#monsters and aliens

[blueboxphenomenon]

Purple File update! In 2009, masses of children went missing from Ealing and the surrounding area. What links these disappearances to a series of child abductions in America between 1932 and 1940, and to the Pied Piper of Hamelin? The movement of a deep-space meteorite might be the key to solving the mystery. Could they also be linked to the mysterious Night Travellers? A circus appears in the night, and disappears before sunrise, along with all the children in attendance. Keep asking questions, readers!

[redbuddi]

Things that don't exist in Scooby-Doo:

Ghosts

Things that exist in Scooby-Doo:

Jetpacks

Aliens

Instant Hypnosis

Machines that put you in the computer

Realistic hologram technology

Were-Cats

Meteors made of Gold

Self-Aware AI

Underground Egypt Cult

Cthulhu

Soul-Sucking Triangles

Transylvania, PA

Moon Resort

Magical Space Guardians

Transgender Potion

Courage the Cowardly Dog

Warlocks

Ghosts

[blanchebees]

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[specsthesecond]

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Alien partner who is constantly amazed and appalled by human biology. 

You crack your knuckles In front of them once and they look at you with the most horrified expression.

You don't react in immense pain so obviously you're fine but this poor soul thinks you actually just broke your bones out of nowhere 😭. 

They can hear your heart beat and are absolutely fascinated with the way it speeds up and slows down. 

They like how it speeds up when they get closer and talk lower so they do that pretty often. They like how it slows down when you go to sleep, they find the slow rhythmic thumps very soothing. 

They'll constantly ask you questions about your species whenever a question pops into their head. 

"What are these for?"

They gently brush your eyelashes with their finger as you lay on their chest one morning. You don't open your sleepy eyes when you respond. 

"Keeps dust out of our eyes." 

There's definitely a better answer you could've given but that's all you have the energy for right then and they seem to be satisfied with that. 

Just imagine an alien partner who is so openly enthralled by you. They can't help but hold your cheeks and stare into your eyes, absolutely amazed. 

"Do all human eyes look like yours?"

You manage to actually respond, voice soft to match theirs,

"They come in a few colours but everyone's eyes are different." 

"Yours is the most beautiful colour I've ever seen."

They say while gazing into your eyes as if you hold all the stars in the galaxy in your pupils.

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[suzumori521]

The name of this creature is YOTAcat or POTOOcat.

This creature is a combination of Yotaka (potoo) and cat.

His true identity is one of an alien reconnaissance unit that plans to invade the earth.

His body can change its shape at will by copying other creatures and objects.

When he came to Earth, he first tried to copy the appearance of the planet's main life form.

However, the first thing he saw there was a cat. He decided that the creature was the main life form and tried to copy the cat's form.

However, by some accident, he also copied the information of Potoo, and his body became a chimera of cat and Potoo.

What was even more unexpected for these aliens was that once they copied the earth creatures, the original spirit invaded their psyche.

His spirit was about to be taken over by cats and POTOO!

The human who found the strange creature brought it home out of curiosity. Not knowing it was a vicious alien.......

[specshroom]

One thing I love about the Monster x Human dynamic is the possible misunderstandings that come with being separate species.

The possible cultural differences. The awkwardness. Language barriers. Anatomy differences. Maybe they mistake a platonic gesture as romantic or you mistake a romantic gesture from them as platonic.

Maybe you accidentally touch a merperson's gills and they immediately shy away at the unexpected touch. You freak out and apologise because you think you've hurt them while they try and hide their obvious arousal at the intimate touch.

Or an alien whose skin colour changes with their mood. You notice they're always a more reddish colour when near you. When you ask them about it they get even redder and try to make something up while their friends watch and snicker cus they know exactly what that colour means.

You playfully bite your werewolf partner while cuddling and they let out a very erotic groan. Now they have to try and explain to you what marking is to werewolves while also being very horny and embarrassed.

I wrote some more of these.

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[ozzgin]

On your first day of work, you encountered a monster beyond your comprehension. A colossal mass of blight and energy, standing above trees and hills and overseeing the grounds with an all-knowing gaze.

You'd assumed he is the owner of the Monster Hotel, the one who guides everything with an iron fist. You were quickly told by your centaur manager that no, the forgotten God of an ancient, long buried Cosmos is just Toby. The gardener.

Toby is rather shy and mostly mumbles words of a cursed language you don't dare to understand. He frequently offers you small bouquets of flowers whenever you pass by his garden. On particularly hot days, he likes to wear his lucky straw hat.

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[davinawritings]

Monster stalker that wants his scent on you so bad that he cums in your hair products.

He knows you always use leave in conditioner after your shower so obviously that is his main target. It is already a thick, white, and creamy consistency anyway.

He waits outside your home until he sees you leave before he breaks in. He dumps half of the product down the sink, making sure no trace is left behind.

He spends hours just cumming over and over again into the bottle. He mixes it up well so you don’t notice. Your human nose can only smell the scent of the synthetic fragrance.

His scent may not be noticeable to humans but other monsters will be able to smell his claim on you.

He only needs to keep the other monsters away a little longer. He has almost finished renovating his house, making everything perfect for his little human. Once that’s done he’ll be able to take you and claim you as his own. Then he can fill your cunt with his cum and truly claim you.

Until then, this will have to do.

❤️🖤💕💕🖤❤️

[dark-moonlust]

Readers when the hot alien/monster wants to take them to their planet, sex them up with their unique schlongs, knock them up, and treat them like royalty for the rest of their lives:

[monstersflashlight]

Here me out...scientists looking at fem!human lab rat getting fucked by a bunch of different monsters to study the different reactions of both the Monsters and the human 👀

We have serious mental issues guys...

Hi anon! We don't have mental issues, just great imagination.

When you applied for a job at a lab facility, you weren't expecting to be a monster's fleshlight. The job application specified absolutely nothing about it apart from saying you needed to be okay working with other species. And well, you were okay with that.

But the first day on the job, you found yourself being asked a bunch of weird questions, some of them very specific in its sexual nature. You didn't know what was happening, but you weren't too worried about it, what could happen? Maybe you should have asked.

When they finally explained to you that you'd be fucked by a bunch of different monsters and then you'd record a short video explaining how it felt and if you'd do it again, it was too late to back down. Not that you wanted to. You'd always been a bit of a freak, and seeing some other monsters at the facility only made you crave a different kind of experimentation. So it was like a match made in heaven. Or so you thought.

At first it was all good, they introduced you to the experiment with some aliens with a ridged dick and nice long fingers that made you come so many times you had to be helped back to your room after, your knees trembling and your pussy sore. The aliens were the same species as the scientists leading the research, and you wondered if he would join. He didn't the first day. They discovered you could be fucked multiple times by multiple dicks and still come.

The second day an orc and a minotaur appeared. Their dicks were pretty similar, and you had a great time riding both of them until you were filled to the brim over and over. That day they discovered that you could experiment what they called "cum inflation", your stomach distended because of the amount of cum shoot inside of you. You had to sit down and let the researcher finger everything out of you. He looked detached to it, but you came against his fingers once again.

The tentacle monster on the third day was fun. His big reproductive dick pushed into your hole as little tentacles played with your body. It was a weird sensation, but a good one. That day they discovered you could be stimulated at multiple points and that would make you come harder.

It continued like that for a few days, some monsters weird, some okay, but overall, it was such a great experience that the next day you were already dripping and hot when the werewolf entered. He stretched you with his claws and long tongue until you were crying out, just to push his fat dick inside of you until you were falling apart around him. Just to push his huge knot inside your dripping hole. You squirted all around him, making him laugh and a worried scientist come check on you.

The scientist could could have stopped everything that was happening, could have told the werewolf it was over... but instead he pinched your nipples as he pushed his alien dick in your mouth until you were gagging around him and his hips were fucking your face. It shouldn't have been as hot as it was. You came again, and again... And by the end of that session you were showered in alien and werewolf cum. You loved it.

They didn't discover anything that day, but you discovered your alien researcher had a bit of a thing for you, and he's like to explore it further.

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[beastsoulart]

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[blueboxphenomenon]

Yetis in London

or as the press would have you believe

That One Time Escaped Bears Orchestrated A Nerve Gas Attack on the London Underground

Today we talk about The London Incident, when yeti roamed the London Underground and a freaky fog started eating people.

What Is a Yeti?

A yeti, as depicted by artist Andrew Skilleter

Also known as the Abominable Snowman, the yeti is a hairy hominid said to roam the Himalayas. Comparable to Bigfoot, the creature is said to be larger, hairier and bulkier than a human, with a domed or conical head and almost no neck. While often depicted as being covered in snow white hair, most reports would suggest the hulking creature to be a brunette.

What Happened?

In early August, 1975, a mysterious fog descended on central London. As the fog expanded, people started to go missing. Those who were lost in the fog simply vanished. By the fifth, the fog had extended as far as the Natural History Museum, and by the sixth it had spread to South Kensington. The areas had to be cordoned off to prevent further disappearances. On the seventh, reports of a web-like fungus in the London Underground system caused the tube to be abandoned completely. London was quickly being taken over by a fog above ground and a fungus below. The military set up base in Goodge Street tube station, having been called in to tackle this strange force. Then, on the ninth, the yeti appeared: sightings of large hairy monsters roaming in the fog. Within three weeks, the fog covered the area from Hammersmith to Cannon Street station. London was under some kind of attack and the military had no power against it.

Eye-witness photograph

After the event, the government called a press meeting to reveal the incident was the result of an industrial accident which caused a leak of nerve gas. Some journalists would suggest this was a cover story for a terror attack by unknown foreign powers and many members of the public shared the opinion. When pressed about the yeti, the government claimed they were the result of bears escaping during the incident.

Interestingly, only one representative of the press was actually present for the event, having been sent as a press liaison to the military bunker on Goodge Street. Harold Chorley wrote a piece on the events that was pulled immediately before print and written off as purely sensationalist and fantastical. His report describes a “base under siege” with ferocious yetis lurking in the London Underground attacking and killing military personnel (notably, Colonel Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart was the only survivor of the military platoon sent to deal with the Underground menace, and would later become brigadier of the newly formed UNIT). While Chorley was known to be a sensationalist, it was unusual for his article to be withdrawn from print. Furthermore, he was blacklisted by the BBC. Was he being silenced for revealing an uncomfortable truth? If his article was a total fabrication, why would Lethbridge-Stewart go on to grant Chorley the honour of writing his memoirs?

Newspaper article from the event. Interestingly, the date is misprinted. This happened a lot between 1963 and 1989.

Why Would There be Yeti in London?

Anthropologist Professor Edward Travers infamously claimed to have encountered live yeti on a Himalayan expedition. While he failed to bring back proof, he did obtain a replica of the mythological creature from a Tibetan monastery, and some fantastic claims of a nebulous “intelligence” that controlled these replicas. His findings brought about scientific uproar and ridicule, but nobody could truly claim to understand the inner workings of this robotic yeti. The artefact of the Det-Sen Monastery was later sold on to private art collector Julius Silverstein for display in his Hall of Curiosities. Professor Travers made several frantic attempts to buy the fake yeti back from Silverstein between 1966 and 1975, until Silverstein was discovered murdered amongst his collection having suffered injuries beyond the means of any human. The yeti was notably missing. Perhaps wandering the foggy streets of London?

So What's The Truth?

It's hard to say what really happened. Even the dates of the events are muddled due to poor record keeping between the 60s and 80s. Chorley's reports of yeti would explain why the army, of all things, was involved in a “gas leak” that lead to the formation of a new branch of the military, and those reports link with Professor Travers' desperate attempts to reclaim the yeti sold to Silverstein and that ensuing mystery.

However, Chorley was a known sensationalist and Travers was succumbing to senility by the time of these events. Some believe Travers may have simply killed Silverstein and reclaimed his prized yeti (though he was never so much as a suspect to the police – did they know something?).

So perhaps the government was telling the truth, and London was simply attacked by escaped bears armed with nerve gas. That's definitely more believable than a robotic yeti controlled by an intelligence from space, surely? Because as we know, nerve gas typically takes the form of a web-like fungus and bears are famous for their ability to walk around in clouds of it, completely unaffected.

Ultimately, no matter which side you believe – the side of the government and their supposed underground nerve gas supply, or the side of the multiple eye-witnesses and their yeti – there are multitudes of holes in either story. All anyone can say is that something extraordinary happened during The London Event.

[guillotineman]

On the set of Alien: Romulus (2024)

[gummysharksafterdark]

My alien boyfriend can’t resist just how warm my cunt is. So soft and plushy, he can barely stay composed when he fucks me… Recently, his body has begun his species’ ovulation period, and he has decided that my soft mammalian body would be a perfect place to lay his eggs.

I can feel his phallus pressing against slowly relenting cervix, a thick protrusion coming down his length and pressing against my entrance. I cry out as the semi-hard egg forces my cervix open too fast for its liking and pops comfortably into my plushy, warm womb. Then, another follows, keeping my cervix from returning to its comfort. Three, then four, then a fifth pop into my womb. I look at my belly beginning to bulge from his eggs inside of me. He’s still not done laying; a sixth pops in, followed by seven, eight and nine. I whine and cling to him while my womb stretches with his young. It begins to hurt as my belly stretches to a degree it’s never had to before, making me feel tight and bloated. He still isn’t finished. For what seemed like an eternity eggs popped their way into my belly, each one stretching it bigger and bigger, until I looked heavily pregnant. I was still expecting more eggs to continue holding my poor aching cervix open, but instead I felt my lover thrust deeper into me and a cool liquid washing over the expanse of my nearly bursting womb. He was inseminating me. I was under the impression that the eggs wouldn’t fully develop, that they would just stretch me for kink purposes. How wrong I was… my already painful, bloated, tiny little human body was going to be bursting with nearly twenty alien babies soon enough…

[deunmiu-dessie]

he misses you. he misses you like a flower misses the sun. like the desert misses the rain. like you are the entirety of his being. as if you hold the key to his fierce, thumping bloody heart within the palm of your hands, like he is nothing without you— and perhaps he isn't. he doesn't feel like himself, no, in fact, he feels empty. like a shell of the man he used to be before you. he feels as though the world has lost its color, its meaning, and it makes him feel bare— it makes him feel.

he misses you. he misses the warmth of your perfume, a sweet and spicy blended aroma of saffron and sugared lavender. he misses your smile, all wide and pretty— genuine and charming, and always all for him. he misses the sound of your laughter, raw and boisterous, but sometimes soft and breathy, intimate. he misses your kisses, shy and cloying— yet fierce and angry at times as well. he misses the small things, like the scatter of moles across the expanse of your body that he finds himself counting when he can't fall asleep. or the way you fuss over him, mumbling curses and your love for him all in the same sentence.

he is nothing without you, and he knows it all too well.

the soft jangle of your keys in the lock makes him look up from his journal, the door swinging open. and despite himself, he finds that he's softened underneath your warm, loving gaze. ah, he also misses the sound of your voice, euphonious and soft, a tone you use for him specifically.

❝why are you looking at me like that?❞

he can feel his heart dance within his chest, pounding fiercely as you slant your hip to the side, the very same hips he adores holding onto when swaying with you to music. your eyes, which always seem to sweep him under with their intensity with no fail, are glittering with mirth, it knocks the breath from his chest. ❝ i adore you,❞ he utters— he sounds like a fool in love, and he doesn't particularly mind it. your cheeks flush with color and you playfully roll your eyes. that's alright, you don't need to say it back, he knows.

❝help me with the groceries?❞

he? ⸺ SIMON, gojo satoru, DAMON SALVATORE, soap, older!TANJIRO, scott mccall, GAZ, clark kent, EMMETT CULLEN, leon kennedy, STEVE HARRINGTON, giyu tomioka, JOHN PRICE, loran, ULYSSES, rick grimes, KÖNIG, dick grayson, SPENCER REID.

honestly it can be anyone you envision.

[ciphillan]

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