#cryptid boyfriend

[quemaiglesias]

TOXIC BOYFRIENDS LETS GOO

[llamagoddessofficial]

Please please please give cryptic boyfriend a name and design because I am obsessed. He's just a silly little guy who loves you a lot? Sign me up!!!

He'd have a very normal, very Human name, of course! Just like other normal humans. A name like....... Cupboard. Or Ravioli. Rav for short!

(He doesn't have a name. He wants one, though. He'd like it most if you give him a name.)

I'm not great at Arting. But I'll try to describe his true form.

He's a big boy- around ten feet, when not bending down to look at you. He's dark and spooky, he looks like he's covered in small porcupine-esque spines, with larger and more jagged spines down his back. His limbs seem too long for his body, massive hands scraping the ground when he's hunched over... his (many) eyes and teeth don't tend to stay in one place. The eyes will go on whatever part of his body is closest to you, and his teeth will only appear when he's hungry, or trying to smile.

Good things about his true form: he looks spiky, but when you touch him, his whole body just feels like warm soft dark fur. So letting him cuddle you is like being cuddled by a big soft bear. The 'spines' all over him flex when he's happy. His big clawed hands are great for hugs, or picking you up to admire your pretty face. In his true form, it's less disturbing when his body does things a human body shouldn't do, and sometimes it's even funny (like when he actually turns his head the wrong way around when you tell him to 'turn his frown upside down'). Scary dog privileges.

[petite-sami]

Revealed

(can you tell I'm so paranoid about stolen art? LOL forgive me)

When Briar finds out the truth about her boyfriend, Grayson. There's little hints to the secret if you know what to look for.

I absolutely love how this illustration came out.

Briar is my original character and the only other person with the rights to her is @madericious

[keferon]

I adore everything about the mech pilot AU but I am especially loosing over Prowl and Jazz’s relationship versus First Aid and Vortex’s.

Jazzprowl: “I have made myself vulnerable to you in ways inconceivable. I trust you to hold/to control my entire body. I don’t understand your words / you understand me beyond words. We make ourselves responsible for each others lives because neither of us can be trusted with our own. You could hurt me on accident so very easily, but the thought of you doing so is impossible to come to terms with. I trust you, I love you, I never want you to leave again.”

Texaid:

“This thing is going to FUCKING eat me.”

“You’re a bit of a freak actually. I’m going to savor you first.”

“THAT’S WORSE.”

Dramatic space romance vs SCP foundation

[jackcryptid]

The Prank aftermath. Meanwhile, Peter n Sirius in the background looking confused af, and wolf Remus still in the shack.

[dark-moonlust]

A Night to Remember

Pairing: mothman x fem!reader

Summary: you and your mate spontaneously decide to live together and he celebrates by making love to you, a pillow under your hips.

Warnings: minors-ageless accounts DONT interact, 18+!!!!, monster smut.

“Tell me if it’s too much, or if you want more,” he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. He was always so careful, so worried that his length might hurt you. But you could take him, you were his mate, the one meant for him.

Humming softly, you clutched at his shoulders, pulling him closer. “More.”

“More, she says,” he drawled, his eyes darkening as he claimed your lips. “You really are something else, aren’t you, doll?”

“Hmmm…”

“Love me sliding deep inside your little cunt.”

His movements were slow and deliberate as he pushed inside you until you’d accepted him inside your depths, muscles clenching around the cock in your pussy. Breath hitching, you moaned— a moan he devoured with his lips, kissing you deeply, his tongue exploring your mouth as he rolled his hips and fucked you tenderly. You arched into his every thrust, thighs opening wide and responding to his ministrations.

Catch the full oneshot on [Patreοn], if you’re curious about what happens next!

[luverine]

Mothman x Reader

2.1k words // How mothman and you became mates. // 18+ // breeding and smells/pheromones // angst to smut

Every night you hear tapping on your window. You didn’t really think anything of it as you live in an old creaky house, it's bound to make some odd noises.

The tapping comes from your bedroom window only and it always happens quite late into the night. It appeared four or so months ago and is consistent.

You’re starting to have an uneasy feeling every time you go to sleep. You feel eyes on you and it sends cold pins down your spine.

“Maybe the house is haunted?…” You look around the room you've been sleeping in for the past nine months. Checking every crevice and crack, possibly getting a clue on this “haunting.” You bought it off an auction giving you no idea what the past was for this house.

You decide this is the night you’re going to stay up late and do a paranormal investigation in your own home. “I’m pretty sure this is how people die or become possessed.” You mutter pointing a finger on your lip in thought.

Preparing for the night you set up some candles and light them in your bedroom and bathroom attempting to create the perfect ambiance for a ghost.

The sun was coming down fast as winter was right around the corner. A chill runs through your body just on the idea of winter. Living in the woods wasn’t ideal but the small Victorian house with below par insulation was everything and more than what you wanted.

…

As the moon awakens into the night you make your way up the stairs to your bedroom. A thud can be heard when you reach the door. You tilt your head confused, opening the door you find nothing. The window untapped, sheets folded, hamper full. Nothing has changed, but the noises…

You uncover the bed sliding yourself into the sheets then reconverting yourself in the soft blankets you’ve stacked on your bed. Turning away from the window so only your back can be seen. You pretend to sleep, your breathing slows down and the blanket's warmth almost knocks you out immediately.

Fighting sleep for around an hour as comfort pulls you into its embrace. You hear it! The tapping on the window begins its three taps… pause… three taps.

You wait a few more moments listening to the slightly annoying rhythm before deciding it is investigation time.

You shuffle gently, switching to face the other side of the room. The window is to your face all you have to do is peek and see if there’s anything there. Or maybe the house just has a squeaky window?

You open one eye very slightly peeking through your eyelashes. There’s a silhouette but you can’t make out what it is. A ghost? Demon? Witch? You don’t know. The only thing you can do now is sleep or confront whatever is in front of you.

Of course you’re going to approach the silhouette. You jolt out of bed quickly. Scaring whatever was by your window. It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

You let out a sigh frustrated and lay back in bed this time actually falling asleep.

…

The morning after that silly attempt at an investigation. You ponder on what you could do to lure the thing to interact with you. Find out why it’s been tapping your window every night for the past few months.

You settle on opening your laptop and search for window tapping paranormals. Hoping this won’t be an original experience.

All you came across were ghost stories and clickbaity videos about “ghosts caught on camera.” You raise your eyebrows at these dense posts giving you no help, not even a hint of what’s happening.

…

The day has reached nightfall, it's pitch black outside and nearly midnight.

You’re going to do the same thing tonight. Catch the creature when you turn in your “sleep.” You aren’t confident in the plan but it’s the best you could come up with. Repetition works!

Except this time you open the window half ajar. The cold from the autumn night wafting a chill into your room. You lay in bed covered up in your cozy blankets lightly shivering waiting for the silhouettes tapping to begin.

…

Luan is nervous to approach your window. He doesn’t want you to see him. Uncertainty seizes him as your window is open. He knows it is cold. He freezes every night just to see you.

Swiftly Luan shimmies through the window into your room. It’s so cold… He tries his best to shut the window, unsure how to use some human technology.

Stepping close to your sleeping body he can feel the coolness radiate from you. This scared him you’re supposed to be warm. He chirps worryingly in a panic. What does he do? He can’t lose you!

Luan isn’t the warmest himself naturally but he’s desperate to warm you up. He moves the covers in a hurry sliding himself onto the bed and holding you against him.

He can’t believe this is real. He’s holding you! He can feel your heartbeat. You are perfect against him.

He caresses your face as you start warming up from the freezing temperature the room became.

You're at peace from the sensation of something rubbing your face. It's hard and fuzzy- wait what? You jolt sitting up on the bed, your whole body reacts to someone lying next to you.

“What”- You whisper out looking at the “thing” on your bed. A big dark creature with antennas, sharp long claw-like hands, and what appears to be wings tucked over the both of you.

The reaction you gave frightened Luan causing him to let out a scream. He scatters to the window trying to open it but of course the window doesn’t play in his cards right. It doesn’t open.

He hurriedly rushed himself to a corner cowering his wings shaking in anxiety. He already understands that you won’t love him. What was he thinking? Stray tears slip down his moony eyes.

Your heart beats fast out your chest. The creature is terrified and you feel bad… Trying to catch it for your own solace you didn’t even think about what the thing you’d find would feel or act.

Slowly you tiptoe through the room to where it is curled up in the corner. You go down on your knees once you are at arm's length of the creature.

You slowly shuffle closer to it tilting your head side to side in curiosity, your eyes traveling its frame. Luan flinches at how close you are to him. Your figure now radiates heat and he’s always cool.

Unmoving, the both of you familiarize yourselves with each other. The bedroom doesn’t feel so suffocating anymore as the uncomfortable atmosphere dimmed and breaths match.

You make the first move to feel it. Pulling your hand from under your knee you bring it up close to its face holding your hand out letting it know you aren’t dangerous.

It moves its chin onto your hand and rub your thumb on its soft fuzzy cheek. Inspecting the creature you see that it's dark skin is covered in short silky fur especially around its neck where it’s more thick.

Luan makes a vibrating sound from the affection his mate has gifted him. The moon has answered his prayers; she loves him as he loves her! His wings let out a small flutter in relief.

He shows you his hand just as you had done. Instead of holding your hand he holds on your other hand he moves your hand side-to-side turning it to get a good look at you. Your skin is smooth, flawed or unflawed he couldn’t care; your hand was so dandy compared to his it made him joyous at the thought of being your protector.

His contentment didn’t go unnoticed. He let out a chirp while he got a hold on you and began to twirl you around the room.

It made you giggle, the fear of the “monster” washing away at the affection you were receiving. It was somewhat bewildering at the way the creature was behaving but you had a fond feeling growing in your chest from the pure glee around you.

Luan was seeping in tenderness. You accepting his advances made him believe you agree to his courtship.

All the times he left rocks and small crystals at your doorstep, the stick trinkets left in your garden, the window tapping. The freezing nights outside your window waiting for you, praying to the moon. It was all worth it!

He had you and will never let go, nothing will separate the two of you.

…

As the night gets older, Luan can feel sleep creep on him. He knows you’ll wake soon and he doesn’t want you to leave him alone.

He holds on tightly to your warm frame. He's always so cold during this time of year there’s a fulfilling sense to finally have comfort after what felt tortuous to be complete.

Luan makes a faint grumbling noise as he lays his head down on a pillow your pheromones wash over the room. Every inch of him is swimming in the waves of you; it's intoxicating.

He grumbles again as he looks to where you are at rest. Liam’s head is light he wants you, his body begs him to act on his overcoming need to have you completely. He’s wary of how you will react to becoming one wholly.

Feeling claws rake through your hair, you wake from your dreamless sleep. The bewitching creature has its face tucked into your neck taking deep inhales ticking you. You let out soft laughter as you wipe the sleep from your eyes ready to begin the day.

Luan can’t resist no longer your voice enchants him. Your smell is intoxicating. He must have a taste. Luan opens his mouth on your neck and licks big stripes along your jugular.

You shutter at the feeling of its wet tongue on your neck practically devouring you. Letting out low mains and quiet giggles. You rest your hand on its fuzzy head playing with its feathery antenna as the alluring creature teases you.

Oh gods you’re playing with his antenna. Shaking in anticipation Luan runs his clawed hands on your body. Feeling every crevice. He plays with your nightshirt wanting to feel your skin against his.

You get where things are advancing and decide to reward the mesmerizing being by letting go of its antenna and pulling off your shirt where nothing but your breasts lies underneath.

He’s never seen anything like this before… Spending his whole life searching for his mate gave him no time for curiosities. The buds on your mounds intrigued him, the soft yet subtle sharpness to you. Luan poked and prodded with your breast learning and loving how sensitive and reactive you are to his little taunts.

When he’s done playing with you Luan decides to taste your poor nipples now red and swollen from his teasing. Swirling his tongue around one and the next going back and forth he finds it so enjoyable and delicious how warm and wanting you’ve gotten.

You are a mess and so little has been done, it's tongue doing wonders to you not even in your most sensitive spot yet you are soaked. “Please I need you badly!” Begging for a release as the creature has put you on edge.

Luan knows exactly what you’re asking and he won’t say no. He tears your wet panties off of your hips leaving you as bare as him. He panting it’s too much his wings ruffle from the overwhelming feeling of lust.

You rub your hands up and down its arms and legs comforting the fair creature. It seemed almost nervous- well that’s what you thought until its slit between its legs opened revealing a dick hard, heavy, and leaking.

Luan let out a gutteral chirp as he pulled you into his lap ever so slowly pushing his cock deep into you filling every inch within you.

“Yes! You-“ Not being able to make complete sentences due to the pleasure rolling into your body so savory. You can’t make any sound other than moaning as you hold onto his shoulders. Occasionally brushing your fingers on his wings causing him to let out low squeaks.

Luan’s having trouble keeping at ease he feels his very being cry out from how intense the pleasure of you is. He feels his hot seed escaping him.

Letting out a whine Luan fills you with his love painting your womb white. You’re mostly incoherent as ecstasy is running through your hot veins.

Luan covers himself around you like a big teddy bear. Both of you are sweaty, flush, and sleepy. You hold onto the beauty the moon has blessed you with.

Luan looks out the window where it all started to see the silvery moon falling and the hot sun rising.

The moon answered his orison.

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A/N: This took a MINUTE to write whew. Anyways I really like the way this turned out I didn’t really proof read it just edited it as I went, so sorry for any mistakes… Special thanks to Luan’s wife for the encouragement (you know who you are lol) Next up You and Luan’s babies!

Want more Luan? Here and here ♥︎

[puppetmaster13u]

Y'know, I want a superbat story from an outsider's pov of someone having a visceral realization at like 3am that it's like birds. Brightly colored bird- or alien in this case- showing off and trying to impress potential mate- in this case cryptid bat thing- who is much duller in color but way more likely to straight up fight something.

[noyzinerd]

Stiles: I've been really into cryptid currency lately.

Scott: You mean cryptocurrency?

Stiles: Um, no? *makes grabby hands*

Derek: *rolling his eyes while handing Stiles a 50*

[holy-reference-in-a-username]

So if Tord likes monsters..how did he react to finding out Tom and Matt (and kind of Edd) aren't human?

Likewise, how did they think Tord would react?

i more or less did a comic about how Tord found out here. i'm sticking with that for now, but who knows, i might go back and rewrite that part.

as for the others...

Edd and Tord dated for a bit before Tord left. Edd is well aware.

[unhetalia]

i think it would be really funny if after musk buys twitter alfred just tweets "hell naw 🫡" and deletes his account. musk has to do a press conference lowkey begging alfred to come back when it causes a chain reaction that loses him A Lot of money

alfred responds by releasing a formal statement via notes app saying "i will only come back to twitter after musk eradicates poverty lol" and so to this day he's only on tumblr dot com

[darkkbluee]

AU where Light keeps turning down everyone at To-Oh because he's already in a relationship. But no one believes him. No one has ever seen him with anyone on a date. He goes to all classes, helps at the NPA, no free time. His friends and family tell him to honestly tell them if he's single and just making stuff up to avoid dating.

Thing is, Light does have a boyfriend. A partner. It's L. Except he can't tell them because security reasons TM.

Sayu: "I'm talking about a real person, bro. Not some waifu character in a game."

Sachiko: "Bring them home, Light. I'll believe you then. Before that, have you met our neighbor's cousin Kaoru?"

----

Light: "You. You are booking a ticket to Japan this December." L: "But I like being Light-kun's secret online waifu."

[llamagoddessofficial]

Did you start recently dating your local cryptid, because he kept (somehow) breaking into your home just to make you dinner and do your laundry, and you decided 'fuck it lets just make it official'? Does he appear humanoid at first glance, but his limbs and fingers are just a little too long, and his cute smile is just a little too wide? Does he audibly purr when you hold his hand, does his skin sometimes turn into undulating black spines when he showers? Not to fear! Here's your guide to having a cryptid boyfriend.

The number of teeth he has in his mouth (also their size and shape) will regularly change. This is normal, especially if he's smiling at you a lot.

He has teeth in his throat. Again, normal.

If he yawns, don't look too far into his mouth- you might see more eyes than you anticipated.

Be sure to remind him that you appreciate the effort he puts into shapeshifting. You have no idea what he might be hiding to make sure you don't lose your appetite

Don't worry if his eyes start drifting down his face. He's concentrating so hard on keeping eye contact with you (because he knows eye contact shows you he's listening!) that sometimes he forgets where his eyes actually are

Occasionally he might forget how to eat human food. He may need to go out and hunt, be sure he brushes his teeth when he gets back. He may have eaten wild pigeons.

Purring is always good. It's 'I love you' in the purest form.

He will eat home invaders.

Contrary to popular belief, cryptids are actually very adept at assimilating with humans, and your boyfriend will get along very well with your human friends. But that doesn't mean it's easy for him. He might need time to recharge, when you get home. For a few hours, his expressions won't match his real moods, and his words will sound garbled and nightmarish.

When he sleeps, he may gradually return to his true form. Especially when cuddling you. Don't panic if you take a nap, and wake up being held by something much bigger than you fell asleep next to. You're safe.

Some of his methods of showing affection may be bizarre, overwhelming, or frightening. Just remember he loves you- and whatever he's doing, he's not eating you. All you have to do (if he's scaring you) is let him know.

... He doesn't expect you to be comfortable with his true form. But... if you are... he'd like to have some true form cuddles. They're nice.

Cryptid boyfriends brainrot

[spineless-lobster]

I don’t care how modern an au is if charon is in it he’s a shadowy skeleton man with purple smoke to me im sorry I just can’t imagine him in any other way

[dcsart]

"Victoria waits all winter for her hunky monster lover to make his reappearance. When he does, he’s all primed and ready for mating season: and so is she."

Sketches and Colors by DarkChibiShadow, Ink by Canarywitch

Buy the PDF here: https://darkchibishadow.itch.io/trans-mothman-comic Buy the book here: https://darkchibishadow.bigcartel.com/product/mothman-is-trans-comic

The only words for genitals used in the comic is the word "cock". Mothman does not speak in this comic. Tags: Hyper t-dick, oral sex, vaginal sex (on girlfriend), monster fucking, pregnancy and mating mentions, funny asexual reproduction.

[andy-clutterbuck]

Crumpets with Andrew James Clutterbuck