I can't believe that you are Yu Narukami! YOU NARUKAMI!
Amber, (@an-actual-objectum-sexual) in response to my extreme love of cats.
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I can't believe that you are Yu Narukami! YOU NARUKAMI!
Amber, (@an-actual-objectum-sexual) in response to my extreme love of cats.
That autism feel when you mess up something super obvious to neurotypicals and then obsess over it for the next few hours.
So I heard there was this holiday for smoochin?
Short but sweet monster school romance between Lilith, and her adorable girlfriend Willow. Originally part of my 2015 minizines, now for you!
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@an-actual-objectum-sexual
Not all owl hoots are majestic…
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Or send “drabble please!” and I’ll use a generator to decide.
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♬: based off the first song that comes up on my itunes after putting it on shuffle
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Sigma will regret that suggestion eventually.
this is the most romantic thing i’ve seen all day
Eat one Wii U a day
Get those healthy amiibo acids
“how do u sleep so much?” depression
“omg why do you stay up so late” depression
“how do you still manage to get everything done?” anxiety
a few monster girl things for femslash february.
a vampire lady whose wives help her with her hair and makeup since she can’t see herself in a mirror.
ghost girlfriends who ‘haunt’ the local gay bar, innocuously changing the music to the jazz that played when they were young. the owner loves it and remodels the bar to match.
a centaur and a faun who live in a cute forest cottage with wide doors and an apple orchard in the back. the faun does the gardening since her wife can’t comfortably reach the earth with her human hands, and the centaur picks the apples from the tall trees.
a gorgon with a gargoyle girlfriend who can always turn back from stone after looking into her eyes.
a siren who will die if a ship ever sails past her cove, and her harpie girlfriend who snatches up the sailors that try to resist the song.
werewolf wives with eight children. they are total soccer moms and the rest of the pta was terrified of them for months, but they won the other moms over with an amazing shepard’s pie at the potluck.
scylla and charybdis, cursed to half-lives as monsters living across from one another in the strait, find comfort in each other’s company. sailors talk of the pass between them narrowing at nights, truly impassible.
monster girls who love other girls (ノ^ヮ^)ノ*:・゚✧
A short comic about a Frog and a Troll.
“Megaman X Transformers (Heroes)” by RadicalDreamerX
Mad!Sophie AU
Realizing he couldn’t do much damage with his claws, Wyvern reluctantly ceased striking the wall. His jaw stayed agape and an eerie red glow emanated from the back of his throat, but he decided to save his energy for another time. That wouldn’t stop him from shouting every word he uttered however, and it certainly wouldn’t shut him up any time soon. If Wyvern’s anger wasn’t as prevalent as it was, he’d have shed a few tears at the sight of all these creatures locked up and suffering. That and he was trapped, helpless, AFRAID. His cat-like pupils were practically a sliver. He replied in as much of a ‘matter-of-fact’ tone as his speaker voice could muster “YOU… are an ALTERNATE!?” Then went back to just plain pissed off. “GRRRAAAAHHH!! HOW DARE YOU EVEN CONSIDER ‘STUDYING’ HER! CONSIDERING WHAT YOU’VE DONE TO THEM…” Wyvern gestured toward the other test subjects. “…YOU ARE SICK AND DERANGED IF YOU SO MUCH AS THINK YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO ‘STUDY’ HER! YOU! WILL! REGRET THIS!”
Oh yes, how fun it is to watch as they struggle and cry out in vain! How amusing it is to see the last glimmers of hope fade! That’s the benefit that comes with the added risk of taking on a subject that can speak human languages. She can tell EXACTLY what they’re thinking. Well, not exactly, but it’s much easier to decode curses than flailing. It’s so much more interesting when your victim can talk back.
“Hmmhmm, I suppose that’s what you’d call me~ Not often I find alternates of myself, though. Guess I’m not as popular as a hedgehog, robot or plumber… but that’s okay~! Makes it easier to find us in a crowded multiverse, heehee~!”
And now it seems like she’s petting a giant Venus Fly trap a la Little Shop of Horrors in a dark corner. The plant makes a sound like a dial-up connection. Nothing is normal about this place and this alternate seems to revel in that fact.
“Ah yes… Fate always has the last word, doesn’t she? The one sorrowful thing about us is that fate always has the last laugh. Like the multiverse itself hates us! But no. I will use my intelligence to fight back. How fun would it be to become a god, Reploid~?”
“WHO GIVES A JIIT ABOUT BEING A GOD!? BESIDES, THE ONLY ‘GOD’ YOU COULD EVER BECOME IS A GOD OF HELL! KNOW WHY!? BECAUSE THAT’S EXACTLY WHERE YOU’RE GOING ONE DAY, CRAZY CHAOS!” Did Wyvern just give her a nickname? Yes. Yes he did. Wyvern paced for several minutes before simply sitting in the middle of the room with his legs against his chest. He stayed on-guard as time passed. If there was a significant pause in their conversation, Wyvern would just wind up shouting curses, rambling loudly, or roaring. He couldn’t stay silent any longer than a few minutes.
“Heehee, you have such spunk! It’s a shame that you’re not recognized for it more... Sure, you’re no Zero but you’ve got some pretty good speed from what I can see and with that kind of attitude? Heehee! I wonder why the world isn’t groveling at your feet already like they are with Sigma!”
And so, like a caged animal, she begins to pace around this section of the lab. Undoubtedly there’s more than just this if the scale of these... experiments is anything to go off of. Each step is deliberate and she steps hitting the ground toe-first rather than heel-first, giving her an even more animalistic gait. Maybe a side-effect of the cat in her? Cats do walk on their toes, after all.
“Ah... You’re a bit of a softie, aren’t you? Can’t stand to see someone you like being harmed? Heehee, you’re just like her~! It makes me wonder if I’d be like that with friends. So many variables out there in the multiverse but also so many constants... You can see an alternate from miles away if you know these constants.”
She speaks in a deliberately sing-songy tone. She turns, smiling all-too-wide at Wyvern once more.
“I wonder, how long will it take for someone to miss you...?”