#Monsters Made

[imsupposedtobestudying-whoops]

About to do cast announcements for my new opera Monster's Made - so I painted each of the performers as their characters! I'm very, very pleased with how they all turned out!

[tromroan]

About to do cast announcements for my new opera Monster's Made - so I painted each of the performers as their characters! I'm very, very pleased with how they all turned out.

[akwardsilince]

Day 18

warning: mentions of gore

Cassius couldn’t feel their legs. 

“That’s normal,” the woman says. Doctor was what they wanted Cassius to refer to them by. “They just grew after all.” 

Cassius could tell that she was lying. 

“Oh, don’t be like that. How about we celebrate that you have more human limbs, hmm? Rather than dwell on their functionality,” she suggested, patting Cassius on the head a bit. 

They looked at her, eyes blinking and mouths thinning. 

“Wonderful,” the doctor says, taking Cassius’ silence as approval. “I’ll even let you have three pieces of meat for doing such a good job.” 

Cassius felt like a pet. Disgusting.

~

Thinking back on it now, Cassius doesn’t regret biting off her legs. Well, she wasn’t good, but it still fed that primal part of them. The one they seldom act on. 

Meat is important in a monster’s growth. Very important. Meat is where they get their form. Without it, they’d just stay a monstrous form. For example, if Azra were to eat a cow, he’d probably look more like a cow by the end of this. So if Azra were to form into a human, he’d have to eat human meat. Human flesh. 

Cassius sighs. Where in the world would they get that? They call Gabriel and ask for a favour. 

“A body?” Gabriel asks on the phone, incredulous. “You want me to murder someone, them bring them over. What?” 

“It’s simple,” Cassius explains. “Just pick one from our list. I’ll handle the harvesting, even the paperwork if you want.”

“No, it is not simple,” he sighs. Cassius smirks at the sound of annoyance coming from his voice. “Murder takes time, Cassius.” 

“Well, yes, I know that,” they argue, feeling a little insulted that he’d imply that they don’t know the time it takes. “Fine. If you can’t help, then I’ll–” 

“NO, no, it’s fine,” Gabriel quickly interrupts. “If there’s anything to not do, it is that. Luckily, we have a spare in the cold room. I’ll get it over to you in 10 minutes. Just. Don’t murder anyone.” 

Cassius smiles as they hang up the phone, though they feel a bit petty about how little trust Gabriel has in him. 

15 minutes later, Cassius is in the basement with their arm half way into this stranger's chest. 20 minutes later, Cassius is putting bits and pieces of the human into different bags to preserve them for later. 

40 minutes and Cassius is holding a piece of human flesh towards Azra. He eyes it, smells it with his mouth watering. Cassius smiles at the sight, remembering their first reaction. It’s a fading memory but it’s still there. 

Azra scarfs it down, growling after he’s done. He bares his teeth, his form vibrates with something inhuman. Then it stops and he blinks up at them. 

“You’re joking,” Cassius says disbelievingly. “Are you actually forcing your evolutions to when I’m not here?”

“..no,” Azra lies like the liar he’s always been.

“Nice attempt with the lie. It needs a lot of work,” Cassius huffs.

[bbbbbbbbatman]

Gotham has so many rogues and most of them don’t actually cause that much trouble in the grand scheme of things, so other than the really big ones, like joker, news about Gotham rogues can get pretty muddled outside the city which leads the JL to believing that Batman and Manbat are the same person and that their colleague sometimes turns into a giant bat monster but they don’t bring it up bc they think it’s a sensitive topic

Which eventually leads to a scenario like this mid combat when they’re getting pretty desperate:

Green Lantern: I know we’re not supposed to talk about it or whatever, but it would be really helpful if you could turn into a giant bat right now, spooky

Batman, having zero context for this comment, pausing mid fight to look at Hal like he just grew a second head: What the fuck are you talking about, Jordan?

Green Lantern, suddenly much less confident: Um…you know how you…turn into a giant bat?

Batman, utterly bewildered, turning to the other members but finding that he is clearly the only one out of the loop: what is happening right now

[kinerxy]

LET HIM GOOO

[fumifooms]

Omg guys he just genuinely likes bugs and mollusks and critters 😭💘💔 Forced to noble when he just wanna crouch and watch things skitter in the dirt…

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

I've been asked multiple times, which Vincent Price films *I* personally recommend. Well... all of the above... Also, Theater of Blood...(Gif wouldn't load)

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF movie Mike meets Jeremy Fitzgerald

[bluegiragi]

he keeps his promises.

early access + nsfw on patreon

[werecreature-addicted]

I know there was a previous post about monster-fuckers being akin to chasers if monsters were real, but what if humans were fetishised by monsters?

IF A MONSTER WANTED TO FETISHISE ME I'D LET THEM.

Big bad monsters wrapping their clawed hands around your waist and teasing you for being so cute and tiny. You basically fit in the palm of their hand they could do whatever they wanted with you and you could do nothing about it.

Monsters commenting on all your Instagram posts about how sexy you look and how hot you are. even if it's just a post showing off your lunch all the comments are "I see you're eating right so you can be nice and healthy when you're pregnant with my brood." Freaks. all of them.

Monsters with those tank tops that have two arrows one pointing to their cock, one to their mouths that say "two-seater, humans ride for free."

Imagine two monsters hitting on the same human at the bar, fighting over who gets to take them home. Only to decide to share, and take them at the same time.

[imsupposedtobestudying-whoops]

Medusa-themed-Poster I designed for my next opera, a collaborative effort this time with a librettist and friend of mine!

Monsters Made. A re-telling of 10 classic Greek mythological tales, but this time from the feminine point of view…

[tromroan]

Medusa-themed-Poster I designed for my next opera, a collaborative effort this time with a librettist and friend of mine! Monsters Made. A re-telling of 10 classic Greek mythological tales, but this time from the feminine point of view...

[akwardsilince]

Monsters Made

Day 17

“I see you’ve brought a friend,” was the first thing Cassius said when two people walked towards them. One familiar, one stranger. 

“You’re not in the library this time,” was the first thing the man said. He sat down across Cassius, motioning for the stranger to sit as well. They were seated in a cafe. Decent coffee, nothing 5 star, but it was a quiet alternative. “Any reason that you choose a cafe though?” 

“It’s quiet. And you didn’t expect me to be here,” they replied smoothly. “That being said, how did you track me?”

The stranger made an uncomfortable expression, but it smoothed out when Cassius looked at them. 

“Secret,” the man answered easily, waving dismissively. “What I’m more curious about is why you’re trying to hide.” 

Cassius ignored him and looked to the stranger. “So you let him drag you here?” 

The stranger looked at them, eyebrows furrowed as if they were confused about something. They opened their mouth to reply. “I don’t understand you.”

“That’s the point,” Cassius said simply, looking at a nearby window, hoping to be through with this. 

~

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh-” 

Cassius covers Azra’ mouth with their hand. The big mouth near where his chin should be. That’s where the vocal cords seem to be forming. Azra has decided to use their better formed vocal cords to annoy the shit out of Cassius. “None of that,” they sigh as Azra gnaws at their hand. “Not even I was this annoying while you were working.” 

Azra looks at them with all his eyes, giving a deadpan look. 

Before Cassius would reply, the doorbell rings and they head up stairs. They open the door to see both Raz and Gabriel. 

“...I should’ve seen this coming,” they say, mostly to themself. 

“Did you think that making Gabriel a requirement would stop me?” Raz asks, already sauntering his way in. Gabriel gives Cassius a confused look which they ignore. 

“No, but I hoped that it would give me another week or so,” they lie, closing the door with a sigh. “So why are you here now?” 

“To see the Boss, of course. Why else?” Raz is already standing by the basement door. 

Gabriel looks at Cassius, not knowing what to do. They sigh. Honestly. Gabriel can be so lost when it comes to Raz. 

Cassius walks over and opens the door. They turn towards the other two before they make their way downstairs. “Don’t pet him. This is still Azra.” 

With that warning, the three head down to meet a fleshy blob thing. 

“Azra,” Cassius starts, opening the latch to the cell to remove him. “Raz has come over to visit. And Gabriel.” 

Azra blinks at the three of them. He turns to Gabriel, staring right into his eyes. “Gabe.” 

“Fuck, it talks,” Raz says almost instinctivly. He looks both intrigued and highly disturbed. “Why is it- he– why is he so… fleshy?” 

Cassius rolls their eyes, feeling a sense of déja vu. “This is partially why I didn’t want anyone to see him,” Cassius pokes at Azra, who tries to bite back but misses. “He’s developing well. Vocal cords are coming along nicely.” 

“Cas,” Azra says confidently. He’s been better with their name in particular. He’s probably practicing how to curse their name. Again. 

“I hate this,” Raz says, looking away. 

Gabriel, on the other hand, steps closer and pats Azra. He leans into Cassius. “Did you look like this?” Cassius hits them over the head with their hand. “Right, right, apologies.” 

Raz steps a bit closer, putting out a finger to poke the fleshy blob that is their boss. “So Azra’s just… been this?” 

He flinches back as Azra tries to bite his finger. Cassius almost snorts. 

Azra turns to Cassius. “Out,” he says, voice nearly clear as it normally would be. 

“Don’t be like that. They can to visit you-” 

“Out,” he says, more insistent. 

Cassius sighs and looks at Gabriel and Raz. “Seems like princess here doesn’t want to be disturbed,” they say, avoiding Azra’s attempt at biting them. Cassius places him back on his pillow. They look back at the bemused Gabriel and conflicted Raz. “So, thoughts?” 

“I regret everything,” Raz says. 

“Oh please, at least you weren’t there for the ritual. That is much worse,” Gabriel scoffs and makes his way up stairs. 

Raz turns to Cassius, to confirm if what Gabriel said was true. They smile and shrug.

[stil-lindigo]

scorched earth.

a comic about a princess who died in a fire.

(this is a sequel to bite of winter, a comic about Snow and what became of her after her death.)

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[panthermouthh]

Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful.

[stripysockxx]

Toy foxy / Fixed Mangle / Funtime foxy WHATEVER THE HELL YOUR NAME IS!!

Drew this mostly for my younger self, cause when I was 9 all I would draw was fixed mangle at school <\3