes I’m sure. I’ll see you there at 6.
Silus: Alright then, I’ll meet you outside the bar. See you later gorgeous… can’t wait.
You: Me either! See you soon!
Checking the clock, you see that it was already 2:30pm and you had no idea what you were going to wear. Deciding your best bet would be to call your fashion-forward best friend and get her advice, your frustrated when she doesn’t answer. Oh well best go raid your wardrobe.
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Your shaking with nerves by the time you get there and of course your twenty minutes early. Standing outside the bar feeling like an utter twit, you inspect the building. The outside is painted a glossy black and the name of the bar is painted in gold cursive above the very wide, very tall doors. It looked nice. Through the glass in the doors you could see the place already had a good number of patrons despite the early time.
You’re surprised and jump in shock when you hear your name spoken softly from behind you. Spinning around you come face to face with Silus, well more accurately you came face to stomach with Silus, because he was huge. Your breath catches in your throat and you gaze in astonishment at his form.
His large spider lower body was lowered to just inches off the ground and his long legs were arched upwards, their height reached to his human torso before coming back down to the ground. This close you could see that he had three claws at the end of each of those legs. Shifting your gaze back up, you took notice that he was wearing a smart midnight blue shirt before your attention was brought to his hands, which he was wringing togethering in nervousness. Looking to his face you could see that he looked wary but his mouth was turned up into a tentative smile.
It’s only when he quietly says your name and asks if you're alright that you realise that you’ve stood there just staring at him for the past two minutes. Giving yourself a mental shake you manage to give him a nod.
‘‘Yes! I’m good, thanks! Um... hi...’’ you giggle nervously.
‘‘Hi...’’ he replies, smile widening. ‘You still want to do this?’’
‘‘Yes, of course, sorry! Shall we go in?’’ You stammer.
Holding the door open for you, he shakes his head ‘‘No need to be sorry, I know I’m a lot to process.’’
‘‘Um... just a bit, I wasn’t expecting you to be so... big,’’ you stammer, as you pass under his arm into the bar.
‘‘Does it bother you?’’ He asks, as you make your way to the bar.
Shaking your head and giving him a smile over shoulder, you glance around the bar and see the vast majority of patrons are other non-humans. Behind the bar serving you spot a lizardfolk, who looks like a leopard gecko and a white tiger rakshasa. The rakshasa looks your way and raises a brow when he clocks Silus at your side. Making his way down the bar with a large grin on his face, you hear Silus let out a groan and suddenly he leans down to whisper in your ear, ‘‘He’s a harmless flirt.’’
‘‘What?’’ You stammer, but before he can say anything else the Rakshasa is standing in front of you and leaning over the bar to clasp Silus’s hand.
‘‘Ayaan,’’ Silus nods.
‘‘Silus,’’ rumbles the rakshasa, ‘‘It’s been awhile. Who’s your cute friend?’’ He says looking at you and giving you a wink.
Silus makes the introductions and as you give Ayaan your hand to shake, he leans down to kiss the back of your hand and gives you a cheeky grin. You understand now what Silus meant. Turning to Silus, Ayaan asks ‘‘Does Rowan know you’re out on a date?’’
‘‘Yes, and he’s upset he’s not here to see it’’ Silus replies, laughing. You give him a questioning look, but he just shakes his head at you and mouth’s later.
Turning back to Ayaan and ordering your drinks you head to a table towards the back of the bar where it’s quieter. Whilst you sit on a chair, Silus pushes the chair opposite you towards another table and lowers his spider body to the floor shifting his legs to a comfortable position. As you watch him do this, it occurs to you that your not feeling squeamish like you feared you might. In fact, your itching to lean over and see if those hairs are as fuzzy as they look. Giving Silus a smile, you see that he’s gazing just as intensely at you.
‘‘You’re very beautiful,’’ he says, swallowing nervously.
‘‘Thank you. So are you,’’ you reply, blushing.
‘‘No I’m not,’’ he says sadly, fixing you a look. ‘‘I look monstrous, I know that… but thank you for saying it anyway.”
Shaking your head you reply, ‘‘Yes, you are! You’re gorgeous, Silus…. at least you are to me, anyway,’’ you mumble shyly, reaching over the table to grasp his hand and squeezing it briefly.
Silus blushes prettily, looking at your hands shyly. Turning his hand around to clasp yours in a soft hold. ‘‘Thank you,’’ he says, sounding choked.
Hoping to distract him, you ask ‘‘So.. Is Ayaan a good friend of yours?’’
‘‘Oh yeah,’’ he replies shaking his head as if coming out of a daze, ‘‘I met him through Rowan.’’
‘‘And Rowan is? And why is he upset that he’s not here?’’ You ask raising a brow.
Chucking he replies, ‘‘Sorry, Rowans my flatmate and he’s upset because he thinks I’m probably going to make a fool of myself and he’s not here to see it…’’
‘‘Oh. Well... you haven’t, so he’s not missing anything,’’ you smile. “Is it his night off then?’’ You ask.
Shaking his head, ‘‘Nope, he would usually be working now but he’s gone home to West Oaks to attend one of his sister's wedding.’’
‘‘West Oaks? That’s where your from too right?’’ You ask.
Nodding, ‘‘Yeah... we grew up together, best friends since school. Neighbours too. We were both the youngest of all our many siblings so we spent our childhood bemoaning our lot in life.’’ He had a fond smile on his face.
‘‘You have a lot of siblings?’’ You ask sipping at your drink.
‘‘Yep! I’m one of twenty-six.’’ He grins.
‘‘No. Way.’’ you reply, sputtering.
Laughing, Silus nods ‘‘Arachnids tend to lay a lot of eggs... Moths do too, actually, Rowan is one of thirty.’’
‘‘Oh wow! No wonder the two of you banded together,’’ You say stunned.
‘‘Yeah, so when Ro decided he wanted to move to the city, I told him I was coming with,’’ Silus chuckles.
‘‘And.. do you like it here?’’
‘‘Yeah, it’s nice,’’ he tells you nodding. ‘‘Very different from living rurally, of course, and I miss the forest sometimes, but there’s a lot of good things about living in the city.’’
Before you can reply to that, Ayaan is suddenly at your table with a massive grin on his face, startling you both. Silus jerks so badly four of his legs flick out causing Ayaan to snicker loudly.
‘‘You two looked liked you were having fun, so I thought I’d offer table service’’ he says putting another two drinks down on the table. ‘‘Drink up,’’ he says and salutes before strolling back to the bar. You see the gecko behind the bar shaking his head at Ayaan’s antics, catching your eye he gives you an apologetic look before turning to serve another customer.
‘He’s a character,’’ You laughingly say, looking back at Silus.
‘‘That’s one word to describe him,’’ he chuckles jokingly.
You and Silus spent the rest of the evening talking and laughing, as he tells you stories from his childhood and teenage years where he and Rowan would get themselves into trouble. You tell him some of your own stories in return, telling him of the shenanigans that you and your best friend regularly got up to.
The two of you are so absorbed in each other that you don’t realise how late it has gotten until you hear a loud bellow from the otherside of the bar. Glancing around you see that the place is now packed full of boisterous patrons and that you have somehow missed the fact there is now a live band on stage. Over by the pool tables there is a large minotaur and a small goblin having a tussle over a pool cue and a very large orc with a dark scowl, who is obviously security is headed their way. Behind the bar both the gecko and Ayaan are looking harried and have been joined by a harpy and some type of avian.
You and Silus come to a mutual agreement that it’s time to call it a night. As Silus leads the way out of the bar, the other patrons quickly shift out of his way and a few of them stare openly, looking wary. Whilst you enjoy the fact that no one is in your personal space and you have room to move, you also feel sad that people look at him like he might turn around and eat them. You glare fiercely at one particular customer that’s standing staring rudely open mouthed, seeing your scowl they suddenly about-turn and run in the opposite direction.
Outside, you take in a deep breath of fresh air, glad to be out in the quiet. Turning to Silus you see that he’s watching you, a soft smile on his face.
‘‘Is it always like that in there?’’ You ask.
Shaking his head in the negative he replies, ‘‘Not really. It only tends to get that busy at weekends.’’
Nodding, you began speaking only to stop suddenly seeing that another orc, who looks like the double of the one inside, working the door watching you both with a sly grin. Smiling awkwardly, you and Silus start walking in a random direction.
‘‘So... what were you going to say?’’ He asks as he looks down at you.
‘‘Oh,’’ you smile, ‘‘Just that I had a really good time tonight.’’
‘‘So did I,’’ Silus blushes. “Perhaps we could do this again sometime?’’
‘‘Definitely,’’ you grin.
‘‘Would you.. like a ride home?’’
‘‘You drive?’’ You ask incredulously, looking at his spider lower half trying to work out the logistics of that.
‘‘No...’’ he chuckles. “I meant would you like to ride me?’’
Looking at him wide eyed, you suddenly break down snorting in laugher. Confused Silus raises a questioning brow.
‘‘What?’’ He asks completely befuddled.
Trying to calm yourself, you breath in deeply and ask, “Ride you? Talk about innuendo...’’ you grin.
Frowning it takes him a second to register. “Oh! I didn’t mean…’’ he groans. ‘I just meant… um… never mind,’’ he says, shaking his head with cheeks flushed red in embarrassment.
‘‘Maybe another time,’’ you smile eyeing his large lower body. ‘I’ll take a taxi tonight.’’ You nod towards the taxi rank across the road.
‘‘Right, well. I guess I have to say goodnight then,’’ he replies, smiling wistfully.
Nodding, you glance between his eyes and mouth, getting the hint he leans down and stops a hair width distance giving you the opportunity to change your mind. You don’t. Closing the distance between you, your eyes close as your lips meet his.
A quick peck leads to another, and then another, before you know it your tongue is in his mouth and you’re carefully exploring his mouth, being mindful with his fangs. One of his hands cradles your head as the other traces patterns on your back. Both your hands start on his shoulders before slowly roaming downwards. As you reach the point where his human torso meets his spider half, you softly stoke him there, feeling his soft hair tickle your hands. Silus suddening pulls away, panting harshly.
‘‘We have to stop,’’ he gasps.
You nod, agreeing and inhaling deeply.
‘‘Text me when you’re home?’’ He asks, searching your face.
Promising him that you would, you wish him goodnight moving quickly and getting in the first taxi. Silus gives a wave as the taxi pulls away and you see him watching you until your no longer in sight. Sitting back in the seat, you touch your fingertips to your lips.
Wow. That was some kiss.
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First Date: Pratha the Naga
This is a Patron Perk for February 2020, and Siarlas requested an AFAB reader with a male naga or orc, so they got Pratha. All of my patrons are eligible for this, and Tiers start at just $1. Obviously Patrons got to see this early.
You met Pratha about a month ago on OKCryptid--a dating app for folks who are open to dating non-humans--and you’re about to meet him for your first date. To say you’re nervous is an understatement; you feel your stomach twisting itself in knots of excitement and worry. You really like him. He makes you laugh, and the pictures you’ve seen make him look handsome, and you just want this to go well.
There’s a haunted house that you’d suggested half-jokingly, but he’d run with the idea. The weird mansion had once belonged to a strange widow who kept building it during her entire lifetime, and the architecture is fascinating. The tours are led by actual ghosts, some of whom actually did haunt the woman, others who helped build the place, and a few more who just come in for dramatic effect.
You see him approaching and you think you forget to breathe for a few seconds. He’s beautiful; his snake half is a deeply iridescent purple. His skin is a rich brown, which seems to almost have the same kind of iridescence as his scales. His face is somewhat angular, with a strong jaw His hair is black, cut in a sort of punk undercut, with purple and blue highlights that match his scales. You want to run your fingers through it and see if it’s as soft as it looks.
“Hey! Pratha, over here!” You say, catching his attention.
He turns to look at you, and his smile dazzles. He slithers your way, that smile never leaving his face.
“It’s so nice to finally meet you. Your pictures didn’t do you justice,” he says. His voice is as attractive as the rest of him, and you feel yourself blushing.
Spirits but how are you going to make it through this date without combusting. What was a naga this handsome doing on a dating app? You feel incredibly lucky he picked you, and internally you’re flailing.
“I got our tickets already, our tour starts in just a few minutes.” You tell him. “Shall we head in?”
“Absolutely. Lead the way,” He says.
As you stand in line waiting, he tells you a bit about himself. He’s a software engineer, working for one of the big tech firms. He has four sisters (one older, three younger) who meddle constantly in his life (but he loves them anyway). His only pet is a goldfish, but he has a few houseplants. He asks about you in turn, and you share details of your own life. He shows genuine interest, asking serious questions about the things you share with him.
And then it’s your turn to start the tour, and a tall ghost in a long gown is telling you about the history of this mansion, and the woman who lived here. A short time later, having been led along a twisting-turning path through the old Victorian mansion, teased by ghosts and startled a time or two, you’re released back into the open air and sunshine of the beautiful afternoon. At some point you and Pratha have begun holding hands. You like the way it feels.
“There’s a cafe around the corner where we could get some coffee, if you’re interested?” You say, not quite ready for this date to end.
“You’re not sick of me yet?” He asks, almost nervous. “I thought for sure you would be after I jumped away from that ghost and nearly knocked you over.”
“No, that was cute,” you inform him. It had been; Pratha had shrieked in surprise and tried to put himself between you and the danger.
“Then I’d love to get coffee,” He says, blushing.
Hours later, when you part ways with promises to meet again soon, you’re still not sure how you’d matched with him on the app, but you’re definitely glad you did.
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Wait didn't you come up with OKCryptid? Why is it being used by others?
OkCryptid was 100% @thetravelerwrites' idea.
I believe it might have been partly inspired by a passing mention to a generic 'human/non-human dating app' in a story of mine, but the brilliant name and the whole thing is really her concept, and she had the fab idea to make it a collab so we could all enjoy it.
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Monster March 2023 Day 24- Alien
Sting of Life
Yes, it's a pun. OK, so thanks to @borealwrites for their Monster March 2023 prompts. And another thanks to @thetravelerwrites for their OkCryptid prompt as well. Which is always fun to play with. And when I saw this prompt, I was like "I HAVE THE PERFECT THING".
I will warn you now, there's an attempt to rufi the reader. But given an intergalactic twist. Just, heads up. But that's only so that our leading man can swoop in and save her life, and the day and her night in the process.
Monster March 2023 Day 24- Alien
Sting of Life
Jasper and Sadie.
For the record, you didn’t like going out. But it was your friend’s birthday and she wanted to go clubbing and she along with the rest of you had gotten on OkCryptid to get dates for the night and everyone’s date showed up...except for yours. You got stood up. Again. Surprise, surprise.
So here you were, doing your best to blend in on the dance floor, swaying to the beat of the music. Surrounded by all kinds of people as your friends danced with their dates and sipping on your Diet Coke spiked with rum with a lime wedge and trying not to feel too self conscious or too much self pity. Because you didn’t want to spoil Mercedes’ birthday.
Deep Sound was an intergalactic hot spot. So you had aliens mingling and dancing side by side with humans, orcs, elves, dragonborn, and every other species in this place. Yet here you were, feeling like even among galaxies of people, you’d still be alone. Because your birthday was spent watching netflix and getting to know your new vibrator better, thanks to some super charged intergalactic batteries. Although you couldn’t complain about the latest model of an alien cock your favorite site had crafted.
But your thoughts were interrupted when a group of women came in with a whole damn squadron of Jika. These Jika were different because you had never seen anything like them before as you couldn’t help but slow down and watch. Practically hypnotized.
Most Jika you saw were the normal 6 and a half foot tall insectoids, that were basically humanoid wasps but they had little to no personality. They were black and yellow with the black having a green metallic sheen. And what you understood is they were controlled by a hive mind on the mother ship that was hovering over the world while the daughter ships were over all the major cities to soak up bad air so they could give off clean air, like a portable rainforest. And their ships were gorgeous.
But these Jika were altogether different, their black had a purple sheen to it and under the black light, suddenly they had all kinds of patterns showed up on their exoskeletons beyond their pretty black and yellow coloring. One looked almost clouded leopard patterned and it stole your breath away. He was tall and gorgeous and when he had looked out over the crowd, he had made eye contact with you and you smiled shyly back, expecting his eyes to travel some more, but instead, they stayed with you. He had spikes on his appendages and his back and he moved carefully through the crowd to make sure the spikes didn’t hurt any other patrons as he seemed to follow the others that went up into the VIP balcony and you couldn’t help but watch on in wonder before your line of sight was interrupted by the balcony itself as you suddenly looked down and around and noticed that others were still going about their business. And the song had even changed.
You walked to another section of the dancefloor to try to get another peek at the group. And when you caught sight of them, you noticed that the women in their group were stationed in the middle while the other Jika surrounded them and you watched as the women ordered a few things before the staff eagerly went to work on their order.
You watched as the servers got bottles of sweet champagne and brought them up to them, and then trays of fruit and chocolate covered strawberries too. And your stomach practically growled. Soon, all kinds of food get carted up from the kitchens to the VIP booth they were in and you nearly drooled at the sight of it all. And then the wagyu burgers were sent up along with a very tall, very fancy shellfish tower.
Well damn. It was a good night to be with the Jika and your heart sputtered to see Mr. Clouded Leopard catch your eye again and then descend down the stairs. But you sincerely doubted he was really coming down, just to get you. Because surely, you were not the only one gawking at him and his group. And especially his food.
You sighed wistfully before you sipped your Diet Coke which didn’t taste right all of a sudden and within a few moments you felt dizzy and drunk and like the room was spinning as you put your hand to your mouth to keep from throwing up right there on the dancefloor.
Fuck. Someone must have slipped something into your drink.
You tried to get to the bathroom to try to throw up there, but the longer you walked, the more unstable you became. And just as you got to the hallway where the bathroom’s were, you felt you weren’t alone and looked over your shoulder to see two creeps with wolfish grins who had been dancing next to you on the dancefloor.
Then you heard a buzzing and a fluttering like a huge bird had gotten into the place and suddenly a really tall figure was behind them and you had to lean on the wall and suddenly you heard the two guys make a strangled pained sound before you looked back up to see them both passed out on the floor and the tall figure came closer.
“Come on, we need to get you somewhere safe, you’re drugged.” A deep, very soothing masculine voice coming from the tall figure who was becoming really blurry in your vision as you fought off the drowsy effects.
“Yeah. ” Was all you could say before he held you up by your waist and got you into the women’s bathroom where it was much quieter and brighter.
“I’m a Jika doctor, do you mind if I help?” He asked, his genuine concern clear as he looked you over worriedly.
“Please, I need halph.” You agreed with a slur to your speech as you got really tired before he stuck his finger into your mouth and particularly under your tongue before you felt a suction feeling, like his finger was some kind of straw before he got your drink from your hand and looked it over closely.
“Those monsters tried to use izine, used too much.” He realized before he took his finger out of your mouth just as your friends came looking for you.
“Oh my god, what’s going on?” Mercedes demanded.
“Do you know this woman?” He asked.
“Yeah, she’s our friend.” She confirmed.
“Well your friend just had her drink tainted with izine and the idiots who did it dosed her too high. I’m a doctor on Jazine Prime and if I don’t counteract it- your friend is going to be in a coma in about 15 minutes and brain dead in an hour. So can you help me save her?” He asked.
“Holy shit! Yeah, what do you need?” They all asked as they crowded around the two of you.
“I need you to get all the ice from your drinks and put it under her arms and around her chest, we need to cool her down. Her temperature is already at a hundred and three degrees fahrenheit. When it reaches one hundred and five, we get brain damage and a hundred and seven and she’s dead. Is she allergic to anything?” He asked.
“I don’t think so.” Amber answered before she got her phone out to call an ambulance as she did as he asked by trying to dig into her drink to get the ice and stuff it into your dress.
“Do your earth hospitals have an antidote to izine?” He asked as he gently laid you down on the cold floor as the rest of your friends got all their ice and put it over you, pouring their drinks on you in the process.
“I don’t know.” Mercedes shook her head as tears came to her eyes.
“Do you?” She asked.
“I’m working on it as we speak.” He answered.
“What’s your name?” Mercedes asked.
“Dr. Jasper Kizu.” He answered as your tongue began to swell and you couldn’t help but feel like you were drowning in your own spit.
“Fuck, we’re out of time. Ma’am, I’m gonna sting you. It’s gonna hurt but it should save your life ok?” He urged before his abdomen stretched out and he stung you in the chest and directly into your heart.
“Holy fucking shit!” Mercedes and her friends exclaimed as you whimpered and cried in pain. It stung wost than any bee or wasp sting had ever felt like- at first. But then the hot sting turned to soothing cool as your heart pumped the antidote into the rest of your body and within moments, your tongue stopped swelling and went down and the fever abated and your headache stopped and you felt so much better before the drowsiness subsided and your vision started to clear up.
“There, we go, easy, now.” He softly urged as he helped you sit up and lean against the stall wall just as Beth’s emergency call got picked up before she hung up because you were clearly ok now.
“Ow,” You palmed your chest where he had stung you as you expected it to be bleeding. But only a small pin prick was there. And it had barely bled.
“Nice to meet you Sadie, I’m Dr. Jasper Kizu, two assholes tried to drug you with izine, a powerful drug from the Sombrero Galaxy. They overdosed you. I was able to ingest some of the toxin myself and I was able to make you an antidote but the only way to deliver it into you was via my hypodermic needle stinger and I had to inject it into your heart to counteract it before it killed you. I’m sorry to sting you but it was in order to save your life.” He explained.
“Ma’am, what’s your name?” He asked.
“Sadie. Sadie Collins.” You answered.
“No, don’t apologize, thank you, thank you for saving me.” You thanked him gratefully.
“Well then I’m sorry your dress is ruined because I had your friends try to cool you down with ice from their drinks.” He continued as you looked down at your dress. It was absolutely ruined and you felt you needed a shower. You were wet, dirty and sticky. And probably looked as awful as you were feeling only moments before.
“It’s ok, I didn’t like this dress anyway, it’s just a dress.” You tried to waive off as you were feeling better and better by the minute. Your headache that had been bugging you all day was gone and all the tension in your body was melting away and you felt better now than you usually did after a full body massage. Whatever he had in his stinger, was somehow way better than any ibuprofen you’ve ever had in your life.
“Do you think you can stand?” He asked as he helped you up to your feet, helping you up like you weighed nothing and it wasn't a struggle for him to do so at all.
“Yeah, thanks.” You thanked him as your friends thanked him too.
“How are you feeling?” He asked as he checked you over, lifting your eyelids to look around yoru eyes and into your mouth too.
“Really good actually, now, thanks to you Doctor.” You answered truthfully with an appreciative smile.
“Good. I’m glad.” He grinned, his mandibles set wide and low so you could see a very human mouth under them smiling at you.
“You should eat soon, my diagnostics told me you haven’t eaten in several hours,” he gently urged you.
“Uh, yeah, this place doesn’t have the cheapest food.” You winced.
“Well then let me get you something, come on,” he offered his hand to you and you cast a look to Mercedes who was encouraging you and mouthing ‘Go on! Do it!’ and giving you a big thumbs up.
“Ok,” you agreed.
“But first, would you mind if I created a new garment for you? I don’t want you embarrassed coming out in a soiled garment.” He generously offered and Mercedes took that cue to get the rest of her friends out of there to give you some privacy.
“Out of what?” You asked.
“My silk. Jika spin silk like your silk worms do. It will only take a moment.” He informed you.
“Well, actually I should probably get a shower.” You noted.
“I can offer that to you too.” He answered.
“Oh, do I have to take my clothes off?” You asked hesitantly.
“Nope I can spin it over your current outfit and I’ll happily give you privacy to change.” He reassured you.
“Oh, ok.” You agreed before he rose up and a duct from where his stinger used to be emerged from the tip of his abdomen as he sprayed it over you and in just a few minutes he had sprayed a very fashionable, white silk wrap dress over your current outfit before he spun a stylish matching bag to put your soiled clothes into. You took the items and went into the stall before he positioned his stinger over the stall door, like it was some kind of shower head.
“I have a cleaning solution for you.” He offered before you undressed yourself and then took it and it sprayed this spray that reminded you of a dry shampoo. But it worked. All the dirt and grime practically fell off of you and all sticky residue dissipated and you were left feeling like you just got a shower.
“Thank you.” You thanked him before he took his spinnerette back and took his leave to give you privacy to get changed and kept guard at the door of the bathroom, a little ways away as your girlfriends kept looking eagerly on. When you were done, you looked in the mirror and realized this was probably the nicest garment that would ever touch your skin, it felt soft and comfortable and you looked damn good in it too. Then you walked out of the bathroom to see him simply leaning against the wall.
“Still doing ok Sadie?” He asked hopefully.
“Yeah, feeling great actually, thank you, again, so much, how could I ever repay you for this?” You thanked him.
“No repayment is required. Your life and wellbeing is all the payment I would ever want. However, you are more than welcome to hang out with me and my brothers if you’d like to or would you prefer to get your meal at the bar?” He offered as he nodded over to where it was.
“I don’t care either way.” You placated.
“Then come on, my familiy really wants to meet you, if you wouldn’t mind.” He offered his hand to you and led you through the place, his hands were surprisingly warm and soft and thanks to his impressive size and spikes, the crowd parted for you as your friends smiled and waived excitedly at you as they watched as you ascended the stairs with Jasper and under the black light, the dress revealed the same clouded leopard pattern in the fabric of the dress that he had on his own exoskeleton. It was the coolest thing ever because you realized you matched like a couple and you damn near swooned.
“May I introduce Miss Sadie Collins.“ He introduced before he had you sit down amongst the other women in the circle with all the food in the middle on the table.
“Hi, I’m Lexi, this is my husband Jaxx.” Lexi introduced herself.
“Hi, I’m Sable, lovely to meet you, this is my husband Jaxon,” Sable greeted you as she nodded over to the Jika standing behind her who smiled and waived as the guys stayed standing and almost on alert as the girls sat down together and were feasting on the food that was brought to them. And you had never felt more welcomed with a new group of friends in your life. They were just..the nicest, sweetest girls.
“And I’m Tanja and this is my husband Jago,” Tanja introduced herself next.
“And I’m Panda, and this is my husband Jinx,” Panda greeted next as you shook her hand as Jinx nodded and smiled warmly at you.
“And I’m Kiara, and this is my husband Jarek.” Kiara shook your hand.
“And I’m Miranda and this is my husband Jabril.” Miranda shook your hand.
“And I’m Lenora and this is my husband Jabari.” Lenora shook your hand next.
“And I’m Dr. Emily Kimble and this is my husband Dr. Jye Kizu.” Emily shook your hand lastly.
“No, not at all, please eat whatever you want.” They urged you before they seemed to offer you everything that was on the table and you scored a few giant, super ripe chocolate covered strawberries on your plate.
“Now please eat anything you would like or I can order you something else.” Jasper interjected as he gestured to the spread.
“Do you guys mind?” You asked as they shook their heads no.
“Are you feeling better?” Dr. Kimble asked since she was right next to you.
“Yeah,” you confirmed.
“Good, all of us were really worried. Jasper watched it from the balcony and as soon as they put that poison into your drink he tried to get to you as fast as he could. Jika have vision in several sets of light and he could see the poison because it’s bright pink on the ultraviolet spectrum of light. You’ll have to understand that Jika share a hive mind, so what happened to you, they all know and they told us. The guys who drugged you were arrested while Jasper was saving you. It’s a good thing you accepted his help because I know for a fact if you had gone to a hospital, you wouldn’t have been saved. Most earth hospitals barely know izine is even a thing. You got really lucky tonight.” Emily murmured into your ear as you gratefully ate as more and more food got piled onto your plate by your generous hosts.
“Why do all the Jika have J names?” You asked Emily.
“Because they are all technically half brothers, they are all from the same “batch” or litter, like a litter of puppies. They all have the same mother but different fathers though. And their batch letter just happened to be J’s.” She answered.
“Oh, so this is like a family outing. With all the brothers and their wives?” You realized.
“Something like that, it’s more of a club, this earth women who have taken Jika mates. We get together like this about once a month. Lexi is the latest addition.” She nodded over to Lexi who was sitting comfortably within Jaxx’s embrace as the two happily ate from the shellfish tower, she ate the meat and he ate the shells which was interesting.
“So who are you here with tonight?” Sable asked you curiously.
“Oh just my friends, it’s my friend’s Mercedes, it’s her birthday tonight and out of all of her friends, I of course got stood up again so I was the odd one out.” You confessed.
“Well you’re not alone anymore.“ She reassured you.
Once you had eaten your fill, you got to actually dance with Jasper who was a remarkably good dancer and made you feel downright petite next to him. And once he was out of “doctor saving a life“ mode, he surprising, delightfully, a bit on the socially awkward side, just like you. He had brothers who were far more outgoing and had been dragged here because he needed to get out of the lab and away from his work to have a social life. And both of you were ever so grateful he did. Because he got to be here for you when he was needed.
He was practically enraged to learn that a beautiful and wonderful young woman like yourself would ever get stood up for a date. And so he asked you out to another. And you couldn't help but say yes. Turns out the sting of life didn't hurt that bad after all.
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OkCryptid: Vax
Part two is finally done! Please enjoy.
Tagging: @thetravelerwrites
Warnings: lemon
Pulling up to Vax’s house, you let out a nervous breath. Tonight, was the night. After dating for three months, he asked you to spend the night, and you agreed. Your overnight bag is on the passenger seat of your car. It holds your pajamas, toothbrush, face wash, clothes for tomorrow, and several special items for tonight. You sent Vax a text telling him you’re here and get out of your car.
Vax’s house is simple. The front lawn is dead in places, but there’s a large planter filled with numerous plants. The neighborhood is quiet. A few people are working on their lawns or in their garage, you can hear music from three houses down. A dog barks somewhere, but it is quickly silenced. A group of middle-aged goblin women wearing workout clothes walk pass you; they wave and you wave back.
Vax opens the front door just as you reach it. He is wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and a baggy shirt. There is a nervous smile on his face, but his eyes are bright and his tail waves behind him happily.
“You’re here. Did you find the house ok?” He motions for you to enter the house, making sure to take the bag from you.
“Yeah, I did.”
“Glad to hear that.”
Vax motions for you to follow him and gives you a tour of his house. It is obvious Vax doesn’t live alone. There are three different pairs of shoes around the house that clearly do not belong to Vax. The couch and chairs are made for orcs.
Despite only men living here, the house is clean but clearly lived in, with some slight clutter in various places.
“So, this is my room. Is it ok if I drop your bag off in there?” Vax asked. You nod and he pushes the door open.
The room is simple but a bit cluttered. His guitar is in the corner and there are band posters along the walls. A desk is in the corner of the room with papers and several small books. What really got your attention is the orange cat curled up on the middle of his bed. When the cat saw you both, it let out a chirp and stood up dramatically, making sure to stretch.
“Oh, your cat!” you squeal. Vax chuckles and watches as you approach the cat. The smile on your face when it head butts your hand makes his chest warm.
“His name is Pizza.”
“Pizza?”
“Yeah, I found him as a kitten near some trashcans inside a pizza box. Poor guy was so hungry he was licking the cardboard.”
“Oh, poor baby. He’s lucky you found him.”
“Yeah. He’s a spoiled baby now.”
Vax sits next to you on the bed and takes your hand in his. He smiles, and even though his sharp teeth are haunting, his eyes are so soft.
“I’m glad you’re here.”
“Me too. I’m just really nervous about tonight.”
Vax nods in understanding. “I am too. If you don’t want to do anything, that’s fine. I’m just happy you’re here.”
“Me too.”
“Are you hungry? I can cook us something, or we can order a pizza.”
“Pizza sounds good.”
“What about you, Pizza? You up for some pizza?” Vax asked the cat in an adorable baby voice. The cat meows and bumps against Vax’s arm. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
Later that night, after you both stuff yourselves on pizza and grow bored of watching tv, you find yourself in Vax’s bathroom. You just finished washing your face, brushing your teeth, and cleaning yourself up. Digging into your bag, you pull out a blue thong with pink trim and pull it on. You are too nervous to wear a full lingerie set, so you settled on a simple thong.
Once you are satisfied with the way the thong looks on you, you pull on your night shorts and a baggy shirt. It’s not the sexiest outfit, in fact, it’s probably the ugliest thing you could wear, but it’s comfortable. And while you expect to have sex with Vax tonight, if one of you change your minds, you want to be comfortable.
When you reenter Vax’s room, he’s sitting on the edge of his bed with Pizza on his lap. He’s wearing a pair of black sweatpants and a white tank top. You notice that despite his tall and lanky appearance, Vax is lean. The way his bare arms, with those pinkish-purple markings on his blue skin, well, you almost drool on yourself.
Vax smiles at you and sets his cat on the floor. He plays with his thumbs and watches you with a nervous, yet excited, look in his eyes. When you take a seat next to him on the bed, he takes your hand in his.
“You look so beautiful,” he breathed.
“I do?”
“Yes. But I might be a little biased because I think you always look beautiful.” His hand gently cups your cheek.
You let out a soft laugh and smile. “You’re such a flatterer.”
“Just telling you the truth.”
“Right. So, what did you want to do?”
“Well, um, it’s up to you. We can do what we usually do: make out and touch each other till we’re humping each other’s legs. Or we can go further. Or nothing. I’m gonna let you decide.”
“Alright. Can we, can we get beneath the blankets?” you asked. You can feel your face grow warm and your hands get clammy.
“Course.”
Vax closes his door, making sure to lock it, while you get beneath his blankets. He dims his lights, like he’s setting the mood, and joins you beneath the blankets.
His arms wrap around your body, and he pulls you against his chest. His face is inches from yours, his eyes glow softly in the dimly lit room. Vax’s hands run up and down your back. His fingers linger on your waist and the top of your ass, but they never travel further than that.
Your hands rest on his firm chest. Slowly, your touch begins to wander. Vax shivers when your fingers travel down his chest, along his firm stomach and come to rest at the waistband of his sweatpants. His mouth opens slightly when you play with the waistband. When your fingers travel back up his body to his chest, you swear he almost looks disappointed.
“Vax.”
“Yes?”
“Can… will you kiss me?”
“Of course.”
Vax leans down and kisses you. The kiss starts out slow; his lips are soft and the taste of toothpaste lingers on lips. One of his hands cups your cheek while the other rests on your waist. When his tongue slips into your mouth, and his teeth graze against your bottom lip, you can’t help but moan. Vax growls as he deepens the kiss.
He rolls you both over so he’s above you and situated between your legs. You shiver when his hand slips beneath your shirt and travels along your stomach. His thumb rubs along the underside of your breast but doesn’t go any further. Vax’s other hand grips your waist, his clawed fingers run along the waistband of your shorts.
“Vax,” you moan.
“Y-yeah?”
“You can take off my shirt.”
Vax groans and helps you pull off the baggy shirt. His eyes seem to glow brighter in the dim room when he sees your bare chest. He licks his lips and swallows heavily. His hands cup your breasts, his thumbs graze over your hardened nipples. You whimper and arch into his touch.
His mouth latches onto one of your breasts. Vax’s tongue rubs against you and his sharp teeth graze your soft flesh. When he feels one has had enough attention, he moves to the next.
“Vax, that feels good.”
“Can… can I taste the rest of you?”
“Yes.”
Vax growls and pulls your shorts off and tosses them off the bed. He goes to pull your thong off but stops when he sees what color they are. His fingers graze the lacey material, an unreadable look on his face.
“Vax?”
“You… you’re wearing my colors.”
“I am. Thought you would like it.”
Vax smiles up at you and leaves several kisses along your inner thighs. His hands run along your thighs; his claws leave marks on your skin. He smirks when you shiver and goosebumps erupt along your skin. He smiles a toothy grin, and his tongue swipes over his lips hungrily.
“I want to take these off you, but I also want to fuck you in them,” Vax said.
You laugh and point to your bag. “In there is a vibrator, condoms, and some lube. Get both and you can fuck me in these.”
A devilish grin appears on his face and Vax is immediately off the bed. He digs into your bag and brings you the items. The lube is simple, nothing fancy or over the top, and the kind that you can use with latex condoms. The vibrator is similar to a Hitachi, but nowhere near as pricy. It gets the job done, so that’s all that matters to you.
Vax looks at the condoms and narrows his eyes at them. For a moment, you wonder if he needs a specific size. Or maybe he’s allergic to latex. Can demons be allergic to latex?
“Will those work?”
“They will, but, my… penis isn’t like a human’s,” he admits rather shyly.
“Oh? What… what does it look like?” You’re not sure if you feel excited or scared.
“Let… let me show you.” Vax stands and pulls off his shorts and briefs.
Your eyes go wide when you see what is between his legs. While you have felt his cock press against you every time you two have made out, you have never seen it. You assumed that his penis was human-like, but what you see is something you are not familiar with. Between Vax’s legs is a slightly swollen, bright pink slit that’s leaking a thick looking fluid. Peeking out from the slit is the tip of what looks his cock.
“Is this… is this ok for you?” Vax asked. He looks nervous like he’s afraid you’ll judge him.
“It’s new, but yes, this is ok. Just, tell me what to do.”
Vax swallows and climbs back onto the bed. He takes your hand and guides it to his slit. Your fingers rub along the sides of the slit. It's hot and wet, the fluid leaking out is thick and hot. When your fingers graze the tip of his cock, his entire body shudders, and he whimpers your name.
Feeling brave, you push Vax down onto the bed. His eyes are bright and he looks hungry for you; the markings on his body are glowing slightly. When you continue touching his slit, teasingly dipping your fingers inside, he groans and grabs the bedding beneath him.
“Vax, can I taste you?”
He whines and nods his head, tail wrapping around your arm. As you’re fingering and rubbing his slit, you lean forward and tease it with your tongue. He tastes and smells sweet, so sweet that you can’t help but dip your tongue further into him. Your lips wrapped around his tip, sucking hard and coaxing his cock out.
Vax is growling and whimpering. His hands are on your head, his nails gently prick your scalp. He’s whispering praises and occasionally bucks against your face. You don’t even care. You’re so lost in the way he tastes and sounds, the way his body shivers and shakes beneath you. He has to pull you up when his cock is completely free.
His cock is a sight to behold. Your first thought when you see it is that it’s beautiful, blue with that gorgeous shade of purplish-pink. The head and ridges along the shaft are pink, while the rest is blue. The pinkish head it pointed and is leaking a clear, thick fluid. His cock is beautiful and slightly intimidating, just like him.
“Vax, your cock is beautiful.” You take it in your hand, slowly pumping his length. Without warning, you run your tongue over his tip.
Vax groans and takes several deep breaths before he speaks, making sure to pull away from you before you totally ruin him. “You look so beautiful with it in your hand. And as much as I want to see it in your mouth, I know I won’t last.”
You smile and nod. “Alright, next time.”
“Definitely.”
Vax pulls you down beside him and pushes your legs apart. He grabs the vibrator and looks to you for permission, and when you bite your lip and nod, he grins. The vibrator comes to life, buzzing on the lowest setting. He places it against your still covered pussy. You groan at the feeling, while Vax growls at the noises you make.
The longer the vibrator stays against your clit, the heavier your breathing gets and the harder it is to focus. Vax is sucking on your shoulder when he increases the setting. You hear him laugh against your skin when you gasp in surprise.
Your body is trembling and growing flush the longer he holds the vibrator against you. The orgasm is slowly building up, and when it crashes over you, Vax growls at the sight. You cling to him, whimpering his name and shaking in his arms. Vax lowers the vibrator's settings and pulls away, his arms holding your body against his.
“You ok?” he asked you.
You nod and gasp out, “Yes. Yes, I’m more than ok. I’m wonderful.”
Vax laughs and smiles down at you. His eyes and markings on his skin glow softly in the dimness of the room. His tail has taken its usual spot around your ankle, the pressure is comforting. His hard cock is pressed against your stomach.
“Do… do you want help with that?” you asked.
Vax looks down and then back at you. His face darkens and he can’t seem to meet your eyes. “Only if y-you want too.”
You find his sudden shyness to be adorable. “I do.”
Vax smiles and reaches for the condoms you brought. He’s a bit shaky as he rips the condom open but is careful as he slips it onto his cock. Once it’s rolled on, you push Vax onto his back and straddle his waist. He grins up at you, his hands rest against your thighs and his tail is still coiled around your ankle. When you raise your hips up and pull your thong to the side, he places his cock against your lips. His mouth parts and eyes flutter shut as you slide down his length.
You can feel the ridges of his cock through the condom, and the feeling is almost too much, even with the extra lubricant from the condom. You whimper at the stretch and the way his ridges rub along your inner walls. His body is tense below you; his jaw is clenched shut and there is a snarl on his face. When you take all of him inside you, you are too scared to breathe, let alone move.
“Are you ok?” Vax asked. His voice is full of need but his hand rests against your cheek. Your eyes open at the touch, and you can’t help but smile down at him. His cheeks have darkened and there’s an adorable look in his eyes.
“Y-yes. I’m ok.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.” You adjust yourself and place your hands on his chest.
“I don’t- Oh f-fuck.” A slow roll of your hips cut him off. His hands tighten on your waist and a low growl comes from his chest.
Another slow roll and the back of his head fall onto the pillow. With each roll, you gradually gain speed and Vax comes more and more undone. His groans are a low rumble in his chest and his chest is heaving. He growls out your name or whimpers for more, occasionally thrusting up into you.
“Does my pussy feel good?” you asked.
Vax opens his eyes and nods. His hands run up your body, cupping your breasts and tweaking your nipples. “Yes. Gods above and below, you feel amazing. Don’t stop, please.”
The hazy look in his eyes, his mussed-up hair, and the desperation in his voice have you feeling powerful. Despite the demon’s color, he is still intimidating, with his horns, glowing eyes, and sharp teeth. And knowing that you are the one to reduce Vax into a puddle of goo, well, it feels good. So, you do exactly as he asks; you don’t stop fucking him.
When Vax gets close to finishing, he pulls you down against his chest. He thrusts up into you, growling and spitting out curses. His heart is pounding and the markings on his skin are glowing brighter. When Vax comes, his body shakes and your name falls from his lips.
You sit up first; Vax’s arms fall to his side. His eyes are closed, sweat shines on his skin and his chest heaves. He looks beautiful like this, sweaty and out of breath with his hair messed up. Absolutely beautiful, you think.
When his eyes open, he gives you a dopey smile. “Hi.”
“Hey.”
“Mind hopping off? Don’t want to get soft in you.”
You nod and climb off him. Both of you groan when he slides out of you. He pulls off the condom and cleans himself up, while you use his bathroom. When you reenter his room, Vax is dressed in his sweat pants and is sitting on his bed. His markings are not as bright as they were before, but still beautiful.
Vax smiles when he sees you and reaches out for your hands. “Hey, how you feeling?”
“I’m good. Gonna be sore tomorrow, but I’ll be good.” You sit and wince slightly. Vax gives you an apologetic smile.
“I’ll take care of you in the morning then. If you’ll let me, of course.”
“That sounds nice.”
“Do you need anything? Water? Food?”
“No. Just you, and some sleep.”
“Alright. Get in bed beautiful.”
Vax double checks his house as you get under the covers. His bed smells like him; a slight hint of charcoal with something sweet mixed in. You can’t place the sweet smell, but you love it. When Vax returns, he sets Pizza on the foot of the bed and turns off his light. A moment later, he joins you under the covers. The markings on his body give off enough light that you can see him smiling down at you.
Your eyes are closed when Vax’s arms wrap around your body and pull you against his chest. His fingers trail along your bare upper arm and his tail wraps around your ankle. His skin is hot and the markings on his body are still glowing, but the soft glow is comforting. The low rumble in his chest, combined with the heat from his body, helps lull you to sleep. The last thing you feel before sleep takes you is a pair of lips on your cheek.
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OkCryptid
Ok so I found an amazing post about a dating app for our monster S. O.’s and since it’s ORCTOBER I was like YES I NEED THIS. So even though I’m in school. I still wanna do this. It’s rather short but it’s cute. And @thetravelerwrites and @thetravelerscompanion they wanted to be tagged. So here you go. I hope you all enjoy it too.
Orctober- OkCryptid
You were sitting on the couch playing a game on your tablet while your daughter watched TV on a quiet Wednesday night, it was just the two of you. You were a single mom, a widow to be exact and your number one priority was always taking care of your daughter Anarra, who was 8, and when your husband had died about a year ago, he left you with quite the life insurance policies through work and a private policy which meant that you and your daughter were taken care of financially for many years to come. You had already gone back to school before he died and had gotten your license to be a massage therapist, so you already had your own business, working part time at a nearby salon that your best friend Dawn owned and you made your own hours and because you had incorporated yourself to make your own business, when your husband had died, it was easy to get health insurance for you and your daughter and because of his life insurance policies, you still didn’t need to work full time and you and your daughter could live very comfortably. You were lucky.
But, you were also lonely. Granted you were no stranger to vibrators so your “needs” were mostly taken care of. But it’s just...not the same. You were a half elf and half human and your husband was mixed too, his father was half human and half orc while his mother was half human and half dwarf and he had turned out to simply look half human and half orc. And Anarra reflected all of that, she had your husbands blonde hair, compared to your dark auburn, your turquoise eyes and your shared fair skin tone, she was just as beautiful as you were at her age but she definitely had the more slender but very physically fit physique of an elf where as you were very voluptuous thanks to your human heritage.
But lately, you just wanted...something more, it was fall, you missed cuddling on the couch under throw blankets and having date night with your husband and just...well... honestly you missed that good bone rattling sex where your husband would bend you over the kitchen island yank your pants and panties down to your knees, spread your legs, before sliding into you, grab your hips and pound into you from behind until you were sure you were going to break the god damn kitchen island! No vibrator could really do that.
“Mom?” Anarra suddenly asked, pulling you out of your lewd thoughts.
“Hmm?” Came your reply.
“Are you gonna start dating again?” She asked which made you shake your head before you looked at her incredulously.
“Why do ask? Do you want me to start dating again?” You asked.
“Well, if you wanted to, I know you miss dad and I do too, but there’s lots of other kids that don’t have moms and you’re a really great mom and if any of those kids had a dad but not a mom and maybe they’re like us and their dad is a really great dad and together we could be a family, I'd be ok with that.” She offered and you wanted to burst into tears at her sweetness and thoughtfulness.
“Ok, well if you’re ready, we could look together.” You offered before you got your phone out and downloaded OkCryptid and together you made a profile before you went through who you were matched up with already before you found a few profiles that looked good, you cross referenced them via Facebook, a few immediately became disqualified by some of the contents and pictures you found that they were tagged in before there was just a handful of possible options, two were just single guys, three were single dads, a human, an elf, and an orc. The human though was looking for an elf, the elf was also looking for an elf and the orc...judging by his kids, had been married to a human before because his two kids looked like half orc and half human to you but you couldn’t be sure but he was “open to anything" species wise. Within half an hour all three dads were in your inbox and a few of the single guys you had already disqualified who once they found out you were a mom, weren’t interested in being a father, but were interested in “hooking up with a hot milf” to which you politely declined.
So you set up dates with all of the single fathers since they didn’t have any issue with you already having a child of your own, one Friday night, one Saturday night and the third on Sunday night, all at the same place. A famous trampoline park chain - since they all had kids.
Friday came and it was the human up first. Daniel, father of two very rowdy, misbehaving, disrespectful, hellion boys. He was divorced and you could immediately tell why she left him, he just oozed self entitled asshole. He was disappointed and actually repulsed that you were curvy, thinking that because you were half elf, judging by your ears and features in your selfie, that you’d be skinny, but he seemed to make peace with it as he poked and prodded at your personal life and seemed especially keen on how much your husband’s life insurance policies were and if there was anything left or if “you had blown it all shopping for clothes and makeup” and when he asked about what you did for a living, he was thrilled then propositioned you for a “happy ending” massage which you promptly shut down and threatened to call the police because that was illegal which he backed off and backpedaled and apologized and said he was “only joking” and that you “need to lighten up”, yeah right. From there, all he cared about was how much you worked, how much you made, if you had a good credit score, if you had any STD’s, how clean you kept your house and how good of a cook you were and how good you were at laundry because he and his boys were “tough on clothes”. That date lasted a whole 30 minutes and was the longest 30 minutes of your life and you had hit the liquor store on the way home and even Anarra was relieved it wasn't going to work out because those boys were really rough in their play and it took an orc halfling who she was friends with to come over and tell them to go away and rescue her before he brought her over to play with his little sister who was a year younger than Anarra but the same size.
Saturday, was the elf’s date, Althidon, he was also divorced, had nothing but condescending bullshit to say and had two very pretty girls who were the quintessential "mean popular girls" who you wanted to slap, he was disappointed you weren’t more elf like in body shape and the fact that you were half human made him turn his nose up at you and the fact that you worked “such a meanial job” that you “needed to be rescued from” because it was beneath anything that had any trace of elf blood in it because if an elf woman had to work- it should be something more “dignified” like a doctor- lawyer- ceo type since he was an architect himself and the fact that all the education you had was a highschool deploma and massage liscence, which he automatically assumed he knew more about your job than you did because “it couldn’t possibly be that hard” because he was “an intelectual” with a “top 3% IQ” and that you had never really “applied yourself” and were “hindered by your human half” but that was only after he inquired how much your late husband’s life insurance polices were and if you had spent it all yet, yeah- fuck no, there was no way in hell you were going to tell him something like that. That date lasted not even 20 minutes. Again, the longest 20 minutes of your life.
By Sunday, you were beyond tired, beyond disheartened because they both had been in love with your face but repulsed by your body and obviously only thought you were worth their time if you were going to center your life around them or was a cash cow for them. No fucking thank you, you were going to be happy with your vibrators, you didn’t need this shit. You were about to delete the app because surely nothing good could come of it. All these guys wanted was to either hook up, or a fucking mother to take care of them and their little hellions. Ugh!
So with a heaving sigh you prepared yourself to meet with the last guy, Dektar. You showed up fifteen minutes early, got a drink and managed to slip a little bottle of cherry rum into your Dr. Pepper as you looked out of the corner of your eye as an orc was doing the same thing to his drink and you both noticed the other and recognized the other, you both had seen the other here before, but you always seemed to sit at opposite ends of the little cafe area when he wasn’t sitting in the massage chairs scattered throughout the rest of the trampoline park which the cafe area actually wasn’t that big, you kind of sort of knew him. He was Dex, he brought his boy and his girl here usually on Friday nights and stayed until glow night which was the last two hours the place was open on Fridays and you’ve actually been seeing him around for several months. His daughter was Talna, who was a year younger than Anarra but about the same size and his boy was Tark, they were actually really well behaved and played well with Anarra and the few times they had hurt themselves, you had been there with bandaids and neosporin and a kiss to the booboo to save the day because your own daughter was a little accident prone and you were always prepared which Dex was always grateful and appreciative of.
“Long day?” He asked.
“Very long weekend, you?” You asked as you nodded over to his drink and the face he made- made you giggle.
“That bad huh?” You asked which he nodded emphatically to.
“You?” He nodded over to you.
“Oh, one of the worst I’ve had in awhile.” You said before you glanced up at the clock again.
“Waiting for someone?” He asked.
“Yeah, my date.” You answered.
“Me too.” He nodded.
“Really? Who are you waiting on?” You asked, curiously.
“Brillianna Sarsys.” He answered as he looked at his phone again.
“...Dektar Bruke?” You asked as you realized he actually was your date! He seemed to realize the same thing at the same time, relief clearly on his face.
“Oh, hi,” He waived awkwardly before he got his stuff as you got your stuff and you met at a table in the middle.
“Hi, I thought your name was Dex?” You recalled.
“A lot of people can’t seem to pronounce it correctly, they think it’s Dexter so I’ve gone by Dex for decades now. And I thought your name was Bri- as in Brianna.” He chuckled in amusement.
“Yeah, most people can’t get my name right either, it’s been Bri since elementary school, also decades.” You laughed. "Well let me just say I'm so happy and relieved that you're someone I kinda sorta know already." You laughed.
"Likewise. So what's made your weekend so bad and so long?" He asked curiously.
"Oh the other dates I've had this weekend. They were complete disasters. I got on OkCryptid because I've been a widow for a little over a year and my daughter basically gave me the go ahead that she was ready to move on so earlier this week, I made a profile and you were one of my matches.” You explained.
“So the other matches weren’t great?” He guessed.
“Oh my gods were they the worst! Uh the single guys I was matched up with only wanted to hook up, which I’m not into casual sex, I don’t have anything against others who are into that, it’s just not for me. Otherwise I’ve only gone on two other dates, the first was a human, who thought I was “exotic” because I was half elf but disappointed I was fat, he had two boys that I’m sure if I had to mother them, I’d break a belt or two whooping them because they were just the worst, really rough, really rude, really crude and basically bullys and I would put them on any domestic terrorist list and potential shooter list if I could.” You listed off. “And because I am a licensed massage therapist he of course was all about the “happy ending massage” which is propositioning which is illegal, I did actually call the cops on his ass.” You added as Dex looked both sickened and enraged.
“Yuck.” Dex snarled in disgust.
“I know right? So that was my Friday night. Saturday night I had a date with an elf, who was actually disgusted I was half human, thought my job was meaneal and beneath anything that had even a drop of elf blood running through its veins. He only seemed to care about how much my husband’s life insurance policies were and his daughters were literally mini “mean popular girls” who I would again- slap their mouths off if I had to mother them. So yeah, lovely weekend.” You quipped sarcastically. “My week was actually just fine, just the last two days have been particularly awful.” You explained before you took a long sip of your spiked Dr. Pepper. “So how has your week been?” You asked.
“Oh, just as awful, I also had two dates, but I didn’t bring them here, we went out to eat. The first was a single woman who thought she knew how to parent my kids better than me and had nothing but opinions about how I was raising my kids all wrong because even though she has no kids herself she has a degree in it apparently.” He began as you grimaced.
“Yikes.” You hissed. “I hate that don’t you? When people who don’t have kids, usually aren’t even married feel they’re qualified to give advice? Or the people whose kids are the worst, think they’re the perfect parent.” You offered.
“Yes! It drives me up the wall! Now I have seen the way you are with your daughter and she’s awesome so obviously you’re doing something right, I think it’s probably the fact that you’re willing to actually discipline her.” He ventured.
“Oh very much so and I’ve noticed your kids are really well behaved too, I’d think I’d be safe to assume you do too.” You returned as he grinned proudly.
“I’ve been known to get after them when the occasion arises.” He nodded in confirmation.
“So was that it or was there more?” You asked before he rolled his eyes and shook his head before taking a long pull from his drink too.
“I wish I could say yes but sadly no, I’ve been on OkCryptid for three months and so far it really hasn’t worked out, most women just want to hook up or if they are looking for a relationship, they don’t want kids or especially if they have careers, they don’t want to give that up which I get it, some women have the “mom chip” and some don’t and if you don’t- don’t have kids but they’re usually “overwhelmed” by my situation, which I can empathize with, because I have a difficult situation to deal with. Going into a family with kids can be overwhelming.” He explained. “Honestly you were my last attempt, if it wasn’t going to work with you, I was going to delete the app and just try dating the old fashioned way, actually what’s funny is if you had not been well... you I my plan was to ask you out this Friday when I saw you again.” He confessed.
“Aww, that’s sweet and I would have been open to that.” You admitted. “Also, wow you’ve been on there for 3 months? I can’t imagine sticking it out that long. I’ve only been on there a week and I’m ready to throw in the towel.” You admitted.
“Yeah, well it’s kind of...well...a coincidence that we’re in similar situations, we’re both widowed, both with kids and just both of us looking for a decent parent because I was in the same boat as you, it wasn’t until my kids suggested I get back into the dating game before I did.” He ventured.
“It is a coincidence. And I don’t have to tell you that as a parent you’re ready and willing to do whatever it takes to take care of your children and protect them yet teach them at the same time and while I’m sure you’re probably just as lonely as I can be sometimes, you’ll put up with it and endure it because you need to be picky about who and what is around and influencing your children and you should be guarded, they’re great kids and they need to be protected.” You insisted and he looked at you like you were the most amazing being in the universe. And before you knew it, you were both leaning forward across the table and talking like you were long lost best friends and this felt so natural and it was so easy to talk to each other and actually shared some of the deeper parts of yourselves with each other and come to find out, his wife was a human orc halfling, she had been an absolute sweetheart and been such a great mom and cancer had come out of nowhere and by the time she started showing signs she was sick, it was too late and they couldn’t save her and it had absolutely devastated the family.
You shared that your husband had gone for a motorcycle ride and a driver didn’t see him and changed lanes and side swiped him and pushed him into a cement barrier on the highway and even though he had been wearing a helmet and an armored motorcycle jacket and every piece of safety gear possible, it wasn’t enough. And he didn’t press or even hint at wanting to know how much you had gotten in life insurance policies, he was simply content and happy in the knowledge that you were taken care of and doing well and able to stand on your own two feet.
You quickly exchanged phone numbers to keep in touch and made plans for a second date and when he kissed you right before you parted, it stole your breath away.
Ok, so OkCryptid was actually amazing.
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OkCryptid (Masterlist)
Bosede (Male Gnoll; Het) Part 1, Part 2 (Lemon)
A Lesson in Etiquette (Male Minotaur; GN Reader)
Karama (MLM; NSFW) Part 1 (Lemon), Part 2, Part 3 (Lemon)
Pevik Pikecarver (Male Goblin; Het) Lemon
Eikichi and Sterling (Male Oni and Male Tiefling; Poly) Lemon
Turo (Male Troll; Gender Neutral Reader) Lemon
Bashir (Male Troll [WoW Design]; Het) Lemon
Kofi - Paypal - Patreon - GoFundMe
#Exophilia#Monster Boyfriend#Monster Girlfriend#MLM#Poly#polyamory#Gnoll#Minotaur#Dragon#Oni#Tiefling#Troll#WoW Troll#Online Dating#Dating App#OkCryptid#Bosede#Duffy#Karama#Pevik Pikecarver#Eikichi#Sterling#Turo#Bashir
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First Date Friday
You met them on the OKCryptid app, and agreed to meet at the local Farmer’s Market. You’d read online that it was a great spot for first dates because it offered so many things to talk about (flowers, fruit, and vegetables) and often had a variety of great local food options (you knew this one did.) Your favorite part though, was the built in excuse to get away if the date wasn’t going well; your fresh ingredients would need to get put away quickly.
So you sipped your hot tea from one of the local farmstands (sweetened with local honey!) and watched the crowd, hoping you’d spot your date before they spotted you.
And then you saw them, and it was like a punch to the gut.
#exophilia#monster lover#first date friday#okcryptid#okcryptid app#monster/reader#monster love#writing prompts#monster writing prompts#mod prompt#mod aelia
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OkCryptid: Demon-Minotaur
It’s very hard for me to write short stuff because I get the feeling it’s rushed. But I can’t make everything into a long format obviously. I’ve wanted to do something for @thetravelerwrites OkCryptid for a while now so here is little something ♥
I’ll upload the art as a separate post also.
OkCryptid: Demon-Minotaur (male) x reader (genderneutral)
SFW
1866 words + art
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You were laying on the bed, unwilling to get up. It was as if the world was crushing you down with its weight, and you let it. You hud your face against a pillow and considered the possibilities of suffoction. It didn’t come, and you kept laying there, loosing the track of time like always.
Suddenly you hear a ping. A message, clearly, but from a source you can’t quite pinpoint. Considering it for a moment you finally decide to reach for your phone and see who or what was the disturbance in the middle of your moping. Seeing the icon on top of the screen you swipe and click it open. You realised it’s the app you had downloaded as a joke some time ago, and then forgotten it; a dating app for humans and monsters to meet. You groan, tired, and you take in the message:
Hhorns: Hi, how are you?
Your eyes roam towards the avatar of the sender and proceed to see his profile. He seems… curious. Like a minotaur, but with some twists like a burning red fur and skin, and two long, whip-like tails. His horns, in a set of two, rise from his temple, with a striking color of ivory. On the back of his neck he had a dark mane, not exactly messy but wild, dropping down behind him. You couldn’t see from the photo but you assumed he to have hooves after all his other qualities.
You switched back to the chat room and stared at it with new thoughts. You didn’t have any real interest on affairs right now, you rather wanted to melt into your bed and stop breathing, so there was no point in replying. Yet with some hesitation you did just that.
You: Hi, I’m fine.
Those words only needed an emoji behind them and they would have been the most perfect little cute chit chat.
Quite as soon the minotaur-thing was replying, you could see those three little dots running on bottom of the chat window.
Suddenly your hands moved, and your fingers tapped on the screen, small but quick motions.
You hadn’t had time to think it properly by the time a new message paraded as an extension to your earlier.
You: Actually, I’m not.
The three little dots vanished. You thought, fine, good. No bother.
Sighing, you let the phone drop on the bed beside you. A clock was ticking on the wall and you stared at an empty space between you and the drawer on the other side of your room.
A ping.
You furrowed your brow and checked the new message.
Hhorns: Wanna talk about it?
You typed your reply without hesitation:
You: Not really
Hhorns: Then how about I cheer you up?
You stared again, this guy was either stupid or overly positive. Or both.
You: Whatever
You weren’t prepared for the picture he sent.
There he was, in a close photo with a… a drying rack stuck to his horns… He seemed both irritated and amused of his own misfortune.
On the corner of your mouth you found a little smirk lingering at the ridiculous sight, even if the photo wasn’t anything mind-blowing or world-changing.
Hhorns: Like, idk what these things have against me?? This morning again
You huffed.
You: Lol
You: Must be hard
Hhorns: Ikr!
Hhorns: You need another one?
You: Are you trying to tell me you do that often, and always have it photoed?
Hhorns: Well…
You: Oh gods
Hhorns: You should try it, it’s hard to be this horny!
You: OH GODS
Hhorns: Are you laughing??
It went on for several hours, you were surprised for the passage of time, and finally told him you’d need to eat some and get some sleep. You felt surprisingly refreshed when you had finally done all that you had promised, and tucked yourself to bed.
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Come the dawn, you woke up to a ping.
Hhorns: Morning!
There was a photo of a hot, steaming coffee.
You: Stop sending photos of morning coffee if you’re not going to bring some
Hhorns: My bad. Next time?
You had to stop yourself at that, but finally dismissed the budding idea and just typed something fast back. Mister hhorns told you he was just leaving to work and wished you to have a nice day. You weren’t so sure you’d have one, but at least you didn’t feel as crushed by the existence of the world as usually. Getting up from the bed, you made yourself the needed cup of coffee you had already dreamed of, and started to prepare to leave your house.
Your day went fast and in the evening you found yourself texting with mister hhorns again. He seemed like a nice guy and you could come up with topics to talk about fast. He didn’t ask more about your bad moods but clearly tried to cheer up whenever he could.
Two weeks later on a slow saturday morning you got again a photo of a coffee cup.
You: Well, are you going to bring me it this time?
Hhorns: If you want to?
Feeling brave, you suggested a meeting in the nearest park, well populated on a weekend like this, thus, safe, but still being a very relaxing environment. Mister hhorns agreed in half a second, almost seeming like he feared you would change your mind. You thought about that when you picked your clothes and finally hurried out of the door.
The park was close by, and you were there soon, trying to pick a red monster from the environment with your gaze. No luck, and you were sure he would not be hard to see. Thus you took a spot beside a hedge and waited. Nervousness started to build in your stomach and with your hand pressed into a fist you gave your belly a small hit. C’mon, you had been approached by this random guy, not even human, just two weeks ago. You shouldn’t want to date right now, you hadn’t continued to talk to him for that reason... You looked down, at your clothes that clearly tried to make you as presentable as possible and groaned inwardly.
“Hello?” You jumped at your place when you heard a voice come behind you, above you. You turned, hasty, and was greeted by a chest. You pretty much strained your neck when you looked up at the face of this very red and real monster that you were now familiar with. Surprised, your mouth hung open for a several seconds before you realized you needed to collect yourself.
“H-Hello.”, you gulped, “You’re tall.”
The minotaur melted into a laugh at that. His shoulders seemed to drop from tension and he looked you up and down, warmly.
“You’re just short.”
“I’m not!”, huffing, you made a motion with your hand to point out that all of the humans and creatures walking around were at least a head shorter. You were some 2 heads shorter than him in comparison. You had never felt or been called short, yet now you felt like a puppy beside him.
A hand reached towards you.
“Karl”
You stared at the hand for a moment, before taking it.
“Y/N”
And so you walked around the park and talked. You didn’t feel unsafe around him at all, and needlessly felt stupid for trying to think about the safest place around.
“What’s your favorite animal?” His voice sung above you.
You glanced at him with a raised eyebrow. “Are we like 5-year-olds now? Alright mine is puppy, then what’s your favorite color?”
“The color of your eyes”, he purred, deadpan, and you stared at him, hard.
“What? You didn’t answer seriously!”, he faked sad.
“Then my eyes are not pretty to you?”, you faked it too.
“Well I don’t really know them that close yet...” This time he was halfway serious and you didn’t know how to respond. He sensed your mood shifting, and offered his next words fully sincerely:
“Y/N… I want to get to know you better.”
Your gaze turned back to him. You smiled just little.
“I’d like that too.”
Your had walked around the park probably ten times before your legs were so tired you could not go on any longer. Karl seemed painfully apologetic for not figuring out earlier this was not as easy for your legs, and he urged you to go home at that instant.
“Right, right. I’ll go. I’ll go now.”, you lingered.
“I’ll go just now.”
He grinned and his muzzle twitched with the smile.
“Have a good evening.” His words were sure but his movements hesitant as he crouched down to hug you. Your hands reached around him, accepting the gesture and you felt his warmness all around you.
When your contact broke, he turned to leave. “And remember to take it easy!”, he didn’t forget to point you with a finger, but left unsaid ‘or else!’ You shook your head and bid your farewells, turning to return to your apartment. You felt weird, tired both physically and mentally… yet it didn’t feel like the tiredness you were so used lately, the sort that crushes you. It was refreshing and you sighed.
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The next morning you woke up early.
….well, okay. You hadn’t much slept to begin with. This guy, this… minotaur had been circling in your thoughts half of the night and now, too early in the morning, you found yourself tapping your phone with determination.
You: I think I’ll never walk again.
You were pretty sure he wouldn’t be awake yet so you decided to monologue.
You: And whose fault is that?
You: And where’s my morning coffee.
You: I think I deserve it, as an apology.
Suddenly you saw the familiar three dots running in the bottom of the chat screen.
Hhorns: Have you checked the clock
Hhorns: If you havent its ‘too early’
You: The only ‘too early’ here is my death, and it’ll come soon
You: I swear it’s just about to happen
You stared at the three dots with anticipation
Hhorns: Will just the coffee suffice?
You replied with only your address, and suddenly felt nervously daring. You crawled up from the bed to throw something on top of you for a decent cover and went to the kitchen to put some ready-made frozen buns to bake to the oven.
Just when you took them out and the sweet smell filled the room, you heard your bell ring.
The sound of your own heart beating echoed in your ears as you walked to the door, opening it. Karl seemed like a zombie, tired like you, but he had the round of take away coffees in his hands.
Your sunday turned out to be coziest since a long, long while. Slow and warm.
You didn’t talk much when you watched the sun rise above the horizon, and when the rays filled your kitchen with light, you found yourself rising up. Your steps lead you to your bed, the centaur in your tow.
You snuggled against each other like a birds in a nest and slept long into afternoon.
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