#cthulhi

[hometoursandotherstuff]

[marble-writes]

How about a silly Cthulhi AU scenario where Risotto is browsing YouTube because human videos are funny, when he comes across videos of the Chocolate Man making his ridiculous creations and he shares the joy with Nacre 🍫 ✨

This ask is just a giant inside joke lmao

Risotto browses youtube because he doesn't really have anything better to do, the thumbnail of a sculpture of a kraken attacking a ship catches his eye and when he clicks the video his entire world implodes on itself.

What he thought was a regular sculpture is in fact all chocolate, and, while Cthulhi cannot stomach large amounts of chocolate, Risotto can appreciate the art form. He's maybe appreciating it a little too much because his tail wagging is threatening to knock over the furniture.

"Papa you're going to knock over the TV and other Papa's gonna be mad." Nacre says as she walks into the living room.

"Nacre! Nacre come here and look at this!"

Risotto shows Nacre a magical video of the man making a chocolate giraffe and Nacres eyes widen with joy. "Oh hey it's Chocolate Guy!" She exclaims.

"You know of this chocolatiering wizard?"

"Yeah! A few years ago some Cthulhi tapped into the internet cables that the humans run along the ocean floor and we got youtube!" Nacre explains, "Although we only get the Chocolate Guys channel, but that doesn't matter because everyone in R'yleh loves him!"

"Oh I see..." Risotto did not know that, he hasn't been to R'yleh in a while.

"Yeah, whenever he drops a new video everyone goes insane and there's like a massive watch party to celebrate!" Nacre says reminiscing, "Those were always so much fun."

"That does not surprise me, his skills and videos are very magical." Risotto says with a nod.

"Oh, click on that video I haven't seen that one yet!" Nacre says pointing to the video with a thumbnail of a chocolate Pterodactyl.

Father and daughter both watch the video in awe at chocolate mans skills and magical chocolatiering abilities, and when the video ends they both sigh in unison. "I wish I could eat chocolate..."

[lordmarble]

Anyway here’s a comprehensive post on Cthulhi, compiling most of the lore I have for them! More posts coming in the future.

[theschneckenhouse]

Normally I would say, "Hey! I have a new baby!" But in this case, I've rather adopted a Mama. Allow me to introduce you to Fréy'hera, or Freya for short. She's a Colossal Squid Cthulhi and um... big... maybe I'll do a size comparison between my adopted Cthulhis.

Thank you @lordmarble for letting me adopt her from you 💕

[botslayer]

Octodad: Not-so-dark theory

From top to bottom, Octodad looks like a fairly innocent game, A simple story about an Octopus trying to survive in suburbia. But, through subtle hints and references, and inconsistencies with that premise, it is revealed that Octodad is no mere cephalopod. He is, in fact, something far more horrifying, on paper at least... What do I mean?

Octodad is not, in truth, an Octopus, He's a Cthulhi. For those not familiar with the works of H.P. Lovecraft, Cthulhi are also called "The Starspawn of Cthulhu" and "Xothians," and are a race that looks like Cthulhu who's true origins, as with everything in the Cthulhu mythos, are debatable and vague as sin, the only things known for a fact are that they look like Cthulhu (Or, in their first appearance, like Octopi), worship him, followed him from their home dimension/universe into ours, and then perished en masse while what remained of them went into a death-like sleep, same as Cthulhu.

Now, Star Spawn aren't often seen in the works of Lovecraft, but they do have a sliver of popularity in the fandom. Not as big (in the popularity sense) as Deep Ones, but not as unknown as the humble Penguins of Leng. Now, again, it's worth noting that common interpretations of Star Spawn are basically baby Cthulhus, just tiny versions of their dark and malevolent master, but to start with, they were described as "a land race of beings shaped like octopi and probably corresponding to the fabulous pre-human spawn of Cthulhu," in the story "At the Mountains of Madness." 

Octodad highly RESEMBLES an octopus, but with some interesting tweaks. Namely: His eyes, two of his Tentacles, and something we'll talk about in just a minute. But let's talk about Octodad's anatomy when compared to another octopus, namely, the one in the "Wold of kelp" at the Aquarium.

Now, this is Octopus is a giant, climbable sculpture one might see at a water park, so in a technical sense, some liberties could have been taken with its anatomy, but it looks semi-accurate to real octopi, down to the slit-like pupils and the tentacles all being at roughly the same spot despite them spreading out for kids to climb on. Now, if you pay attention, a patron of the Aquarium will note that the "World of kelp" was something else before it was the world of kelp, though they THINK it was "Squids or something" before. Based on how the section played out, I have to believe the whole affair was either cephalopods in general given how many bases of just kelp they went over, or just Octopi because HOLY CRAP there are lots of octopi out there. Failing that, I don't think the statue was a squid to begin with, the eyes are far too forward on the head, what can be seen of the tentacles makes them all look the same, and most species of squid have circular pupils and irises, not slits/rectangles. 

Octodad, in contrast to the sculpture, has vertically ovular pupils, far rounder than the slits on the larger statue, on top of that, his eyes take up a slightly larger portion of his head. Then we take a look at Octodad's tentacles, namely the two that form his mustache. These two tentacles are set away from the other six in a way that makes no real anatomical sense for an octopus. Not to mention that the two are preposterously shorter than the others, it's less like another pair of tendrils and more like a strange growth coming out of the middle of his head. Moving on from that, there's also a certain disparity with his other limbs, his "arms" are shorter than his "legs" when he stands, however, when he enters water, his limbs, save for his mustache, are all of equal length, this strange effect carries over to when he's buck-ass naked, so no, he isn't just scrunching two up while he's in the suit... Speaking of naked octodad:

What the hell is that THING in the midst of his tentacles? It's a lighter color than the others, he's still using two tentacles per leg, one per arm, and his mustache is basically vestigial. Octodad's anatomy makes no fucking sense unless you consider the idea that he has some level of shapeshifting power... and wouldn't you know it, Cthulhi have just that. To what end is a little shakey, as with most things in the Lovecraft universe, but still.

Also worth noting is the church Octodad got married at, a Church dedicated, at least partly, to Cthulhu himself. Now, we only see one window with any kind of figure on it, Cthulhu, wereas the others are all decked out with a strange symbol, as are a few paintings lining the walls of it. These paintings may be of religious significance to the practitioners of this particular faith, but a lot of it looks like some minimalist "If you get it you get it" kind of stuff, and then one is literally a crayon drawing of a child with a smiling balloon. The last vaguely Lovecraftian thing in the church is the treasure chest Octodad gets his wife's ring from, all the coins within have a squid/cuttlefish-like creature printed on them, In the story "Shadow over Innsmouth," the people of a town called "Innsmouth" start breeding with fish people. They did it specifically for the undersea gold the fish people (called Deep Ones) give out for the service. Deep Ones worship multiple gods, cheif among them are their great parents, Mother Hydra and Father Dagon, though worship of Cthulhu isn't against their laws or anything. 

The game takes a break from the hints of Eldrich horror while the family is at home, though it is worth noting that we don't REALLY know where Octodad's children came from. Hell, the game makes a joke about it at the end, Tommy asks, plain as day, "If dad's an octopus... Then where did me and Stacy come from?" While his parents laugh the question off, it has a few possible answers: The two of them (Or just Tommy) are leftover from a failed relationship/marriage Scarlet was a part of before Octodad came in, the two (Or just Tommy) are adopted, or, in a manner not dissimilar to deep ones, Cthulhi may just be able to breed with humans in this universe. 

Now, I say Tommy may be adopted/Not Octodad's specifically because Stacy says something concerning in the "Deep sea" exhibit at the Aquarium. She apparently has dreams wherein a deep, dark spot in the ocean seems to call to her. This turns out to be a sea horse ranch. Cute as that is, dreams are a recurrent theme in Lovecraft's work, sometimes compelling people into the service of Great old ones like Gla'aki, for example. Or there was that one story when a guy met Yog-Sothoth, the omniscient and omnipresent god of the universe just because he dreamed that deeply. Also "The Dreamlands" are a place in Lovecraft's fiction. I could keep going down that rabbit hole, but I'm lazy and I think that point is made.

There is also another reference (Possibly) to "Shadow over Innsmouth" and "Dagon" with the character of Chef Fujimoto. Now, Fujimoto himself is not a reference to anything in particular, but his backstory has some Lovecrafty bits. Namely, Fujimoto was once a soldier (Dagon) who cut open a combatant. Instead of human guts, "Piles of fish" were inside. (Shadow over Innsmouth.) This one might be a little more of a stretch but remember that Fujimoto is OBSESSED with Octodad and believes very firmly that there are fish people everywhere. ("Why is everyone fish!?") There are several Lovecraftian stories where the character feels he is being pursued or is surrounded in some way. Call of Cthulhu ends with one of the characters feeling that the cult is gunning for him, partly because some dude looked at him funny, and Dagon ended with the main character fearing that a servent of Dagon was coming up his stairs after him, so he threw himself out a window. The crippling paranoia experienced by Fujimoto is another hint that SOMETHING Eldrich is happening in the universe of Octodad. 

Also worth noting is that a magazine entitled "Inquisitor" can be found at Gervason's, Octodad is on the cover, and they think he's an alien. Which begs the question: Why is it that most humans will let an obviously strange man do things without much concern at all? Hell, there are three lines present in both the main game and one of the extra shorts that imply EVERYONE sees something is wrong with Octodad. And I quote/paraphrase:

"I thought he was a lawyer?" "He's slimy enough to be one."

"Is it just me or did the captain look jigglier than usual?"

"Hmmm, I don't see a blurblerulb on the list." 

These lines imply on some level that people recognize SOMETHING is wrong or different with Octodad but they don't carry the thought far enough to do anything with it... Unless perhaps at a distance, hence that cover of “Inquisitor.” 

Another thing that tends to happen in Lovecraftian horror is the mind not making proper sense of things. For example: Canonically in the mythos, the image of Cthulhu mankind sees, humanoid body, octopus head, draconic wings, etc, is not what he really looks like, it's just our perception of Cthulhu because our minds aren't equipped to comprehend the real deal. Looking too long at just what we can see of Cthulhu will unravel your mind, causing both insanity and death if exposed even longer. I think that's part of Octodad's effect. When he's dressed, the humans around him perceive what their mind makes sense of. He's in a shirt and pants, therefore he is appropriately dressed as a human, therefore their minds SEE a human even if he's not QUITE right. We see, rather obviously, that he doesn't have human hands, he has tentacles with suckers, but Scarlet refers to it as a "Hand" still, this implies she and others see his appendages as hands or feet when he's disguised or doing something "Human enough." Only really undone if he's naked or does too many strange or seemingly malicious things like accidentally smack someone with a bag of doughnuts.

This is why you can get away with randomly dragging things across the floor, their minds are telling them something is a little off, but their ability to perceive might be telling them he's just got a medical condition or something. It's nothing to judge him for, he's just got a disability. 

So at the end of that trail, what are we left with? Octodad as a Xothian/Deep one hybrid? Does that fundamentally change the game's story? Does this mean Octodad is a dark horror from beyond? Does he secretly seek to kill and maim and destroy all the things we hold dear? Will he one day help awaken Cthulhu and usher in the new age of the great old ones? No. See, Octodad, despite his horrifying inspirations, is a benevolent creature. He "blubs with a love for all mankind" in the ending for Dadliest Catch. He still obviously loves and cares for his family, whether they know his secret or not. He's just an alien from another dimension... or at least he has ancestry from another dimension. 

Now, why is that? I've got two little ideas for that: It's an often found interpretation that most of the original writings of Lovecraft focus on the idea that "It is different, therefore it is bad." Xenophobia of an extremely high sort. Mind you, I often find this interpretation lacking, but we can probably discuss that later. I feel Octodad may be a natural extrapolation of the idea that it isn't bad because it's different, in fact, Octodad, despite keeping a secret, is an all-around "good" guy. Upstanding, moral, all that garbage, he just happens to be non-human.  Something supporting this being a running theme is the scene with the Snugglefish. For those who have yet to play Dadliest catch, a section of the game takes place when the power in part of the Aquarium goes partially out. During this event, Octodad and Stacy come upon a large sculpture of a creature called a “Snugglefish.” which is covered by the dark. We shine lights at the supposedly malevolent creature, complete with monstrous teeth and evil red eyes, partially with the intent to “Blind it” despite the fact that its obviously a statue. That whole section up to then is nothing but fumbling in the dark, looking at the strange and some might say “alien” life living in the deep ocean, you can also learn some stuff about them if you pay attention.  The whole thing ends when you fully light up the spots on the statue, revealing it to BE a Snuggle fish as opposed to some giant monster. As a result of revealing this, Stacy’s fears of it go right out and she feels she understands the creature better, as with most things, learning and understanding quiet one’s fears. when we learn what something is, we stop seeing it as an immediate threat is the take away from that section, I think, which is, again, I’d say, a call to Lovecraft's writings and his fear of that which was different and unknown and how it’s so easily thrown out with just a LITTLE understanding.

Another plausible explanation for Octodad’s kindness may be that Octodad is not a Star Spawn of Cthulhu, but of Kthanid. Kthanid is not an original creation of H.P. Lovecraft, but a bloke by the name of "Brian Lumley." Lumley's creation is the brother of Cthulhu, and is considered the main reason Cthulhu is sealed away these days. Kthanid is said to look almost exactly like Cthulhu but to have "Golden eyes that radiate peace." He's a loving, benevolent "Elder God" that wants the best for not just Humanity, but for all things. It would logically follow that if a creature dedicated itself to Kthanid, or was one of his spawn, it would be at least mostly as loving and kind. So, if Octodad, or "blurblerulb" if you prefer, was a purely hypothetical Kthani instead of Cthulhi, his disposition may well fit within the actual mythos.

So, what do y'all think? Does this theory hold water? Or does it sink harder than Cthulhu going back down for a nap?

[obakewashinanai]

My submission for the forthcoming APEP Publications zine, theme of Star Spawn. Check out APEP’s awesome back catalogue.

[marble-writes]

For the 5 Cthulhi!Risotto fans out there 🤍🖤❤️

[marble-writes]

how about an nsfw selkie au scenario where prosciutto makes good use of the kinky bed in their hotel room and ties himself up, spread and vulnerable all for risotto to use 😈

BIG TENTACLE MONSTER FUCKS CUTE BLOND ROPE BUNNY TWINK (MERRY CHRISTMAS) (DECK THE HALLS AND STUFF THE STOCKINGS) 

Tags: Trans male character, heat cycles, breeding kink, bondage, gags, tentacles, overstimulation, double penetration, vaginal sex, multiple orgasms, creampies, liiittle bit of blood, as a treat <3

Monster fucking under the cut!

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Normally when Prosciutto wants to get ready for Risotto like this, he waits for Risotto to leave for the cafeteria and surprises him. But today is different— Risotto requested that he watch Prosciutto restrain himself.

Keep it simple— leather cuffs and chains. Ropes take too long and Risotto would pounce on Prosciutto before he’s finished. Risotto has pulled up a chair at the end of the bed, tail curled around its legs, leaning forward with his head resting in his palm. Watching, as Prosciutto cuffs his ankles to the corners of the canopy bed.

“So~,” Prosciutto coos and twirls a ring gag around his fingers, “Before I gag myself I have to ask, what else do you want to do to me besides fuck me silly?”

Risotto, in the middle of his Eldritch monster heat, has to think about this. He tries to come up with an answer other than just fucking, which he was earnestly planning to do. “…breed you.” He blankly answers.

Prosciutto snorts. “Good! Because I need it, bad.” His voice drops low, sultry. He glides his fingers over his glistening folds, “And you’ll help me out with that very soon.~”

Risotto’s tail thumps on the floor, and if we were wearing pants right now, his erections might’ve ripped them.

Prosciutto gives him a wink as he pops the gag into his mouth, lays back, and finishing cuffing his wrists to the bed. The last one is a bit of a hassle with nothing but one hand to work with, but he manages. He flexes his shoulders a bit and relaxes into the sheets, waiting.

Risotto’s familiar, clawed hand glides up Prosciutto’s inner thigh, already the blond trembles at the contact. His cunt trembles when Risotto drags a knuckle up his folds, teasing his hole with a light push.

Risotto is deliberately holding back, Prosciutto can tell. The scent of the Cthulhi’s heat is unbearable, and while Prosciutto is only in the early stages of his own, Risotto could easily kick it off to its peak. Perhaps that’s what Risotto wants, for both of them to fuck when they’re at their best to breed.

Prosciutto would LOVE that. But he grows impatient, his hormones getting the best of him. He groans around the gag and bucks his hips up. He wants to hook his legs around Risotto’s shoulders and shove his head into his groin, then he remembers that he tied himself up.

“Easy, gattino~” Risotto purrs, “I wish to savor every moment of this, to devour you whole…~”

Sliding his hands up Prosciutto’s sides, Risotto ducks his head between his legs. He gets straight to business, starting right off with two tentacles sliding into his beloved. Prosciutto keens at being filled up so suddenly, tightening up around the appendages. The tentacles curl and twist inside of him, bundling up at his core.

A third tentacle already pushes inside, and Risotto’s fourth slides up Prosciutto’s sopping folds, sticking to his cock. His back arches off the bed, thighs trembling.

The sucker latched onto his cock circles around, a few rounds and Prosciutto is unabashedly coming. He practically creams around Risotto’s tentacles, gushing out sweet juices that the Cthulhi savors every drop of. Prosciutto rocks his hips into Risotto’s face, and the bed frame rattles from his legs trying to wrap around the Cthulhi’s shoulders. Of course, Risotto doesn’t stop there.

The taste of Prosciutto makes the Cthulhi purr lowly. He continues to fuck Prosciutto out with his tentacles, thoroughly. Buzzed out from his first orgasm, and moreso with Risotto purring, Prosciutto squirms and moans from the overstimulation.

Risotto’s claws lightly drag down Prosciutto’s sides, causing the Kelpie to whine. He feels lightheaded, and when the tentacles thrust together as one, Prosciutto’s body reacts deliciously. All at once he jolts, the bed frame and chains rattling once more.

“Mmm… I should properly breed you now, yes?”

“Mhmmm~~” Prosciutto whines. He spreads his legs wider than necessary. He might just be showing off his flexibility.

Risotto crawls over his lover, pupils blown up and focused on him. Prosciutto wiggles his hips, “Hmmm mhm~” And sticks his tongue out of the ring gag. A nice invitation.

Risotto slides a tentacle into Prosciutto’s mouth and lets him have a taste of his own juices. He knows how much Prosciutto loves that, as the blond desperately laps at the appendages. His eyes roll back at the sweet saltiness, it’s no wonder why Risotto loves eating him out.

Risotto lifts Prosciutto’s hips. Before he penetrates, he asks despite knowing the answer: “One or two?”

Prosciutto holds up two fingers with a moan, of course.

Risotto growls and slams both of his cocks in Prosciutto’s cunt. The blond lets out a loud, long moan in a sheer bliss. Risotto hugs him, pulling their bodies close, purring at the tight and wet warmth he adores so much. 

He lets loose now, snarling and thrusting into Prosciutto like a glorified cocksleeve he is. His claws dig into Prosciutto’s hips, the pain just makes him moan and wiggle his hips once more. Risotto digs them in a touch more, the pop of skin beneath them would make him worry if they weren’t both in heat. Prosciutto moans wantonly, sucking and swallowing at the tentacle in his mouth. He twitches around Risotto-- the pain must’ve made him come. 

Now putty beneath Risotto, Prosciutto falls limp, still moaning, still sucking on the tentacle. Risotto slips it out of Prosciutto’s mouth to let him catch his breath, but Prosciutto just sticks his tongue back out with a whine. Risotto purrs and obliges, letting his beloved lick his tentacles clean one by one. 

Risotto grunts, his hips stutter when Prosciutto comes once more, walls clenching around his throbbing cocks. A few more hard thrusts and Risotto clutches Prosciutto, pumping him full of his seed. Prosciutto can only exhale sharply through his nose as his insides are painted white, stuffed full of his boyfriend’s cum. 

Risotto stops to relish the moment; Prosciutto whining softly beneath him, tied up all for him, warm and ready, like a Christmas pie straight out of the oven. A creampie, even. He chuckles to himself at his own dumb joke despite his mind being clouded in his heat.

“Mm...?” Prosciutto questions, eyelashes fluttering. He rolls his lips weakly, wondering why he’s stopped. 

“Oh, nothing.” Risotto purrs, starting up his thrusting again. “Where were we~?” 

Risotto uses Prosciutto to both their heart’s content, just as they always do.~