#monsterween 2025

[madwomanwithawarehouse]

MonsterWeen Series: h2o trio as true sirens, luring humans to their watery graves

[trombonechurchill]

trick or treat!! :3

This.. this one might be a trick hmmmmm a snippet from a spooky mystery project for you 😈

“Do you remember dying?” Tommy played with his fingers, the idle intimacy of skin on skin, or maybe checking to see if his fingerprints still felt the same, the same drags and whorls pressed into quiet places.

“Which time?” Buck thinks he- this body- has been waiting to die for a long time. Like greeting an old friend, a soft place to land where he could finally go from no good to good enough if enough people were saved. If his last act could be doing a good job. To make it worth it.

In the end really, Buck just hadn’t wanted to make anyone sad.

Tommy huffed, though Buck didn’t think he found it all that funny.  Buck could feel the exhale against against his neck, the expansion of ribs where they were pressed together, two parentheses in the quiet of a night so late it was early. He shrugged.

“The last time,” Tommy said quietly. 

[trombonechurchill]

I'm so glad we're all being normal about the monsterfucking this fine All Hallows Eve

[trombonechurchill]

trick or treat! 😘

Hallo happyween! I got you sommmee selkie!Tommy 💜

Tommy's still watching him closely, eyes wide even if his mouth is set in a neutral line. It's a level of scrutiny Buck's not sure he understands. Or deserves. He can't help but duck his head, feeling sheepish as he levies the pelt back towards Tommy again.

"You-You don't have to, I just thought it'd be cool to see. If you were feeling better and all. And wanted to," Buck says, thumbs brushing idly over of the smooth fur of the pelt in his hands.

Tommy's eyes fall to the movement too and it seems to break him of whatever mental stalemate he was in. He smiles, and it's beautiful, but it doesn't quite meet his eyes. Before Buck can begin to puzzle the reaction more however, Tommy's already reaching for the pelt, pressing Buck's hands into the thick fur in a quick clasp before he slips it out gently out between Buck's fingers.

"I'd be happy to."

Buck physically swallows down his eagerness as Tommy takes a step back, his hands smoothing down the edges of the pelt before he swings it over his shoulders in one smooth movement. Buck doesn't know how he ever could have missed the pelt for what it was; a part of Tommy, natural and seamless in his hands as it settles over his skin.

It's heavy in a way that doesn't seem possible, the brown and freckled grey shimmering in the sunlight as it drapes along the thick lines of Tommy's body. It's like a ripple, the tide coming in and out like a breath. Between one blink and the next, the line between pelt and freckled skin has already started to blur and Buck straightens to attention, breath caught in his throat at the liquid twist and shake of Tommy's body as he simply eases himself forward, down to the ground.

One second later where there was man, now there is seal.

"No way," Buck breathes, stumbling forward and down onto his knees on the rocky shore. He hovers his hands over Tommy's head, only barely catching himself in time to head off the urge to splay his fingers over Tommy's speckled skin. Tommy surveys him with impossibly large, round eyes, deep and dark, before giving a loud snort that has Buck giddy and laughing and shoving his head up into Buck's eager palms.

[trombonechurchill]

trick or treat! 🎃🍬🕸️🦇👻🐺💖

~@wee-fuckin-woo :]

🖤hii dylan. A lil more selkie!Tommy here, not that you can tell much but we can have a lil domestic seal fluff between the horny right. (full transparency this bit is Not Finished but sh)

"I think I saw they debunked that it has any real effect on you but I still think it's a bad idea to go shopping on an empty stomach," Buck says, holding the cafe door open for Tommy who steps in with a curious sniff.

"Who's they?" He asks, hovering near the entrance and filing in after Buck as he leads the way over to his favorite table, one with a great view of the bay where the ferry comes in.

"What?"

"Who's the they who debunked whatever," Tommy says, rolling his hand as he takes a seat across from Buck.

"Oh uh, I dunno, scientists I guess? People on the internet- Oh I could actually look that up now, there's a decent signal in town-" Buck starts, grabbing his phone and only fumbling it for a moment when Tommy gently hooks their ankles together under the table, fond smile curled on his face.

They manage to make it through a pair of sandwiches and sodas (the bubbles of which seem to delight Tommy to no end even if he later declares it much too sweet), and Tiff weasels them into staying for dessert.

Tommy orders a cheesecake, absolutely delighted and baffled at the name alone and needing to see it despite Buck's insistence that the key lie pie is where it's at. Naturally, Tommy tries to steal some of his after devouring his dessert much like all the food Buck's seen him with so far.

"Uh uh uh, not my fault you went for the sub-lime dessert, no." Buck swats his hand away, squawking out a laugh as Tommy changes tactics and circles a hand around his wrist, pulling Buck's hand towards his face as he tries to commandeer the fork entirely.

[trombonechurchill]

trick or treat! 🦇

Tuvaaaa happy ween! I have some more 2Tommy2Human for you, continuing on from the exchange where Buck tries to convince grumpy vampire!Tommy to get a smart phone. For Reasons.

"Well…" Tommy swallows. Shifts. "It'd be an awfully one sided exchange," he says, which, what else is new with. This. Whatever this thing is Evan's letting transpire between them. It would be just like Tommy to let Evan give him even more of himself with nothing else to show for it. "I don't even know if I show up on camera."

"You don't- How do you not- Wait why wouldn't you?" Tommy almost laughs as the change in gear, Evan pushing himself up all elbows and knees some where he'd slouched low earlier, ears perked and interest piqued as it always is around Tommy. It'd be flattering if Tommy still had an ego to stoke about it. Evan's attention is a flittering thing, bright and all consuming, but Tommy reminds himself it's temporary. It's always temporary.

"I never used to, silver in the film and all," Tommy says with a sigh, retracting his hand from Evan's knee. Evan barely notices, already reaching for his own phone.

"Oh, well, that shouldn't be a problem with digital photos, no film, no silver," he says brightly, flipping the screen and tugging Tommy against his shoulder. "See?" Evan holds up his phone, screen pointed towards them both, and Tommy has enough time to peer at it quizzically before Evan taps the screen and yanks it back down.

Evan's laugh as he taps at the screen some more is bright, fizzing under Tommy's skin. They're still pressed together and Tommy can't help the way his fingers drift to rest on Evan's wrist, feeling the lively, happy beat of his pulse there as Evan stuffs the damn smart phone back under Tommy's nose.

Tommy's breath catches again, because that's him. That's his face, looking back at him.

[trombonechurchill]

trick or treat -sawtraptommy

Eef hello! @sawtraptommy Using you guys as an excuse to unload all my monsterfucking snippets on you so here some uh. Frog!Buck. yay 🐸

Evan's skin is damp when Tommy fits his hands to it, dewy in a way that's almost sticky. It'd be distracting if he wasn't more occupied with the wet drag of lips against his mouth. What Evan lacks in experience he makes up for in enthusiasm to be sure. There's the pressure of teeth, Evan's head chasing after Tommy's as they both shift, trying to find the best angle. It's an all out assault and Tommy can barely think past the pressure and glide, Evan's long, wide fingers, gripping at the collar of his jumpsuit, digging into his hair.

Tommy takes a harsh breath through his nose, not ready to pull away yet. He's not even sure if Evan needs to breathe that much when he's out of the water, he doesn't seem to show any indicator of needing to stop yet, and Tommy doesn't think he could make himself pull away anyway.

The slide of tongue against his lips isn't a surprise. Tommy's seen Evan's tongue before. The long, pink coil of it. Would be lying if he hadn't thought about exactly this scenario the first time Evan let the full, tantalizing length of it slip past green tinged lips.

It's easy enough to open his mouth to it, tightening his hands against Evan's arms as Evan lets out a pleased little chirp and shuffles even closer. Evan's tongue is as curious as Evan himself is, swiping over his lips, before chasing the wet heat of Tommy's mouth, his teeth, wrapping around his own tongue with gentle strokes as if to say hello.

Tommy's brain starts to static out at the sensation of it, as it seems to just keep coming, filling his mouth with the impossible length of it till it's brushing the back of his teeth and teasing the flutter of Tommy's throat. Spit is pooling in his mouth, starting to drip and run at the corner of Tommy's lips, and at this point he's not sure if it's more his or Evan's as Evan's tongue slides further into the back of his mouth.

[madwomanwithawarehouse]

MonsterWeen Series: Adam Parrish as a werewolf transformed by Cabeswater