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yanderebitchclub2018-10-01 09:07 am
primarina) wrote in yanderebitchclub2018-10-01 09:07 am
1 | i don't fuck WITH monsters i just fuck 'em
It’s 📆 COCKtober 🍆🎃 u know 😦what😦 that 😏means😏 👀👅
y'all know what to do, just post a toplevel, be as detailed with your monster descriptions as you like and tag around.
we all boning monsters here anyway so no shaming, ofc. go make some money and worry about yourself.
arashi narukami ☆
→ mermaid
→ vampire
→ nekomata / kitsune (youkai)
→ human to your monster )
nyarashi
N-nice kitty?
[ He saw the pointed ears before he covered his face, so he assumes it's a cat? A... very big cat, with bright violet eyes. He's too shocked and frozen in fear to escape, so this is the end for him? Well, he lived an alright life. ]
Nhaaa...
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this particular visitor, though, doesn't seem like he's leaving.
she can taste his fear in the air, and if not for the fact that she's already eaten another unfortunate visitor earlier, mika would probably have faced the same fate. he lucked out there, to be honest. she's not looking to hunt today.
so what she does is sort of make a noise that sounds vaguely like laughing at him while she's pressing a paw down onto his chest to keep him where he is. violet eyes glowing eerily in the moonlight, before there's a ripple in the air and she shifts out of her cat form.
she's still got the fangs and the ears, though, (and the tail, obviously), and those are some very sharp claws that she still has at the end of her fingers where she's pressing down on his chest. ]
You were saying~? ♪
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Huh?
[ A...cat person? Nekomata! That's what he thinks it would be, not really believing it at first because what. She definitely has the ears, fangs... and sharp claws though. He's still scared, but at the same time, he's almost entranced. Without thinking into what to say when a nekomata is teasing him for begging her to be nice, he responds in a shaky voice: ]
You're... really pretty.
[ If he's gonna die, he'll at least perish with some tiny bit of foolish bravery left in him. Hesitantly, he reaches out to touch her velvety ear. ]
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that actually causes arashi to pause for a while, tilting her head with her brow furrowed and there's definitely a flicker of confusion that crosses her sharp, feline-esque features.
because usually, most of the people that she ends up eating don't call her really pretty - they tend to go down the whole "begging not to die" route, hence the initial taunting in the first place and the claws pressing lightly into mika's chest. not quite enough to cut into his skin yet, but his clothes are probably going to end up as a minor casualty at the very least.
most people also don't really dare to touch her ears.
and it seems like mika's found a spot that's--
--yeah, that's a rumble of a purr in the back of her throat as she sort of shifts, butting her head against mika's hand with a sound that sounds more like a meow than any human kind of sound, her legs on either side of mika's hips to cage him in with her body anyway.
that. kind of throws out her entire plan about asking mika why he's intruding on her territory right now, oops. ]
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izumi sena ♪ enstars
or he can be your human to your monster, no problem. ]
fwip fwip bitch
arashi is one of the few she knows that actually enjoys the thrill of the hunt as much as what comes after, so it's no surprise that she also likes to toy with her prey and drag it out for as long as she possibly can without getting bored.
her movements are stealthy and purposeful and she's kind enough to let him have a fighting chance before she moves in for the kill, tackling izumi to the ground quickly (but carefully, the last thing she wants is for him to be injured because that would take most of the fun away), pinning him face down with her body weight so that he can't slither away.
caught you, snake boy.
her laughter is bright when she noses into the crook of his neck. she's watching out for him, though. if he doesn't at least attempt to fight back that's no fun either. ]
Mine now, Izumi-chan~ What should I do with you, hm~? ♪
madara mikejima ✦ ensemble stars
✦ nekomata
✦ dragon
✦ oni
✦ incubus
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king of monkey mountain✦ monster hunter (human) ]
for anzu
he's actually met Anzu before, but briefly. He was working pat-time in the bookstore and took notice of the novels she tried to read discreetly. Not that they were all dirty, but. it's orth a shot, and she gave him a look that said she found him hot, so! now he's on her bed in his true incubus form, with curled horns, wings sprouting from his lower back, and a thin pointed tail. When she doesn't seem disturbed in her sleep one bt, he laughs lightly to himself. time to be direct, then! this is more fun. ]
Waaake up~! The night's still young.
[ madara's straddled right over her, having pulled away her blankets. wow she's got a cute body and pjs even if they've ridden up in places from her moving while asleep. speaking of, so he doesn't get hurt before they get any action in, he places a spell to make her limbs feel heavier under him. just in case. his tail curves over to stroke her sensitive thigh. ]
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she should've known that Cute Guy is really as devilish as he seems to be. her eyes flew open at the sudden weight on her hips, widening at the sight of a literal demon on top of her. she struggles, of course, but something's keeping her arms and legs immobile - this is sleep paralysis, right? then why does that tail rubbing at her exposed thigh feel so real? ]
M--
[ this guy... he looks so familiar, and anzu's brain is racing to recall his name she'd seen written on his nametag at the bookstore before ]
Mike--...
[ demoncat? yeah, sure, let's go with that. she's a little more than bewildered right now, please excuse her. ]
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[ He has other ones, though. His hand moves over her lower stomach, and she'd feel an odd sense of warmth there before he pulls away. While she's still immobilized, he leans over to get a better look at her at her bewildered but charming face. Vice versa too, he doesn't care too much if she knows. ]
Think of this as a dream. A really really good dream for a pent-up lady like you, so don't worry too much. I don't want to hurt my meal for tonight.
[ If she doesn't quite roll with it, he'll roll on with it anyways. That's how it be like with Madara. Hopefully it won't get too complicated, Anzu seems to find Cute Guy, well, cute right? He's also very beefy, how did he hide those under a shirt. Anyway, he'll ease up on the immobilizing spell, but keeps her in place with hand sliding under her nightshirt. ]
It'll be fun! Two minds in harmony makes for a good time and less fuss with a demon ☆
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[ there's really no use denying it though; she was actually sleeping with a lewd novel left open above her head so madara would've caught on the fact that she's more than a little repressed. or just a plain pervert, who knows.
this dream feels way too real for it to be born from sleep paralysis though... maybe it's lucid? she's never experienced something like this before, and she lets out a surprised squeak at his hand crawling up her shirt. she can feel her arms and legs again, yet it's as if she's completely frozen on her own accord, breath hitching at these feather touches on her skin. for a demon he sure is strangely gentle. ]
I-I'm still not sure what's going on... Why me? And what exactly are you?
[ it's not as if she's against this because he does got a point about her pent-up emotions, but. she's more than lost here??? please, ]
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this is why arashi usually does not advocate summoning in any capacity because it's actually extremely easy to fuck things up and as a shrine maiden, usually she gets called in to clean up people's messes. case in point, someone was trying to summon a benevolent spirit and somehow ended up summoning an oni instead.
why do these things keep happening.
this particular oni is pretty powerful (and also stupidly attractive, who knew) so it took her a while to slap one of her last few ofuda charms on him to immobilise him for a while. the charm is not as powerful as it should be, considering that it's meant more for low level demons, but hey. if it works, it works.
... also because she's not taking any chances, she's kind of. sitting on him to pin him down. she's out of energy to actually banish him for now, anyway, so she's kind of biding her time until she can do something unless he somehow convinces her to keep him alive? good luck with that. ]
kaoru hakaze ☂ ensemble stars
💧 kitsune
💧 merperson
💧 were-tiger
💧 harpy ]
zodiac shenanigans
However, today's a bit different, because Kaoru's been asked to help out. That's because it's been deemed that Anzu is the one that needs that sort of assistance and without her, things start falling apart. Kaoru has the slightest idea of what may be going on... She is that age after all. But it would be rude to say that out loud.
He can... hint he understands though. For now, his excuse for being around her is doing the tasks she's having trouble with, and keeping an eye on her. He's been clawed by her once, it's fine mostly. ]
They weren't kidding when they said Anzu-chan was getting restless. You look like a kitten who just wants to play~
[ Kaoru has been keeping a bit of distance though from her, acting like a househusband and tidying up the room. He has his personal reasons though... Taking initiative probably could get him scratched or bitten more severely. Sometimes it be like that. ]
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like right now.
it really sucks being a cat. ]
I have n-no time for that.
[ oh god, did she stutter. she's already going about her errands for the day with a strange flush on her cheeks, which only deepened at kaoru's words. and kaoru's presence. the room suddenly feels smaller and more suffocating for some reason - or maybe that's just anzu. ]
I'm sorry, Kaoru-kun... What are you here for again?
[ she busies herself by arranging the furniture, if only to keep her legs in motion. kaoru would have noticed how she's been trembling this whole time too if she just stops doing anything. ]
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Haha, helping you out for a bit! I mean I was asked to, but... Everyone's worried about you.
[ The trembling is definitely noticeable, and genuinely, he'd worry of her hurting herself with that unsteady footing. Time to make a point of it, sneaking behind Anzu because she's trying to ignore his presence.
Too bad he can't ignore hers either. Blame being a cat too, and honestly the more time Kaoru spends with her, the more on edge he gets too, finding her ripe for the taking. With the opportunity he pounces onto her, conveniently landing them into a pile of cushions they both had absent-mindedly made while cleaning. It's a soft landing! And not the worst place to... Do things. They get new ones all the time. ]
You know, I'd be reeeally upset if a tomcat got to you first when you're like this. Your heat is really strong.
[ That sounds just a bit territorial despite an otherwise easygoing voice. His toned chest is pressed right against her back, but he's trying to not crush or smother her. Kaoru is still his gentle self enough to not want to hurt her or make this uncomfortable? She is very warm though to snuggle close . Gently, he nips one of her ears, with his striped tail playing with her tense, trembling one. ]
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nazuna nito 🐰 enstars
kuro kiryu 🐲 enstars
➤ dragon
➤ werewolf
➤ onikuma
➤ monster hunter
or a hapless human stuck with all you weirdos ]
tsukasa suou
♣ witch
♣ ghost
♣ centaur
♣ s...........spider boy. don't. Don't.
♣ kitty cat mreow shut up
or some human kid ig ]
wataru hibiki
✨ harpy
✨ satyr
✨ octo....maid. but like, a guy. octodude. i don't know he just has tentacles sue me
✨ r....robot. like hibikiga. end me ig ]
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this is a lab usually kept secret but known best among the upper echelons of the wealthy and influential. its goal is the proof of supernatural and mythical through creation— if it can be bred in a lab, then there is no doubt it exists. it's the backwards sort of logic born of desperation on part of researchers and boredom on part of the rich, who would pay good money to see that which was a little bit more exotic.
for some sponsors it's simply a matter of scientific pursuit; for some, they care for other secrets (immortality being popular) that might be unlocked by the creation of such creatures; for some, they want a mythical alternative to cockfighting, or they want more interesting pets.
eichi was of the lab's divinities branch, which has found particular popularity but bears in equal measure equal amounts of failure. it is not so easy to create heaven, it seems, and its products are often misbegotten if beautiful, their bodies delicate and unable to bear the strain of what the scientists have determined denotes holiness in their dna. each generation is a little better than the last, but eichi finds himself the last of his cohorts, the rest all died out early, and the last one to bear such strain on his health.
the next generation, he hears the scientists say, looks like it might be much more promising when they create it, much more stable. eichi can only listen with quiet envy from behind his small glass confinement. it's just big enough to sit and lay in with his crooked wings folded up, and around him are the empty cells where the other angels used to be a long time ago. it was too dangerous to keep them with other creatures, given their health was so fragile, and so they had this private room on their own - to his own, now.
and they do have to move onto the next generation eventually. once the funding for supporting the expensive cost of eichi's maintenance - his continued living - begins to outweigh the cost of the amount of data they can collect from him, once the experiments and probes he can tolerate begins to grow less and less, they decide it's time. a few more months, and they'll let him die.
but first, one last trial.
he had heard of this wataru, though not in great detail, from the other scientists chatting with each other as they sorted through data in the room. his results were always excellent, they had some endless number of takers for him when they had finished their data collection, he was quick-witted and beautiful, et cetera. he was almost the only other creature they mentioned by number or name, names being offered to the most outstanding experiment of each branch (though, in eichi's case, it's simply that he was the last one alive), and so, with time, eichi began to take this name and shape it into the name of a friend to keep him company in his empty confines.
he had no idea what sort of creature wataru was, or what he looked like or what he was for, but he liked to imagine they got along, and they had long conversations about all sorts of things (the specifics being vague in his imagination), and that they had a lot of similar interests. of course, eichi had overheard his death date, too, but it was less depressing to think that he was spending his last days with a friend who did not prod his body with disappointment as the scientists did, who did not inject him with false divinity and find it a shame when he did bleed.
his surprise is immense, then, when he hears this last experiment was going to be with this very same wataru, for reasons he can't entirely comprehend. it's something to do with breeding habits from what he can gather, probably to do with wataru's, and he supposes that there might be a suspected risk of wataru's mating, since they're offering wataru a partner whom the scientists wouldn't mind losing. ah, well. he doesn't think he would mind; if he's got no choice but to die, then maybe it would be more pleasant if wataru is the one who does it, intentional or no, even if he's a little bit nervous about meeting him, and of wataru falling short of his expectations.
they place him in a room comprised of an artificial environment with features closest to whatever wataru presumably might be most comfortable with, it basically being a sort of shore, where eichi is, that slopes into deep water, where wataru is.the room, too, is kept at a more tropical temperature, and the air is filtered clean so eichi can breathe easy.
eichi himself is dressed in a simple white chemise, thin and open-backed, to let his wings - vast but asymmetrically curving - breathe comfortably. a strange halo of turns out of sync with each ring does hang behind his head, as if he were truly descended from heaven, and he gives off a faint light that reflects over the water. he's been dressed with some kind of scent or marker that, supposedly, wataru and his kind find themselves attracted to - something between pheromones and perfume - but they've otherwise been left in their natural states, not wanting to pollute the results with things like aphrodisiac if not necessary.
eichi can't . . . see wataru, though, wataru being too deep under the water, and, after some period of waiting, he gradually edges toward the shore, delighted as he feels the artificial waves tickle his toes - delighted by the whole environment, actually. not detecting any immediate response - and, admittedly, feeling equal parts anxious about meeting wataru and willful in wanting to explore this room for himself - he chooses to walk instead along the short shore with wonder as he feels wet sand below his feet, stopping to pick up the colorful shells placed there. it isn't long until he reaches and climbs up onto the rocks too, terribly enamored with the mere act of it, curiously digging his nails into the little dents of the brittle zone. ah, how wonderful; he wonders if wataru's always in such a wonderful room, or if this experiment is special?
ah, he's so terribly jealous - he murmurs this in the false angelic tongue he's learned, sounding more like a melody, as he curves his wings above him to shield him from the high lights, and he gazes into the water around the rocks below in search of more shells to carry. )
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seeing it's some poor winged creature, one that can't even join him in the false sea they've created, makes him a little sad—but he's intrigued, still, by these wings that aren't quite right, the circles behind his head. beneath the water wataru moves, tracking the creature's progress down the small shore; when this winged thing stops at the rocks, delighted at something so ordinary as climbing onto it, wataru does too. draws only slightly a bit closer to see what he's looking for, and realizes they're shells.
perhaps some assistance is necessary, for something that can't swim. he digs through the sand further beneath the water, inspecting shells as he picks them up; when one satisfies him enough, he curls a tentacle around it and drifts closer, raising it above the water and into the thing's face.
...he follows slightly after, just his head and and shoulders, unnatural blue hair plastered wetly to his pale, pretty skin. he wiggles the shell at his company, uncurling his tentacle from around it to drop it onto the rock in front of him. ]
Playmate?
[ a musical, amused voice, coming suddenly from— his mouth is closed, but his lips are curled up in glee, obvious that it was him. he's a creature of many talents, more extraordinary than the last, (desperate to stay named, to kept well, to not end up like those others he'd seen, heard about, who had failed). ]
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he's only mostly convinced it's not hostile when it drops the shell in front of him, and he realizes - ah - that maybe it was trying to gift him a shell...?
his attention is stolen from the shell to the actual creature attached to the tentacle when he hears the voice - noticing quite immediately the voice certainly did come from him, but it was dressed up as if it had no source. a trick...? or ability? or, ah— this was wataru, wasn't it? it had to be; he was pretty as they said, and his voice was just as nice, the musical quality reminiscent of his angel friends, and so a little nostalgic, and . . .
ah, he realizes he hadn't said anything. um, what had he said? just one thing, right? he didn't miss anything? just "playmate?" - just that much, right?
... mm. either wataru hadn't eavesdropped the way eichi often would, or eichi had misunderstood the purpose of the experiment— though he doubts that. slowly the rings of his halos begin to turn again, contemplatively (the way they turn is a little odd - out of sync with one another, some turning clockwise and some turning the other way, and sometimes before they hit a full rotation they stop, and then reset, only to begin again).
he wonders, if no mating occurs, will the experiment be prolonged? ... he'd like to have more time to stretch his wings. or will they cut him off early and replace him...? mm...
he attempts a smile, finally. )
Ah— . . . Yes, I think so. They call me Eichi. You're Wataru, correct...? ... That's what they said.
( ah ... he takes up the shell, as if remembering it, but his gaze remains on wataru, eichi peering over the water. )
Um, this... Is this for me...? ( he curls his fingers around it anyway, as if he doesn't want to give it back. ) . . . It's lovely. Thank you . . . ♪ I've never had a chance to see these before, so . . .
( what was heaven like? unlike fish and wolves and whatever else, there wasn't really a good sense of what sort of places mythical things - like angels or whatever else - really lived in. heaven was full of clouds? and had a lot of air? they guessed. initially they'd been given a big, bird-cage like structure to flit around in filled with all sorts of soft things before they'd started dying off, and their worsened health required smaller, mostly featureless quarters. )
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eichi tenshouin ♫ ensemble stars
❥ lab rat
→ an artificial angel with an unstable form.
❥ undead
→ unit au. jk, a living corpse, either lich or necromanced.
❥ rakshasa
→ a shape-shifting creature of hunger and war. in one form has many arms; in another, an animal's features.
❥ baku
→ a horned being of smoke and haze that feeds off your dreams in exchange for a wish.
... or the human to your monster! monster + monster is also perfectly excellent. )