#bundle monster

[the-ironic-monster]

I drew this without a reference.

not the best decision on my part since A. i suck at drawing teeth like this and B. i have never drawn Caine before.

but man i really wanted to do some fanart of tadc. =o =

[darkopsiian]

i feel bad for not putting out consistent uploads recently, it's mostly because i'm trying to layer focus on my real life job and the next Biotape.

i've already shown several hints on my patreon server. but out of context; these are basically what i'm making:

[tequiilasunriise]

Me when I go to the Monster Ball in a lesbian flag of a skirt (love me) and dye my hair the main color of this girl I used to fight with because of my mom’s pressuring influence (love me love me) and now I share soft looks with her, this girl who has led me to softness with open hands and gentle smiles (love me love me love me) and she’s just a friend but in that weird aching way that leaves my heart sore and teeth hurting (love me love me love me love me-) and good gods is this what it feels like to be accepted? To be known?

(love me love me love me love me please just please it’s all I’ll ask)

[jaxieus]

More Johan stuff.

The cold seems to be subsiding but always comes back full force to get me off guard so I kinda thought Jan would try to take care of Johan because of the unpredictable weather.

[nevertheless-moving]

CHAPTER ELEVEN

THE DEMON OF YUNMENG

Chapter One/ AU Masterlist — Chapter Ten

Holy FUCK my pants are disgusting. 

It was an unpleasant thought to wake up to. But it was an even more unpleasant sensation.

Setting that aside for the time being, Wei Wuxian forced himself to his hands and knees, arching outward and inward to crack his back into something resembling normal shape. A vision assaulted him — Lan Zhan returning to the tent and catching him in this position. He had to stuff a fist into his mouth to hold back laughter at the following mental image of Hunguang-Jun mounting a clothed man and humping him like a beast until completion. 

Holy shit, he actually would, wouldn’t he? He would for sure be into that.

Wei Wuxian shook his head, refocusing. After a few more stretches, he began the painstaking process of peeling off his pants, wincing where it pulled at sensitive skin and hair. He did his best to scrape himself clean, but fucking hell he needed to bathe. Somewhere that Lan Zhan wouldn’t be tempted to look at his dick and inadvertently learn a secret that would require the Demon of Yunmeng to murder the Lightbearing Lord, something said demon really, really didn’t want to do. 

Ha! Even if I go off on his own, can I trust that Lan Zhan won’t follow to sneak a peek? 

The Honored Second Jade of Lan. Unable to resist peeping. He bit back another round of hysterical giggles. 

He hesitated getting dressed; Lan Zhan's pants looked like a decent enough fit — any minor extra length wouldn’t matter once he had boots on. But dried come was literally flaking off him. Not to mention the sweat. Reluctantly, he searched for one of his soiled pants from last night — just something to get him to the nearest stream. To his confusion, he couldn’t find any of his dirty clothing, just the clean Quinquin pouch. 

Annoyed, he pulled on his second to last clean pants and underrobe — way too nice for his current state and location.

“Oi, Lan Zhan!” he said, clamoring out of the tent. “Did you steal my underwear?”

Lan Wangji was pointedly silent.

It took him a moment longer than it should have to realize that the silence was actually not pointed; Lan Zhan simply wasn’t there.

He looked around more thoroughly, discovering that not only was Lan Zhan gone, but also his tent was missing, so that was a little disturbing. But he figured that Lan Zhan must have stolen it alongside his clothing for some currently inscrutable reason.

There was a bowl with a plate over it, resting on a suspiciously flat tree stump which he was fairly sure hadn’t been there yesterday. Lifting the plate revealed a steaming portion of brilliant red congee, along with what looked like two pheasant’s eggs poached on top. 

“What the fuck,” Wei Wuxian said outloud. Again, no one answered, but he did notice a note tucked into a crack in the wood, which he pulled out eagerly.

“River two Li Northeast.”

Wei Wuxian sank to the ground, resting on his heels and pressing the note to his forehead. He tried to imagine Lan Zhan’s line of thought. Did he consider writing something like “I made breakfast,” before discarding it as a waste of words? Or did communicating so frivolously sincerely never even cross his mind? Obviously, Lan Zhan had made spicy congee. And hunted down an egg and delicately cooked it. Who else would have done such a thing?

Quickly, he checked to make sure he hadn’t woken in an elaborate illusory trap.

Nope. 

Lifting the bowl revealed a warming talisman, which he had expected — what he hadn’t expected was for it to be one of his designs. Jiang Cheng had complained that his book of slightly more academic than practical talisman adjustments had barely sold enough copies to be worth the hassle of distribution, but he had also complained about him publishing too much on gui, so. 

He supposed he knew that Gusu Lan had always diligently purchased copies of his cultivation treatises, if only to decry them as heresy from an informed high horse before ritually burning them or whatever they did with such things. He hadn’t thought that Lan Zhan was particularly interested in talismanic arts, but he was a distinguished young master with a properly well rounded education.

Still, it was a little flattering. Really, the spellwork was objectively not worth the time it took to draw, but the food maintained significantly better texture than “standard” warming charms. 

Lacking any better plans, Wei Wuxian ate breakfast. It was pretty good. Not quite spicy enough, but very close. 

Since Lan Zhan hadn’t returned by the time he finished, he made his way to the river, opting to leave everything in the tent as it was because if the river had another under-informative note beside it he was going the fuck back to sleep.

When he finally found Lan Zhan, the man was meditating by the water’s edge, which was normal enough. What was strange was the washboard beside him and the  fabric strung delicately from lines that Lan Zhan must have been carrying around with him. 

No, wait, the lengths of cord aren’t strange — who the fuck carries a washboard around? Aren’t Lan robes spelled to look like that?

“You didn’t actually have to clean my underwear,” Wei Wuxian said, approaching.

“Taking responsibility,” Lan Zhan said, opening his eyes.

Wei Wuxian snorted. “If you say so.”

Lan Wangji rose, frowning at Wei Wuxian’s legs. “Will fetch this morning’s clothing.”

“Lan Zhan you don’t have to —” But he was already moving. Wei Wuxian just barely managed to grab his arm as he passed. “Lan Zhan.”

Lan Wangji stopped, looking at him. This close, the small height difference between them was a bit more noticeable, if only because Wei Wuxain was fairly unused to tilting his head back to talk with anybody.

“Ah —” he said, briefly distracted, before marshaling his exasperation. “If this is because of, you know, the stuff we did — you really don’t have to. Very willing participant and all that.”

Lan Zhan nodded solemnly.

“Washing my clothes isn’t actually your responsibility. That was a joke.”

“Mn.” 

Wei Wuxian let go, and Lan Zhan continued the way he was walking.

“I —” Wei Wuxian grabbed Lan Zhan again, opened his mouth, then gave up; his dick was too itchy for this conversation. Maybe he likes cleaning? And… stealing bird’s eggs? “Fine, whatever, I’m going to go wash, I've got come practically glueing my legs together — you’re, uh, staying in this section of river, right?”

“Mn.”

He hesitated, but felt the need to ask again. “...You’re sure? No wandering up or downstream from here?”

Lan Wangji lowered his head.

“I mean if you say you won’t, I believe you, of course, just…” he trailed off weakly. 

“Will not dishonor Wei Ying,” Lan Wangji swore, looking up with golden eyes that were WAY too intense considering the frivolity of the subject matter. Unfortunately, that actually was the level of intensity he needed Lan Zhan to bring to the table on this particular promise.

“Right.” Wei Wuxian cleared his throat. Lan Zhan’s face was very close.

Very close.

//

 “I really need to bathe,” Wei Wuxian insisted hoarsely, pulling back from Lan Zhan’s mouth.

Lan Zhan’s throat bobbed as he nodded. His fingers released all at once from Wei Wuxian’s ass, then he disappeared back towards camp in a swirl of white.

Wei Wuxian pressed a hand to his face, allowing himself twenty seconds to just stand there breathing heavily before pushing his way downstream. 

Alright, Lan Zhan has to be the one who’s unusual here, not me, he thought mournfully. He came twice last night and once this morning, same as me! How is he hard again? I mean, I’m not not impressed but seriously! Chafing!

Mind gradually warming up to the day, he resolved not to spend overlong mulling over the cutsleeve stuff between him and Lan Zhan. Based on how the last few days had gone, there were even odds everything would dramatically change between them again by tomorrow morning. In any case, he had bigger things to worry about  — namely the trial that had started all this.

Even with an increasingly credible and scandalously appealing alternate story, there were a hundred different ways it still might come to a fight. And he wouldn’t ask Jiang Cheng to spend sect lives and honor defending him.

It was entirely possible that they were approaching the point where Jin sect would give up on subtlety in their quest to seize the Yin Tiger Tally; they might already be there, if it turned out this whole “conference” was just a trap to lure him into prepared killing grounds.

Unless he chose to run and leave behind this mess entirely — something he couldn’t quite bring himself to do while there was still a slim chance of returning home — he was walking into that tower. Into terrain that the Jin would have ample time to prepare against him.

He whistled idly — a few lost spirits perked up in the distance, but nothing strong enough to be worth the effort of hunting down and trapping. What he really needed was a proper unsanctified mass grave, or a powerful ghoul. 

Ooh, maybe if I finish that tracking tool? Where was I with that? Oh yeah, multiple sensitivities… okay, if i give up on distinguishing between types of resentful energy and just amplify power…

By the time he made it back to camp, he was so lost in his thoughts that he barely greeted Lan Zhan, opting instead to immediately spread out paper on the conveniently flat stump, frantically trying to get his thoughts down before he lost their pattern. He definitely meant to say something to him at some point, but then he had an idea for amplification riding off the connection between iron and dragon lines…

It wasn’t until he finished charming a shaved iron needle floating in a cup of tea that he realized he had no idea where the tea had come from.

Blinking, he looked around. Another crude yet level table had appeared to his right, already covered with paper. Damn, Did I miss Lan Zhan chopping down a tree? Again? He looked around. More tables. Ok, not all stumps — I missed Lan Zhan chopping up a tree. Maybe two. And also carrying the pieces around.

What the actual fuck, he thought, flummoxed. 

Sure, he had gotten into this sort of flow before, but to where he completely ignored his surroundings? Only behind a dozen layers of wards — an actual mo could have walked right up to him and cut his head off for all the attention he had been paying.

He stood, popping his fingers and cracking his back. Lan Zhan wasn’t far, seated on the ground a short walk away. He was doing something with his hands. Grinding ink. 

Wei Wuxian didn’t remember pausing to grind ink. Despite having clearly been writing for hours. And his fingers weren’t peeled open. So he obviously hadn’t absentmindedly started using blood.

His heart did something funny. 

Lan Zhan looked up.

“...I’m finished,” Wei Wuxian said, not sure where to begin with the tea and the tables and the ink  and the pants and the egg. “At least for now. I’ll need to pick up some decent copper for a casing. I guess I could use wood, but it wouldn’t maintain… anyway.”

“Mn.” Lan Zhan put down the inkstone. His fingers were stained black. Wei Wuxian looked down — his own hands were a lot worse, though the black of his robe did a lot to hide mess beyond that.

If we started making out right now it would be incredibly obvious where we grabbed each other, he thought.

“If we started making out right now it would be incredibly obvious where we grabbed each other,” he said.

The whites of Lan Wangji’s eyes ran red even as gold was edged out by black. 

“Wait, you can hold me up with no effort?” Wei Wuxian asked a minute or so later, heels wrapped around Lan Zhan’s back, Lan Zhan’s hands forming a seat with no apparent strain, and apparently enough extra energy to do a fair amount of pinching. 

“Mn,” Lan Wangji confirmed, switching to one hand to show off, which incidentally settled more of Wei Wuxian’s weight onto a few spread out points across his ass.

“Ngh,” Wei Wuxian said, as Lan Zhan used his now free hand to work at a somewhat tangled red hair ribbon. “Wait, I had a point — so tha — aa — at means you didn’t even nEED to pin me against things! You just did it because you wanted to!” 

“Frees my hands,” Lan Zhan argued reasonably.

“Yeah but think about it —” Wei Wuxian said, as Lan Zhan walked them towards the tent. “You didn’t even have to wait until I was up in that tree to tackle me, back at the hunt! You could have just grabbed me and held me up in the air like this.”

Lan Zhan froze. “Shameless!” he hissed through clenched teeth. Down below his cock jumped, nudging at Wei Wuxian’s ass somewhat left of center.

Wei Wuxian cackled. “Oh man! Does that always happen when you call me shameless?! If I had sat in your lap back when I was studying at cloud recesses would we have figured this out a lot sooner?”

Lan Zhan finished pulling the ribbon free, and Wei Wuxian felt his hair fall down on his shoulders.

“Not…always.” 

Wei Wuxian cackled some more.

Did Lan Zhan’s eyes soften? Wait, was that an honest, intentional joke?

“I knew you were funny,” Wei Wuxian crowed, delighted.

//

Yunmeng Zhi Mo sat leaning against a tree, watching with amusement as Hunguang-Jun methodically worked mostly white pants along a washboard. 

“You know you really don’t have to do that.”

“Mn.”

“I mean we’re even on orgasms, aren’t we? I feel like things are pretty fair, as far as that’s concerned.”

“Mn.”

“Lan Zhan, I’m serious,” he said, exasperated. “Grinding my ink — cleaning my clothing— you’ve been acting super weird since we started, you know. Why are you doing all this stuff for me?”

Lan Zhan dunked the cloth in the water. “Want to,” he finally said, not turning around. The back of his ears were pink.

Wei Wuxian sighed heavily, rolling his eyes.

I guess this is what happens when someone that repressed gets to start having orgasms, he thought ruefully. He’ll get over it once the novelty wears off. Probably. 

“Oh!” he said, snapping his fingers. “Did you pack my tent?”

“Mn.”

“Why?”

“...Wanted to be ready to travel.”

“Okay…” he said slowly, eyeing the clothing on the line.

“Dried it first,” Lan Zhan added, misreading the look.

Wei Wuxian blinked. “Dried? What, you actually wasted spiritual energy on that?”

“Not waste. Prevents mold.”

“I —” Wei Wuxian laughed. “Alright, thanks I guess?”

“No need.”

“But you strung up clotheslines for our pants, because…”

“More delicate fabric.”

“Right, sure, but why — you know, whatever, it doesn't matter. How do you feel about detouring a bit towards Xi’an? One of the trade towns that direction should have some decent metals.”

“...Not the way to Carp Tower.”

“How long would it take you to fly us to Lanling, if you went fast? At most it would be a few hours from here, right?”

“Mn.”

“So why bother rushing! Worse comes to worse, we can leave the night before. I don’t want to stay in that snakepit any longer than I have to, and I strongly suspect the feeling is mutual."

Wei Wuxian paused, grimacing at the idea of actually showing up early for this thing.

"I’m not saying we shouldn’t generally move that direction," he added quickly. "To be on the safe side, and its probably not a great idea for us to be spotted flying all over the place together — I think the element of surprise will work best to avoid giving the Jin too much time to prepare —  but, anyway, my point is — wouldn’t you rather spend the next couple weeks enjoying ourselves while we prepare for the shitshow?”

Lan Zhan glanced back, eyes raking up and down Wei Wuxian’s body.

“...Mn.”

Prev (Chapter Ten) MDZS AU Masterlist

[niblets-criblet]

Wondering what will be included with the Team Fortress 2 Spy and Scout bundle? Look no further! Customers can expect this snazzy lanyard to go with their father and son plushies! 🍞

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

I saw the post about giving FL gloves for his talons, and I got a couple of ideas.

-Crocheting stress balls for him to squeeze when he can't squeeze you. They're soft but sturdy, and sometimes have little faces or symbols on them.

-making a scratching pad for him. Cats like to use scratching pads for their claws, right? I bet FL would be the same. It would even allow him to get out any of his more... aggressive tendencies.

Honestly, kinda just shouting into the void with this one.

Hope you have a great day!

-awkward anon

yessss more soft yarn crafting for the mothman!!!

the balls had started out as little toys for Foul Legacy to mess with and chase during the day, batting them around like an oversized cat. you had tucked a few dried glaze lily petals in the centers as well, leaving them smelling fresh and delicate no matter the weather. while they're lovely toys, Legacy also finds them nice to squeeze and squish when you're not at home, curling around them and keeping them safe. it's an excellent way to prevent himself from accidentally tearing up his soft blankets and quilts when he's nervous, instead kneading his claws against the sturdy stress balls- his favorite is the one with a little narwhal symbol stitched into it, a few tiny stars speckled around it in blue yarn. it's the perfect size to hug when he takes naps, if his favorite hugging thing (you) isn't available at that moment

a scratching pad is an AMAZING idea, if anything just to get some of that excess energy out or as somewhere for him to knead when his claws haven't been trimmed. sometimes when Legacy's super energetic he feels the need to scratch, and scratch HARD; because he doesn't want to hurt you, he can scratch the little pad you made for him. he perks up and darts off to give it a few sharp claws before sauntering back to you and flopping over again with a smug purr, gentle kneading his talons against your legs. you're also in the process of crocheting a narwhal plushie for him, sitting on Legacy's lap with his chin plonked on your shoulder, watching you untangle the yarn as the plush slowly comes together, just for him

[solarartzz]

they have no right to do that they have no right to make me sad over Poppy Playtime

[dungeonofthedragon]

Palestinian Children's Relief Charity Bundle

This bundle is an incredible deal for a great cause. 5E content? Solo games? Group games? Games to be played in a single session, multisession games- it really has everything!

I purchased the bundle today and am slowly making my way through the games on offer. Here's a showcase of some of the highlights so far:

GUN & SLINGER

Delicious and evocative! Compelling backstory, so many mysteries to solve, and also there are ghosts??? Sign me up! If you can find just two other people, you have enough to play this game. You just need the Maestro (GM), a Gun, and a Slinger!

Here, There, Be Monsters

This game combines monsters, queer themes, and a deep loathing for capitalism. I am a queer monster sympathizer who suffers under capitalism, so this is right up my alley.

There are almost 100 different kinds of monsters to choose from- including gorgons, vampires, fey and goblins in a beekeeper suit!

I Want Your Bite

Look, I'm a vampire fan. I own it. I've spent lunch breaks discussing the nuances of Nocturne's Olrox with a friend. What We Do in the Shadows is one of my favourite films of all time. Baz from the Carry On trilogy makes me cry (poor boyo!!!) It shouldn't come as a surprise then that as soon as I got this bundle, I went through looking for games with vampires in them.

I Want Your Bite is The Bachelor, if the titular bachelor was a vampire. It looks like an incredible amount of fun. It also has the best way to determine who fills a role that I've ever seen.

You can find these games and so many more in the PCRF Tiltify Bundle!

[goodnightsnek]

Red snakes on a blue background

[wormdramafever]

Goodbye Volcano High is part of two Steam bundles right now!!!

The PLATONIC LOVE BUNDLE wich includes the games Boyfriend Dungeon and Monster Loves you Too!, for $25.

And the KO_OP COLLECTION wich includes the games GNOG and Dépanneur Nocturne, for $16.

PLATONIC LOVE BUNDLE Sometimes your love is so pure, there's no need to add romance or sex or other mess. You can just… be together, and be happy! Now that's platonic love. This bundle offers three of the top ways to experience platonic love in gaming! Buy 'em while they're hot! In a platonic way. Including: Goodbye Volcano High A cinematic narrative adventure about love, change, and the end of the world. Guide Fang through their final year of high school as they try to make things right before time is up. Boyfriend Dungeon Date your weapons! Befriend swords, daggers, and polearms to level them up in this “shack-and-slash” dungeon crawling adventure. You can not only platonically "date" all of the weapons, but only platonic options are available for the super-snuggly cat weapon, Pocket. Monster Loves You Too! Live the life of a Monster within a society of fantastic creatures. Hunt for food, make friends and allies, and battle your own instincts in order to rise above your humble origins in the sequel to the best-selling Monster Loves You! Appropriate for all ages and family play.

KO_OP COLLECTION Complete your KO_OP Collection! This bundle contains all of KO_OP's all-original games available on Steam. Goodbye Volcano High Goodbye Volcano High is a cinematic narrative adventure about love, change, and the end of the world. Guide Fang through their final year of high school as they try to make things right before time is up. Dépanneur Nocturne A short exploration game about poking around a convenience store and finding a gift with the help of its owner. But sometimes the perfect gift finds you. GNOG GNOG is a tactile 3D puzzle game about exploring whimsical monster heads and the secret worlds inside them. Filled with eye-catching designs, lively interactions, and a rich, reactive soundtrack, the hand-crafted heads come to life as you grab, poke, spin, pull, and play with each charming contraption.

[littleghostie]

12/365

[tdcloud]

My serial killer x demon grave-fucking short DEATH-KNELL is part of a really cool Monster Boyfriend Itchio bundle! Grab it and 43 other titles for just $25 starting tomorrow 🩸

💀 https://itch.io/b/2903/me-my-monster-boyfriend

[zhanael]

Remember to check your local library for videogames, kids! You never know if you'll accidentally get to keep one forever!! 🙃

[inbarfink]

[merelymatt]

Graphic by Cezar Capacle

All five issues of the Sherrydown Enquirer – each one of which is a combination Monster of the Week mystery and @merelyroleplayers: Vigil lore supplement – are part of this bundle, along with 60+ more spooky and supernatural RPGs!

In issue 1, Playtime, a teacher disappears during a rainy playtime at Sherrydown Primary, and all the kids say he was eaten by a shark

In issue 2, Cold Snap, something has awoken deep in the forest and now the seasons are all out of whack

In issue 3, Tourist Trap, the high street isn't the only thing that tacky new souvenir shop is killing

In issue 4, Bad Dog, rentacops are at war with the local teens and something savage is taking the chance to mark its territory

In issue 5, Quarry, the sound of hooves and the stain of blood herald the separation of the community into hunters and prey

Plus, each issue comes with details you can use to set your Monster of the Week games in middle England, instead of the game's default gun-totin' US setting!

Usually getting all 5 issues would set you back about £20; in the Supernatural bundle, $20 gets you all these and more than 60 other things, including lots of complete games.