a/n: here you go anon! sorry that this took a bit to get out, but i hope that you like it! chose to do some hc’s for this, but if you’d like to see a scenario i’m down for writing one.
reader is someone who lives out in the forest/nature preserve where reaper resides. kind of like a preserve manager and go between for monster/human relationships in that area.
The naga was already covered in scars, deep angry gouged out scars glared back at you from the naga’s sleek black scales. Those scars even extended to the naga’s human body.
You stepped on a stick and red eyes glared daggers at you and followed by angry hissing and what bit of the naga’s body that wasn’t trapped was angry slamming onto the ground and making fast sweeps on the ground that would knock you off your feet and most likely break your ankle if that mass of muscle were to hit you.
It took placing your pack down, slowly inching towards the naga with your eyes pointed down at the ground to avoid eye contact, it’s when you were closer you bared your neck. You felt the naga’s warm breath on your neck, fangs scraping against your neck before the naga leaned away.
You slowly set about to free the naga, taking great care to not agitate the naga’s wounds that it had received from the trap and not to cause any more pain to the creature. It took a while, but once the naga was freed it slithered away from the trap and into some bushes where it watched you.
Waving at the naga you walked over to where you had set your pack down, turning back to gather the trap to report it to the police that someone was setting out traps may it have been for monsters or wildlife something had been hurt and the proper authorities would need to take action.
Hunting on this nature path is illegal and hunting monsters who reside here are illegal. The walk back to your cabin felt longer, the weight of the trap and the new naga made you bite your lip.
After several phone calls, emails and making sure that the other caretakers who helped you on the preserve were aware of the possibility that there were more traps littered on the preserve and to watch out for their safety, the animals and monsters.
It’s over the next couple of days you find gifts left on your steps, fruits, flowers and a few birds. The naga you saved has taken to following you around the preserve, watching your interactions with other monsters and wildlife.
Inch by inch the naga started getting closer and closer to you. Soon the naga was either standing or slithering beside you while you were working or relaxing.
Often the naga would curl around you when you would join the naga while it sunbathed. The coil was tight, but you weren’t scared if it wanted to do you harm it would have done so already.
You felt warm and safe cuddling with the naga underneath the sun. Though lounging out in the sun with the naga has resulted in more than one or two sunburns.
You guys liked my orig art so much I drew him more!!! Thanks for all the love and support guys. Again if you liked my art you should really go and listen to the Origional Audio Post by @yuurivoice The character belongs to him and so does all his rights, and the audio is just GOOD in general so GO HAVE A LISTEN.
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Oh my GOD! I love him. I’m just about to fall asleep but hot diggity damn that’s a spicy danger noodle.
A bit of fluff with a naga gf! The readers gender is never mentioned so it can be whatever. Enjoy and pardon me for any typos~
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“Tell me,” she spoke, her thin fingers running gently up your arm as her tail coils around you.
It wasn’t a move to frighten or harm you, it was one of comfort. Her equivalent of holding you, hugging you.
You meet her eyes, her unnatural yet beautiful eyes, the pupils narrow slits that watch you intently, the green color taking up her entire visible eye.
Oof these guys love to tease. If they want you in the mood, they will be on you in second. Their tails circling around you to bring you against their chest. Hands sliding along your sides, dipping between your thighs and even under the waist line of your pants.
And DARLING the dirty talk. Those honeyed voices can make anything sound sexy. And they use it to their full potential. Hissing and whimpering in your ear. Nuzzling against you as they grind into you.
That night in the club damn near haunted your thoughts. Plaguing your mind until one day, as you’re shopping for groceries you past the condiment isle and stare at the rows and rows of pickles.
“Put a jar of pickles in your window”
Well..it couldn’t hurt right? You pick out a few small jars and put them in your cart.
Fic Request: A Naga royal x pet!female!reader. NSFW.
Warnings: fingering, nsfw
Hope you enjoy!
Human’s were such fragile things. They reminded King Arik of fruit. Soft and tender. Easily bruised or cut; with a scent so alluring the King momentarily forgot why he was here. Why you were standing beside him. His gaze, two pools of liquid emerald, locked on your small frame. You were breath-taking… for a human. You wore ceremonial garbs and your hair had been tampered with enough to shimmer with gold and gem-encrusted clips. Your very presence tickled his curiosity. You stood by his throne with a straight posture. The material of your dress barely brushing against the coils of his tail that he had wrapped around his royal chair. Deep green, almost black, scales were a dark contrast to your colourful outfit. And Arik very much approved of how you looked beside him.
As a thank you for reaching 1000 followers, I opened up ten free slots for requests. The progress through that list can be found here. *Specific story requests are now closed again.*
I decided that since Ascal’s reader’s gender isn’t mentioned, that I’d leave it this way, and that I’d go out and find you a new naga from the wilds of my High Fantasy universe. I really hope you like him!!
You’d known it was a stupid idea to leave the house in
weather like this. You knew it, but you
had to see him again. You’d been away on an errand and it had been well over a
month since you’d seen him.
Thunder shook heaven and earth, and lightning ripped the sky
in half, but you ran through the lashing rain, down the sandy path from the village
towards the coast, your heart in your mouth. The longships danced and bobbed in
the seething water, their crews safely ashore and drinking themselves to
oblivion now that the summer raiding parties were over.
A massive bolt of lightning split the sky in two and struck
the horizon way out to sea.
“Shit,” you cursed, spitting rain water from your mouth as
it poured down your face.
The tide was out, but the breakers still rolled up the sand
and spray blossomed and foamed wildly. The selkies would all be sheltering deep
in the caves beneath their rocky, island sanctuaries just offshore, and all the
other merfolk would be well beneath the waves while the ocean seethed and
boiled in the storm. And yet here you were, daft as a goose in spring, running
down from the village towards the sea.
A light flickered in the black cliffs along the cove, and you
began to sprint. It was like a beacon to you and you focused only on that point
of light.
Chest heaving, lungs burning, you darted into the mouth of
the cave and bent double, trying to catch your breath. Shadows shifted at the
back of the short tunnel, and then he was
there.
“What the hell are you doing here in thisss weather?” he demanded,
slithering towards you, his face a picture of concern. His movements were slow,
probably because it was night time and cold.
“Wyorhin,” you sighed, starting to shiver. “I missed you
too.”
“Come insssside,” he slurred, his voice a groggy, sweet
tenor. “Warm up…”
He retreated up the passageway, pale body gleaming in the shadows.
The sparse patches of colour on his thick, muscular tail seemed to shift in the
darkness, and his long red hair fell down his back like tongues of dark fire.
He likes to wrap his tail around you and keep you held real snug so you can’t squirm away. Not that you’d want to but… it’s an instinctual thing, whatevs.
He really enjoys just rubbing against you with his dicks. Penetration is great and all, but he knows 2 dicks can be daunting. Honestly just humping you can get him off pretty well.
Gabe is gr8 at giving oral. That tongue can do wonders. Its even better for him since his tongue is like an extension of his nose. He takes in those sex pheromones you’re giving off and it makes him borderline high.
He puts a lot of effort into avoiding biting you. His teeth are awfully sharp and he doesn’t want to hurt you. He tries not to even bare his fangs so you don’t get scared.
Honestly he’s probably asked to penetrate you with his tail instead than his dick a few times.
He squeezes you pretty hard when he cums. You need to be cautious since he could suffocate you. Unless you’re into that then…. have fun.
Toad's Cave 