M O N S T E R

indie fandomless oc penned by tali

[mxnstrosity]

the gentle sad boi is back.

[uglytrohman]

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yo like this for a starter while I find shit to icon

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casual reminder that this gif exists

[gcdincarnate-blog]

scales &&. eyes tell of something reptilian. shin can see this clearly. a finger however cannot be placed on exactly what one. a snake or a alligator. or it’s cousin the crocodile. it’s welcoming. opposite of a tank or helicopter readying fire arms, pointing fingers so death knew just who &&. what to take. &&. clearly not a creature craving a brawl for a status or food. the give away being the glimmer of excitement, the stop in steps, that anxious smile ((something never directed at shin)), &&. finally the way vocal cords vibrated, playing something soft caught along by a tongue in a stutter. an occurrence shin witnessed in humanity when struck emotionally, mentally. good &&. bad. no signs of the ladder seemed to dance right in the senses he caught like an observant psychiatrist however.

strange. how was there no knowledge of what one’s own blood contained? unless a bi-product of humanity’s toying around with what this planet truly belonged to. not much judgement, actually, none at all could be made however. the hell if shin even knew what he was classified as in truth, other than some name the higher ups in the playing fields of science &&. government conjured up as devastation &&. fear toke a stab at them. desperation to kill what they named, or freeze it for an eternity. which they succeeded in dropping his temperature so drastically in the fourth stage that he was just glacier of ice for year. until it melted. &&. the fifth stage went into play. classified as ‘godzilla’ in top secret files that the everyday citizen would never get a word from. unless they’d want to be executed or locked away.

     “godzilla.” it feels foreign, ridiculous, alien on the tongue. a culture shock for his own jaws that last but a minute. “least that’s what i am to them. big radiation lizard, truthfully. was &&. could be again.” the more he speaks the more out of it he feels. the red glow of the odd structures of the back dying out. becoming dim. body signally temperature within had dropped to what it should be. what was aimed for. all as a small smile forms on his own lips, hand reaching out. was this an acceptable gesture for other monster folk? just as it was for people? “you can call me shin.”

[mxnstrosity]

Godzilla. He had heard that before. Plenty of times on the news, even on newspaper headlines. A creature the humans still feared, but one he had felt sympathy for the moment he had heard of him. That was the thing with humans, though, they always feared anything they didn’t understand, and always just... made situations worse in the end because of it. That’s why Casper spent so long hidden away. He wasn’t as terrifying, or large, as Godzilla was, but he was still different. Different enough to instill fear, different enough to get hurt because of it.  If only the humans knew how much the so called monsters feared them, maybe they’d reconsider their actions towards them.

For a creature the humans claim is so violent, Casper sees the exact opposite in the man before him. Maybe it’s because he feels safe around someone so similar to him. Someone that won’t be scared of his differences. He’s walking towards him again, gently taking the other’s hand and shaking it. When was the last time he’d even been so close to another being that wasn’t a stray animal? He doesn’t remember, really. It had been years, he knows that much. The closest he ever gets to any humans is when he’s stealing whatever food he can from them, but any touches that may come from that are far from gentle. Far from friendly, especially if they see his abnormalities.

“Shin sounds much better than Godzilla,” his tone is friendly, although, the nervousness is still there. It always is, really. “I’m Casper! Like the ghost, except I’m not dead.” There’s a small laugh now, a genuine one. “It’s nice to, uh. Meet someone like me. I didn’t think there was anyone else out there. I... I’ve never looked, but I always just assumed I was the only one.”

[gcdincarnate-blog]

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surfacing, hook like dorsal fins arise first. running along the spine, giving off a strange red glow in the night where flesh seemed torn. exposed. drowning out the form of the being who swam with ease. a sight that’d hypnotize &&. bring eyes. evolution did not rid of this feature. just as it did not rid of the odd spinal structure. just as it did not rid of the gills that pushed out a large sum of water as feet met land, stretching across the cage of ribs. closed up within a mere second for jaws to open &&. intake oxygen directly without filtration. scientifically impossible. yet there it was. &&. you could say a giant lizard terrorizing cities of japan is scientifically impossible too. yet it was of this reality. perhaps not the next. this entity was once that disaster. a force of nature. a punishment for humanity. evolving so rapidly by pure will that it’d made it to the stage of looking human. at least when covered in fabric. a mere man. secretly mother nature’s son leaking radiation where he crept &&. slept. sometimes it was even too much for him. like a reactor, overheating &&. needing a cool down. he’d find himself back in the waters of which he was birthed. done usually when people shut down &&. the moon’s light claimed all. no worries of being sighted &&. dragged off to some lab where the evolution process would be back into play. reverting to the king of monsters only to break free then fast forward to a new skin. never thinking that perhaps he who went by the name of shin was the only one. a mistake that was. or perhaps a blessing. blue eyes just then catching the figure near by. at first, inhaling deeply to prepare vocal cords to ring a song more nerve wracking than a siren. paralyzing. but upon closer inspection. there seems to be no fear. &&. something isn’t exactly…human. exciting. getting the heat beating but damn he can’t be sure. so he stays in place. a conflicted dog who wants to run up but is wary. from the response japan gave in his old forms’ wake. nothing else supernatural existed. right?

    “what are you?” comes out in a rumble. not meant to be threatening but it’s all shin can manage.

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Casper hadn’t thought anything like him existed. As far as he had always been concerned, he was the only real monster that existed. Kept hidden away from the public for so long, he truly had been convinced that he was just that-- a monster. Even if the treatment from his parents had been gentle and kind, being told he was too different to leave was something that had effected him far too deeply. Even after his parents’ deaths, he kept himself isolated, hiding away for most of his life. It was easy to hide the eyes behind sunglasses, sure, but the scales running up the side of his face were impossible to mask. He always feared what would happen if they were ever seen. Feared what would be done to him. 

The truth, though, was that he wasn’t alone-- wasn’t the only different creature out there. He didn’t believe it until he saw the fins surfacing from the water, saw the fellow monster that rose from the depths. Anyone’s initial reaction would have been fear, the first instinct to run. But he moved closer, golden yellow eyes watching with wonder as the creature began to look more human. He moved closer, his attempt at doing so cautiously failing father quickly, the excitement making him walk a bit too fast. Heart racing in his chest, he stops a few yards away from the stranger, a small, nervous smile twitching onto his thin lips. He wasn’t the only one. For once in his life, he didn’t feel so alone.

“I dont-- I don’t know, I.... I really don’t know...” He spoke with a soft stutter, body tensing. “What are you...?”

[memeasaurus-promptus]

Send “What are you doing there?” for your muse to find mine hiding somewhere.

Can be under a bed, in a closet, under the kitchen sink, up on the rafters, wherever you want. Bonus for saying a reason why they’re hiding!

[mxnstrosity]

whispers

do things with casper

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for hamilton verse stuff, casper his human but he’s a petty criminal who steals shit and gets nervous when confronted about it

[lifeless-lucy]

I wanted to spread some love because I haven’t been feeling my best lately so I thought “look at these fucks, everyone appreciate them.” So here’s this.

Keep reading

[mxnstrosity]

I seriously need to screenshot this and keep it forever because oh my god, i’m in tears. You’re so fucking sweet. I don’t even have the words to express how happy this made me. I love you so much bro

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me when star wars rpers follow me: *just eternal screaming*

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it’s hard to find anyone who wants to write with me. I don’t know how people can manage to have several partners who enjoy them and their muses. 

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does anyone want to do anything in my star wars verse? I don’t have much muse for anything else

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If there was one thing Casper was good at, it was sneaking into anywhere, taking whatever looked like it was worth anything, and getting out undetected. He had done it dozens of times before. He only ever got caught a few times, and even so, he typically got away unharmed. 

He was doing what he had done all those times before. Hidden in a supply closet of the ship, he stuffed whatever he could find into his satchel. He had a glowing stick held in his mouth so he could see in the darkness, but that was an unnecessary tool the second the closet door swung open. Well. So much for undetected. 

Dropping the stick out of his mouth, Casper turned and peered up at the other, forcing the most innocent smile he could, his golden eyes glowng for a mere few seconds.

“…. Would you believe me if I said that I’m a mechanic that’s here to fix this part of the ship?”

[justrpmemesandmusings]

Pssttt, I’m bored. Send my muse anons about anything you’ve ever wondered about them or the people in their life.

[mxnstrosity]

I’m gonna hop offline and head to bed because of the con tomorrow.

But go ahead and like this if you want to plot!! I’ll message you when I wake up.

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Starter call for my Star Wars verse!

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