#slime submas

[antidotesprout]

Monsterfuckerween Day 15: Slime Submas

Woo! Sorry this is a bit late, busy day with family stuff yesterday and today but I had a lot of fun with these!

You can fully blame Inque from Batman Beyond for frying my brain at an early age in regards to Slime. And cores because I like that concept 🤌

Shout out to @it-ezz-what-it-ezz for the top tier suggestion

[nc-eikin]

Normal Slimes VS Subway Slimes!

They fit in the palm of your hand and give like 10 EXP!

Put more than eight of one kind together and they might mutate into a King Slime. We wouldn't want that to happen, do we?

[dragonanon]

Oh! The slimes had a little growth spurt! But they’re still pretty small, don’t you think?

[nc-eikin]

Boop enjoy! 🦉

YOU DREW THE BABIES AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

THANK YOUUUUUUUUU

[nc-eikin]

RPG Dungeon Slimemas Headcanons

NSFW 18+ Minors DNI

Loosely based on @antidotesprout's Slime Submas ideas. I'm treating this as a rough blueprint if I ever want to revisit this in the future as a full, proper fanfic.

Don't mind me mashing this up with some classic self-indulgent JRPG/DnD tropes and monstergirls because I'm a filthy whore with no fucking self-control.

🗡️🛡️🪄

You are a high-ranking Mercenary of the Nimbus Nine Guild that heralds over the kingdom of Nimbasa. You are considered a Silver Rank of your choice of class (Warrior, Rogue, Mage, etc.).

The entire world is currently under the threat of a great Overlord Succubus - whose evil forces has influenced various creatures and monsters.

Because you are experienced, you tend to lean to Dungeon Sweeping. When an area is swarmed with certain types of monsters, it is deemed a Dungeon and requires cleansing. Normally these quests require a party of three or four people.

You decided to revisit an easy Dungeon to test out some new gear and went alone. It is an abandoned mining facility with old tracks and mine carts, filled with mole rats and slime.

You don't really pay attention to the low-levelled monsters. They are not worth your time. A few slimes trickle onto your armor but you'd just pluck them off and toss them away.

Once you've reached a level in the mines where goblins and kobolds appeared, you got to work.

It's not until you noticed a group of goblins crowding around something. You scare them off with a wave of your choice weapon to find a tiny albino colored slime. It looks like a blob with a smiley face.

Slimes normally come in blue, red or green so this was an interesting find. However, you did not have any monster capturing equipment on your person so you just ignore it and continue on.

It starts to follow you.

You'd pause once in a while to shoo it away, but it continues to go after you.

You hardly notice the second slime that joins it from the shadows, black as ink. This one wore the tiniest frown.

Your walk quickens to a jog then to a full sprint just to shake the rogue slimes off of you. Usually the more monsters concentrate in an area, the more likely they attract the attention of other monsters.

Your worries were confirmed when you are confronted by a band of Greater Goblins - most likely alerted from that group of unruly smaller goblins you scared off earlier.

Normally Greater Goblins are easy to take down, but there's a whole group of them against you.

You struggle to dodge and make solid hits on these stronger and smarter gobbos. All the while, the two slimes behind you are joined by more and more small monochrome slimes. You feared they might form a bulkier high-levelled slime monster - a King Slime. Since there's two different colors, you'll have to deal with two plus this group of Greater Goblins. You will be outnumbered. You will die. Your only hope was to mow down enough goblins and run away, but you're too slow.

The ever-growing pile of slimes finally bloated and form into two separate masses. You accept that your fate has been sealed, because not only did the slime creatures have a unique discoloration and rarity - their King Slime forms were Humanoid shape. They had intelligence and were under a stronger influence under the Overlord Succubus. They were ten times as dangerous. You will suffer a fate worse than death.

You fell to the ground after a critical hit, and your weapon was kicked away from one of the armored goblins who leered their way toward you to bring you the final blow.

Instead, the two slime monsters engulf the goblins in their viscous tsunami, dragging them back like ocean waves back inside their body before dissolving them as if their mass were made of stomach acid.

While they were busy, you try to crawl away to make your escape. Instead, you feel a wet and sticky tendril wrap around your ankle and yank you backwards. Your life flashes before your eyes.

Emmet, the slime in white, is the one that caught you. He just wanted to thank you for your help earlier! Technically he didn't need it. One droplet of his slime didn't matter if it got squashed (by human or monster) and actually it was a common occurrence, but he was grateful for your thoughtfulness.

Ingo, the slime in black, also wanted to thank you on behalf of his brother. You seem like a very strong and kind human, very unlike the low-levelled ones that visit their Dungeon. You were nice to all the slimes actually, which was even better!

Wait - why are you looking at them like that? Why are you struggling so much?

And why do you smell delicious..?

The Overlord Succubus's influence grants monsters several things - greater strength, greater intelligence and an unexplainable hunger for carnal human pleasure.

The slime brothers so far have relied on a consistent diet of lesser monsters, berries and small animals. Not realizing that they need a healthy dose of human sweat, saliva and slick.

They've never held a human this close for this long before. You've been dangling uselessly by the ankle until Ingo holds you up with his own slimy tendrils under your arms. They can taste you from their tendrils, the beads of sweat that gathered on your body from your earlier exertion, and you were like manna fallen from heaven to them.

They couldn't help it, slowly wrapping you, coating you in their thick, goopy body mass. They were just hungry and you were the closest source of nutrition for them. They tweak their acidity just enough to dissolve your clothes away without causing you harm. Your eyes cross as you succumb to their curious tentacles exploring your body, as they lean in closer to you, pressing themselves against you until you were wrapped in nothing but their thick, cool sludge. The taste of lemon and lime soda hits your mouth, followed by cherry cola. How long can you hold on until they've had their fill?

[nc-eikin]

Someone's lookin a little goopy

[nc-eikin]

Hi Eikin! I realized I hadn't interacted in awhile, so I've come to rectify that with a fun question. Are the Slime Twin cool to the touch? If I got too hot because of the summer heat, would being immersed in my lovers' beings make me feel better?

Also how are you? What've you been up to?

Hi, Creep, long time no see! Glad to have you in my inbox again, I've missed you 🧡🧡🧡

The Slime Twins are always cool to the touch - like cool, refreshing soda pops! (They do taste like them after all..)

(for those who aren't in the know, Ingo tastes like cherry cola. Emmet tastes like lemon-limeade)

They are 100% into having you submerged in them. It's like advanced levels of hugging! Just.. keep an eye on their acidity levels. The slimetwins can be a little cheeky and might eat away at your clothing..

I have been... uh..

Trying my best HAHAHA

The next chapter of Strangers Like Me is taking longer to finish than I wanted to - mostly because I am overthinking how things should go over and over again.

So I've been remedying that by distracting myself with another hobby - like drawing. I'll be dropping a few doodles I've done for some moots on discord soon!

[antidotesprout]

Being nonhuman, the slime twins senses were naturally enhanced. More often than not, however, given their occupation and it’s location, it was pure torture.

Peoples scents were putrid due to a combination of factors, but they had to hide their disgust so as to not seem rude.

Until you stepped into the station.

Your scent was sweet, pleasant, almost alluring to them. Nothing like the other passengers! Combined with the fact you kept flirting with them, and then suddenly running away before they could ask you anything else, they needed more.

Your scent, skin, attitude, and body drive them into an almost “feral” state. But they keep it all under wraps, to maintain their professionalism.

They can’t hold on much longer, though.

It isn’t until you’re caught wandering after hours that they intend on making you know how they’ve felt for so long, and they won’t let you go after you’ve been running from them.

It's about the ⭐ Pining ⭐ and the build up of feral energy soon to be sprung for me 😤😤😤😤😤💖💖💖💖💖💖