#humanoid monsters

[silent-shanin]

Oz got us lost again

Oz: XiroPaine (Tw) Milo: Me Photo: mussenflits (Insta)

[koushiro23]

Daughter of Godzilla Reader

The Gods of Valhalla know about Titans, the Oldest Greeks knew of them personally. But there was a breed of Titans that have been around before the Gods and Titans that many knew.

They were the Alpha Predators.

Creatures that held great power and cause great destruction. Beings that protect the world, they mainly left the humans alone if they didn’t do anything to provoke them. And the gods don’t try anything, because the last time they tried, an entire pantheon was wiped out.

By a single Titan.

And that Titan’s name was Godzilla, the King of Monsters. One of the most powerful Titan of them all. There weren’t many Alpha Titans around, the only one currently around was Kong. The Titan that ruled Hollow Earth after gaining a truce with Godzilla after defeating a machine, made to replace him. And the False King Ghidorah, but he didn’t count most of the time because he wasn’t from Earth in the first place.

After that event, the Gods of Valhalla decided to leave the Titans alone, even giving them the ability to turn themselves into humans to blend in a bit more. But they still held some traits from their monster form.

Years after that event, things were calm between the Titans and Gods, that they’ve gotten comfortable with each other.

The Gods then decided to invite the King of Monsters to a party to mingle and that he was allowed to bring whoever he wanted with him if he wanted to. And surprisingly, he agreed!

So, when the day came for the party, everyone saw the Legendary King of Monsters in human form…WITH TWO WOMEN!!?

One of them was an obvious human and the other was an Alpha Titan that looked like Godzilla.

Upon explanation, it turned out that the human woman was his wife and the other was his daughter – you. Which surprised many.

It was a surprise that the King had a wife and daughter, but were quick not to say anything against the two. Unless they wanted to die a painful death via Atomic Breath.

With the party in motion, some of the Gods got to know you after you left your parents to go to the buffet table.

You were sweet thing who was nice and polite to others who would talk to you. But many could tell that you were your father’s daughter, having a reptilian tail, claws, and fangs. You were also lean with some slight muscle and had some scars on any skin that was visible (which wasn’t a lot).

But what surprised many was that you were already in a relationship and with a God the many knew!

Thor:

He met you during one of his training sessions, he knew that you were a Titan, the God of Thunder could feel the power and strength you had. You weren’t going to attack him, but you were curious.

After that the two of you became good friends and sparring partners for each other. You give him a thrilling fight and he helps you improve on your fighting. It was only a matter of time before the two of you started courting each other.

Of course, when your father found out he, dragged the Thunder God outside to fight him. Much to you and your mother’s exasperation. The fight your father and Thor had was put to an end by your mother who was quick to snag her husband by the ear and scolding him for fighting their hatchlings’ lover.

Thor was torn between chuckling at the King being scolded by his small wife or be embarrassed at how blunt your mother said about the two of you.

Although he was a little amused at your mother for calling you a hatchling.

Beelzebub:

The Lord of the Flies was curious about you when he found out you were the daughter of Godzilla himself. Wondering if you or your father could finally kill him.

But when he met you, you weren’t anything like what he was expecting at all. You were a calm and gentle person, who didn’t care about who he was or the curse he had. You just saw him as Beelzebub.

He didn’t know when the two of you started dating, it just came naturally to the both of you. Of course, he worried, about Satan hurting you if he ever took over his body, but you always reassured him that you’ll be fine.

The one-time Satan did take over, you whacked the back of his head with your tail and scolded him. Then he did something weird.

He was on his knees and had his arms wrapped around your waist, acting like a cuddly puppy. You knew for certain, that if he had a tail, it’d be wagging.

When Beelzebub turned back and you explained what happened, he was mortified! His head turned into a strawberry, with how red it was. You were certain, you saw stream coming out of the top of his head.

It didn’t help that you started calling him your ‘Little Puppy’ or your ‘Baby Bee’.

[just-aplum]

Becoming obsessed with this grumpy stone🗿

✨Having fun creating a character based on the Goyl from Cornelia Funkes Reckless✨

I'm still working on how I interpret what I read and who this character is. Also looking to bring in more gargoyle features and making up my mind about the skin.

[annaberunoyume]

A small headcanon inspired by @steam-beasts humanoid monster engines au)

When you are really down, this is how the Humanoid!Monster! Engines will comfort you:

James will pick you up in his palms and gently hold you against his chest. He will listen to you and say that he won't laugh at you crying...You will feel safe and more and more tearful. He reassures you and say that you can cry with him if it makes you feel better. He gently closes his hands all around you like a protective bubble. You cry and sniff, huddling up and curling. The warmth of his hands is everywhere. But soon, you feel three new palms around you. That of Edward, Percy and Thomas. You are truly blessed to be their little human pup. You sigh and cuddle up to the splendid red tuff of fur on James's chest...And close your eyes. To the familiar tune of a song about an edelweiss...

Steam-beasts's au:

[lol-a-k]

Monster rocker thing

[allengreenfield]

Phantoms & Monsters: Pulse of the Paranormal: 4-FOOT-TALL HAIRLESS HUMANOID Encountered Near Holy Hill Basilica & Shrine, Wisconsin

"Phantoms & Monsters: Pulse of the Paranormal: 4-FOOT-TALL HAIRLESS HUMANOID Encountered Near Holy Hill Basilica & Shrine, Wisconsin" https://www.phantomsandmonsters.com/2024/07/4-foot-tall-hairless-humanoid.html?m=1

[celestialkiri]

I rest my case here 😌

[bixels]

well monster fuckers and old man fuckers are gonna be happy with my next batch of redesign redesigns.

[annaberunoyume]

Wow...(looks up in awe, beaming) You...you look stunning, James.

(Allow me to ad some of my own imagination to it, original writer. From down here on, it's my little fanfiction, my little sequel to this.)

Edward looked up as soon as his mate was back. He tried to get on hindlegs to look at James better, but the latter was way too tall. Edward beckoned him to the ground, all 20 feet point 9 of him. It took a moment for James to first to crouch, then get on all fours, then lie down, belly first, making himself as small as possible. Edward looked like a smaller dog in comparison, still being a half-engine, half-wolf creature. Edward took careful, but steady steps towards his love...He first beheld James's hands...Still lupine in nature, but almost human as well...Edward placed his paw atop it. James flushed redder and redder, suddenly mindful of just how colossal he was. More than Gordon. Or even Tidmouth Sheds. Edward looked more calmly curious than afraid as his paws trailed James's new arms...And then, his shoulders...Then his face...

''Edward?'', a quiet voice asked.

James then sighed as his love's paws felt his cheeks and face, a thumb running over his eyebrow. He could not help but close his eyes. Then, he even quietly purred as paws (and especially Edward's thumbs) now petted his new black hair and scalp.

''...You never looked more stunning...Splendid.''

Something Splendid!

While Thomas was venturing James grumbled discontentedly as he chugged along the mainline, pulling a dirty goods train laden with fresh hay to a farm near Wellsworth. The usually proud engine couldn't hide his disdain for such a job.

"Puh! Typical of the Fat Controller to have me pull a goods train!" James huffed indignantly, his frustration loud and clear in his voice.

James's driver chuckled and shook his head in amusement at his engine grumbling.

"Honestly, James. To think that you've been doing this for years," he remarked, gently teasing. The fireman chimed "And besides, James, it's just hay! It's not that dirty!"

James scoffed at the suggestion. "Ha! I'd like to see you two in my spot! Then you'd know EXACTLY what I mean," he retorted stubbornly, making his dissatisfaction adamant.

The driver smirked, enjoying the banter. "Oh yeah? Well, it ain't easy for us either, ol' boy. It's tough work getting you to move! Even before you became a big fluffy beast! Not to mention how hot and stuffy it can get in here!" he teased as he patted the cab, affectionately reminding James of their own struggles.

James rolled his eyes at the playful jab from his driver and kept his focus on the rails ahead. As they neared Crosby, a sense of nervousness crept over him. It was in one of the fields there that he had his infamous crash back in the 1920s, a memory he would rather forget.

As they approached Crosby, James began to feel a strange, tingly ache spreading throughout his frame. With each passing minute, the sensation worsened, causing him to grow increasingly uneasy.

He began wincing, lightly grunting from the dull pain. The mischievous trucks behind him seized the opportunity for their entertainment. With malicious glee, they began roughly bumping into James with increasing force, their chant of "On! On! On! On!" ringing out tauntingly.

James yelped in surprise as the forceful bumps propelled him forward, his attempts to brake proving futile against the relentless bumping. "Ah! Stop it!" he growled, glaring back at the troublesome trucks, his eyes flashing with irritation.

The trucks continued their assault, giggling maniacally as they kept bumping James with no sign of stopping. James could only whimper in distress as his speed increased, his brakes rendered useless and the aching pain coursing through his body intensifying with each jolt. Unable to regain control, he felt a sense of helplessness wash over him as he hurtled forward, at the mercy of the mischievous trucks. His driver and fireman's efforts were useless, unable to shut off steam or pull James's brake lever.

Eventually, they came around a bend and James felt his wheels slipping off the rails. The driver and fireman jumped out at that point. Panicking, James screamed as he began tipping over "Oh nonononononono! NOT AGAAAAII—!!!"

WHEEEESH!!

He unintentionally wheeshed a great amount of steam as he crashed into the field, his body being engulfed in steam and smoke. Everything in that moment went black.

James groaned, his eyes fluttering open to the harsh sunlight in his eyes. Despite feeling sore and dizzy, James's senses slowly began to come back to him, and he noticed something peculiar. Instead of the expected view of the field around him, he found himself staring directly up at the sky. Confusion clouded his thoughts as he realized that it didn't feel like he was lying on his side as he should be after a crash. Instead, an unsettling sensation told him that he was somehow standing on his tender, adding to his disorientation.

As James instinctively moved to shield his eyes from the glaring sunlight, he froze mid-motion, a sudden realization hitting him like a train. He didn't have hands, at least not in his current form. The memory of his monster form flashed through his mind, stirring up a mix of fear and curiosity as he grappled with the implications what was happening.

Hesitantly, James brought his "hand" to his face once more, the unfamiliar sensation sending a shiver down his spine. It looked like his front paw from his other form, but much more slender.

Gasping in shock, James unintentionally sat up without even trying, his newfound ability surprising him as he took in the sight of the rest of his grey body. The realization of his current state left him feeling bewildered. Looking down, almost hyperventilating as he inspected his new hands with fascination and horror.

"W-What is this?!" He whispered frantically, feeling his new, muscle-toned chest and red tuft of fur. By that time, his driver and fireman had arrived on scene, and what they saw of James was unbelievable.

"Should we get the breakdown train?" The fireman asked.

"And what? Tell them they have to rescue a derailed human train? I think not"

To be continued...

[silent-shanin]

Oz: @xiropaine

Milo: Me

📷: mussenflits (Insta)

[the-upper-shelf]

Born to mess around with colors, forced to render

[lajadelmira]

Nimerian

My lady of the stars

[koifoxes]

mv doodles

[shpepyao]

I had a dream where I was a werefolk who can turn into a raven creature, and I was bringing gifts from mortal realm to cryptic creature in another dimension One day this blind giant spider took notice that someone visits him, and tried to catch bird, but it escaped and stopped showing in his realm And then spider has decided to find bird by himself, arriving as an anthro being in formal suit, because, y'know, you don't want to scare mortals by showing in original building sized spider form So I drew this pal and want to doodle bird as well, but maybe a bit later It's funguary soon, and I need to finish some owed stuff first :']

[polycraftory]

This came to me in a vision at 3 AM and I got out of bed to make it.

- Gabe