/monster/ - The Last Bastion of Romance★

Consensus question, maybe someone who can actually use a computer well can do a proper poll sometime: does /monster/ prefer dark elves to be delicious brown or otherworldly gray/blue/purple/etc.?

>>231727

>Remember GATE?

Yeah. Too bad they didn't make an anime of it yet.

You knife-ears already have ONE thread. Check the catalog next time and keep it that way.

>>231394

>>231744

There is an anime… Or are you implying that it's so shit you decide to ignore it?

>>231744 (checked)

>>231802

The anime was so bad I can't believe the source material was any better, or at least even remotely good.

>>231722 (OP)

> and not very many writefaggings or stories

cuz elfs are boring

>>231807

Some monster girls are harder to write than others due to their personality.

>>231802

Nah, stop lying. I am

>>231804

the story, characters and politics are often borderline-fullretard but the manga is worth reading just for the art/monstergirls. I wouldn't touch the LNs though

>>231813

Thing of it is, you can only go 'w-we are a proud-yet-dying civilization and ohhh llor'lume your human dick is so biiiig' before it starts getting obvious.

Elves are for side character bully. Not much else.

>no monstergirl Elf stories

There's Beren and Luthien. What's the point of writing anything else?

I will admit I would like a drow Elfgirl story, where she's talks like a matriarchal bitch but she's so in love with the MC that she cares about him and is actually really sweet.

Chocolate elves; why are they so qt?

>>231722 (OP)

There was a drow bully story where she was getting revenge on the other mons, but I have no idea what happened to it. I think the writer just stopped one day.

I want a dark elf to tease and deny and bully me

>>231916

I think GATE is nice, not only for the MGs but also to see the JSDF going full /k/ on medieval knights/roman soldiers.

>>231980

Because they tend to be feisty.

Tomboy elves are usually the brown ones.

I wouldn't mind being hunted down by an elf, and she taking me back to her house, and making me her husband. The bully elf thing is great and all, but I have never really understood it, due to elves being superior to humans in many ways in many depictions.

>>232005

Probably the same thing as what was the case with Asuka from NGE. Wanting someone to take charge even if they are better in every way.

>>232002

the fact that you chose an elf :^)

>>232002

Elves live forever, you don't. Your waifu has to see you grow old and die. She'll be tormented by it but she always makes sure to put on a brave smile while trying to force back her tears. Every time you cough or feel ill she gets that small twinge reminder her of your mortality. Even though you can't sweep her off her feet like you used to, she's still as beautiful as the day you met her. It's okay, she'll never love another for eternity, even though you'll be gone and your children scattered, she'll always be there to keep your gravestone clean and put fresh flowers every day. Even as the seasons come and go, she'll often stare out the window and think of what she used to have, that precious memory the only thing keeping her from noticing her flowing tears.

>>232112

>Immortality head-canon

>not living at least a few thousand years head-canon

>not living forever in eternity with you waifu in the undying lands

Anon, we're here for you. You don't have to bare this pain alone.

>>232274

Anon pls, I just fapped.

>walking through town one evening after a hard day's work

>cross through town square, looks like some slavers set up shop

>most people here frowned upon slavery, but it was still legal as far as the Lord was concerned

>take a look out of curiousity

>there were around 15-20 elf slaves, all chained and clothed only in loincloths rounded up in front of the wagon train

>the head slaver stood up on a pile of boxes; he was a rather short man

>he called out to the crowds, offering fantastic deals for these 'mostly pure' elves

>there were a few that looked out of curiousity, or perhaps boredom, but there were a few of the merchant class that rubbed their hands and negotiated prices

>I didn't want to get involved, but as I walked on past the soapbox, the head slaver called out to me, guilting me to come and partake

>at first, I refused, but the crowd refused to let me leave; I wondered if some were in cahoots with the slavers

>the head slaver was a shrewd salesman, trying his best to charm me and goad me into buying one of his elf slaves, citing things like 'happiness' and 'free-to-do-with' and 'they're just elves'

>by the time we were finally down the line of his 'selection', there was one elf that caught my eye

>in fact it looked like many of the merchants also had an eye on her; she looked hardly older than 15 or 16

>I asked the slaver about her

>he claimed that she was one of the orphans of the war, and that she was 'desperate, willing, and able to do anything' so long as she could survive another day

>I looked at her again, she kept staring at the ground

>I looked back at the merchants, who began arguing amongst themselves over who should get whom of the elves

>I looked to the slaver, a grin across his face

>I asked how much she was worth

>>232351

>after the transaction and whining outside of the merchants, I was given a contract and seal of approval; Alena was now my property, and anything I willed was my command to her

>we were escorted back to my home, a small house that sat atop a small library that I owned and operated as a business

>there wasn't much money to be made with it, but it was enough

>I had to dip deep into my coffers in my purchase of Alena, the last of my inheritance gone

>there were many prying eyes that scoffed and silently shamed me for the elf slave, but it was no difference to me

>she was still unclothed, though I had been given some more of her rags, torn and dirty, balled up and thrown in a burlap sack

>I was sure even the sack was a part of her wardrobe

>with the escort finished, the slavers unchained her and congratulated me on my purchase, hoping that I would enjoy myself

>they laughed at the comment a little too hard

>I shook my head as they left the district and around the corner, gone

>Alena was still downtrodden; she hadn't once lifted her head or spoken during the transaction, and made no effort to be modest

>the sun had begun to set, shadier and shadier characters coming out with the call of darkness

>"Come inside" I said simply, reaching towards her

>she flinched as I touched her, making me wince back; I should've expected as much

>I made my way into the library, Alena trailing a few feet behind me as we made it to the stairs

>"We'll have some soup and bread tonight. The bread's a little stale, but it's still good for another day or so, we should finish it tonight"

>…

>I looked back at her, her face still sullen and broken

>I exhaled, then opened the door to my home

>dinner was uneventful until nighttime, when I said to Alena that we should go to sleep

>she resigned to herself and bent over, presenting herself to me as if it were routine

>over the crackle of the fire I could just barely make out her crying

>I set my empty bowl on the table and walked around her, giving her a gentle pat on the head as she squealed out in suprise

>"Lets…just go to sleep."

>I set up a simple little mattress and covers for myself before retiring for the night, but it was a few minutes before I heard Alena stir from her immobility and make her way to the bed

>Specifically, my bed, the floor mattress

>she nudged herself up against me, trying to grind her nubile body against me, still expecting me to violate her

>I got up, making her fall on her bum as she raised up her arms to protect herself

>>232352

>Gingerly, I picked her up in a princess carry, setting her on my personal mattress across the room and tucking her in

>This was the first time I also truly saw her face as I gently pushed her dirty blond hair out of her eyes, revealing these piercing sky blue eyes

>They were full of painful, painful memories, and as if she were afraid I would glimpse into her past, she shut them and looked away in fear

>I gently caressed and tapped her cheek, wishing her goodnight as I made my way back to my floor mattress and drifted off into dreamland

>Or at least I would've if it weren't for the quiet sobs of my new elf

>This truly must've been traumatising for her; most adults she had associated with only wanted sexual favors from her

>I was likely the first man she had met that didn't want to fuck her senseless at first sight

>After around twenty minutes or so, I finally relented, getting up from my floor mattress with a squeak of the floorboards and taking a seat at her bed, setting my hand on her head

>I gently massaged her matted and dirty hair, trailing my fingers up and down the crown before settling on her fragile and sensitive ears, stroking them affectionately

>She moaned quietly as I did this, more tears beginning to flow down her cheeks

>I continued, her sobs becoming more vocal and choked with emotion

>Slowly and tenderly, I sat her up next to me, wrapping my arm around her shoulder as she poured her pain into me

>For the first time that night, she spoke

>"W-Why?"

>Honestly, I wasn't sure. Maybe I wanted to be a hero, maybe I just felt bad for her

>Maybe I didn't want the merchants to get her, to abuse her

>Instead of answering, I went back to patting her head, bringing her in a little closer and assuring her that everything was going to be alright

>Eventually, Alena resigned to her outburst and finally calmed down, her tears becoming more like sniffles and her emotions muted and pacified

>"If you want, you can sleep with me tonight" I offered her, wiping away some of the last remnants of her tears

>She didn't answer at first, merely rubbed her head into my side, her arms wrapped around me in a vise grip

>I suppose that answered my question; we slept together that night, her grip never faltering until she finally dozed off

>And even in the dark of the room, I swore I saw her smile

do you guys want me to continue?

>>232353

Please do.

>>232353

GoForIt.webm

>>231722 (OP)

>Elves the flagship bullybait.

Pretty sure that's the turtles; they're basically designed around catering to that fetish. The elves seem more like the tsundere monstergirl to me.

>>232353

KEEP GOING YOU FAGGOT

are Elves considered to be Monsters ?

>>232353

>>232354

>>232365

>>232397

>>232406

>>232415

sure, lets do this

>The next morning I was greeted by Alena asleep ontop of me, her breathing slow and content

>She looked very happy, almost like she was glowing in the early morning light

>But today was the start of a new day, and there was work that needed to be done, plus a store that needed to be opened

>I slowly sat up, sliding the sleepy elf onto the side of the mattress as she groaned in protest

>I set my legs over the side of the bed and stood up, covering Alena with my blanket and stretching

>I looked back down at Alena, her face taking a new emotion: fear

>She began to fidget uncomfortably in her sleep, her breathing accelerating and labored

>I set my hand on her shoulder, shaking her gently

>"Alena?"

>She gasped as she awoke, looking around and taking inventory of her surroundings

>"It's okay, it was just a dream. You're safe here."

>She looked up at me, keeping herself wrapped in the blanket as she slowly calmed down

>"I'm sorry Master…I didn't mean to wake you."

>I kept my hand on her shoulder, giving it a light rub

>"You didn't wake me Alena, you were just having a nightmare." I said as I smiled, which she weakly reciprocated

>"And you don't have to call me Master, just call me Anon."

>"O-oh, my apologies Master Anon…"

>I rolled my eyes exhaled, patting her shoulder as I walked to the 'kitchen'

>It was close enough, her calling me Master Anon

>We'd have to address that later however; I'm in no position to be called master, even if I do have a slave

>"Wait, Master Anon, may I help with breakfast?" Alena asked as she sat up on the foot of the bed, anxiously rubbing her feet across the floor

>I turned towards her and smiled

>"Of course you can, but we need to go out first, we're kinda low on food."

>I stood up and gave her a chunk of the last of the stale bread I was eating as a morning pick-me-up

>Her eyes beamed as she munched on it happily; I swear I saw her ears flutter a little

>"Okay Master Anon! I'll come when you're ready." Alena said happily, tilting her head to the side with a smile

>I ruffled up her hair a little as she giggled

>"We need to do a few things first. Can you come downstairs with me real quick?"

>"Of course Master Anon!"

>She was much more upbeat than before, even with the nightmare; had I really affected her that much?

>She stood up as we went downstairs together, and it dawned on me that she was still clothed in rags and was seemingly unaware of her immodesty

>That gave me an idea

>>232424

>We went downstairs to the closet, her steps becoming increasingly graceful as we went to ground level

>In the closet were all sorts of basic amenities: extra paper, ink, wooden boxes, utensils, tools, the works

>What I was looking for, however, were the water tubs and the cleanest rags I owned

>After some digging and a bit of lifting, we found the two tubs and one ladle I needed, as well as she cleaning rags

>All we needed now was some water, so we set the ladle and rags on the checkout counter and went outside to the main square of my neighborhood, where the public fountain gave a constant stream of water

>As we went outside, I was suddenly self-conscious of walking with Alena so lewdly undressed, many prying eyes looking to us as we gathered up the water we needed and went back inside

>We made it inside and walked upstairs to the home room, setting the pails and tubs of water down next to the fireplace

>Next, I took the flint and steel and started a fire, setting some of the heatrocks in the center of the pit

>"Why do we need this water Master Anon?" Alena asked as she watched the fire slowly come to life

>"Well, you need to be clean Alena. You're going to be taking a bath."

>"S-So you'll be bathing me?" She asked timidly, her face blushing

>I held my tongue for a few moments, trying to think of the words

>"Yes. You need to be cleaned, but first we need to get some more things after the fire dies down."

>"Okay Master Anon."

>Her face was still beat red from the thought of me bathing her; it honestly made me a little uncomfortable

>But it seems like it would be a nice gesture, plus its not like she's had a bath any time recently

>Even in the pale morning I can see the thin layer of dirt and grime that colored nearly every inch of her, and the residual, offputting odor of caked on filth

>She needed a nice, warm bath

>After the fire died down, I used the metal tongs to set the heatrocks into the pails and tubs of water, warming them up to boiling

>It would take maybe 20 minutes or so for the water to cool down to a comfortable heat, so that would give us plenty of time to do the next thing we needed to do: shopping

>>232425

>I went over to the bed, Alena trailing a few feet behind me, and handed her the sheetcover

>"Wear this over your clothes for now, we're going out for a few minutes."

>Alena looked at the sheet, confused

>"But…don't you like me like this?" She said, gesturing subtly to her torn and revealing rags

>I sighed, taking the sheet from her and setting it over her head like a veil, then freeing up her face and letting the rest of it roll down her body like a shawl, covering almost everything down to her knees

>"Of course I do; I like you just the way you are. But like many of us here, I also appreciate modesty and demureness. You should respect it as well." I said, wrapping the sheet around any areas I may have missed

>I took a step back, gauging how Alena would look to the public

>She fell into the role of 'modest woman' rather easily; she even gave a gentle smile and kept her hands low and restrained, holding the edges of the 'dress' so it wouldn't fall and reveal her shabby rags beneath

>"I-I will." She said simply, keeping with the role

>"Excellent. Come with downstairs, we need to get some food from the market." I said, leaning in close and giving her a gentle peck on the forehead, making her face flush once again, highlighting her bashful appearance

>She came with me soon after, trying to fall once again into the ideal

>It was fascinating how quickly she picked up my expectations of her behavior, no doubt a holdover from her time as a slave

>You had to get by doing what you were told, regardless of what it was

>It made me wonder if there was a real Alena deep down, past all the pain and conditioning of how to act

>The slaver never mentioned how long she had been a slave, and her history was lost in the fire that destroyed her village and family

>Even her age was suspect; she could be between 13 and 18 for all I knew, and with her past it made gauging her behavior spotty and difficult

>But in the pit of my soul I felt that maybe I could find the real Alena, to give her a home she never knew she deserved, and a future she never believed in

>And on the bright side, it was only day two and we'd made so much progress; this next week was going to be a cakewalk

>As we walked out of the store and down the street towards the marketplace, my neighbors regarded us with reserved, if tenative, glances

>It was undoubtly a controversy that I had taken a slave, especially such a young one, but compared to how they responded yesterday, they were much more accepting with her clothed modestly and to the norm

>Or at least as close as possible; she was wrapped in bedsheets after all

>But one thing I did notice was that she was trailing behind me as we walked through the street, a fact that bothered me

>"Alena, come walk next to me, I wouldn't want you to get lost."

>"Y-Yes Master Anon!" she said, speeding up a little to catch up to me, matching my pace and staying close to my right side

>A few moments later, I felt the gentle brushing of her fingers against mine before sheepishly giving up

>I looked down at her as she blushed, looking away from me as if fearful for her initative

>I smiled, then reached for her soft, angelic hand, giving it a gentle yet firm grip, making her 'Eeep!' in suprise

>I chuckled a little at her reaction; she was undeniably adorable

>>232422

Some say they are too close to human, some say they count. They are allowed on the board, so that's all that matters.

>>232410

I thought about that, which is why I said flagship not best. Flagship just means most loved or well-known. Besides there's nothing at all for turtlegirls. Which is a damn shame by the way.

>>232427

cute

This is nice. I like this story. Take your time and keep it up

>>232427

>>232442

This, please do continue. This pleases my erection in my heart.

>>232427

>Our first order of business was breakfast, or at the very least the foodstuffs we needed to make our meal

>The marketplace square was a busseling one, especially on this early morning Wednesday, with all amenities and trinkets perfectly contrasting the butchers and cabbage salesmen

>We just needed some fresh vegetables, flour, and freshly butchered chicken or goat

>Well, maybe not fresh, but at least doable for a hearty and filling stew

>As we bobbed and weaved through the crowds of people and barkers from behind the stands, Alena crept closer and closer to me, keeping herself as far a distance as possible from the strangers that surrounded us

>I responded with a gentle squeezing of her hand, and whispering for her to stay close and speak softly if she must; women, especially slaves, were not expected to partake in the business of the marketplace

>She responded with a simple nod, her head leaning into my shoulder as she matched my footsteps while we walked

>Purchases were as expected, and the bartering and negotiations not too outside the normal

>We went to my usual shopkeepers and standsmen, whom I'd had a reputation with as a smooth customer and good friend

>They were still skeptical of Alena; word had traveled fast through the town of my controversial purchase

>I assured them, many times, that my business was my own, and that it would be best that we kept it that way until Alena was better adjusted to our quiant little town

>The most difficult of them was the loomswoman, the woman whom we purchased Alena's first two dresses and smocks

>She was an older, traditional woman to a fault, lambasting both myself and Alena for 'desecrating her home with Elvish scum'

>She went on and on about how her late husband fought the vile demons throughout the war, and how it all started with a couple of uppity elves thinking themselves greater than powers that would be best forgotten

>It's not that she was wrong, in fact that was the story that both sides said once the news went through to even the outskirts of the Kingdom like this town

>It was a problem of place: perhaps it was not the best time to speak of such things

>The loomswoman paid my concerns no heed, but begrudgingly accepted the requests for some modest clothes for Alena

>She asked for the elf to remove the ridiculous sheets, citing once again about the 'proclivity of Elves to so lewd as the bring the bed with them'

>More insults came as the loomswoman sang a number of praises about poor Alena's rags; we had both resigned to the fact that this was just a part of the procedure

>>234422

>They fit, and in fact they made her look so much more beautiful

>The dresses were earthy toned and cheaply made, but it filled Alena with a pride and happiness that seemed to drip from every pore

>She gave me a genuinely enamoured hug when the purchase was finalized, thanking myself and the bitter loomswoman again and again

>By the time we had returned to market with more bags and less coins, we were just another set of faces, another couple

>Alena stayed close as before, but clung in less of fear and more of connection

>She had a warmth to her touch that seemed to permeate her unlike before; I couldn't help but relish the feeling

>The quiet walk home was marked by the friendly waves and hello's of neighbors, but for the most part we were left alone

>Once we made it back to the library, Alena finally spoke up

>'What are we going to be making for breakfast Master Anon?' she asked as she set the bag of beets and onions on the table by the fire

>'Hardman's Brew, its an old family recipe that has no origin; all we know is that it tastes good and it gives you everything you need'

>'Can I help you make it Master Anon?'

>'Of course, but first we need to let the meat and vegetables cook, so in the meantime, we'll do the other thing that I promised'

>Alena's face went red as she looked away from me, but in the tiny crack of light her scarf revealed of her face, I could see a smile

>'U-Umm, are you sure Master Anon? Wouldn't that be rather…undignified?'

>Hmmm, perhaps the triade by that woman beat modesty even harder into my poor elf slave; but the reality remained the same, she needed to be clean

>'Yes,' I said as I pushed the larger tub of warm water towards the center of the room. 'But my wish is for you to be clean, and my wish is my command'

>'Y-yes Master Anon…' Alena said timidly as she made her way next to the tub

>She started with the scarf, gingerly untying it and setting on the chair behind her

>I moved my own chair closer to the tub, taking a seat as she removed more clothing, her face seeming to turn redder and redder

>She removed the apron next, letting it drop over the scarf

>She was about to undo the skirt itself until she looked at me sheepishly, her ears drooping down ever so slightly

>'C-can you help me Master Anon…I can't reach the strands…'

>I stood up from my chair, making my way behind her as shook ever so slightly

>Her shaking stopped as I placed my hands on her shoulders before untying the strands that held the skirt in place

>'Relax…it's just a bath'

>>234423

>>234539

>>234685

Doing my best gents, the retail life is a cruel one this time of year.

>Alena took a few breaths and slowly began to resign to herself, calming down and letting her arms hang down as the skirt cascaded down to the floor, leaving her in a simple brownish-green blouse

>She looked up at me as she stepped out of the skirt, taking a step to the side as she picked it up and placed it on the chair

>I made my way back towards my chair until she gently grabbed my arm, using her other hand to keep her vagina covered and descreet

>'M-Master Anon…can you help me with my blouse as well?'

>Her eyes were a strange mix of fear and anticipation, she pleaded for me to stay close to her while this all happened

>I went back behind her, setting my hands on her hips just above the cutoff of the blouse, her shaking coming back at my touch

>'Relax…' I cooed as my hands wrapped around the fabric and slowly pulled it up an-

>'W-wait, Master Anon…'

>'Yes Alena?'

>'C-Can I…face you while you do this…please?'

>I nodded as I took a step back, letting the blouse fall back down her hips, just barely covering her gentials

>She turned around slowly, as if still unsure if she wanted to be undressed facing me, but her eyes said otherwise

>She ached for this sort of intimacy: for once, she could trust someone other than herself even in her vulnerability

>Alena stepped forward, much closer to me than I originally was to her

>She slowly raised her hands up to mine, clasping them ever so gingerly as she guided one of my hands up to her cheek, rubbing my hand against it

>'I really like your hands Master Anon…they make me feel safe'

>She guided my other hand onto her left hip, letting it caress her side and grasp at her blouse

>After a few moments, she gently released her grip on my cheek-caressing hand and lay it on her right hip, both arms raised up as she leaned her head down

>'I'm your's Master Anon' she said as she let out another breath to help her relax

>I swallowed anxiously as I slowly pulled up the blouse, revealing detials that I saw before, but never in such rawness

>>235011

>Her skin was marked with scars and burns running up and down her trunk and coursing around her back, at its worst near her most intimate areas

>Her body was weaned of gentle pubescence, her breasts small but with room to grow, and beginnings of pubic hair showing through in the same dirty blonde color as the hair on her head

>Thankfully, she wasn't particularly bony; even in the Slaver's abuses, she was remarkably well-fed and appeared healthy bar the scars

>And she did look beautiful, even in her broken and abused state

>I pulled the blouse over her arms and set it down on the chair with a final toss, her body open to me as she kept her eyes down and arms up

>Small tears began to roll down her cheeks as she stood there, waiting for my next words, actions, whatever would happen

>I sighed and shook my head, lowering her arms and gently grasping her chin with my hand, raising it up to face me

>With the same hand, I went up her cheek and to her temple, rubbing the supple spot with utmost care, making her gasp and look up at me longingly

>I continued along, teasing the soft, cartilingal extension of her ear, making her blush further and begin to breath more erratically

>With my other hand, I kneaded into her left hip, my thumb extending just far enough to put pressure on her navel, making her again cry out in suprise and pleasure

>I leaned in closer as I continued my sensual onslaught, whispering into her already sensitized ears from my teasing

>'You say that you are mine, right?'

>'Y-y-y-yes Master A-A-Anon'

>'Do you know what that means?' I say with mock menace as I let my hand knead into pinna of her ear, making her shrink a little into my hand as I smiled devilishly

>She merely whimpered

>'It means that what I wish, I also command of you. Do you remember what I wished?'

>'Y-You wished m-me to take a b-b-bath'

>'Good girl…why don't you get inside, the water's getting cold'

>With that, I gave her a quick pat on the head as I twisted her around and had her face the tub

>She slowly dipped her toe in, then a foot, a leg, both legs, and finally the trunk of her body

>She sighed in relief as the warm and relaxing water filled her; she looked up at me for my response

>I gave her a gentle smile as I sat down at the chair, wringing out the rag I set in the tub earlier, and beginning the cleaning of my elf slave

>>235012

Head pats intensifies

>>235042

>>235025

>>235061

All we nees now are pancakes and were good to go

>>235012

OP, CONTINUE YOU FUCK

>>235332

Is that dungeon meshi?

If not somebody provide source please

>>236083

I started reading just to find out for myself, and I'm honestly ashamed that I've put it off for so long. Shit's great. Thanks for the confirm, at any rate.

okay since the guy doing the greentext hasn't posted in a while, you guys mind i keep the waters warm with something mediocre till he hopefully gets back?

>walking through the not so local park early in the morning

>really needed some time to reflect

>following the hiking trail on the base of the mountain

>notice rustling in the bushes ahead of me

>shrug it off as an animal or something

>walking past it i hear whimpers

>take a closer look to find an elf

>long white hair, pale blue eyes, dressed in torn rags and her arms were shackled and it looked like she had hurt her right foot

>she looks up to see me, her face turns to pure dread

>well. least you know what you're in for. i tell her with an expressionless face as i move in to pick her up

>met with some resistance but i manage to pick her up and put her over my shoulder

>she beats on my back with her chained up arms

>hurts but doesn't last long, she was too exhausted

>she gives up and starts crying softly

>get her to my car, seat her

>had a half empty bottle of water, hold it up to her mouth, she chugs it desperately. spilling half of it

>that sight really tugged at my conscience

>haul ass over to the nearest liquor thats open at this time

>buy a big ass bottle of water for her, and a bottle of wine for me

>get back to car, give her the water, this time she doesn't spill as much

>after downing most of it, shes quenched

>still doesn't talk though

>get home, pull her out, since she doesn't resist i princess carry her

>plop her on my bed and tell her to wait

>come back with bolt cutters

>she starts screaming

>this keeps up the neighbors will call the cops

>cover her mouth and try to calm her down

>takes a bit but i finally get her to shut up

>cut off one of the links

>unwrap her arms gently, noticed they were cut up and infected. fortunately it wasn't too bad

>take the time to look at her ankle too, didn't look broken, more like a sprain

>which is lucky considering how it would be impossible to get legitimate medical treatment for an elf anywhere within the county

>before i treat her though shes gonna need to get clean

>pick her back up and head to the bathroom

>hey, youre going to take a bath okay?

>have her lean against a wall while i run her bath

>alright, take your clothes off

>she looks at me embarrassed "d-dont look"

>ah, okay i see, you are more than able to get into the tub on your own, got it, ill leave then

>"W-wait!" she says reaching out to me, losing balance

>i catch her

>look, will you just listen please?

>she complies and strips down and tries covering herself as best she can with her arms

>help her into the tub

>im gonna get some food ready, call me when you're done

>go to kitchen and look through fridge

>got nothing to really eat

>well shit

>open freezer, take out some pizza rolls and open a couple cans of soup

>>236982

bud, im so drunk right now i dont even know where this is going

>>237005

> I wanna be in love with them and be happy is it so hard?

unfortunately, yes

>>236997

Its going to watching tv then falling asleep on the couch

>>237009

holy shit, you know who i am?

>>237012

because anon we share the same sad life

>>231749

>expecting kosher-ear enablers to understand how to use imageboards

>>232112

She'll just wait till your son grows up and then have sex with him, and so on. She'll stay in the family for generations, welcoming each male into adulthood.

>>236947

>prepare that shit

>set up the table, honestly think this is the first time iv ever used this table

>with everything ready i go to check up on her

>grab some clothes from my closet beforehand

>as i walk into the bathroom i realized i forgot to knock

>expecting her to flip but nothing happens

>look to tub and see shes asleep with a smile on her face

>suddenly feel bad. guilt? pity? Im not exactly sure what this is

>put the clothes on the hamper

>kneel down by her and try nudging her shoulder to wake her up

>hey, wake up, you’ll have plenty of time to sleep later. i whisper

>she wakes up slowly, her eyes turn to see me

>this time she keeps her smile

>you ready to come out now?

>she nods

>princess carry her out the tub

>she gets a little flustered but calms down quick

>dry her off and dress her up

>take her back to my bed

>rub some antibiotic ointment on her arms and wrap them along with her ankle

>there, that should do it. i say as i finish up

>she looks at her arms, then to me

>"why?"

>hm?

>"why did you help me?"

>there was a moment of silence

>that’s a stupid question. i say standing up

>she looked at me confused

>do you really need a reason to help someone?

>"but back then… when you said i knew what i was in for…"

>we'll get to that part when we get to it, lets get some food in you first. i say as i pick her up

>looks like shes finally gotten used to it, actually she seems to be enjoying it

>take her and sit her at the dining table

>present her with a bowl of soup and a tray of pizza rolls

>sorry, this is all i could do with what i had left

>”thank you so much-” she hesitates a bit before adding “master” as she looked down with a faint smile

>well, if that’s the way you want it to be, I have no objections… anyway, eat you must be starving. I tell her as I head over to my room to do fuck all on the internet

>not long after she calls

>i go back to see only half of the food eaten

>”master, I saved half for you” she said turning to me with a smile

>i honestly didn’t know how to react to that

>i put my hand on her head

>thanks, but you need it more than I do

>notice Im smiling myself

>”are you sure master?”

>just give her a nod before heading back

>she calls me again after a bit

>this time she was actually done, and looked content

>pick her up and take her to my bed

still no update?

>>235314

>>235061

>>235042

>>235025

Forgive me friends, I've been very busy lately and hadn't had the time to update my story. I'll push a few more entries out, then have some more for Christmas if we're lucky.

>>236947

>>237608

This is very nice Anon, please continue as you can.

>>235012

>I first started with her shoulders, rubbing hard enough to dig at the grime but not enough to hurt her

>With a loose lather of soaps growing, I let it grow and take over her arms and back before lightly pouring the warm water over her, letting the lather soak down into the pail

>Next I moved about her neck, taking special note of old scars just above her breasts, and tried to rub with the utmost gentleness

>Alena responded with a little jolt and gasp, her hands trailing up as if to stop me from pressing further

>I leaned in a little closer, cooing to her and stroking her head slowly, untangling the messier bits with my lathered up hands then once again pouring warm water to flush it to the tub

>She blushed as she slowly sank into the tub, bending her legs as she let the bubbles and lather float about her, her hands keeping her modest, or at least as modest as a bathing elf could be

>I moved over to the other side of the tub, setting the chair down and taking a seat, the lathering bucket set to the side as I gingerly reached for one of her feet, not taking my eyes off of her as I did so

>At first, she was a little hesitant, pulling her foot away sheepishly as I grabbed it, feeling the first glimpses of her deeply calloused and rough feet

>I frowned as she shyed away, placing my hand over her foot in the water and rubbing it softly, as if to coax it from its hiding place and into my hands

>With a quiet moan she released her small foot to me, giving me a first look into how deeply affected she was in her slavery

>'You can tell a lot about someone from their feet,' I said as I lathered and soaked her foot, fighting the urge to tickle her as I did so

>'Travellers have worn soles, as do soldiers and freemen, while royalty have soft and impeccable soles, unsoiled from a hard life…'

>She listened closely as I continued my routine of cleaning, leaning forward and hugging her knees, her shoulder length hair hanging loosely over her face even as she pushed it back every few moments

>'In the stories I read, they tell of elves having the feet of royalty, almost divine in their nature, as is their personality. But your's are so rough, so beaten and hard…'

>She frowned as I looked up; she looked down as she nearly inaudibly sighed, resting her chin on her knees

>I set her right foot down, reaching for her left one; she offered it to me with no reservation

>I stayed quiet for a few more moments, softening up her feet as best I could, returning them to pale visage of what they could be, but nonetheless an improvement over the previous dirty feet

>Next were her legs, almost marked with the same marks and scars like much of her body, some of them old and some frighteningly new

>Like her feet, they were rough and calloused, and in many spots burnt or discolored from wounds that were either deep or never fully healed; it was difficult to tell

>Once again, I tended to them with care, starting with her left leg and scrubbing just above the knee, watching as the dirt of yesteryear magically faded into the water, revealing under the scars and marks a peachy-pearl skintone

>It was an odd detail; I was suprised I hadn't noticed it before, but I was infatuated with the color, even through the dirt it made it look as if she was glowing; it was beautiful

>'Forgive me Master, but why are you doing this? How can I ever repay you for all this kindness?' she suddenly said, sitting back a little in the tub to give better leverage for the leg scrubbing, revealing more of her supple skin to be revealed

>I stopped for a moment, trying to collect my thoughts and mind myself

>'Because I care about you Alena; you're an elf, a member of a proud and noble race, accomplishments and civilzation spanning well before our own…reduced to a slave, without family or heritage, little recollection of who you are beyond pain and suffering…'

>'Maybe it's a crazy dream…but perhaps in time I could remedy that, even if it takes years from the both of us. There was a selfishness to my purchasing of you; I wanted to make you whole again.'

>She sat there, silent in the water

>'And as for repayment…all I ask is your patience and your commitment to my selfishness. It's enough.'

>>237610

>After the bathing and drying off, I insisted that Alena keep herself clothed in her fresh new dress, though there wasn't much insisting to say the least

>She was very estatic to be clean and in new clothes; she gave me a very genuine smile when we finished dressing her and had her do a little exhibition, twirling about the floor in the waxing of the late-morning sunlight

>Alena was remarkably graceful as she danced; it made me wonder if she truly had origins in royalty, as the slaver gave very sparse details on the nature of her family life

>For him at least, she was just another bid, another piece of property

>I shook my head of those thoughts, returning to the now, meeting a very happy Alena as she practically bounced in front of me before remembering herself and returning to her designated 'demure' nature

>Next was food, which had finally finished stewing over as we took our spots at the table

>The library would be opening soon, so enjoying the food was secondary to gobbling it down and setting up for the day, with what few customers I had per day

>Many of them were either middle class doctors and merchants or the sons of aristocrats and their teachers, who often came for texts and tomes on mathematics, geography, and the sciences

>In a blue moon, an alchemist or mage would come by as well, looking for rare grimoires and spellbooks for whatever ideas they had on tinkering with the strange world of conjuration and transmutation

>But for the most part, it was a very slow and fairly boring job, but it was nonetheless my passion, and a long-term dream that I had worked towards for a number of years after my schooling

>My thoughts were interrupted by Alena once again, this time with a question

>'Master, what do you want me to do today?' she asked, having finished her bowl of stew before I had even carved halfway into mine

>Hinging my jaw back to 'locked-in-place', I stood up with the bowl and motioned for her to follow me as we headed back downstairs

>'My home is here at a library, so all sorts of minor responsiblities fall into your lap. General cleaning, organizing, greeting, cataloging of books, scrolls, etc. Do you know how to read, Alena?'

>'No Master.'

>I froze, sighing internally as I furrowed my brow with my fingers, then turned to her with a more 'approachable' face

>'You don't know how to read?'

>'N-no Master…I was never taught'

>'Absolutely unacceptable. Alena, you're first duty as my assistant and servant is to learn how to be learned. Reading, writing, arithmitic with be your credo; I won't have a servant live in such ignorance under my roof.'

>'Y-Yes Master. I will learn…but how will I-'

>'I'll teach you! Goodness me, how come I wasn't told about this earlier?!'

>I ransacked the cupboard behind my counter, searching for loose paper, along with ink and a quill for writing

>Alena watched from a few feet away, nervously wringing her hands as I rummaged about my writing materials, finally gathering up everything and setting it on the counter, the hustle and bustle of the outside creeping through the small window by the door

>'Come, come! You're going to learn one of the first fundamentals of writing: the alphabet, and with that, how to spell your name.'

>>237611

i know there wasnt anything lewd about it but the idea of washing a scarred elf is very erotic

>>239011

it popped the boner in my heart

>>237611

update soon

In the meantime, have a pastebin: http://pastebin.com/hJafUmSw

>>239422

liar

>>246301

So… What happens if you are the doc's slave?

>>246341

Elf, not doc

>>231722 (OP)

The first image looks kinda like a pregnant elf with a weirdly-angled vagina.

>>246414

How the hell does she look pregnant to you? you can't even see her gut, and she's clearly twisting her hips.

>>246436

Her right ass cheek looks like her belly from the catalog.

>get ready for work

>elf waif comes to get herself a goodbye kiss

>grab her by the chin and slowly move in for the kiss

>at the last moment turn her head

>give her ear a long, warm, wet lick

>catch elf as she collapses

>give her a goodbye kiss on the forehead and leave

>elf now has to mop the floor

>because she be drippin'

>>249460

Nigga that's a gun

>>249460

fug the smug out of her

>>249460

Take her home, strip her down, clean her, and oil her up.

Take her out innawoods later to fingerfuck her and enjoy her loud cries as she goes off.

>A strange Elf walks up on the street and drapes her self around you, "Anon, I want you to tie me up and force me to watch while you fuck all of my friends."

>You stare at her blankly before getting a fiendish idea. You produce a ring from your pocket, and grab her hand, gingerly sliding it on her finger, "How about we get married, have sex with each other, and only each other, and have beautiful children together?"

>Her pupils contract to terrified pin pricks, and you feel her try to weakly pull away.

>But you tighten your grip with your superior human strength, and keep her from fleeing.

>You merrily skip home with her in tow, as she shouts and screams for help, but the passerby only think it's some weird elven kink thing, and leave the two of you alone.

>At your house, you cook her a nice dinner in the style of her elven culture, elk steak with a side of steamed roots and herbs, and some wild berry preserves.

>You sit her down at the table, sitting beside her as she still continues to scream bloody murder. Taking advantage of her open maw, you carefully feed her, wiping her lips when necessary, and being as gentle as possible.

>After the delicious meal, you sit on the couch with her and watch some calming nature documentaries. You have to turn the subtitles on since you couldn't hear the calm voice of the narrator over her constant screaming, but you didn't mind at all as you leaned her against your side and held her hand.

>It eventually got late, and your elven bride was still screaming in horror at the whole ordeal.

>"Don't worry hon, I know you've been wanting to consummate our union all day now." You assure her, but it does little to calm her down.

>You walk her into the bedroom, and when she sees the total lack of her friends, she adds desperate whining to her chorus of fear, which only increases in pitch when you give her a knowing smirk and turn off the lights.

>You gently lay her down on the bed, and stroke her cheek, wiping away her tears, your gentle touch silencing her, save for pathetic whimpering as her eyes dart this way and that, looking for an escape.

>"Shhh, it's okay. I promise I'll take it slow, just tell me if I'm hurting you, okay?"

>She only manages to return a hopeless choking sob.

>You pull the covers over the two of you, and start kissing her sweetly as you slowly undress her, your bride recoiling from your lips

>After half of hour of showering her with loving ministrations, you can barely restrain yourself. "I'm going inside you, let me know if you want me to stop." You say, gently pressing inside of her moist folds.

>"S-stop!" She shouts, and you do.

>>232211

>living at least a few thousand years

Plebian head-canon

>>231722 (OP)

The funny thing about elves is that unlike most monstergirls, or at least the impression given by this board elves are the ones who get raped.

>>250837

It's really more a preference thing. More dominant guys tend to like elves, kikis, holstaur, bunnygirls, and other subgirls who get proactively dated. Sub guys like hellhounds, manticores, ushi-onis, and other domgirls who proactively date.

>>237608

ehh, might as well keep going till i finish

>as I lay her down on my bed I notice shes looking uneasy and fidgeting

>her cheeks were bright red

>ah crap, please don’t tell me you have a fever

>”n-no, im okay” she says meekly

>i put the back of my hand to her forehead to check anyway

>she was a bit warm

>doesn’t seem like you’re very okay to me, stay put I need to go buy some medicine real quick

>tuck her in, hand her the remote and head out

>get to the drugstore

>pick up a thermometer and some ibuprofen pills hoping it works on elves

>stop by nearby grocery store to restock on food too

>get back home

>shes asleep

>go over to check her temperature, properly this time

>reads a little higher than normal but nothing severe

>decide not to wake her and let her sleep it out

>sit at my computer in the meantime because fuck, I got nothing else to do

>before surfing the web for my leisure I read up on how to take care of a sick elf

>after confirming ibuprofen pills will work and putting my mind at ease I go on to doing fuck all

>about a half hour later, I hear heavy breathing and whimpering from my bed

>turn around to see her shuffling around, her face flushed

>wake her up but she still seems to be confused and scared

>calm down, you were having a nightmare

>she just looks at me like im the antichrist or something

>raise my hand to check her temperature again out of habit and she holds her arms up to protect her head,closing her eyes and looking away

>shes probably hallucinating, doesn’t help that shes waking up from a nightmare either

>slowly back away

>decide to go get the medicine, a moist towel and some water while I wait for her to come to

>by the time I come back shes asleep again

>wake her up again, this time she seems to be doing a bit better

>hand her the pills and the water, tell her to drink them

>after that for the rest of the day she seemed to be doing relatively well

>night came, time for me to sleep after a long hard day of doing absolutely nothing

>look to my bed, realize I placed her jab in the middle

>try moving her to the other side but end up waking her anyway

>apologize for waking her then take my spot on the left

>she shuffles close, leans to face me and wraps an arm around my waist resting her head on my chest

>”thank you for saving me” she whispers

>and yet again she had put me in a place where I didn’t know how to respond. So instead I just put my hand on her head, stroking it with a smile

>shortly after we both fall asleep

>next morning I wake up, noticed I had my arms wrapped around her

>quickly get up and shake myself to, reminding myself of my situation

>decide to go make breakfast

>whip up some classic eggs and bacon along with a side of waffles

>wait for her to wake up

>serve it to her classic breakfast in bed style

>the look on her face is priceless

>”but master, I should be th-”

>i interrupt her, telling her that till she gets better not to worry about it

>thats when it hits me, I dont know her name

>hey, do you mind telling me your name?

>>232112

That's why you take the plunge and get corrupted into an incubus.

Your humanity is a small price to pay to avoid a her eternal sorrow.

>>251258

>Incubus

No monsterboys allowed!

>>251282

Incubus (female)

>>246917

Source?

>>232006

I can tell you right now read the manga over the anime series as they fucked up skipping a whole lotta plots.

>>250464

>write some depressing greentexts pl0x, my kraut blood demands it

This

people tend to forget us krauts get off to depressing shit

>>237130

hot

>>250464

Maybe next time when I have enough free time. Almost every time i writefag for monster it gets baleeted, I'm shocked that this one is still up. I'm still proud of my monstergirl invasion writefaggotry if anyone capped it. Faggotcat kissing CNN camera lens was super fun to write.

>>250373

I was reading a LOTR wiki the other day and I thought I would post some lore regarding marriage incase you like any bits of it. Apparently, for Tolkien's Elves, sex and marriage are one and the same, and it is that bodily union that achieves marriage.

They also apparently lose interest in sex after they've had children, And would would reject bodily life and die if they were raped. Because of the union of souls that occurs when Elves marry, and because of the eternal nature of Elven souls, they do not divorce or have multiple marriages.

So yeah

>>259806

>germany turned into monstergirl torture hellscape come DOTR

>krauts overjoyed

>>259932

Well, compared to the current hellscape (thanks to 'multiculturalism'), pretty sure the Krauts WOULD be happy if a bunch of monsterwomen came in their place. Would make it better.

>>259946

Well, that's why i said that

t.kraut

>>259779

Old anime called Those Who Hunt Elves.

Three modern humans (a martial artist, a famous actress, and a high school girl) are transported to a weird fantasy land. The elven leader tries to send them back, fucks up the spell, and parts of the spell are spread across the land imprinted on the bodies of elven women. So now our heroes travel the land stripping elven women of their clothes to find the spell and go home.

It's kind of dated but it has some funny moments.

>>259779

>>262380

Oh yeah, and I forgot about the tank. It gets brought with them and magically winds up with the mind of a cat or something.

>>232112

If you have an elven waifu she has to die before you do.

Because do you want her to go through the pain of losing you, the exact pain you go through when you lose her?

I wonder what a human working at an elf company would be like?

>>276007

What exactly would an elf company produce?

>>276012

whetstones for ears

>>232112

>Tormented by my mortality

Become a lich.

Reminder that /cuckquean/ is pushing elf bullying in hopes that /pol/ and /monster/ will accept harems and their shit fetish.

>>>/cuckquean/5825

>>281021

We already have elves and harems. But we will never accept cuckqueaning.

So, this exists.

>[Rei Hidiri] The Case of My Dark Elf Wife

You're welcome.

>>281021

They didn't mention /monster/ at all. That said, their GETs are coming up soon and we should take the opportunity to remind them of the error of their ways

>>281036

HWNDU was IRL shitposting

>>281044

>That said, their GETs are coming up soon and we should take the opportunity to remind them of the error of their ways

True, but there's just one issue. Won't cucking them out of their get only get them off? How do we manage the get so that we steal it without playing into their fetish?

>>281056

Well a lot of them like to LARP as women, maybe we can make fun of them for that?

>>281056

What if we stole their get while announcing that we claim it in their name and that it's theirs?

>>281069

What if we steal the get while saying, "If 10000 GET, none of you will ever be cucked again."?

What is the best way to bully an elf?

>>281180

>>285648

>>285651

But what if you hurt an elves feelings with that kind of language?

>>259835

>sex and marriage are one and the same

>lose interest in sex after they've had children

>would reject bodily life and die if they were raped

>union of souls that occurs when Elves marry

>they do not divorce or have multiple marriages

Tolkien's super Catholic, so that sounds like a version of marriage he'd come up with.

>>285667

>using Tolkins shitty

Fuck you.

>>285681

You forgot that they're the jews of Tamriel.

>>285687

>>285688

Sort of what I was getting at. They're a heavily flawed race, and that's what makes them interesting and better than many other fantasy elves. And the tribunal were gods, just not ones worthy of worship. And yeah they still call you an outlander because you're an outlander. I could save Japan from a third nuke and I'd still technically be a gaijin. Also I think Pelinal deserves some shit for killing ayleids who actually wanted to end slavery and torture of humans. But like the Dunmer I still quite like Pelinal, because his flaws make him who he is.

Their culture also takes inspiration from fucktons or irl cultures. Semites, East Asians, South Asians, Middle Easterners. They round up to being some sort of fucked Paki weaboos with some semetic ancestry.

God fucking damn it, board creation can't come back fast enough. I want some good TES/Morrowind, 40k, fantasy worldbuilding, etc. threads on a not-shit board. Mangoman seems keen on the idea to the point of letting me shill it on the meta and volunteer with hotpocketing, but I'm worried it might take away some of /monster/'s /tg/ elements.

>>285688

>Red Mountain erupting was the best thing to happen to Vvardenfell

How do you figure? All it did was make the Dunmer into refugees.

>>285681

I do have to agree with >>285667 on one thing. The whole "We proud elves are dying out" thing has been overused beyond all reason. Couple this with the weirdly misanthropic trend in more recent additions to the fantasy genre of, "humans are racist against everyone and are killing off all the magical creatures", and we get a lot of not-so-boner inducing situations. The Swords Trilogy is the rare exception where the situation just fit. The rest give off a weird feel like it is supposed to be some metaphor of humans are awful and killing the environment or some shit like that, especially if humans are the only perpetrators. In a world where everyone hates everyone else, it could work, but many don't even have the traditional rivalry between dwarves and elves, looking at you Dragon Age and Witcher.

I don't know about you guys, but when I think "elf" I think of the haughty noble elves that don't need an excuse to be a degenerate. Nobles, especially ones that live for eternity, would do almost anything if it would alleviate their perpetual boredom, and in a world that lacks our electronic distractions that would mean gambling, fighting, drinking, and fucking.

>>285713

Modern fantasy elves are very different in a bad way from Tolkien's elves.

Elves are all lithe archers that live in forests, right? Wrong.

Half of Tolkien's elves preferred caves and stone fortresses, or comfy houses. Really, the stereotype conflates Lothlorien specifically with all of elvendom.

On top of that, they were the closest thing to divine beings that one could find, with the exception of the few Maiar that wandered Middle-Earth.

Tell me, where the elves that constantly sing and dance under moon, sun, and starlight? Fuck's sake, even Hackson couldn't bother to make the elves in the LotR movies sing, when singing was constant in the books.

And don't get me started on the "elves are blond" thing, the most Beautiful elf woman had black hair.

>>285670

Face it, he made Elves stupid and Dwarfs jewish.

>>286354

Elves might not have even had pointy ears in Tolkien's work.

>>285717

What manga is this from?

>>286826

So in short, they're bored as fuck since they already did everything short of going full hedonistic degenerates who orgy so hard they punch a hole in reality and give birth to a god(dess?) that rapes their souls for eternity.

>>286354

>Perhaps you're thinking of the "Tolkienesque" elves?

No I am directly talking about Tolkien Elves. Read the original Folklore and Myths about Elves and then read Tolkien again. The guy was too christian to write Elves and that says something, considering the original tales were from a time when Christianity was a lot more hardcore. His Elves are whiny Angles obfuscated by making them the antique cultures of Middle Earth.

>Those are actually based on DnD.

You should stop using DnD as a scapegoat, depending on the campaign setting they have a lot more interesting Elves than Tolkin.

>Dwarvish culture resembles Early Middle Ages Germanic peoples: metalworkers, builders, axe-armed.

Saying any culture in Middle Earth resembles Middle Age Germany is a big stretch, considering everyone runs around medieval style and the generic picture the world has of the time is medieval Germany.

>>287307

>and that says something, considering the original tales were from a time when Christianity was a lot more hardcore.

No it doesn't, they were pagan.

>Saying any culture in Middle Earth resembles Middle Age Germany is a big stretch

The humans or the orcs/goblins to my understanding. But that being said, the holy roman empire was kind of the center of the middle ages, so in many ways it's hard to have them reflected in one race when they largely inspired the whole mythos. Also, the dwarves were jews…just to clarify.

>>287307

Muh fair folk

>Whiny

Now I know you haven't read the books.

>Angels

Well in a sense yeah, they're basically an unfallen race for the most part. Doesn't make them uninteresting though. It might make them unsuitable for other settings, but they're weren't supposed to be a stock race people for people to do so. In a scene they aren't, rather the smug elf is.

>>depending on the campaign setting they have a lot more interesting Elves than Tolkin.

Not really

>>287342

>lso, the dwarves were jews…just to clarify

They share some similaries, like being scattered and being greedy, but they aren't an expy race for jews like danuki are.

>>287784

She's the one I want to bully the most.

>>287791

>No cooking/10

I'm a little dissapointed.

>>287905

Well if it's any consolation, after a night like that, Marcille probably has a bun in her oven.

>>287906

If I had a say in how a Dungeon Meshi h-doujin was made, i'd have Macille molested by some living clothes or some tentacle monster. Then the monster would be killed and Senshi would go about making some delicious meal out of the monster.

>>287922

futa is banned dumbfuck, dont link anything like that on this board.

>>288067

>>288052

>>287967

I know what you guys mean, but calm down and just trust me. Those tags are a bit misleading when it comes to these.

>>288145

Might wanna go with the first one. They do get more extreme as they go on.

>>288152

All the warcraft elves are shit. They're all a bunch of fucking drug addicts. Hell, the new elves they have behave like heroin/meth addicts if they don't keep getting their fix of mana.

>>287342

>No it doesn't, they were pagan.

You are wrong, first of all Pagan is a Christian term that developed because Christianity started as big thing in the cities the Romans build all over their empire and only later moved into the country side, where people still followed the polytheistic religion of their region. Besides labeling people as Not-Christian the term is utterly useless, especially in a historic context because the Pagans never were one unified ethnic group. Labeling something as Pagan is stupid.

Secondly with a few exceptions, the huge majority of sources on Pre-Christian Europe were written by Christians during Late Antiquity and the Early Medieval Period and are from a Christian perspective, a famous example of that is the Edda, which is used by many as the main source of knowledge about the religious Mythology of the Old Norse/Germanic people. The claim that Pre-Christian beliefs and stories survived the Christianisation of Europe is largely an invention of the 19th Century bullshit New Age movement. The European stories, myth, folklore and fairy tales that we have about dwarfs, elves and other mythical creatures have almost all their origin in the Christian Middle Ages and many of them were only possible after the old gods of certain regions were demoted to lesser beings by Christianity. (Tolkien himself used this technique to create his Orks.)

Its is only after WW2 with the advancement of 20th Century Archeology that we actually got a real understanding of Pre-Christian Europe, but much of that hasn't reached the larger population and many people still get their knowledge from New Age cuckoos.

>But that being said, the holy roman empire was kind of the center of the middle ages, so in many ways it's hard to have them reflected in one race when they largely inspired the whole mythos

True as neither the Holy Roman Empire nor modern day Germany were or are culturally monolithic, but formed around Christianized Germanic Kingdoms that were unified by the Franks during Late Antiquity. Each of these Kingdoms had their own dialect, culture and customs that still live on today in different forms.

>>287370

>Now I know you haven't read the books.

Heroism for story reasons are no excuse for a racial history that is one downward spiral after another.

>Not really

They do, many of their cultures are better and unlike Tolkiens Elves, they have the abilities and potential to regain their greatness no matter what disaster destroys their kingdoms.

>>288248

You can have your muh fair folk and I'll have my "tolkin" elves

>>288889

Mind if I ask how you got a relatively life sized elf doll?

>>288890

Google elf sex doll

>>288902

>>288897

whoops

>>288904

muh fair folk happened

>>288947

>that image

I don't think you're on the right board m8

>>288947

we could have been friends if you didn't post monster boys

>>288949

>check the price tag for one

Not much, I think. However the cost assuming I'm checking the right site makes more more concerned.

>>289191

Are you planning on pulling a dollanon with her?

>>289191

>Maobux

You're Chinese?

>>289191

Do you ever have guests over? Where do you even store that thing?

>>289223

Dollanon put a spirit into his doll "Emily", basically making the doll sentient. Sometime later called an exorcist and such things. Emily seems to be still living with him right now. I wasn't around when it happened, I just know it from hear-say so don't take my word for it.

>>289230

He named the spirit "Emile," not Emily. There should be a thread on >>>/mg/ that provides the archives of the threads he showed up in.

>>289240

>>289245

stop deraIling

>>291949

it's probably the ears

>>292107

>they develop really degenerate tastes

You have degenerate taste anon

>>231977

This.

Also there is of course, the story of Aragorn and Arwen

>>295312

It's a garbage trope and it means odds are your waifu is used goods

>>285717

>>286765

I have the same question. I did a few image searches but got nothing.