#monsters

[monstersholygrail]

It isn’t often that your Wolf Hybrid bf isn’t touching you, a Puppy Hybrid, in some way, shape, or form. A hand smacking your ass as you pass him, his grip on your waist as he draws you into his chest, and his face always tucked into your neck to catch your scent.

But it’s always a million times worse when he’s in his run. Cute smacks on your bottom turn into full blown spanking as he bends you over the nearest surface and rails you from behind.

His hands grab your waist and as soon as your back hits his chest he’s grinding his hard erection into the cleft of your ass. Practically tearing through your clothes to get to your dripping cunt.

And every time he goes in to sniff at your scent, he doesn’t just stop there. Dragging his nose down your soft curves till he’s stuffing his face into your pretty pussy and feasting on you like a man starved. Prepping you and fucking you, refusing to stop until your scent is perfectly mixed in with his.

Then just as his rut stops and he thinks he’ll be able to give you, his poor pup, a break, your heat starts. And of course you’re absolutely no better. Despite all of your bfs concerns for how much your soft squishy body can take he can never deny you a thing.

Even as unlike him you never give him a warning. You always seem to come out of nowhere and pounce on him without a moments of hesitation. He always follows by grunting as his back hits the ground, his arms curling around you to make sure you don’t get hurt.

“Maybe wanna give me a moment to breathe, mama?”

You nearly cum right then and there from the nickname alone. Your bf must notice what he said too and maybe it’s remnants of his rut but the nickname does something wild to his body, his cock growing rock hard instantly.

Which of course you use to your advantage, whimpering and whining as you hump your bare soaked pussy against his clothed bulge. Making your bf growl furiously, hands moving to guide your hips against him. He can feel your gushing pussy soak through his pants and his cock twitches at the warmth radiating from your core.

“Need my cock don’t ya, pretty? Won’t stop pawing at me till I fill ya with my seed, hmm.”

You can’t even talk, your head all cloudy and thick, and your body burning with so much need you feel like you’re about to explode. Your tail thumps heavily behind you, demanding he take care of you.

“What’s that, baby? I’m not quite sure what’cha want.”

A sick smirk spreads across his face as his hips buck and grind against your sopping cunt. Pleasure explodes behind your eyelids but it’s just not enough. You need him inside of you, praying he understands and takes you just like you need.

“C’mon, use your words, now. Neither of wanna wait on your bratty ass.”

A annoyed grumble rolls through your throat, puppy ears falling back and tail thumping a little harder. He knows what you need but he’s always gotta make it difficult. Never wasting a chance to tease you till you just can’t take it anymore.

“Baby—nngh— please! Fuck me, dammit!”

Your bf snarls and before you can even blink even flipping you over onto your back tearing your clothes to shreds. As his big red tip brushes through your throbbing folds, you instinctively reach for it, back arching into him.

“Aye, that’s it, ma. Lemme take care of ya. You just sit back all nice and relax.”

Then he’s sliding into you, his thick girth stretching you so good your eyes roll back in their head. His claws dig into your plush waist, holding you still as he starts fucking up into you like he’s the one going through a heat and not you.

Your cries of ecstasy bounce off the walls each time his cock slams back into you, his pace relentless, never giving you a moment to catch your breath.

With all the strength you have left you cling to him and try and meet his desperate thrusts. But with a rough growl your bf pushes your hips into the ground and spears into you even harder. Making you absolutely crazy with lust.

“Dont. Move,” he rasps, “Didn’t get it during my rut but mark my words imma get you pregnant during this heat. Make you a real mama.”

His words have your cunt gushing around his cock and the brutal rocking of his hips sends you flying higher and higher. Each thrust brings a loud squelch, letting him know just how unbelievably turned on you are.

Moans pour out of you in waves as your body begins to shake. Squirming and writhing on your bfs hard cock as much as you can before he pins you down even harder. A dark chuckle leaving him as he watches you.

“You want that, huh? Fuckin’ show me. Milk my cock. Augh!— Take it, t-take every drop!”

His hand snakes down and expertly begins rubbing tight circles in your swollen bundle of nerves. You’re wound so tightly you can’t hold your climax back as it blows through you, your scream so loud it rings in your ears as you violently tremble in his arms.

Your Wolf bf lets out a terrifying roar and follows right after you into the bliss of your release. His pace never faltering as he works you both through your orgasms.

The second it begins to fade your bf scoops you up into his arms and rolls himself on the ground, making you use him as a pillow. You go to voice your concern about the hard floor but almost as if he knows what you’re about to say before you say it he quickly shushes you. Placing a hand on the back of your head he starts to pet you.

“Don’t you worry about a thing, baby girl. Just relax before the next wave of heat comes.”

You whine softly into his skin but listen to his words, knowing it’ll come sooner than you’re ready for. But you have no doubt your bf will be there to work you through it, spilling you with as much of his cum as he needs for it to take.

[kinkicherryblue]

WHY ARE YOU GIVING trump AN OUT BY CLAIMING HE HAS A MENTAL MALADY? HE IS AN EVIL MINION OF DICTATORS EVERYWHERE WHO HASN'T GOT A SPECK OF DECENCY TO BE FOUND IN HIS WHOLE ADMINISTRATION. YOU DISRESPECT THOSE AND THEIR LOVED ONES WHO ARE SUFFERING FROM THE EFFECTS OF THIS INSIDIOUS AND ABHORRENT ILLNESS. "BE CAREFUL WHEN FIGHTING MONSTERS, NOT TO BECOME ONE YOURSELF". JUST STAY ON POINT AND LET THE FACTS FINALLY HAVE THEIR WAY WITH THIS PUPPET OF DICTATORS AND THE MONEY MEN.

This was beyond a doubt the most embarrassing moment in White House history, thus far…

Since when do Vice-Presidents get to flip out on visiting dignitaries and provoke a reality tv argument that causes a visiting head of state to storm out. It wasn’t bad enough that MTG’s creepy boyfriend insulted Zelensky but Vancehole had to pile on causing Trump to go full Hitler. It was clearly planned and once Trump flipped Vancehole turned to the camera and laughed.

Trump’s dementia is so bad he needs Edolph to run domestic policy while Vancehole handles foreign affairs. Secretary of State Little Marco Rubio sat there quietly like a good little stormtrooper. Putin and his henchmen must’ve broken out the champagne.

Fuck the entire Republican Party.

🖕🍊🐷

[mysteriousbogbody]

Synthetic Sardines

[shoogachi]

ARCANE x Monster Hunter

(Pt.1???)

[infinite-green28]

Barlow from Salem's Lot (1979)

[proteidaes]

All the stickers I made for March!! 🌟🍀💚 Wishing everyone some lucky days.

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[daily-arty]

The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters

Francisco Goya, 1799

Etching, aquatint, drypoint and burin, 21,5 × 15 cm, Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, USA

[madcat-world]

Vermithor - ertacaltinoz

[sfemonster]

A sticker i drew! A tearful gryphon........ This will go in as part of my Patreon art-in-the-mail bundle next month.

If you'd like to sign up and support my Patreon, you can! 🌿 patreon.com/sfemonster

[bestiarium]

The Orabou [16th century, miscellaneous]

In his 16th century work 'La Cosmographie Universelle', the French explorer André Thevet talked about different cultures, people and animals from around the world.

Though I couldn't find the exact location (the text is a bit difficult to translate and read), he mentions an Arabian people who survive mainly off a strange aquatic creature he called the Orabou. This animal is about 9 to 10 foot long (a little under 3m) and has strongly pronounced scales on its body, which are very hard and resemble an old brigandine armor. He compared the texture of the skin to that of crocodiles.

Though he classified the beast as a weird type of fish, the illustration he provided showed a creature with legs, combining cat-like characteristics with an aquatic body. It has a long prehensile tail and four limbs with webbed appendages that appear to end in claws.

One of the main defining traits of the Orabou is that its meat is absolutely disgusting to eat. It's difficult to digest and it tastes terrible as well, but the people keep fishing for them simply because it's the most abundant source of nourishment in that region. The mountain where these people live used to be called Mount Orabou, named after the creature which is so abundant there, though it has since been renamed Marzouan. I am uncertain what location this is referring to.

Another reason to avoid eating the Orabou is that its meat causes a very nasty disease. I find it unclear exactly what ailment the text is talking about, but Thevet does mention that these people are already very susceptible to 'the stone' because of the climate, so I think the illness in question refers to kidney stones.

Ironically, these animals are also hunted to cure the same disease they supposedly cause: the fat of their bodies is a key ingredient in the medicine these people prepare to cure it, along with some local herbs. The exact nature of the Orabou remains a mystery. Most likely it was a reptile, given the mention of hard scales and an aquatic lifestyle, so perhaps it was a species of crocodilian. If so, it seems weird that Thevet explicitly compared its hide to that of crocodiles, though. Saudi Arabia has no shortage of lizard species, so that also seems plausible.

Of course, there is no guarantee that the Orabou ever really existed in the first place. It's not impossible that André Thevet came across a local folktale or urban legend, or just misinformation about real lizards, and worked with that. If you do encounter one, just in case, try to avoid eating them.

Sources:

Thevet, A., 1575, La Cosmographie Universelle d'André Thevet Cosmographe du Roy, illustrée de diversed figures des choses plus remarquables vevis par l'auteur, & incongneuës de noz Anciens & Modernes, Volume 1, p. 138-139, 934 pp.

(Image source 1: André Thevet, La Cosmographie Universelle)

(Image source 2: Tony Briggs on Artstation)

[artverso]

Mark Spears - Monsters

[whump-galaxy]

“You’re…different from when I last saw you.”

“Yeah, I got a haircut. Of course I’m fucking different. I got turned into a werewolf, for Christ’s sake!”

“I didn’t want to mention anything in case it was still a sensitive subject…which it seems like it is.”

[davinawritings]

Panty Thief (Patreon Exclusive)

Pairing: Orc X Female Reader

Summary: You find out your orc roommate has been stealing your panties.

Warnings: Mutual Maturbation, Excessive Cum, Facial, Size Kink

Preview:

Zhor stands just over seven and a half feet tall, his skin a deep shade of green. His body is thick with muscle and a small layer of fat, giving him a large and imposing presence. His eyes are dark brown, almost black, and his tusks are sharp and gleaming against his lips. The orc swears under his breath before asking, “What are you doing going through my drawers?”

Your eyes widen at his question before you respond, “I was looking for the phone charger I let you borrow this morning. A better question is, why do you have all my missing panties?”. His thick arm lifts as he scratches the back of his neck, leaning back against the wall casually as if you were both talking about the weather and not him stealing your underwear. 

“I like using them to jerk my cock”, he says, his voice low and his words sending electric currents to your cunt. You stare at him in shock, not knowing how to respond. Although your mouth seems to move faster than your brain, as you say, “Show me.”

Read the full story on my Patreon!

[meli-writes]

end of a turf war between vampires and werewolves. a peace treaty. the prince offers a strange, last-minute stipulation to offer 'tribute' and who are you to refuse on the elders behalves. it's signed.

weeks later a vampire girl shows up on your door. she smells like one of his dolls, and she's here to 'offer tribute'. it's apparent pretty quickly she means sex. and no, you can't refuse her, she'll be... she avoids the words. punished is obviously the one she means. she has to come back reeking of you, of mutt, fucking deep inside. so much so the prince won't ever touch her again, just send her back over and over.

you remember her then. when the prince went to sign and she dropped his pen, had to take it from your hand when it rolled to a stop at your boots. he added a whole point treaty to 'ruin her' for that. maybe it's a joke on you too, but you're also not the one being softly screwed about it right now.

you don't think she looks ruined after. when she's lying in daylight sleep in the spare foldout bed in the break room of this mechanic shop. she looks incredible, she felt incredible. it's arrogant to suppose, but it seems like the first peaceful sleep she's gotten in a long time.

she leaves when it gets dark. you really hope she does get sent back, before your dumb heart makes you start a new war just to get her back.