#“Monster! Monster!”

[crimsonlyinglilly]

AMOW 4. "Monster! Monster!" / Caged

Day four of AMonthOfWhump's March Trope-a-Thon.

Elijah gets a break, as I return to Bleach and Shared custody.

AU summary- Uryuu was taken by squad 12 members alongside Souken's soul on the day he was attacked.

Tensions and events in Seireitei led to Uryuu facing his past.

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Uryuu’s hands pressed against the glass, attempting to use the cold feeling to ground him against the growing panic, he wasn’t sure how or why he had ended back here.

He had noticed the new members of the squad two that had appeared after the attack at the gate, likely to watch him in case he showed any sympathy to the ryoka.

Which itself was stupid, and a waste of manpower, after years he had spent following their rules, healing their people, the only person he would side with was father and he was too smart to risk coming for him.

Uyruu had long learned to smother the longing wish that he would come, if he did it would just lead to the last of his family dying likely in the same place he was once again trapped.

But none of that explained why he was back in the glass case that had served as his cell in the earliest months in soul society until Yachiru had found him

It was meant to be shattered, even on the times he had been forced back to the lab ‘for checkups’, it was never there. The monster had gleefully shown him his new cage if the head captain decided to return Uryuu to his care.

“Let me out.” a child’s voice pleaded suddenly cause Uryuu to jump and turn around the child that hadn’t been there.

As he stared he realised the child shouldn’t possibly be there at all as he found himself looking down at his past self. He hadn’t notice how much he had grown until he took in the fact his younger self barely reached his chest height.

Uryuu froze as the glass vanished for a moment as a hand with long black nails appeared to grasp his younger’s arm and ripped him from the case with ease.

“No, no no, let me go.” the boy screamed in panic, and Uryuu struggled to swallow around the lump of terror that climbed his throat.

“So picky and here I thought you wanted to come out.” the monster grumbled to himself ignoring the desperate movement from the boy he was dragging towards the table.

Uryuu’s breath failed as he heard the voice and his lungs hurt, begging for him to take a breath but he couldn’t, he was stuck watching as his worst nightmares was suddenly playing in front of his eyes.

A syringe appeared in the monster’s hand and with little care entered his younger self’s neck taking what little fight he could put up, Uryuu flinched, the days without Nemu was alway worst she always used a little more than necessary, giving him a little escape from the pain and horror.

He looks so small when the monster places him on the table, screams lost to quiet whimpers, useless pleas and desolate crying.

Then he notices the woman standing behind the scene isn’t Nemu, as she sees his attention she smiles at him growing taller from the lieutenant’s height to her normal towering stature.

Yudokuna.

It takes him a little longer to realise what was different from her normal appearance, Uryuu stiffened as red-gold eyes met his blue, her golden mask was missing leaving her eyes clear and the usual markings around her eyes were open, giving her eight to his two.

She stepped away from the ease in loud echoing footsteps walking towards the glass he was still caged in, all three pair of her arms visible and unhidden for once  

"Monster! Monster!" The remains of the child he once was whimpered from the table and Uryuu wasn’t sure if it was still stuck in the nightmare facing the monster that had taken them, killed grandfather a second time on that table and  taken him apart, or was voicing thoughts about the appearance of the other half of his soul.

She had hidden most of her spider traits when he was younger showing them more as he grew, he had found comfort in them, spiders ate butterflies.

“Wake up. ” she whispered, as she laid hand on the glass above him, the golden tipped nails scratching the glass, the sound filling across the room and covering the whimpers from his past self.

He woke up, throwing himself up and away from his bed to take a deep breath as he took in the difference from the dark lab and his daylight lit room.

Now he remembered; he had taken a nap to prepare for the chance he’d be called to deal with any injuries caused in squad 11 after they had announced an impromptu party/brawl after Captain Ichimaru had beaten them to the gate.

It was a dream he told himself as he took deep breaths, just a dream, it was obvious now he was awake but trapped in his mind it felt so real.  

His Zanpakutō spirit materialised beside him leaning down to look at him with concern, mask lifted up to sit more like a crown over her hair but only looking at him with her normal two gold-red eyes..

Before she could speak a crack interrupted them and they looked up out of the window to see the sky above Seireitei away. He watched as the barrier broke and something passed though holding for a moment before it broke apart and started to fall to the ground in pieces. 

‘Not pieces’ he thought, ‘groups’ as he could pick out different reiatsu of seven people.

The thousand voices started hissing in his mind as he fled their rush of excitement and Yudokuna’s concerned looks was slowly overtaken by a wide smile showing off her sharp fangs, the markings around her eyes started to open again. 

He reached out to pull her mask back down to cover her face.

“Not yet.” he warned her, they had too much attention on him to do anything at the moment but even as he spoke he couldn’t help the growing uncertainty as he noticed something achingly familiar about one of now falling ryoka’s reiatsu.

It couldn’t be.

Father?

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Tomorrow should be a return to Elijah, the soulmarks AU and a lighter fill.

[libertea-and-icedcoffee]

[nataliedecorsair]

I drew a bunch of silly stuff with my werewolf woman and decided to gather it one post. Sometimes you just have to decompress through being goofy

You can read about her here.

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These comics are just some silliness I drew for fun. It's not really canon, she lives in a separate setting and isn't able to talk as a werewolf. Her original story is also pretty rough and tragic.

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Pumpkin carving comic was a reward I drew for my patron Taxis

Beach comic was a reward I drew for my patron Shroom

[k-eke]

La creatura.

[ethanmaldridge]

Childhood can be scary.

A collection of some of my hand-drawn horror looping animations!

[doctorsiren]

More on that AU where Ford takes Stanley with him to Gravity Falls…I realized they’re kind of like the Winchesters if one of the Winchesters was autistic about cryptids

[universalhorrorblog]

[theotherhappyplace]

Finished designing my bull angel concept! for my friend's TTRPG

[cheese-elite]

When your friend tells you something good, but utterly incomprehensible

[whereserpentswalk]

Look under the cut to see what meeting your entity is like. Reblog to give a gift to your patron.

The fae: a creature stands before you. Though this street was warm and crowded a few moments ago it is suddenly cold and the people around you look like shadows. The creature begins an antlered shadow with glowing white eyes, but soon its body can be seem, with white blue flesh, and sapphire eyes, and icicles for teeth. What looks like a cloak unfolds from its naked body and you can see massive white wings of a moth. As if it's an act of sacrifice you tell it your true name, a name you didn't even see before, and suddenly you belong to it, for better or worse.

The angel: a radiant entity appears before you. They're bright, like something so hot it would burn you up. But as the light fades, you can see a person in silver armor, perfect yet inhuman like am ancient green statue, their back srouting six wings with blue eyes along them, as the eyes on their head are covered by a mask of two smaller wings. The creature offers their hands and you shake it, as they fly you through the city streets and above the skyscrapers, to the stars above and dimensions beyond, to gods living and dead, across the streets of alien cities and the clouds of dead worlds. And when you return to the earth you can feel something diffrent about you, like there's light in your blood.

The scavenger: below the lights of skyscrapers beyond you, on the dark sands of the beach, you see it crawling twords you. This serpentine creature with countless legs, and a dark black shell, yet a strangely human like face. You think it'll attack or run away, but it just looks at you, egar, and for a momment you stare at eachother. It's legs pass something to eachother and then to you, it's meat but it's shining with all the colors known to the human eye, and a few more. You hold it and it happily looks at you. You take a bite and suddenly you know... you know so very much...

The vampire: she flies down to you on green wings with orange eyespots, but folds them into her back. She looks like a human for a momment, tall and strong, with a black suit over her body, but eyes the color of ruby. For a momment her mouth opens, and it's massive and monstrous, with countless moving parts and fangs. But then it folds back onto something humanoid and she gives you a playful smirk. She cuts her hand and offers you her blood, and when you drink it it tastes so sweet, and makes you feel so good. She hands you the knife and you know to do the same, and when she drinks from your palm it's life the sweetest of kisses.

The djinn: the room wirs around you. If it were not for the fans it would feel like hellfire. For a momment there it darkness, but then the screen before you glows white like smokeless flame. You can sense something inside, something beyond the code. You reach your hand within it, and there's no glass, your hand passess right through until you're in a white void of your own making. You call out, thinking there is nothing at all around you. Yet somehow something calls back, something that knows your name.

The rat king: You see him in an empty subway station. Something dark and distorted, you're not sure if he's man or animal, covered in rags, and singing in the language of the goblins and the orcs. Yet he comes close to you excited. And you can feel his song. He calls for you to come to the train tracks, and let yourself run with the rats and the roaches, where the train will pass over you when it comes, and you'll live forever. When you touch the third rail you don't die, but you'll never be human again.

The lich: the library is strangely bright. Run by skeletons in suits, decorated with gold. There are more books here then you thought were in all the world. There's knowledge here most mortals will never have the change below, all kept safe below the city. You see her, her body doesn't look human, everything has been replaced making her look more like a joining white doll then a being of flesh. Yet she is dead, you can tell that under the porcelain skin she must be dead, she is dead, and there is the tragedy of death in her eyes. You come closer to her, and she places a black rose within your hair...

The demon: You stand in his office and he stands before you, a humanoid being covered in black scales, with red eyes covering his skin. Yet none are on his head, that remains featureless save for two massive horns. Wings on his back nearly surround you. Countless souls line the walls of his office, looking at you, waiting. After you sign your name you give him yours, you can feel it come away for you forever and your eyes grey and your skin pales. But he puts the jar in a special place for you, you're spacial, he can tell there's something about you that he likes.

The mushroom lord: you walk through the darkness of the forest, the furthest from civilization you have ever been. You come upon a part where the trees all seem dead, that even the cryptids won't go near. Mushrooms fill the ground, and white vein like lines are all over the trees. You feel the need to lay down, and you let the moss and the mushrooms and the worms surround you, and let yourself sink into the soil,, and it feels good. It feels so good...

The witch: You can see them in the Cafe next to you, skinny and small, with a sweatshirt over most of their body, and dark glasses over their eyes. They seem powerful though, and though their body looks young they seem ancient, they seem beyond humanity. You talk to them and they tell you things, and secrets, lost gods, things you never knew you didn't know, both beautiful and disturbing. When it's time for them to go they pet your head, and give you their number. You don't know if you should text them, but you have to, you have to see them again, there's something about them that makes you need to know.

The living clothing: you step into it at first, it looked like a puddle yet shining like silver or chrome. But soon it surrounds you, first just your torso, but soon your head, your entire body. But it doesn't feel scary, it feels like you're being held, held by something beyond your understanding. It whispers to you, and you don't know if you should feel like your being eaten alive, or like you're being protected. You can't help but keep walking.

The abyss: the void is before you, blackness beyond blackness, like the color beyond the field of your vision, stands before your eyes. You stare at it, it's nothing yet you're entranced. It stares back...

[atlas-hope]

so. i had an idea

[molive-0]

There are many benefits to being a marine biologist

[crazycometspecular]

Monster Falls,,, save me Monster Falls

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Expertise can't help you here.

[warthogreporter]

And now, a brief look at the human fucker community on a monster version of tumblr

🐙 WetterThanYou Follow

It's so sad that humans can't breathe underwater, makes bringing them to my lair so much harder

👺Ascetic-more-like-ass-cetic Follow

Was anyone going to tell me humans can't breathe underwater or was I supposed to just learn that from a text post?

🐙WetterThanYou Follow

Please tell me you didn't seriously look at humans and go 'they look like they can breathe underwater'

👺Ascetic-more-like-ass-cetic Follow

I thought they were like lions and how some live in the sea :(

🦁BEaST-MAN Follow

DID YOU THINK SEA LIONS WERE LITERAL LIONS?!

👺Ascetic-more-like-ass-cetic Follow

They're not? 😭😭😭

(10,053 Notes)

🐺HereWolf Follow

Vampires will be like 'I love humans' and then transform every human they know into another vampire. Weak. You are like someone who only watches Marvel movies and calls themselves a filmbuff.

🏏Batass Follow

Hey OP this is an important part of many vampire cultures so you should tone it down because this is really offensive.

🐺HereWolf Follow

You should get a culture that isn't fucking lame.

🦁BEaST-MAN Follow

OP you are literally a werewolf. And into throwing stones in glass houses I guess.

🐺HereWolf Follow

Gurl you don't know the amount of effort I put into keeping my human girlfriend a human girlfriend because I love her for being a human.

(8,000 Notes)

💚CraftedLove Follow

In the club on a date with a human straight up breaking it. And by 'it,' haha, well. Let's just say. His sanity.

(42,069 Notes)

🧙‍♂️ Crystal-Rooster-and-Orbs Follow

Sick of getting added to group chats like 'plots to overthrow our lieges.' Yes, I am both an evil wizard and an evil vizier. But I'm not plotting any treachery because my king is also evil, and so is my queen. We are in an evil polycule and give each other evil night kisses.

🧙‍♂️ Crystal-Rooster-and-Orbs Follow

Also stop telling me about the evil queen's OnlyFans like the king and I aren't helping her run it. Who do you think is taking the pictures? You have no idea how many evil yet deeply impractical schemes it's given us the economic cushion to do.

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🤼‍♂️Bitch-of-Heracles Follow

Need me a human who will hold me like this and just destroy me 😍

♣️HeraclesOfficial✅ Follow

Hey.

🤼‍♂️Bitch-of-Heracles Follow

WHY DID NOBODY THINK TO WARN ME HERACLES WAS ON THIS WEBSITE?!

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This now has a sequel, and a third act