#god i'm some kind of feral creature over here today

[feralkwe]

today ours is a rare feast. fr fr.

oughgh the vanilla themis minion compared to the old modded one (which was literally just a retrofitted venat). they hit him with the bishie-ification beam....

the mask and robes actually look SO much better though holy shit. elidibus likers MAY actually be winning for once

[tangerinesgirl]

Kinktober 2024 - October 30th

Weight Gain // Object Insertion // Sex Pollen

Travis 'Trapper' Beasley x Fem!Reader

Rating: 18+, explicit

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: vaginal sex, slight dub con bc sex pollen trope but they consent beforehand, cockwarming, overstimulation, fuck or die? more like fuck until you die, no don't worry though they both don't actually die, or do they, nah idk but feel free to hc whatever, I know I have a few ideas

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Part of your mission on Hollow Earth was research, the task for today was herbs. Armed with your foraging book, which you thought would be useless. But, turns out some of the herbs have similar looks and properties. You have a good rule of thumb here; if it's bright, neon or glowing, stay away. It hasn't come in wrong so far. Anything you're unsure of, you carefully harvest to look at later, avoiding contact.

Trapper decided to head out with you today. Essentially a human satchel as you make him hold various boxes and baskets. It's nice having him beckon to your call today, since it's usually the other way around. He knows where all the good hiding spots are.

Today was quite rough, having to go through swampy terrain and massive webs (you try not to think what kind of creature is big enough to lay them). But it was all worth it when Trapper pulls back a few vines to reveal the most beautiful meadow you've ever seen.

Fireflies light up the landscape as you stare in awe. Beautiful blue and purple waves of flowers growing amongst the sea of greenery. One patch catches your eye in particular, different from the others. It's not glowing, so that's a good start.

Crouching down, you flick through your book, a safe distance away from the flower. Eventually you come across something similar; wild garlic. But yours looks more pink than that. You don your gloves and mask to have a closer look. There's no particular odour, strange as garlic has a very strong smell. You motion to Trapper to give you the scissors, like a surgeon.

Carefully, you snip at the stalk, when suddenly the flower releases a cloud of white smoke. You panic and drop the cutting, scurrying backwards on the floor. Catching your breath, you look at Trapper, who's about five feet away from you. He also legged it, thank God. You hold up your hand, telling him to stay away, you don't know how dangerous that cloud was.

You ask Trapper to throw you a water bottle as you douse yourself in the liquid, before removing your mask and gloves. Trapper notices what you're doing and does the same, dropping everything carefully. Once finished, you shout asking if he's okay. He gives you the thumbs up.

Starting to feel relieved, you stand up, when suddenly an intense heat washes over your body. Pins and needles start stabbing into your skin, the feeling of your vision darkening like you're going to pass out, as you fall down onto the floor.

Trapper rushes over to you immediately, he's panicking seeing you writhe on the grass.

"It's hot... it's hot... it's-", you repeat like a mantra as you start removing layers of clothes.

Trapper helps you out of them, stripping you down to your underwear, until he doubles over in pain, groaning as he clutches his stomach.

"Shit, Trapper, are you-", you start your sentence but don't finish, as your eyes drift down and see a bulge forming in his pants.

There's a moment of silence as the two of you realise that it wasn't heat making the two of you go feral. It's arousal.

You look back into Trapper's eyes, before he slams his lips into yours. Your hips start to grind against nothing, desperate for him to be inside you, to perhaps relieve you of some of this pain.

"Wait, Trapper are you sure? I have things at the cabin that might help instead? I'm sorry I should never-"

"Shhh shh it's okay, it's more than oka-"

That's enough of a signal for you to start ripping his clothes off him. Trapper's hands start to palm at your breasts, unclasping your bra at the back. As you remove his grey underwear, you notice a damp patch seeping through them. His cock springs free, average in length but surprisingly girthy, absolutely dripping with pre cum. Your mouth waters at the sight.

Trapper's lips are immediately on yours seeing your reaction, his cock resting on your stomach, as he gently thrusts against you. Removing your underwear, you can feel yours is also ruined with juices.

Trapper wastes no time before entering inside your cunt. Both of you can already feel the heat slowly dissipating as you feel him stretch you open, his veins dragging against your walls. The grass pricks into your back as Trapper starts to fuck you wildly into the forest floor. It feels primal, the way the two of you are naked and one with nature. You raise your legs up so Trapper can start thrusting deeper inside you, craving more.

Your nails dig into his back, pushing him closer towards you as you both moan with every stroke. Without warning, you start to feel Trapper's hips stutter as he cums inside of you. His fingernails grip into the floor as he pumps you full of his seed. It's a good thing you're on the pill.

But something's wrong.

As his seed eventually slows down after painting your walls, the excess dripping out onto the meadow, you can feel him already hard again.

"What the fuck?", is all Trapper can manage to say before you roll him over, still trying to catch your release. All while his cock is still seated inside you.

You grind down onto his hips, lewd wet noises filling up the enclosed forest. Hand reaching towards your clit as you rub furiously.

Trapper's hands rest on your hips, keeping you seated on his cock. Your voice cracks as you moan his name, soaking his cock with your orgasm. His seed gushing out of you as you pulse around his length.

His back arches as he starts to cum for the second time, his eyes close as ropes of cum starts to fill you up again. Before relaxing and collapsing into the floor, his eyes rolling into the back of his head.

But... Trapper is still not done yet.

You furrow your eyebrows realising Trapper is never turning soft, the heat just as strong as ever inside you.

"Shit, Trapper what-"

You're cut off mid sentence as you start to orgasm around him, unprompted. Which starts to set Trapper off again. Sweat drips off the two of you, starting to grow tired, but Trapper can't seem to take himself out of you. Every time he tries, another orgasm hits him like a brick wall. Which in turn makes you orgasm. You've reached a bit of a stalemate.

"How long before the effects-", Trapper can barely spit out his sentence before rolling his hips through another orgasm.

"I don't, I don't know. We'll just have to hop-", your pussy aches as you orgasm again.

Strangled moans escape from the both of you, cumming constantly. You can't even string any thoughts together, arousal making your mind hazy. Your body shakes as you struggle to stay sitting up.

Trapper's hands guide you to lay on the floor next to him, your leg straddles over his waist as you try and get comfortable. You rest your head on his chest, hearing his heart pounding out of his chest.

"We will just stay here until we think up a pla- shit", Trapper's body tenses as his cock somehow squeezes out more seed inside you.

"Does it hurt?", you can see Trapper wince as he does so.

"Not, not exactly no. It hurts more when I don't... I think that's what's scary?"

You hum in agreement, before apologising as you clench around him.

"Don't apologise, feels good...s'good", his hand pushes against your ass, moving your cunt closer towards him.

Trapper's hand drops suddenly as you notice him slowly starting to drift off into a sleep. Alarmed, you try to shake him awake.

"Trapper?? Trapper wake up. Don't pass out on me."

You look around for some water, but then you feel him, finally coming down from the effects of the pollen, softening inside you.

Sighing in relief, you nuzzle into his chest, your adrenaline slowly wearing off. Before you start to join him into his sleep.

[mossymandibles]

I have a 2 part question -

So those little baby looking mermaids seemed to be at least partially sentient, does that mean that the mermaids Kraw hunts are either fully or partially sentient?? I mean I understand that the morality of your universe was way different because of the doctor lady and the way those people from the van tried to tag Kraw while he was sleeping, but the implications for the mermaids made me like :0

The whole eat or be eaten thing when almost all creatures can be fully formed people is a very interesting concept and shows how harsh that universe is which is also very interesting to me.

I would also like to know what ISN'T a real thing in that universe. It seems like kind of a free for all in terms of magic/tech/creatures (which is actually my favorite kind of thing because that means there's hardly any limitations in terms of story telling), so I'm really wondering what's a thing that would not exist there. Like are there no aliens or gods, or even something super regular like parrots or something?

(Also sorry I'm very bad at remembering names so I'm sorry that I'm not naming things properly lol)

You’re good!

Well, I had it in my head that some mermaids evolved to be sentient while others are feral and technically aren’t ‘mermaids’ in a sense where they don’t appear very humanoid. Sentient merfolk have their own cultures/societies, which would be completely strange and foreign to those on land. It’s like a whole other world to them. Example is how merfolk all tend to either worship the supposed body that fell into Hellmouth, or they fear that it and the depths will ultimately call to them. Or how they worship the leviathans similar to saints or demigods.

I wanted the ocean to be even more so unknowable than it seems now, just because it’s almost impossible to trek and most islands don’t possess the technology to explore its depths. Most people don’t know about ‘merfolk cultures’ or how they work. There are plenty of weird cults assuming to know though. The Ladder seems to know the most of whats going on, and they’ve cut themselves off from the rest of the world aside from a few information leaks

Like how, even though I show/ talk about the Leviathans on here a lot, most people in Hallowed Carrion have never seen/don’t want to believe they exist, aside from the logs of Ladder Researchers. Seeing one in the modern day is especially rare. They’re usually out in the Hellmouth region which most sailors avoid sailing through. Or they’re curious ones, like the Syrinx.

As for Kraw’s job, he the main guy for taking care of the invasive feral mermaids/ sea creatures in general for Marrowtide, or he preforms ‘catch and release’. Kraw helps control populations, but he’s certainly more ‘sensitive’ to the ethics of hunting mermaids and which ones are just other folks trying to get by. He has his own motto “if it speaks throw it back”. He wasn’t always like that though and he feels guilt over it. He knows his way around them thanks to Mayv and was able to help Marrowtide regain control of their fishing business, as long as they stayed within their means.

Most sentient merms usually know to stay away from the boats if they have traps out, or they stay away from heavily populated islands altogether.

Of course some regions are known to not really give a shit whether merfolk are sentient or not, and usually poach certain rarer merfolk or creatures for organs, oils, scales etc, pretty much how whaling used to be. Kraw can just as easily become a victim of this in some places. Certain Chimereal organs have their uses.

Where I said there were a lot of prejudices against chimereals and where most people don’t know much about them, it would be easy to see someone like Kraw and think he was a dangerous creature if he wasn’t wearing clothes and was dragging a fish up on land on all fours, unfortunately.

As for what can or can’t exist, I don’t really know! Like most of the characters, or people irl today. We could discover anything tomorrow, really.

I’d like to think some regions closer to Hellmouth would be more open to unexplained phenomena happening. Or the regions surrounding the 2nd body would be having certain ‘thinning of the veil’ elements. I don’t really want it to seem like a ‘magical’ place by any means, more like what science can’t or hasn’t explained yet on an earth with new rules of nature so to speak as well as limited means of sharing knowledge. It’s kind of like how in the past the unexplained was accredited to being a miracle from gods or an omen etc. The scary part is when there’s no way to explain it. Examples in Hallowed Carrion is like how some people or places might see Kraw as a ‘demon from the depths’ or a sea monster, unlike Sylvaine who obviously knows he’s just some guy who wants to be a dad.

I’d say there are still regular species of the old world existing, maybe slightly evolved or completely evolved. Some might be rarer than others or completely extinct. Most of the landmasses are islands now so that would effect things obviously.

[ultralovedeluxe]

Yan! Wamuu with prompts #20 and #23

This was requested by the lovely @teachillvibes, thank you so much for requesting! Hopefully this came out nicely ^^

‘I can’t live without you anymore!’

‘Please don’t scream at me like that. You know how much it hurts me’

Warnings: Naga Au, yandere behaviors, kidnapping, masturbation, nsfw, hypnosis(but not really), non/dub con, badly written

  It almost felt like an eternity.

 You don’t even remember when he took you. One day you were having a good time with your husband and friends, next you were getting abducted by a monster you regret befriending. But should that be your fault? Maybe. After all your husband always warned you to stay away from nagas. Even now, you wish you had listened to your husband’s words. Nagas were not creatures to be messed with. You wished you had just gotten ridden of the thought that, maybe, just maybe, some nagas were friendly and kind-hearted. You were delusional enough to believe that this one was different. That this one wouldn’t hurt you. Unfortunately, nagas were dangerous and feral creatures, and you were just delusional.

 “[first], I have returned, I brought the sea urchins you love so much”

  He was here. The monster that claimed to be your ‘mate’ was here. The only true moments of happiness you felt in your imprisonment was when he was gone. Because in that small amount of time, you would think about how your husband was doing. Was he happy without you? Or was he looking for you? You could never be sure. Letting out a deep sigh, you look behind you to see the naga that had kept you here. The sight of him no longer brought the same comfort it used to have. Now you truly began to see the horror behind his appearance.

He was a man, or atleast had the appearance of a man from head to his torso. The rest of his body is what made him threatening to you. Below his "human" appearance, the Naga Wamuu had the body of a snake. He was far larger than you, far larger than any human for that matter.

Sometimes you wondered if he'd eat you, or if he'd feed you to more of his kind. But no, you knew what Wammu wanted from you. You knew exactly why he was keeping you in this position. And quite frankly, maybe the thought of him eating you wasn't so bad.

You didn't even feel Wammu's tail wrap itself around you. You felt disgust rush through your body as the naga left passionate, but almost impatient kisses on your temples.

"Dear pet, I can't bear the thought of staying alive without you anymore. But please, enlighten me, why do you seem so displeased with my touches? Am I not enough for you?" Wamuu asked as his grip on you tightened.

Was he humoring you? Was this an actual, genuine question? And here you are thinking you were the delusional one.

You wanted to spit in his face and yell at him for all the things he's done to you. For taking you away from your village, for forcing you to live in this hell he calls your home. But in fear of angering the naga, you stay silent. However, you still needed to answer his question, because he would get mad regardless.

"Wam- I mean, dear, I'm just not in the mood to be held by you. That's all.." you said, quickly correcting your mistake. Ever since he had captured you, he had forced you to call him pet names to satisfy his deranged fantasy he had with you. Acting as if you two had been lovers for years, as if you had always been the little human house-wife he could come back to after hunting.

 Wammu hummed in understandment, but you knew he didn’t understand. In fact if he truly understood you he would have let you go already. Let you live outside this dull, dark cave and allow you to return to your village. You snapped out of your thoughts as Wammu began planting small kisses on your neck once again. Oh gods..you only hoped Wammu didn’t want to ‘treat’ you tonight. This was usually always a sign when he wanted something, or wanted to give you a treat for being ‘such a good little human’. You remember all the times he had made you gag on his monstrous cock, and then forcing you to swallow his semen as a reward. You tolerated his physical gifts a lot more, because you can’t exactly gag on glorious jewels he had gifted you over the course of staying here. 

 Wammu pressed his lips against you once again, completely savoring the feeling of your dried lips against his. You looked so adorable when you were obidient, he was glad that you weren’t causing any trouble or trying to escape. “My dearest [first] , I will be heading out tonight for some errands, stay inside and don’t let anybody in unless it’s Kars, you know I trust you.. If you are good tonight, I’ll spoil you like the queen you are” he said, unwrapping himself around you. His larger body towered over you, so you simply nodded. The naga leaned towards your face and kissed you again, and you kissed back while carressing his face softly; just as he liked. 

 “I’ll see you soon”

--

 You were bored out of your mind. One of the reasons you hated this cave was because there was no color to brighten up the mood or anything to do. You would just sit around and ponder, until Wammu came back. Maybe you could rearrange your jewels again, just like last time. Maybe you could organize them by shape instead of color, who knows. Maybe Wammu would bring you something to enteratin yourself today. A sewing kit or a painting canvas would be nice. Your thoughts soon drifted off to think about your husband. You missed how his sapphire blue eyes would look in the sun. Oh how you missed tangling your hands in his soft, blonde hair. It was always so soft and wavy, you wondered how he would look like with his hair down. You missed they way he would teasingly hold onto your hips until you gave him a kiss, or whenever he would kiss your chest without holding back. 

 Before you knew it, your pants were gone. You were spread out on the bed Wammu had gifted you when you had ‘obeyed’ his wishes. Your hand had gone down to touch your throbbing clit, and it felt amazing. How long have you been neglecting yourself? You didn’t remember, but for now you just wanted to enjoy this time you had for yourself before Wammu came back. 

 You rubbed your clit slowly with a gentle force. Those small movements were enough to have you whimpering out softly. It just felt so good. To finally touch yourself after weeks of being away from your loved one. You imagined it was your husband prepping you up, so you could easily take him in. You imagined the gentle tone in his voice, constantly praising you throughout your session. He was always so gentle and sweet, but at the same time he was dirty and rough when he wanted to be. Your hand movements became desperate, moving your hips in order to gain some friction. 

 “Hn, Caesar..please-”

 You couldn’t help but to moan out your husband’s name. In fact you did it several times. You wanted to see him again, you wanted to leave this place so you could feel safe again-

 “How dare you think of another man while I’m gone!” 

 You quickly reached over to grab covers, but Wammu didn’t let you; as he had already made his way over to you. You had never seen Wammu this angry before. Sure he has given you his fair share of punishments, but he always kept a poker face. At the moment, anger was clearly visible on his face, and he wasn’t afraid of showing it. 

“Wammu please! I’m sorry! I won’t ever do it again!” you knew it was useless, but trying to plead with him wouldn’t hurt, right? (yes it would, you knew you were in danger, and that there’s no escaping your punishment). Wammu grabbed you by the hair and lifted you up like you were a piece of paper. “Put me down! Please Wammu don’t do this!”

 Instead of hitting you as you first assumed, Wammu placed a rough kiss on your lips. “Please don’t scream at me like that darling, you know how much it hurts me. But your actions have consequences..” While all you could do was look at him in fear, Wammu then proceeded to slap your throbbing clit. “Seems to me you don’t need me to prep you up. You can take both of my cocks well, right pet? After this you will never think of a man other than me ever again”

 Before you knew it, you had lost control of yourself.

--

 The cave you were in was filled with despair and the occasional shimmer from your jewels. Currently, the cave you were in was filled with the hot sounds of Wammu’s twin cocks slamming against your already wet sex. His pace was rough, without any pauses in between. Your moans and pleas were nothing but music to Wammu’s ears. He enjoyed how easily you stopped complaining and fell into the pleasure he could give you.  As for you, the only things you could hear were Wammu’s grunts into your ear, along with the clapping of your sex against his. 

 “Ah Wammu please go slower!” you whined, but Wammu did the complete opposite. He went just a tad bit slower, but made his pace rougher than it was before. “I’m afraid I can’t do that pet. Do you love me? Do you enjoy what we’re doing?” he asked while thrusting himself in you, while at the same time rubbing your clit with a gentle amount of force.

 “Yes! Wammu please let me cum!” you moaned out. Never in your life did you think you’d be ravished by a monstrous man. Wammuu hummed in amusement as he slowed his pace and bit your neck softly, “Then say my name pet, who can make you feel this way?”. You were at your climax, “You Wammu! You’re the only one I swear!-” you whined as you came on Wammu’s cocks.

 Wammu laid you down on your bed, “Now pet, who is your one true love?”. You could barely open your eyes, “Cae- you Wammu..” you whispered, clearly still tired from your 'love' making session.

 “Guess we’ll have to try again..”