#chupacabra plush

[catschimericalcreations]

second-life materials, sustainable crafting and zero-waste plushies

I've been poking around my database of chimerical creations while I work on my "What It Made" queue again and out of 1025 thrifted plushies I've used to make by weird little beasts, 370 of them were only used to make one new beast.

That's not necessarily a bad thing; sometimes I do use up a whole plushie on a single project.

Most of my cerberuses, for example, are an essentially untouched dog (or less often, a bird, cat etc) stuffie with extra heads sewn on.

And if I have a lot of little scrappy bits, I'll often use them to make what I call an "accessorised whole" - a rabbit gets horns added to make a jackalope, or something without wings gets wings added, or I sew a bunch of spiky bits along the spine to make a chupacabra.

So again, there's no seperation of the base plushie and no parts to be repurposed.

But as of right now, I've got 143 plushies that I've cut up and only used parts of, and only to create one new creature.

So, for the rest of July (and I know it's only eleven days, but I like an achievable target!) I'm only going to be making scrapbag babies (plushies made entirely from leftovers) or accessorised wholes (plushies whose extra bits and pieces also come only from the leftovers I already have on hand)

Gotta cut down on these scraps and make sure that I'm making the best of what I've got!

As inspiration, here's a quick look at the five different chimera plushies I made using parts of a single Flitter the Butterfly:

One pair of wings to make Sasha the Winged Dog (an accessorised whole):

Lavender the Winged Cat (an accessorised whole):

Agape the Magnus Archives Corruption / Lovebombing inspired Mega Bug (a scrapbag baby):

Funky Jumper the Chupacabra (an accessorised whole):

Augustus Roake the Silt Verses inspired crab amalgamate (a scrapbag baby):

tip jar

[catschimericalcreationsbirthdays]

Happy Fourth Birthday to Blep the Chupacabra!

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[pick-a-plush]

do you think you could do some chiikawa monster plushes? mainly dekatsuyo and anoko of course but if you CAN find some of the other monsters i d appreciate it

I’m on it 🫡

[leporellian]

Added more stuffed animals to my Etsy roster- Tiktaalik, the Chupacabra, Puff the Magic Dragon, and more!

[saberghatz]

HI GUYS !! I'm super excited to announce that the entire Cryptid Collection is now IN-STOCK!

So if you missed out on the Kickstarter, now is a great time to adopt these cuddly cryptids :D

My Store Link is Here! <

[baby-you-you]

Hi could you do a Cryptid related list?

Cryptid regressor theme !!!

👣 activities

Watching cryptid documentaries or cartoons (e.g., Gravity Falls, Scooby-Doo) Reading storybooks or being read folklore tales Drawing or coloring cryptids (Bigfoot, Mothman, etc.) Making "evidence folders" or journals of cryptid sightings Building pillow forts or “secret lairs” Collecting rocks, feathers, or "mystery" objects from nature walks Playing hide and seek as forest cryptids Crafts! Stargazing or moon-watching with binoculars Playing basic games; tag, red light green light, etc

👣 clothes

Oversized hoodies with cryptid prints (Mothman, Nessie) Footies! onesies (forest animal themed) Soft robes with spooky patches or glow-in-the-dark stars Beanies with ears/horns or hooded capes Character socks (Bigfoot toes, monster claws) Pajamas with bats, eyes, or forest prints T-shirts that say “Local Cryptid” or “Believe” (I have this bigfoot t-shirt from oklaholma (?)) Monster slippers or fuzzy boots Forest/camo patterns for stealth mode

👣 toys

Plush cryptids (Mothman, Flatwoods Monster, Chupacabra) Weighted or scented plush creatures Monster-shaped fidget toys or squishies DIY cryptid stuffed animal kits (you can buy these off of etsy) Build-a-bear with a homemade cryptid story Mini figures or statues of spooky creatures "Mystery bag" toys Nightlight projectors with stars/moons/eyeballs Custom-made “evidence kits” with tools and maps

👣 games

Coloring apps or drawing cryptids on tablet Cozy cryptid mobile games with supervision! Memory or matching games with creature cards Hide-and-seek as monsters/creatures Card games like Uno but cryptid-themed Hide-and-grawr (made up) ! make quiet grumbly noises when hiding and use that as your only hint <3 Roblox/Animal Crossing custom cryptid outfits/islands “Monster hunter” scavenger hunts

👣 foods/drinks

Gummy worms/snakes (aka cryptid bait!) (Haribo reccomended) Hot cocoa with marshmallow “eyeballs” PB&J shaped like footprints or monsters “Swamp water” (green punch or soda) Trail mix aka “forest snacks” for cryptid hikes Toast with spooky cookie cutter shapes Jell-O “slime cubes” or pudding “mud cups” Poprocks! Popsicles shaped like claws, bones, or stars

👣 nicknames <3

Bug/buggy (Mothman theme) Chuppy (Chupacabra theme) Lil Foot / Tinyfoot (Bigfoot theme) Little nightcrawler (Fresno nightcrawler theme) Spooky Bean Creech (Creature) Starling / Starlight Gobbie (goblin-theme) Wisp / Whisper (Will-o-wisp theme) Echo Shadowling Gremlin Jessy (Jersey devil theme)

[the-kr8tor]

could i get a garlic cloves and ❣️ for IPOB! hobie, where him and reader are just chilling and being their flirty cute selves and the camera crew has been there the whole time just like 🧍‍♂️

(bonus points if hobie teases reader about when they let him drink cuz he was practically starving himself)

pls and thank you 🙏🏾

Hehehehe hope you like it!!! I love when an ipob request falls into my lap

Pairing: Vampire! Hobie Brown x fem! Reader

Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, cw suggestive, cw blood mention, cw injury. Vampire au, wwdits au, mockumentary au, in pursuit of blood au, FLUFF.

Katy's one year celebration 🎉

In Pursuit of Blood Masterlist

You hold an ice pack to your tender neck, condensation dripping from the thin towel covering the ice down to your arm. “—So that's how my great aunt turned into a chupacabra.”

The man behind the camera shares a look towards his producer. The harsh lights of the set stings your sensitive eyes, a dizzying feeling comes in waves, turning your head into mush. You wobble slightly on the plush seat, head lolling to the side as the producer gives you a concerned look.

“I'm fine.” You sniff, giving them an unconvincing smile. The ache on your neck pinches when you fix your posture, making you wince. The sound guy offers you a juice box from somewhere. The drink barely shows on the camera as you raise your eyebrow at the man. “D’you carry that around wherever you go?” You ask but you still take it. Surprisingly, it's still cold.

A familiar cool breeze rushes past behind you, the camera could only see a flash of black smoke before it zooms out to see Hobie's chin perched on top of your head. You hide your smile behind the juice box, hand reaching out to pat his cheek.

“You shouldn't be up and about after that.” Hobie says against your hair, voice muffled, the audio guy is irked by it. The vampire sends him his piercing gaze, red eyes glowing briefly before you reach up again to hold his nape gently. To which he calms down almost immediately. His head cranes down to rest on your shoulder while he sits on the arms of the chair for comfortability.

“Has anyone told you that you get clingy after you feed?” You ask, the straw of the orange juice is perched in between your lips.

Hobie takes the unopened juice box from your lap, and then slides the straw away from your lips to punch a hole in the box. You watch with shining eyes despite your dizziness. He hands it to you, concern still evident on his face.

“Only the ones who survive after.” His fingers brush along your neck, the presumed bite still hidden behind the ice pack. “You sure you're alright?”

The crew stays silent throughout the whole ordeal, afraid that they might ruin the moment or startle their subjects as if they're filming a scene for national geographic where two bugs communicate to each other through their antennae.

You take a sip from your juice while he observes your tender flesh peeking out from under the pack. “It was just a nip, Hobie.” You lean away to his dismay, that you immediately correct by taking the cold compress away to show him that it wasn't such a big deal as two pinpricks in the shape of his fangs have stopped bleeding a while ago. “Besides, you were starving. It's either me or Bob the sound guy.” From your peripheral, you see Bob's eyes widen.

“Still, my fault for forgettin’ to feed again.” Hobie takes the ice pack from your thigh to place it back atop your bite, he doesn't mind the cold when his flesh is just as freezing.

“Maybe next time I'll bring you to my childhood bully’s house.” You tease, “or maybe even wall street.”

“Isn't that against your family's code or some shit?” He chuckles, the camera crew feels like they're watching something they shouldn't. But they're not leaving until they get their content.

“Living with a vampire is against our hunter's code, but here I am.” You smile, sipping loudly to annoy him. It doesn't work as he stares back at you with endearment, red eyes soft just for you.

Hobie grins, fangs in full show. “‘m startin’ to think you like gettin’ fed on.”

You choke, coughing while the crew all share a knowing look. Composing yourself, you return your eyes back to the very smug vampire next to you. Lips curling into a smirk, you decide to tease him back. “And what of it, hm? What are you planning to do, vampire?” You lean closer, tips of your nose brush along his own. His wine red eyes reflect your own flirty expression. “Drain me dry?”

You and Hobie seem to forget the handful of people and the cameras watching the two of you.

He smirks back, playful eyes winking back at you. “Don't threaten me with a good time, love.” Tossing the ice pack away, breaking a few vintage glasses, he moves his head while his palm rests on your jaw. Leaning towards your bare neck, his lips are dangerously close to your flesh. “Or you could do the bitin’ this time.”

You breathily sigh, skin on fire, the butterflies in your stomach feel like they're having a party. Your eyes flick over to the crew, whose eyes are avoiding your own. You feel his lips graze your tender bite mark. Your hands sliding behind his neck, palms kneading at his skin before you yank him away by the scruff of his neck.

“Ow.” He feigns hurt with a lopsided grin, you smile back but with you subtly gesturing towards the crew, he immediately clamps up.

The documentary crew feels like they struck gold when they just caught a flustered vampire on camera for the very first time. Or so they thought.

Hobie tilts his head eerily, sending shivers down each crew member's spine, almost as if he's sucking the air out of the atmosphere. “Leave before your ratings turn from teens and up to somethin’ that will get your show canceled before you could even air it.”

With the sound of filming equipment quickly getting lifted up, and footsteps retreating away towards the front doors— your giggles can still be heard as Hobie shuts and locks the doors without lifting a finger.

[bagheerita]

bc no one ever asks but I could talk about me forever, I present: all asks from this post answered!

who is/are your comfort character(s)?

For characters, I tend to gravitate toward social outcasts and assholes, but for media I rewatch when I want some comfort: lately it's been Leverage, but if I have the time I love me a season of Yu Yu Hakusho- the main characters are 4 flavors of outcast assholes and I love them all.

lighter or matches?

i'm more likely to have matches handy, but if a lighter is available i'll use it. this is such a weird question. do people have strong opinions about this??

do you leave the window open at night?

no. my windows are shit and don't open/aren't sealed properly so would let in bugs/let out my cats. Also it's winter, and 26 degrees out there so... no.

which cryptyd being do you believe in?

i believe in saying chupathingy chupacabra bc it's fun

what color are your eyes?

blue

why did you do that?

no idea, i just live here

hair-ties or scrunchies?

whatever suits the mood/style

how many water bottles are in your room right now?

none cat dish + humidifier = 2

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

the taste and/or smell of coffee makes me nauseous, so neither

would you slaughter the rich?

I mean, I don't think this would actually solve anything so no, unless someone came up with a compelling game plan

favorite extracurricular activity?

sleeping um, reading

what kind of day is it?

it's ok

when was the last time you ate?

lunch, five minutes ago

do you love the smell of earth after it rains?

yes

are you a parent? (all answers qualify)

yes, of fur-children. do not entrust me with the responsibility of human lives

can you drive?

yes

are you farsighted or nearsighted?

near

what hair products do you use?

...shampoo

imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails?

sure, if you wanted, but I can't promise quality

do you say soda or pop?

1) I don't usually say any of these (haven't drank it in years) 2) in Texas it's all coke 3) if pressed i do prefer "soda" or "sodapop"

something you’ve kept since childhood?

a plush Siamese cat named Samantha

what type of person are you?

...a person type person. what does this mean?? introverted, i guess.

how do you feel about chilly weather?

I like "chilly" (50-70 degrees F) but anything colder than freezing is no bueno

if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

looking at the sky, spotting clouds/birds, and chatting (i assume we aren't doing it right now, bc if we were we'd be freezing, throwing snowballs at my neighbors, and/or slipping, falling off, and calling 911)

perfume/body spray or lotion?

like many of these questions this feels like a false dichotomy, but lotion i guess

a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times?

oh god, there are so many

about how many hours of sleep did you get?

7

do you wear a mask?

always, no one knows my real identity

how do you like your shower water?

hot. ... that's not hot enough.

is there dishes in your room?

no

what type of music keeps you grounded?

familiar songs I know the words/rhythm. (I was gonna say just words, but I love stuff like Wardruna too, for when I'm driving, which I do not know the words 😂)

do you have a favorite towel?

no, any towel that is less than satisfactory is donated to the animals so all my towels are the same level of acceptable

the last adventure you’ve been on?

earlier today, opening the door and taking the recycling out to the bin when it was snowing, and being forced to interact with my neighbor's children

is there a song you know every word to by heart?

yes, there are many

what’s your timezone?

time is false construct

how many times have you changed your url?

none. i got to tumblr having already settled on an online identity that should last me a few decades

someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years?

most of my close friends I've known at least 20 years

a soap bar that smells good?

...yes, i prefer soap to smell good? What is the question??

do you use lip balm?

i might have developed a slight dependence on Burt's Bees

did you have any snacks today?

always

how do you take your coffee?

chucked into the next county (see above)

an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site?

tumb- lol, um, gmail. I check at least 3 times a day to see if i have any ao3 emails

what’s your take on spicy foods?

I don't like to eat it

you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

i mean... as stated above, i don't think murder actually fixes anything in society. I would rather a wealth redistribution policy, or a way to force people to experience life from the pov of someone entirely different from them, because i think it would help them to grow and be better. ultimately I think all people have the capacity to be better, and death is a very final thing to distribute in that instance. But I'm tired, ask me again next month, maybe I'll have a different answer.

can you remember what happened yesterday?

yes

favorite holiday film?

Holiday, with Katherine Hepburn and Cary Grant. (🤣😝)

The only actual holiday movie I watch every year is the Muppet Family Christmas, which isn't technically a "film" I don't think

what was the last message you sent?

@ my sister in Canada: "it's snowing here, is it snowing there?"

when did you first try an alcohol beverage?

I probably tried my parent's wine or beer when I was a kid but I don't remember a specific instance. I was in Ireland for my 21st birthday and a very generous Australian gentleman bought me a rum & coke in celebration (I had no idea what kind of alcohol I would like lol)

can you skip rocks?

I haven't tried in about 25 years so probably no

can i tag you in random stuff?

yes!

[toycoheartful]

to Attilio Von chupacabra: how do you feel when your partner has 6 kids?

He listens to guitar with Miguel.

He plays catch the soccer game with Jack

He get some petting with Sunny

He get played with Melody & Kyle

He gives a plush with Bianca

[selfship-dreamland]

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💜Paranormal Romance AU💜

❤️Katz🕷 - 💜Business Lovers❤️

💛Freaky Fred✂️ - 💜Feline Furcut✂️

🦇NOS-4-A2🦇 - ⚡️Static Fangs🦇

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💙Snork👓 - 🖍Craft my Heart to Invent💙

📻Alastor🦌 - 🌙Tonight's Radio📻

💛Neo Cortex💛 - 💛Scientists through Domination🧪

👔Pinstripe Potoroo💚 - 🧪Science Shooting💚

❤️HIM❤️ - 🌙Following Towards Hell's Desires🔥

☕️Espresso Cookie☕️ - ☕️Two Cups of Warm Espresso🍦☕️

☘️Clover Cookie☘️ - 🍦Soft Clovers☘️

💜Matt🪞 - 🪞You are my Mirrorcle🪞

--AUs of this Ship--

💜Future AU💜

💜Saloonatics AU💜

💜Matilda🪞 - 🤍Viotilda🪞

--AU of this Ship--

💜Genderswap AU/Ellsworld AU💜

💙General Skarr💙 - 💤Dream Scars💙

🔪Horror Mario🔪 - ❤️The Bloody Princess🔪

--AUs of this Ship--

💜The Sheep in Black Cloaks AU💜

💜Dracula AU💜

❤️MX🖤 - ❤️The Tallest and His Deadly Duchess🖤

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💜Beauty and the Beast AU💜

🤡Sweet Tooth🔥 - 🍓Strawberries in Melted Cream🍦🤡

🧡Mr Tickle🧡 - 💤Sleep Tickles🧡

🎲King Dice💜 - 🎲Number One Dice🎲

⭐️Meta Knight🗡 - 🍮Sweet Knight🗡⭐️

❤️Blitzø🐎 - ❄️Snow Horses🐎

🎃Scarecrow🎃/🎃Jonathan Crane🧪 - 🌙Lunaphobia🎃/🪄Rhabdophobia🎃

💚Zestial🕷 - 💚🕷Ancient Victorians🌙🦋

🎤Rayman/Ramon🎤 - 🌷Talk Show Team🎤

💚Fizzarolli❤️ - 💚❤️FizzFlake❄️

💙Asmodeus💙 - 💙Lust in the Snow❄️

🎈Pinkie Pie🎈 - 🎊Party Pinata🪅

💙Hades🔥 - 💙Death underneath the Crescent Moonlight🌙

🧡Jafar🐍 - 🐍Under the Snake's Charm❄️

🎩Dr Strangeglove🎩 - 🌙Nighttime is Warm for Gloves🎩

❤️Luvli💚 - 🕯Brightness in Love❤️

🐍🎩Sir Pentious💛🖤 - 🌙🦋Fluttering for a Snake🐍💛

💚Luigi💚 - 💚Emerald Clouds☁️

👑Princess Daisy🌼 - 🌼Sunshine in a Daisy☁️

🔥Bowser🔥 - 🔥Flaming Maiden☁️

🎩Right Hand Man🦾 - 🎩The Cybernetic Attachment🦾

🖤Mordecai Heller🖤 - 🖤Shot in the Cocoa☕️

💚Dr Nefarious💚 - 💚Robotic Research🛰

🧡Emperor Nefarious🧡 - W.I.P

🪨Eijirou Kirishima🪨 - 🪨Rocky Night🌙

🦅Hawks🦅 - 🦅Hawk and the Owl🦉

🕒Bezel🕒 - 🕒For Time is an Infinite Dance🐑

💙Gonzo💙 - 🍪Cooking Up Art🖌

🧅🦇Onyn Ring🧡👓 - 🧡My Heart Bats for You🦇

❄️Frost Queen Cookie👑 - ❄️👑Frosted Crowns in Vanilla🍦

🖤Eddie Brock/Venom🖤 - 🖤Symbiote Science🔬

🖤Black Hat🎩 - 🌒An Eclipse Made for Pure Evil🖤

🎃Jack O Lantern🎃 - 🐐Chupacabra's Taste in Pumpkins🎃

🥄Silver Spoon🥄 ‐ 🥄A Spoonful of Sugar🍬

🕯Candle🕯- 💙Your Sweet Flame🕯💜

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🌟Starry Crescents🌙/🌟Star Striker🦉/❤️💙Patch-Plush🧸 - Darkwing Duck

❤️Shattering Starz🌟 - Negaverse! Darkwing Duck

❄️Blizzard❄️ - Disney's Aladdin

💜Flickz🖌 - Courage The Cowardly Dog

📺Digitalizer🎥 - SMG4

🌼June Sheep🐑 - Looney Tunes

🤍S'morz🍫🐶 - Chikn Nuggit

🌟Comet🌟/🌙LunaFlakez❄️/🌨Hail Ruler🎩 - DC

🌸Lily Padz🌸 - Disney's Peter Pan

🌙Midnight🦋 - Hazbin Hotel

❄️Snowflake💙 - Helluva Boss

📺Vision🧣 - Courage The Cowardly Dog

🌺☕️Floral Dandedog🐶 - Ducktales

🌙Night Light🕯 - Moshi Monsters

💜Plum🍓 - SpongeBob

🍦Vanilla🍰 - Kirby

☁️Cloudz☁️ - Mario

🐑Shirley the Sheep🌻 - Sonic

🐑SheepZap⚡️ - Sonic

💜Zunar💜 - Sonic

🌌Outer🌌 - Buzz Lightyear of Star Command

💤Dream Drowner💙🖤 - Evil Con Carne

🌸Angela Sugarcake🧁 - My Little Pony

🧪Tulip Possum🍉 - Crash Bandicoot

🐑MoonCloudz🖤 - Mario.EXE/Mario's Madness

🐑SheepZap.XTX⚡️🖤 - Sonic.EXE

🍵💙Cotton Pot☁️ - Cuphead/Cuphead Show

🍦Soft Serve Vanilla Cookie🍪 - Cookie Run: Kingdom

🌙Helene📖/🌙Night Owl🦉 - My Hero Academia

💎Opal🤍 - Henry Stickmin

🐀Pom Pom🌸 - Happy Tree Friends

🐇Snuggle Bun💤 - The Amazing Digital Circus

🍮Creme Sweetheart🍮 - Pizza Tower

🛰Isotope🛰 - Ratchet and Clank

❤️Velvet Peppermint🍬 - Twisted Metal TV Series

💤Little Miss Snooze💤 - Mr Men and Little Miss franchise/Mr Men Show

🌒Eclipse🖤🤍/🔭Evelyn✨️ - Villainous

🤍Lumi🔬 - Venom

🧡Lily💛/🧡Sweet Buzz🐝/🔥Spice Beetle🪲 - Marvel

🌙Night Follower💜💤 - Powerpuff Girls

🍬💙Sugar Cookie🍪 - Inanimate Insanity

🍨Sundae🍨 - Battle For Dream Island/Battle for BFB/The Power of Two

🌙Kamaria🌙 - Disney's Hercules

🐐Mocha Chupacabra🩸 - Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy

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💜Genderswap AU💜

💜Mirror AU💜

💜Werewolf AU💜

💜Species Swap AU💜

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💜Swap AU💜

💜Animal AU💜

💜Corpse Bride/Corpse Groom AU💜

💜Nightmare Before Christmas AU💜

💜Angels and Demons AU💜

💜Fallen Angel AU💜

💜2P AU💜

💜Under Control of PuzzleVision AU💜

💜Light and Darkness AU💜

💜Medieval AU💜

💜Heroes and Villains AU💜

💜Ghost AU💜

💜Future AU💜

💜Medieval AU💜

💜House of Mouse AU💜

💜Cursed Café AU💜

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Happy 1st Birthday to Darrel the Dogigator from the Abita Mystery House Frankenplushie!

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11. Chupacabra (Texas) / 12. Wolpertinger / 13. Mothman / 14. Flathead Lake Monster / 15. Canvey Island Monster / 16. Goatman / 17. Owlman / 18. Tailypo / 19. Jersey Devil

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Along the same lines as my previous ask because that turned out so wonderfully! Little Monsters SternClay au? I feel like Barclay might be even worse at being a scary monster than Indrid unless he felt hurt or threatened? And Stern, the precious lil’ monster nerd, was probably a bit more than Barclay bargained for. If you decide you want to write it, NSFW is always welcome! Thank you for your beautiful writing! 😭👏🏆

Here you go! It is indeed NSFW

Barclay can totally do this. He’s seven, the same age most monsters are when they’re assigned to humans, and his teacher was very clear about what he should do. She also told him that most monsters don’t need to do much at all; the humans do the work for them, getting very scared by the smallest things. 

He emerges beneath the bed, his view mainly that of a wooden floor with a few neat piles of toys and books. Reaching up, he drags his claws along the underside of the bed. There’s a creak, the child in the bed sitting up. Barclay growls, and gets a small gasp in response. 

“There’s a monster under my bed.” 

Barclay, unsure if the child is speaking to him, replies, “Yes. There is.”

He sniffs, and while there’s a whiff of fear in the room there’s not nearly as much as his teacher said there would be.

“What kind of monster?”

Okay, this wasn’t mentioned either. Human’s weren’t supposed to be this talkative, and also he’s not sure what this one even means by his question.

“Uh, a Barclay?”

“...That sounds like a person name. Is that your name?”

“Yes.”

“I said what kind of monster are you. Are you a sasquatch?”

“I don’t know what that is.”

“A chupacabra?”

“I also don’t know what that is.”

“A frogman?”

“I don’t, uh, don’t think so?”

There’s an exasperated huff, “I’m just going to look.”

“No don’t!” Barclay squeaks, trying to make himself smaller. When bare feet hit the floor, he gives up and runs away.

What was that? Why was the human asking so many questions? Is Barclay not scary enough?

The next night, he starts with the growl, hoping that will scare the kid. What he gets is something shining in his eyes, and he just manages to throw up protective shadows to keep his whole head from being seen. 

“Are you going to run away again?” The kid, Joseph, sticks the nighlight further under the bed. He’s on his belly, pajamas covered in faintly glowing UFOs, and frowns when Barclay tosses a higher growl his way. 

“I won’t hurt you. I just want to see a real monster.”

“You, you can’t. It’s not allowed. I’ll get in trouble.”

That same, exasperated noise as Joseph retracts his arm, “Fine, but I still want to know what kind of monster you are. Here” he grabs a large book, opening it and shining the light so Barclay can see the pictures, “tell me when I get to one that looks like you.”

“Okay. You really aren’t scared?”

He shakes his head, face serious, “I don’t think monsters are scary. As long as you’re careful.”

Barclay feels like he should point out that sticking your arm and part of your head under a bed with a monster doesn’t seem all that careful.

“Most monsters are friendly. I think. Except lake monsters.” The boy stiffens, “you’re not a lake monster, are you?”

“No, I don’t live in a lake.”

A sigh of relief, “okay, then we can be friends.”

Barclay likes having friends, and there’s nothing in the rules that say he can’t be friends with his human “okay. We’re friends.”

Joseph smiles, begins turning pages and explaining the pictures in an animated whisper. By the end of the night, they determine Barclay looks most like something called a “bigfoot.”

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“It’s so cute, don’t you think?” Mr. Stern steps back from the half-open door of Joe’s room, taking the stack of laundry his wife hands him, “kid’s almost nine and he still likes reading to his stuffed animals.”

“I don’t think he’s let that stuffed bigfoot you got him out of sight since you bought it. And it’s good for him to practice reading aloud.” She sets the laundry basket down on their bed, “even if he thinks he’s being stealthy by hiding on the other side of the bed.”

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“...the end. Huh, that one was okay. What do you think?” Joseph closes the book, setting down near Barclay’s face. The boy’s sitting up on the floor,  back resting on the side of the bed, with his few stuffed animals arranged across from him, so his parents will think he’s reading to them rather than the very much alive creature behind him.

“I liked the part with the prince.”

“You liked the kissing part?” He sounds amused.

“Kinda. Didn’t you?”

“I like the mystery part more. I like guessing what’s going to happen and seeing if I’m right.”

He’s right almost every time, which Barclay thinks is so cool.

“Thanks for reading to me. Same time tomorrow?’

“Yes. Goodnight, Barclay.” Joseph stifles a laugh when Barclay leans into rub his face against the exposed skin between his pajamas, knowing full well it tickles when he does. 

“Night, Joseph.”

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It’s not that his home, or the monster world, is perfect. Barclay’s met plenty of monsters his age who like to be mean for no good reason. But if what Joseph has been going through the last few days is any indication,  humans really like being mean to each other.

The first night he knew something was wrong was that he nearly spoke before catching on to the fact Mrs. Stern was in the room, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“...you all are starting middle school next year. Unfortunately, people tend to get cliquey around this age.”

“But why me? Why don’t they like me?”

What the heck? Who didn’t like Joseph? He’s smart and funny, he knows lots about monsters and aliens and weird events, he’s a good friend who listens when Barclay talks. 

Barclay doesn’t like being mean, but he will for sure fight whoever is making Joseph so sad. 

“I don’t know, sweetheart. I wish I did. Just...try not to let it get to you, okay? And if it gets worse, you tell me or dad and we’ll try to help.”

When she leaves, Barclay doesn’t know what to say, stomach still bubbling with anger on his friends behalf.

“I don’t really feel like talking.” Joseph whispers. 

“Okay.”

A sniffle, followed by a hand reaching towards the darkened floor, searching for something. Barclay spots the plush bigfoot wedged between the bed and nightstand, grabs it and sets it into Joseph’s hand.

“Thanks.”

“No problem.” It doesn’t feel like enough. He wants to make it better somehow. 

“Will you stay until I fall asleep?”

He reaches up, touching the underside of the bed, “Yeah, sure thing.”

The trouble at school has been getting worse, not better. From what Barclay can piece together, Joseph has been labeled a “nerd,” and shunned by kids who were previously friendly for fear of being labeled the same. He doesn’t tell his parents the worst of it; that he confides only in Barclay, who is discovering all the names humans have for people they want to make outcasts.

It’s time for his secret weapon. Barclay spends the afternoon in the kitchen, careful to do all the washing up since that will decrease any scolding he gets for using the oven alone. He makes a batch of cookies big enough for his parents,cousins, aunts, uncles, and anyone else who may pass by in the next two days, all so no one will notice when he takes a few with him up to the human world. 

“Psst, Joseph, come down here a sec.”

His friend appears, mothman pajamas looking a little tear-stained. Barclay slides the plate out to him.

“Where’d these come from?”

“I made them.” He tries not to sound too proud; he did this to cheer Joseph up, not show off, “it seemed like you needed a friend.”

Joseph bites a cookie, smiles for the first time all week. 

“Seems like I’ve got one.”

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“How do I look?”

“From the knees down? Fantastic.”

Joseph laughs, “The door is locked, and I’ll close my eyes. Okay, closed!”

Barclay crawls out from under the bed, breath catching as he gets a good look at Joseph in his prom suit. It’s black, with a blue shirt underneath and a silver tie. With his hair slicked back, he looks like a secret agent, like a movie star, like, like…

Like everything Barclay’s ever wanted.

Man, he hopes Joseph’s boyfriend knows how lucky he is. 

“You look fucking amazing.”

Joseph smiles, eyes still shut, “everything is on straight? No lint?”

“Some on your left shoulder, which I’m not touching unless you want it replaced by fur.”

“Thank you, Barclay. I wish you could come with me.”

“Me too.” Barclay reaches for his cheek, thinks better of it and lowers his arm, “tell me all about it when you get home?”

“Of course.”

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The small white lights in the kitchen are the final touch, and Barclay brushes his hands off, satisfied. At eighteen, most monsters leave home to find or build their own, and Barclay his inherited this small A-frame house from a great-uncle. It needed some touching up before it felt like home, and it took two passes with a cleaning potion to make the mildew smell go away. Now it’s all his. And just in time, too.

His first heat starts tonight, and the general consensus is it’s much easier to deal with in the privacy of your own home than in a family one. It’s also supposed to be better with a partner, but Barclay is flying solo for the foreseeable future. 

What he’s most nervous about is seeing Joseph during it. He doesn’t want to miss a whole week of hanging out, but there's no escaping the fact that if he could have anyone with him during (or after) his heat, it would be his human. 

But he’s got it all figured out; he’ll just ask if they can watch a movie, or maybe even if Joseph will read to him. Then he’ll go home and fuck his hand until he passes out. 

Yeah, this won’t be awkward at all. It’ll all be totally, completely fine. 

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Joseph flips to the next page of The Fortean Times, the subscription an eighteenth birthday present from his dad. A slight chill drifts up from beneath the bed, and he smiles. 

“How are you tonight?”

“Good. Uh, what’re you up to?” Barclay’s voice is soft, though ever since it changed that gentle baritone makes regular appearances in Joseph’s fantasies. There was a time, right after his top surgery, where Barclay read to him when he couldn’t sleep from the discomfort, and he had the most lurid dreams of his life from that voice (and maybe the painkillers).

“Reading about a supposed “meat shower.”

“Cool. Uh, um, do you, uh” 

He sets the magazine down, “Are you alright? You sound kind of...tense?” 

(He actually sounds squeakier than usual, but tense seemed the politer choice).

“I’m good.” Is the unconvincing reply. 

“I’m coming down there.”

On his belly, he spots the reflective glint that indicates Barclay’s eyes. They’re definitely wider than normal, and from here his breathing is labored. 

“Shit, you look sick. Do you need tea? Or, um, I have some painkillers?”

“It’s not pain. It’s, uh, it’s a, uh, look,  it’s really, really embarrassing.”

Barclay’s breathing gets louder as Joseph ponders what else it can be. 

“It’s partly your, uh, your smell.”

“Is that your way of saying I need a shower?”

“N-no, it’s my, my way of saying you smell really fucking good.” Barclay’ voice creeps upward, and a possible explanation presents itself. 

“Barclay, are you thinking about eating me?”

“Not in the traditional sense, no.”

He’s certain his own eyes go comically wide.

“Fuck. I didn’t mean to say that out loud. I’m, uh, I’m kinda in heat, so I’m like uncomfortably horny and I thought I could handle it and hang out but you smell so nice and I wanna fuck you so much I think I might lose it, so I’m, I’m gonna go, I’m so sorry-”

“Barclay”

“Seriously, I thought I could be chill, it’s not your fault, I’ll come back when it’s over, should be about a week, a miserable week, oh fuck sorry I didn’t mean to say that either.”

“Barclay” Joseph says firmly enough to make the monster stop talking, “I have an idea.”

“Yeah?”

“Do you, um, do you-” oh, right, he’s not very good at this either. He’s learning to be smooth, but it all tends to evaporate when sex comes into play. He inhales, tries again, “If I sit up on my knees with my hands on the bed and you come behind me, even with my eyes open I won’t see more than maybe your hands and arms.”

“You..you want me to fuck you?”

He sounds so hopeful, and it makes Joseph blush, “Yes, Barclay, I do.”

A low, hungry growl, “Get comfy.”

The sound turns him on so quickly that his pajama pants are wet by the time he gets them off. Toys with the bedspread to calm himself as he whispers, “I’m ready.”

The same growl as something heavy crawls from beneath the bed, growing loud enough to shake the lamp. Thank the lord his parents are gone for the weekend. 

Warm, slightly furry hands drag up the backs of his thighs, “Fuck, look at you. You always look so fucking put-together in your matching pajamas, like you think someone might be watching.”

“Someone has, for over a decade.”

“True.” There’s a zip and a scuff of fabric, then pants and long-sleeve shirt hit the floor in his periphery, “think it’s time I did something else.” He nudges Joseph's leg with his knee, “spread ‘em, babe.”

He gets his legs as wide as he can comfortably go, tenses when the head of a very large cock presses against him. 

“Um, Barclay? H-how much bigger than me are you?”

Barclay’s chin rests on the top of his head as two large hands, at least fifty percent bigger than a human’s, come to cover his own on the bedspread. 

“Oh. Um. Alright then.”

“This still okay?” Barclay noses down through his hair to kiss and nuzzle his neck, “Can stop if you want. I’ll go slow to start, I promise. I, I don’t wanna hurt you, wanna make you feel good.” It’s a borderline whine, laced with sweetness and accompanied by the monster rolling his hips, rubbing his cock along Joseph’s folds.

“Yes, very okay, I, I just need to, um, mentally prepare. I didn’t ever expect my first time doing this would be, um, with you.”

“You’ve never done this before?”

“I’ve had other kinds of sex, just not this.”

Strong, fuzzy arms encircle his waist, Barclay growling even louder as he grinds against him. 

“Mmm, do you like that, big guy? Like the idea of being the first?”

Barclay stops breathing for a moment.

“Oh lord, I’m so sorry, I, I don’t know where that came from, it sounded much better in my headOHokay, okay.” He laughs as Barclay rumbles low, mouthing at his neck, “if you bite just do it below the collar.”

“Yeah, yeah, gonna mark you up, fuck” his cock bumps Joseph’s leg, smearing pre-cum along it, “babe, please, can I fuck you now?”

“Since you asked so nicely yes, you canAHnnnnnnfuckohmyfuckinggod.” He drops forward, head on the mattress as Barclay pushes in. They don’t get far before he winces, pointing at the bedside table, “lube, need lube, please.”

He keeps his eyes on the bed as wooden bangs and a pop reach his ears, Barclay pulling out to slick himself up. 

“That’s like half the bottle, that should be good right?”

Joseph smiles, anticipation rippling up his spine, “There’s only one way to find out.”

The cock is just as overwhelming the second, Barclay building a steady, gradual rhythm of thrusts, going a little further on each one. The shaft is flared, so the deeper it gets, the more Joseph has to open his legs. When his knee slips in a stray bit of lube, Barclay’s hands drop to his thighs once more, keeping him upright.

“God” Barclay’s growls are whimpers now, his teeth tugging his ear and tongue lapping at his neck, “god, Joseph, you feel even better than I thought.”

“Been imagining this a lot big guy?’

“Uh huh.”

He reaches back, the angle awkward as he keeps his head facing forward, but finds Barclay’s cheek, stroking the soft fur, “me tooOOHh, that’s, that’s as far as it can go.”

“Fuck, a third of it is still out.”

“S-sorry”

“No it’s” A kiss to the top of his head “it’s so fucking hot, you’re so fucking perfect and you’re fucking straining to take me, I could fucking split you, gonna fill you up so much and so hard you’re gonna still be dripping when I come back tomorrow”

Now it’s his turn to whimper, the thought of a repeat performance making him dizzy with excitement. The intensity heightens every time Barclay touches him or nestles closer, every time he’s reminded of how big the monster is, how obviously strong. He’s right, he could tear Joseph to pieces if he wanted to. But instead his nose is once again at the base of his neck, praise and sweet, shy promises dripping down his back. 

“Whatever you want babe, whatever you need, it’s yours, wanna take such good care of you, wanna make you mine.”

Joseph wiggles his hips, claws digging into them in reply, “then do it. I’ll tell you to stop if it’s too much.”

The next thrust shoves his bed six inches to the right, Joseph scrambling to hold on as the monster pounds into him. A moan winds its way out of his mouth, punctuated by shouts. Whenever he makes one of those, Barclay chuckles smugly and squeezes his thighs or his ass. 

“That’s it, fuck, make noise for me babe, love hearing you feel good, want everyone to know you’re taken.”

“C-careful what you wish fofFUCK, if we get the cops called on us for this it’ll be mortifying.”

“Don't care, wanna hear you scream.” Claws scrape across his ass.

“AHGODyes, I know big guy, but if I have, have to explain that to my parents, I’m revoking your fucking privileges.”

A growl, teeth on his neck, “You wouldn’t dare”

“I would, so behaAAAAveemphh” He laughs into the palm now across his mouth, Barclay grunting with effort as he fucks him fast. A howlgrowlpurr floods the room and Joseph gasps, not anticipating the feeling of Barclay coming inside him.

The monster stays put, but loosens his grip and drops his hand in favor of roaming his fingers across the human’s body.

“Did, did that do it?” He wants to turn his had, wants to be able to see the answer on Barclays face, wants to do silly things like kiss him and gaze into his eyes as he comes down.

“Only kinda. I, uh, I wanna go again and this time I really, really, really wanna make you cum.”

He takes Barclay’s right hand, sliding it down to his dick, “Here, let me demonstrate.”

As he guides the slightly rough fingers at the correct pressure and angle, Barclay purrs louder and begins thrusting. Gradually, they’re surrounded by the twin, obscene sounds of fingers on slick skin and Barclay’s cock fucking his own cum back into the human.

Once he gets the gets the hang of the motion, Barclay nudges his hand out of the way to stroke him off alone, working his fingers in time with hips.

“I love feeling you like this, Joseph, fuck, please, wanna make you cum every day.”

“Pace yourself, big guy, f-focus on making me cum now, ohOHlord, fuck, fuck yes, like that, likethatlikethatohgod.” He slumps across the bed as the orgasm ripples through him, holds on for dear life as Barclay lets out a proud yip and proceeds to fuck him so vigorously he’s amazed he doesn’t chip a tooth. 

This time, Barclay pulls out as soon as he finishes, cum dripping down Joseph's thighs onto a spot on the floor he will definitely be cleaning before tomorrow. Warm, furry weight leaves his back, replaced by Barclay’s fingers rubbing his shoulders. 

“Um how, how did I do? Did you like it?”

“Was amazing.” He slurs into the pillows, “y’so good, Barclay.”

That rumbling purr again, a kiss on his cheek, “Close your eyes?’

He does, the thwip of the covers being turned down followed by strong arms scooping him up, setting him on the sheets and, after a short trip under the bed, cleaning off his legs before helping him back into his pajama pants. 

“Joseph I, um, I just wanted to, um, to say thank you. I never thought you’d want me to do that with you and , and I just can’t believe you like me that.”

Feeling round, he finds his hand and holds it, “I wanted it more than I was ready to admit. I want you.”

“Can I stay and talk for awhile? Under the bed?”

“Of course, big guy.”

The next week is filled with normal days and strenuous, wonderful nights. Barclay fucks him into the bed once more, and when his parents are back in the house he and his monster get creative, using blankets on the floor, a makeshift blindfold, and a white noise machine. On one occasion, Joseph lays on his back on the bed, eyes shut and legs over Barclay’s shoulders as he eats him out with muffled sounds of joy. 

When Friday night rolls around, Barclay surprises him. 

“Babe? You feel like coming under the bed?”

He does, though he only fits through whatever magic of science allows Barclay to be there without being smooshed (or tipping his bed sideways). It’s dark, but the monster takes his hand, guiding him into a warmly lit room with a large bed, a bookcase, and a floor strewn with cookbooks. The longer he looks, the more he notices the area by the bed is dotted with candles and flowers, the nearby wall hung with little heart-shaped lights. 

“I’m not supposed to be seen in the human world. But I didn’t see a rule about being seen in my own.”

Joseph turns.

Standing behind him is a figure with reddish brown fur, a humanish face, pointed ears, claws, and rather big feet. He’s dressed in a red flannel shirt and soft looking pants, deep brown eyes lit up like a supernova as he looks at the human. 

“What do you think?” He rubs his arm with a shy smile. 

“I think I’m the luckiest human in the world if you’ve been under my bed all these years.” Stepping forward, he takes the monsters hands, grinning up at him, “and you’re even hotter than I was picturing when we were, um, fucking this week.”

A blush is just visible under the fur on his cheeks, “aw, thanks babe. Both for that and for letting me spend my heat with you. That’s, uh, part of why I wanted you to come down here. After all that time in bed, I figured we should have a real date, even if it’s just a stay-in one. I meant all that stuff I said, Joseph; I wanna be so good to you, you have no idea.”

He raises an eyebrow, “I have some.”

“True. So, what do you say? Up for a first date?”

“Yes.” He tilts his head up, guides Barclay down by the chin and kisses him with the full force of years of accumulated affection, “but only after our first kiss.”

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RexCoatl wedding gifts

Making a list of some of those who attended the wedding and gave gifts, not everyone is included in the list because I can't be bothered to go that far. And not everyone brought a gift anyways, wasn't required. Attendants also include most of Quetz's extended family.

First from the bride's side

Mixcoatl (father of the bride, God of the stars and hunt) - gifted a war bow "for the groom to be able to protect himself"

Coatlicue (mother of the bride, mother goddess) - gifted a Macuahuitl "same reason as the bow"

Huitzilopochtli (bride's brother, God of War and hummingbirds) - plush hummingbird

Xipe Totec (bride's brother, God of agriculture and vegetation) - decorative maize of many colors

Xolotl (bride's twin, God of dogs, disabilities and a death god) - pet axolotl

Tlaloc (bride's brother, God of rain and fertility) - plush crab

Chalchiuhtlicue (bride's sister in law, goddess of rivers and fertility) - fish toy

Tlazolteotl (sister of the bride, goddess of lust) - "special clothes" for the bride "to keep things interesting"

Camazotz (brother of the bride, God of bats) - plush bat

Coyolxauhqui (sister of the bride, goddess of the moon) - chupacabra toy

Mictlantecuhtli (brother of the bride, king of the underworld) - skeleton owl toy

Mictecacihuatl (sister in law of the bride, queen of the underworld) - Calavera

Xochiquetzal (sister in law of the bride, goddess of love and beauty) - lil baby clothes "for the children"

Tezcalipoca (brother of the bride, God of the night, chaos, and an asshole) - black jaguar mask (meant to piss off the bride)

Ometeotl (grandparent of the bride? Dual gendered primordial god) - "cosmic" egg, more like a fraberge egg, still cool

Still bride's side but now servants and not family

Ereshkigal- deer plush

Gorgon- snake plush XL (7 ft long)

Ishtar- toy gugalanna

Jaguar warrior- "jaguar" plush (looks more like a tiger)

Bradamante- hippogriff plush

Martha- tarasque toy

Penth- amazoness brand custom punching bag (with Tezcalipoca's face on it)

Now groom's side

Gudas- some rare prisms

Mash- books

Da Vinci- toy invention

Holmes- the iconic hat (the one we don't see him wear)

Gordy- recipe book

Sheba- toy jinn

Merlin- flowers, potted so they don't die off quickly

King Hassan- hassan mask

Hessian/Lobo- a ride around (just like the valentine's return gift)

Medb- celebratory honey mead "for the honeymoon" *wink*

Cu- doggo plush

Scathach- fake Gae Bolge (still useful as a spear)

Shakespeare- an original play script (based on the bride and groom's actual love story)

Yu Mei Ren- mug that says "2nd best husband" (the 2nd is written with sharpie) including a note that says "sorry for stabbing you, and thank you for summoning Xiang Yu"

Xiang yu- swords

Ivan- mammoth plush

Blackbeard- copies of the manga "way of the househusband"

Osakabehime- very interesting doujin, specifically humaxmonstergirl "don't worry, most of it's vanilla"

Raikou- ox plush

Kintoki- "your own golden bear" (know as the steel shark)

Medusa- snake plush M (4 ft long)

Ana- snake plush S (1 ft long)

That'll be it for now. Was thinking about the wedding between Rex and Quetz and thought about what gifts they might receive

Also @panyum because that's tradition at this point

[kindergarten-monster-au]

Since Kindergarten 2 is still popular, I made monster versions of almost all the characters for this AU.

Felix and Ted - Ghosts (died and became a certain kind of ghosts)

Carla - Chupacabra (can drain both humans and animals of their blood)

Penny - Android (same as in the actually game, but only half as human-looking)

Ozzy - Living doll (can grow like a human and has plush organs operating as human ones)

Jerome - Hybrid between an enfield and a tiger chimera (looks more like his mother than his father)

Monty - Zombie (died)

Cindy - Vampire (got bit by a vampire bat and became a certain kind of vampire)

Buggs - Ghoul (not much to say here... -_- )

Lily and Billy - Werewolves (experiments on Billy made him part werecat)

Nugget - Hybrid between a demon and a sea monster (doesn’t really look like either... T_T)

Kid - Human with certain magic powers (guess you already know what those are ;3)