aegomaniac

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i have to PRETEND i have to DAYDREAM or i will KILL MYSELF

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I just watched the Shape of Water for the first time. My review and mild spoilers under the cut.

Holy shit. I've never been one to cry over a movie, especially anything that's meant for an adult audience. This, however, had me tears not once, not twice, but three times.

Everyone talks about The Shape of Water like it's just a monster fucker movie, but it's so much more than that. It's for the monsters. It's for the misfits who've found, or are trying to find, each other in a world that simply doesn't give a damn about us. Just look at the human protagonists: a disabled woman, a black woman, and a gay man. All living in 1960s America, a time romanticized by people who've never had to deal with the hatred hurled at these groups.

Elisa's character was easily my favorite. She felt so familiar. She's a hopeless romantic, finds comfort in her routine, and takes the greatest pleasure in something as banal as nice bit of music. Though not physically disabled, I also know what it's like to be misunderstood, even in the most basic terms of communication. Her monologue about rescuing the Amphibian Man in particular stirred something in me. The way she asked, "What does that make me?" was enough to make me misty eyed. Sally Hawkins' performance was enthralling.

Since we're on the topic of performances, Michael Shannon's was the most convincing in my opinion. Strickland is a villain in every sense of the word, one you can despise even on a personal level. He's racist, misogynistic, uses his religion to justify his horrid behavior, and he's the last person I'd want to be alone in a room with. We've all met someone like him and, depending on how "fortunate" you are, you might even be related to one. I think I speak for all of us when I say he got what he deserved in the first end. "Fuck, you are a god," sent a chill down my spine.

As for the mature content. Fuck. First of all, that was one sexy fish man. I didn't expect anything less from Guillermo del Toro, though. He did make me fall in love with Hellboy and Abe Sapien as a kid. He also took a very frank approach to sexuality and love, and didn't shy away from their ugly sides. But that made it all the more beautiful. (By the way, I couldn't stop laughing at Elisa explaining how the Amphibian Man's junk works to Zelda. That was pure, Grade A Comedy Gold™.)

And that ending. The Amphibian Man and Elisa sharing a kiss, floating in their domain, blissfully cut off from a world that reviles them. It gave me butterflies. The whole movie felt like I was child watching Beauty and the Beast all over again. The only difference is it ended the way I always wanted it to.

I could go on, but I think I've rambled enough. So, The Shape of Water, I give it a 10/10 and am disappointed in myself for not watching it sooner.

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If you do this, know that are not loved. ❤️

This is the worst timeline. (x)

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the thing is that being fat - much like being transgender and being autistic - is awesome right up until the moment you have to exist in a society that doesn't particularly want you to be there

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People really out here gooning over AI chatting Francine Smith.

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I've been sick with a fever for three days and had a dream during my second nap today. All I remember is I was watching a Hellboy thrist edit set to the song Womanizer by Britney Spears and it was doing something for me. When I woke up I grabbed my phone to search for it, but I remembered it wasn't real and cried. Anyway, how's your weekend going?

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Heads up, I'm logging out of everything for a bit. Not sure when I'll be back, but please know I'm doing well. I just need some time to disconnect. See ya later! 🩶

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Current mood.

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Guillermo del Toro some time in the 2010s: Boy, do I love Creature From the Black Lagoon. If only the Gill-Man got the girl in the end. And he was a sexy Gill-Man! That looked like Abe Sapien...

Guillermo del Toro:

Guillermo del Toro: *grabs phone* I gotta call Doug.

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Unpopular opinion,

Too many men are written as “dom daddy” types in fics.

Like be for real, that man would be honored to be your floor mat.

He’s not giving orders, he’s taking them.

Stop being afraid, put on your big boots, and step on that man.

[aegomaniac]

Monster fucker this, monster fucker that. What if I want a monster RELATIONSHIP huh?! Monster HAND HOLDING, monster INTIMATE CONVERSATIONS, monster COMFORTABLE SILENCE??

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OKAY, WHAT ABOUT BULL AND COW HYBRIDS REACTING TO BRATTY CHUBBY READER WHERE SHES THROWING A HISSY FIT BECAUSE SHES ON HER PERIOD AND THE BULLS THINK THE SOLUTION IS JUST TO BREED HER 🤭🤭🤭

A/N: This is kind of a mix between the two requests (but not fully either, sorry!) bc it sparked something inside of me. Enjoy!

Do you need a reminder?

Bull-hybrid x cow-hybrid x chubby fem!reader || sharing is caring, breeding, hucow fantasy, oral sex, MFF threesome|| tw: internalized fatphobia

“What’s wrong, honey?” Your girlfriend asked, her ears pointing down seeing your tears.

“I think it’s just PMS,” you answered, sniffling and wiping away some lonely tears. “I feel… I feel just so fat and ugly and I don’t know why you two put up with me.” More tears followed, and your girlfriend pulled you to her, hugging you as thigh as possible as she whispered sweet nothings into your head.

Your bull of a boyfriend chose that second to walk in and look at you both hugging tightly. “What’s the matter? What happened? Who do I have to kill?” Always a gentleman offering some violence.

Your girlfriend caressed your face and kissed your temple, your boyfriend joining you and kissing the top of your head. You were a human sandwich between your partners and you felt a bit better about it. You stood like that for a long time, just marveling into each other warmth, and when your tears run dry, your girlfriend looked at him, and then at you... and you saw a spark of mischief in her.

“Our girl is feeling ugly and undesirable, and I think we need to do something about it, don’t you?” She asked your boyfriend, not caring about your opinion on the matter. You knew what he thought of your self-doubt, always ready to remind you how hot he found you and your rolls.

“I think you are right, I think our little human needs a reminder of how much we like her,” he responded, his arms reaching for the hem of your shirt and pulling it over your head. Your breasts fell heavily, your nipples already pebbled in the cold air. “So pretty and luscious, I want to devour you,” he added, his hands caressing your soft tummy, groping your fat as your girlfriend pulled down your pants and groped your ass shamelessly.

You groaned as you found yourself naked not two seconds later. Both of them still dressed. Your cow-girlfriend carried your body to the bed without breaking a sweat, pushing you onto the mattress and kissing you deeply until you forgot why you were sad in the first place. But that didn’t stop them.

She sat on your middle as your legs were pushed far apart, your boyfriend’s tongue finding your needy pussy instantly. You groaned against her lips as he started getting you ready for what you knew was coming. He tongue fucked you for a few minutes, until you were pulling away from the kiss to beg him to fuck you already. They both laughed at your impatience, but he complied.

“You love when we treat you like a hucow, don’t you, darling? Of course you do, you are just our toy to play with,” your boyfriend’s words made you wetter, the gushing sounds of his flesh slapping yours making you blush.

“I- I-” You tried to retort, but he hit your G-spot and your eyes rolled back into your head.

“Shhh, honey, don’t talk, your mouth looks a lot prettier when you are doing something with it.” That was the only heads up you got before your girlfriend was sitting on your face, her hands grabbing yours and directing them to her breasts, encouraging you to play with her nipples. You felt fuzzy, the combination of her pussy in your face and your bull’s boyfriend dick inside of you was driving you fucking insane. And then their hands… They were groping and probing and touching everywhere, there wasn’t a part of you left unexplored, a part of you left unloved… You felt treasured.

You tried to focus on your girlfriend’s pleasure, but their combined movements were too distracting, but at least you were doing something good, because not much later, your girlfriend was pulling at your hair painfully as she rode your face to orgasm. She dismounted your face and sat next to you, a tired smile on her face as she looked at your bouncy boobs as your bull fucked you. Her eyes were fixated on your tits, and in a second, she had a handful in each hand as she twisted your nipples.

“Breed her,” she instructed your boyfriend. When she got all commanding and serious, you lost your mind, completely blown with desire. Who couldn’t love a dominating woman?

He looked at your shared girlfriend with reverence in his eyes, his ears twitching and his tail thrashing behind him. “Gladly,” he responded with a long groan as you felt the first shoot of his come inside of you. “She’s milking me so well, oh fuck.” You felt another shoot of cum, so much of it that you were overflowing around his dick. You came with him, and your girlfriend’s mouth was pulling at your nipples only drove you higher.

You were coming down from a spectacular orgasm when you felt the sweet release of milk coming out. She groaned at the taste and pulled back, grabbing your boyfriend’s horns and pulling him down to latch onto your other breast. They milked you until you came again, your boyfriend’s dick still inside your messy pussy.

By the time they released your soft body, you didn’t know your own name. “Do you feel better now, honey? Or do you need another reminder of how much we like you?” She teased, you were so spent that you couldn’t even keep your eyes open, much less answer her. “That’s what I thought. You look a lot better when you are fucked out of your mind either way. Maybe we should keep her like that, just a mindless cow for us to use…” She whispered against your ear as your boyfriend groaned and you fell into the arms of sleep.

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The knowledge I've acquired from years hyperfixating on animals and folklore sometimes gets in the way of me enjoying things. If I'm reading about werewolves I'll find myself saying, "No, the alpha wolf theory was completely wrong. And a pack is just a family unit, not a strict hierarchy." Or if it's something about Greek mythology I might think, "Sirens can lure people with anything their heart desires. An asexual would still be susceptible to their song." I know it's silly, trying to inject logic into a work of fiction (especially fantasy), but it's hard to turn that part of my brain off. Do other people have the same problem or is that more of a me/neurodivergent thing?

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I love hearing about other people's monsterlover awakenings. Maybe it's because my first love was the Beast, but I've always been sentimental about that kind of thing. Being a kid, seeing a character who's different or "undesirable", and having so many feelings about them. You might not understand what these feelings are, but you know it's something pleasant, something special.

I've been thinking and thinking, trying to pinpoint exactly what it was that got me into monster fucking/loving. Was it something I saw or heard, or did it just spring up all on its own? I've been racking my brain trying to figure it out. And then I realized it was this! This right here:

The garden scene from Dracula (1992)! This came out before I was even born! At the time, I didn't even know the terms 'monster fucker' or 'teratophillia' were even a thing, but I swear, the first time I saw this, I was like, "I gotta have me some of that!"

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One time I read a Hellboy fanfic where he called the reader "kitten" and a lot of the comments said it was cringe. Meanwhile, it had me blushing, giggling, and twirling my hair every single time. So, does anyone else like really corny nicknames in self-inserts, or am I in the minority here?

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I think this guy would LOVE Mass Effect: Andromeda.

i want to be part of the initial contact group between humans and aliens where we exchange knowledge and culture between us. I want us to realize that despite other major anatomical differences, the concept of sexual reproduction is similar to that on earth although with some unique parts. I want to get close to an alien who's the equivalent of a male of his species, first as friends but maybe something more develops and with our newfound knowledge of each other we explore our bodies. I want to see this alien groan and moan in pleasure, to push him closer to orgasm. I want to see how an alien cums.

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