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Rudolph the Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer (1964)
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New friend
#yaa#my work#lil tobs#funny#art#creepypasta#ticci toby#ticci tobi#ask#toby rogers#creepypasta nina the killer#nina the killer#mh tim wright#tim masky#tim wright#big foot#yeti#creepypasta headcanon#creepypasta stories#creepypasta art#creepypasta fanart#ask creepypasta#hoodie#masky marble hornets#marble hornets fanart#marble hornets
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Pretty girl Abigail Bominable
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Advent calendar: Day 18. Holiday knot
Yeti x fem!reader || semi-public sex, oral sex, knotting
You had a great idea for your anniversary. Since you married your yeti husband, you’d been trying to get him to chase you through the woods, but seeing as it was mid December and the temperatures would probably kill you if you ran naked… You decided to make it special in other ways.
You wore a nice coat, the longest one you had, with extra padding on the inside so you’d be warm no matter what. And under it you wore… almost nothing. You bought the naughty lingerie so long ago you almost forgot you had it, but at the last second you put it on and walked to his office as a normal day. You had dinner with him once a week, always on Wednesdays, and he was always waiting for you.
But this time around you had a bit of a surprise.
You opened the door to his office and closed behind you, making sure the blindfolds were down and the secretary left for her lunch. He was on a call you weren’t too interested in, you could only focus on the feel of the coat against your naked skin and the way your heart was trying to escape from your chest.
Even from afar he was magnificent, giant and furry and so incredibly beautiful in his monster features that you were dripping wet even before he even breathed in your direction. You’d never felt so strongly about any human, but as soon as you met him… you were done for good. Forget human tiny dicks, who wanted that when you could have giant ridged dicks that knotted you until you were dripping cum for hours after?
You were a bit nervous, you knew he’d love your surprise, but you were way past your honeymoon phase and maybe office sex wasn’t on his kink-list… Maybe.
“Well, hello there, wife,” he greeted you in his most cheerful rough voice, making you shiver.
It was now or never.
You slipped the upper part of your coat down your shoulders, exposing the red lingerie framing your tits in the most amazing way. He choked on a breath, and that encouraged you. You let the coat fall to the floor, pooling at your feet as you blinked slowly at him. And you realized the exact moment when he saw the mistletoe adorning your panties.
In a flash, literally the time it took for you to blink, he had jumped over the table and was crowding you, his giant sized body pulling you up and against the door. You shivered in anticipation, his rough breathing matching your accelerated heartbeat.
He bit down on your neck playfully. “You smell like cookies, wife…” He rumbled against your ear. That meant you were excited, that you were aroused, he loved the smell of cookies as much as he loved the smell of your horniness. “You came here wanting to be ravished by a monster?” He teased, his voice amused but his dick very hard under your barely covered ass.
Your nerves got the best of you when you answered: “Really? If you… If you want to...”
He pulled back a fraction, his big white inhuman eyes looking straight into yours, almost shocked when he deadpanned: “Do I want to fuck my wife in my desk? Yes. What kind of question is that?”
“I- I didn’t know if you’d be up for it,” you confessed, feeling shy all of sudden.
“Wife, I’ve wanted to fuck you over that desk since the first time you came to have lunch with me. And you are making my fantasies come true right now, you are the bestest of wives,” he said between soft kisses around your face, making you giggle with his sudden affection.
But it wasn’t all that soft, his dick was pressing insistently against your ass and you wriggled your bottom until he was whimpering, his strong arms holding you up as he walked to the desk and sat you there. He kissed you softly on the lips, and then sat down on his chair, legs open and erection very clear in his slacks. Fuck, he looked good enough to eat with his fur peaking through the buttons of his shirt, sleeves rolled up…
But he was only staring at you, not doing anything. “Aren’t you going to fuck me?” You asked, a bit confused at the situation.
“Oh, yes… I’m definitely going to. But first: lunch.” That was all he said before his face was buried in your pussy as he pushed the panties to the side, not even taking them off.
He devoured your center with desperation, with a hunger so primal and deep that you didn’t know if you would survive. It was the best oral sex ever, and he had just started. He kept grunting and moaning against your sex, his furry face getting messy with your juices as he enjoyed himself. You could only hold onto his hair and pull every time he tried to get a breath in between licks. You didn’t care if he breathed or not, you only needed him against your pussy, his fingers playing dexterously with your clit.
“I’m- I’m gonna…!” You tried to warn, but you were too slow.
The orgasm crashed into you like a tidal wave as your body convulsed over the desk, his hands holding you down as you knocked a few things off the table. He only chuckled against your pussy, probably not caring you were destroying some important documents.
He pulled back, whipping your juices away from his chin and licking his fingers clean. That movement was so hot that you whimpered as he smirked at you. He knew what he was doing.
“Now the main course,” he said, ripping the panties off and pressing the tip of his cock against your entrance. You groaned whorishly and he smirked again, his fangs so big you couldn’t suppress a shiver.
You thought he would push inside in one go, but he chose a tortuous pace, his dick breaching you so slowly and thoroughly that you could feel him everywhere at once. His hands were on your boobs, on your ass, on your clit… And his dick kept going deeper and deeper. Your brain was barely functioning at that point, not caring about the noise of the possibility of someone finding you. You could only focus on the way he felt against you.
But once he bottomed out, there was no place for soft sex anymore. He started a rough pace, fucking in and out of you with the desperation of a husband in his anniversary. With the desperation of a yeti who found his mate in the middle of a big city. With the hunger of a monster in need of his bride. And you ate it up, matching his noises and groans, moving against his body until you were both sweaty and your lingerie was probably beyond repair.
But you didn’t fucking care.
It felt so good. It felt too good.
“I’m going to knot you,” he warned.
“But we- Someone could...” you tried to argue without much strength. You wanted it. You wanted it more than anything. You needed it like you needed breathing.
“Let them,” he grunted. The rough tone and the way his dick hit your G-spot just right at the same time his thumb rubbed your clit was enough to send you over the edge once again. “Fuck, so tight, so good…”
He kept chanting how good your pussy was when you felt the erratic thrusts and the beginning of his knot at your entrance. He pushed one last time before it fully developed inside of you, locking you two together as he came over and over inside your welcoming heat.
His body was holding you down as you breathed calmly, his dick still twitching inside of you as he kept coming and coming. You knew this would take a while, and you were more than content to just wait it out. It felt great to have him inside, almost like cockwarming but… bigger. Maybe you should try cockwarming next.
“Stop thinking so hard,” he complained against your neck, landing a few soft kisses and scratching you with his fangs, making you shiver.
By the time his knot went down, you felt almost coherent again, but when you got up and felt the first gush of cum out of you, you were already thinking if he could fuck you again soon. You were about to tease him to get a rise out of him when he beat you to it.
“Are you going to walk back home with my cum leaking down your tights?” He asked as you put your coat back on, hiding your body from him. There was an edge to his voice that you couldn’t quite place.
“I’m going to the car and then I’ll drive home,” you explained, a smirk on your lips when you realized what he wanted. “Do you want me to plug myself and wait until you get home?” You asked back, a blush covering your cheeks as his eyes turned big, his dick filling inside his slacks once more.
“Fuck. Yes,” he groaned. “I’d be there as soon as possible, I just have one meeting.”
“Don’t be late or I’ll start without you, I bought a new toy…” You commented before closing the door, laughing when you heard the curse behind you.
You didn’t get to the elevator before his big body was hoisting you up between giggles and walking to the stairs with you over his shoulder. “Forget the meeting, forget the elevator, I need you in our bed ASAP,” he roared as you laughed.
#yeti#yeti x reader#yeti x human#yeti x you#monster advent calendar#monster#monster fucker#monster imagine#monster x human#teratophillia#monster x reader#terato#monster boyfriend#monster fuqqer#monster romance#monster love#monster smut#monster lover#monster x you#monster kink#monsterfucker#monsterfucking nsft
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Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer (1964)
#rudolph the red-nosed reindeer gif#rankin bass#stop motion animation#christmas tv specials#christmas movies#60s tv#hermey the elf#bumble the abominable snow monster#yeti#sixties#1964#gif#chronoscaph gif
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More attacks and revenges//
Ushiko for @roccoco-co
Chilly for @lilmisskiwi-art
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I’ve talked about this before but I feel obligated every now and then to talk about the time Jimmy Stewart smuggled a yeti finger from a Nepalese Buddhist monastery to America.
The Pangboche Hand was the skeletal hand of a yeti who was a disciple of Lama Sangwa Dorje, and the finger of the hand was stolen in 1959 by a Bigfoot researcher named Peter C. Byrne after the monks refused to let him take the hand for research. Once Byrne got the finger into India, “It’s A Wonderful Life” star Jimmy Stewart, James “Anatomy of a Murder” Stewart, smuggled the finger out of India and to the States by — allegedly — hiding it in his wife’s lingerie case, because no gentleman would ever check a woman's lingerie case.
Byrne, by the way, was hired to steal the finger by eccentric millionaire oil tycoon Tom Slick, who spent the ‘50s obsessed with cryptozoology before dying in a plane crash in Montana. Not important for the story, important to me personally that you know this.
And I tell you this because “Jimmy Stewart smuggled a yeti finger in his wife’s lingerie case” is a fun collection of words and also to remind you that cryptozoology is awash with colonial assholes who will step over other cultures to find the “proof” they feel entitled to.
#i met peter c byrne before he passed. fascinatingly pompous man#anyways the story has kind of a happy ending#weta workshop made a replica scalp and hand for the monastery in 2011 after the originals were stolen#so. yay#cryptozoology#yeti
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Ok winter is coming, so I'm putting on my winter coat. I'm a yeti now.
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My latest kickstarter is now live! Eldritch Beans Series 2 features cryptid kitty designs I was unable to get to with Series 1.
Come help make these beans a reality!
And if you're interested in anything from Series 1, those can be purchased here!
We already have the Purrsey Devil and the Mongolian Cat Worm Funded! Help us get the rest :D
And each pin pledge comes with a free waterproof sticker!
#kickstarter#cryptid#cryptids#cats#cat#jersey devil#chupacabra#krampus#snallygaster#yeti#mongolian death worm#mothman
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New drawing I call this one cryptid Christmas :) they are gingerbreads 💕
#artists on tumblr#artwork#drawing#digital art#digital illustration#digital painting#cryptid#flatwoods monster#mothman#bigfoot#sasquatch#yeti#fresno nightcrawler#aliens and ufos#cryptid art#cryptidcore#loch ness monster#christmas#procreate
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Lil mukumuku painting doodle 🍄👌
#art#illustration#drawing#digital illustration#artists on tumblr#illustrators on tumblr#wailingrock#wailing#rock#color study#digital painting#digital art#digital aritst#harvest moon#harvest moon a wonderful life#mukumuku#art study#ipad art#ipad pro#ipad#apple ipad#apple pencil#yeti#monster#cryptid#mushrooms
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A little pep in my step
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Handmade Cryptid Plushies from NerdBirdStudios
Mothman // Fresno Nightcrawler // Loch Ness Monster Jersey Devil // Mandrake // Imp // Bigfoot // Will O the Wisp Hodag // Flatwoods Monster // Yeti // Hopkinsville Goblin Mongolian Death Worm // Kappa
#plushie#stuffed animal#soft toy#cryptid#mothman#bigfoot#yeti#loch ness monster#nessie#jersey devil#fresno nightcrawler#flatwoods monster#mandrake#imp#will o wisp#hodag#hopkinsville goblin#mongolian death worm#kappa#soft toys#toys
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Austin Pardun has released vintage-inspired cryptid Halloween decorations featuring Bigfoot and Jersey Devil. 11x14 prints are $25 each, or $30 if you want them hand-cut.
#cryptid#bigfoot#jersey devil#halloween#cryptozoology#sasquatch#yeti#cryptozoolologist#austin pardun#art#gift#mothman#loch ness monster#vintage halloween
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GUYS HELP I GOT A CUTIE PATOOTIE PLS RATE ON BOOP SCALE (Snow Conda / Yeti Morph)
#snake#western hognose#hognose snake#snow morph#snow hognose#snow conda#snow conda hognose#snakes of tumblr#boop the snoot#boop snoot#boop o meter#snake tumblr#hognose tumblr#yeti#yeti hognose#yeti morph#conda morph#pls rate#pls boop
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Am Fear Liath Mór, or the Big Grey Man of Ben MacDhui [Scottish cryptid]
The high passes of Ben MacDhui – the second largest mountain in Scotland – are haunted by tales of a mysterious creature that supposedly stalks hikers. Usually it is described as an impossibly tall, grey spectre, thereby earning it the name ‘Am Fear Liath Mór’, meaning ‘the big grey man’.
The story starts in 1891 with professor Norman Collie of the Royal Geographic Society, who happened to be a passionate hiker as well. The professor had just climbed the cairn on the summit of Ben MacDhui when he heard something that vaguely sounded like footsteps. I should mention that this area is notoriously misty, so you can imagine how easy it is for a lone hiker to get anxious when hearing strange noises.
The footsteps continued, but they were oddly spaced: for every ‘step’ the professor heard, he himself took three or four. It was as if this mysterious spectre was taking giant leaps or had huge legs. Eventually the professor was overtaken by panic and fled. Much later, in 1925, he recounted his tale and shared it with the newspapers, who were eager to publish and often exaggerate the story of a supposed monster or cryptid living in the Scottish mountains. At the time, the mystery creature was dubbed ‘the Ben MacDhui Ghost’ in the media.
Afterwards, multiple people came forward with claims about the mountain ghost, some of which were believable (hearing unidentified sounds) and some were more fantastic (Richard Frere and Peter Densham claimed to have had a conversation with an invisible, psychic creature).
Richard Frere would later claim that while he was hiking on the top of the Ben MacDhui, he had an unshakeable feeling that someone else was there with him, and he would hear a strange high-pitched noise that seemed to come from the soil beneath his feet.
Frere also gave a physical description of a creature he claimed to have seen (but it is difficult to verify whether this is the oldest actual ‘sighting’ of the supposed ghost): a large, brown creature was seen swaggering down the mountainside. It stood about 20 feet (6m) tall, was covered with short brown fur and had a disproportionally large head supported by a thick, muscular neck. It had broad shoulders but walked upright and did not resemble an ape.
Interestingly, only a single sighting happened on a nearby mountain, rather than on the Ben MacDhui itself: in the 1920’s, Tom Crowley, the president of the local Moray Mountaineering Club, claimed to have seen an apparition while descending from Braeriach to the Glen Eanaich. It was a very tall, misty grey figure with a humanoid shape, albeit with long legs that ended in strange talons (described as resembling fingers more than toes) and a head with pointy ears.
Dr. A. M. Kellas, himself a famed mountaineer, also claimed that a giant grey humanoid creature haunted the mountain. Among the many supposed sightings, I am uncertain which one is actually the oldest description of the ‘Grey Man’ as a tall, grey spectre, but it is certainly the most popular one. The grey apparition had cemented itself as a local cryptid and urban legend and many more supposed sightings followed.
Though it is often claimed that the creature is connected to ancient Scottish or Celtic mythology, this is most likely false. Gray Affleck, the author of ‘The Big Grey Man of Ben MacDhui’, attempted to research this link but could not find a single connection with actual Highland mythology.
In 1958, the June edition of ‘Scots Magazine’ told the story of Alexander Tewnion’s 1943 expedition to the mountain. While he was descending the mountain, a giant grey shape suddenly loomed over him. Having none of this bullshit, Mr. Tewnion immediately pulled out his revolver and fired three bullets at the thing. The mysterious apparition seemed not to notice, however, and kept walking towards him, upon which Tewnion fled.
Sources: Barrie, A., 2005, Sutton Companion to the Folklore, Myths and Customs of Britain, The History Press, 480 pp. Gray, A., 2013, The Big Grey Man of Ben MacDhui, Birlinn, 183 pp. (reviewed edition, first edition published in 1970) (image source 1 : Attila Nagy on Artstation) (image source 2: ManthosLappas on Deviantart, ©Fear Liath)
#Scottish mythology#cryptids#urban legends#creatures#mythical creatures#mythology#bigfoot#yeti#humanoid creatures#ghosts
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