Not to sound pretentious or anything, but Tim Curry's Pennywise felt more... metaphysical!
- @wired-for-weird, just now, frustrated by the clown movie
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Not to sound pretentious or anything, but Tim Curry's Pennywise felt more... metaphysical!
- @wired-for-weird, just now, frustrated by the clown movie
gotta, say, tentacles have probably be one of my big faves on a monster just because of their sheer versatility
unlimited length? check
variable width? check
potential for fun textures? check
extremely flexible? check
multiple limbs to hold you and/or enter various holes? check
built-in bondage? check
implications that the monster(/s) is either far bigger than you or has a shifting form and can and will use it to almost engulf you? check
just
a lot of potential fun to be had
it's nice to imagine getting fucked by a huge monster, them grabbing you around the waist with one hand, claws digging in as they pull you onto their cock just a little bit further than your body can manage comfortably, them kissing you long and deep enough that you're choking on their tongue as it reaches down your throat
i do not know the one book about dragonology actually, what was it? (also yes, good choice, dragons very good)
Congrats, Anon! You get to be one of today's lucky 10,000!
I'm talking about this big ol' book right here:
It was part of a series of books that were mostly epistolary (i.e. written as journal entries) in style, and ranged from semi-historical subjects such as Egyptology and Piratology, to fictional stuff like Wizardology and Monsterology, with a handful of modern-day stuff as well like Oceanology and Spyology!
(My brother got the Spyology one for his birthday one year and I was so goddamn jealous, and frankly read it more than he ever did)
They were massive and chunky books, with lots of little fold-out sections and extra notes in paper pockets, and gorgeous illustrations as you can see above. You'll still spot them in the kids sections of bookstores and libraries a lot of the time, as they make for excellent display books, even if they're... oh gods, they're nearly 20 years old now, I feel old....
But yeah! They're very pretty and very fun books, had plastic gemstones on the covers, and were exactly the sort of thing child-me (and adult-me, tbh) gravitated towards in bookstores
there's not nearly enough monster content out there for monsters with more than one pair of arms
this is a travesty
thinking about...
being taken care of by my monstrous partner on a bad pain day
them using their many arms to carefully undress me when my limbs aren't moving right, giving me the best head scritches with their claws to help distract me, taking advantage of their large body to shield me from right lights when a migraine hits
and, of course, getting to gently curl around me when I'm finally settled in bed and exhausted, pushing my legs apart just enough to slip inside me as deep as they can go, not even really moving other than idly because they know that I love getting to be this close, I love getting to be this filled, I love getting to be their cockwarmer as they snuggle into me and take a little payment for how much they've helped me today
and hey, sex is free pain relief
yes I'm ace as hell yes I want to be fucked by a giant monster, we exist
does he... [p̴̢͓̻̱̣͈̰̖͂͋̒́͆ṟ̷̼̭̟̘̻̖̫̰̤͎̩̦͆̔̉̀̾̊̀̅̀̓͑̽̒̑́͘͝͠i̴̢̯͙̽̈́͋̏́̈́͒̿̿͂̕m̸̢̨̻̻͇̗͚͉͓̙̤̫͖̓̉̇̀̂͌̂́̔̌̋͒̚a̴͙̟̺̋̅̓̌̆̓́̏̉͋͊̓̃͂͝͠ļ̷̡̨̛̤͇͕̣̠̖̪̙̮̣̪̫̮͙̼̮͒̊̀͐̓̆̐ͅ ̷̨̧͓͓̫̻̬͙̥̹͓̳͍͈̼̦͒͆̇̔̉̒͗̓̈͋̀̍̀̅̚̕͝s̴̊͋͂̈́͋̓̑̍͗͜ċ̴̨̲̖̰̦͔̩͓̙̗̕ŕ̷͔͚͈͚̳̈́̽̆̚ę̴̨̤̘̦̲̙͚̖͉̙̩̻̳͚̜͙͓̐̈́͆͜͠ę̵̣̦͔̯̲̮̬̠̩̼̭͉̘̱̥̫̫̜̟͋̈́̉̈́̀̂̋̏̎̒̊̄̉c̷̳͇̟̲͛́̔͑́͋̇͐͛͐̓̔͝h̸͍̳̀̑̈́͑̎͛̅̒̅́̋͛̒̽͘] ...you know
If he doesn't already then I'll make him [̶̞̰̬̳̤͔͎̖̲̤̗̯̭̊͂̆ͮ͐̊̋ͥ̔̀̚͢͡ͅs͚͇̹̯͉̣̖̳̙̘͉͇̥͚͕̞̗̬ͮ͋ͥ͢͝͡ċ̨̑̈́ͧ̊͛̄͊ͬ̒́̀̕͏͈̜͎̹̩̣̰̪̬̠̖̠̯̥r̷ͥͩ̊ͭ̾̈́ͩ͏͉̬̼͕̳̥̥̪̞e̶̟̫̜̯̩̯̙̾ͦͣ̊̇͛̒e̶̸̢͙̼̪̻̗̼͓̦͍̥ͯͤ̐ͮ̔̃̅̽̊̾͊ͪͣ͛ͫ͘c̶͉̼̝̗̝͉̯̽͂̏ͣ̀̎͆̔͛̓͊ͧ͗̉̔ͮ̍̀̚̕͘hͧͭ̐̂ͪ͊ͤ̂ͦ̄͆͊̈́̒̓̒͛҉̛̳͓̹̜̗̻̙̟̠͡]̫̦͍̻͖̺̱̪̠̹̟̳̭̘͎͇̅̾̍̃͑͊ͭͩ̇͊ͫ̿̔̏ͪ͑ͮ̚̕ myself