#creatues

[dedusmuln]

meowdy!! i couldn't find any nudibranch stamps, so i went and made some myself !! ^_^ i promise they look nice when tiny o_O pt 2 and part 3: x / x credit isn't needed if used, but is always appreciated !! <3

[sixeye-sketch]

[cephalophore-semaphore]

INCREDIBLE RESOURCE:

Thank you so much to oh_hi_mark_ on reddit for building quick stat blocks for every class at multiple levels this rules!!

[mizumi-kahago-art]

Reference Sheet: Additional Characters + Creatures

[tojisun]

beast simon preparing you for days so you can take in his knot. he clicks his tongue when you get whiny and desperate, and grabs you by your jaw because you’re not being obedient; because you insist that you can take all of him already when he can barely fit four of his fingers in you. you always end up squirming, legs shutting close as you cum, splintered moans scratching from your ragged throat. but you’re too overstimulated already, so wrung dry, and you feel like your cunt’s been stretched out enough. you say this to simon and all he does is pull your face close to his, his gaze intense, before grunting out, “next time i hear y’whine, my knot’s goin’ down y’r throat instead.” that shouldn’t have made you wetter than you are already—

[lockitssodaspill]

a simple swagdoons, anyone?

[lesoldatmort]

Shapeshifter 🩸 | Drawtober entry II.

Be wary, Traveller, if at night you must depart— Of a mercurial trickster whose might is renowned. Sly serpent, fearsome harpy, or terrible hound-- Judge not by its shape; its form does not matter Its true face carefully hidden, lest it may shatter Once caught by this demon, your fate has been sealed Their curse a contagion, even after wounds healed But they won’t hesitate, your body torn limb from limb Your still-beating heart devoured and all that is grim Their powers wax with the moon and when it comes full They’re called to the hunt by its irresistible pull From the dark a dozen eyes surround you, all glowing red Jaws led by never-ending hunger, despite how they’ve fed For they are guided by their own GLUTTONOUS heart!

Second entry to the Drawtober challenge! It is not about werewolves only, but the whole family of hellish creatures also known as Shapeshifters.

💀 PATREON | bsky | X | IG | Prints&merch

[hourglass-doll]

Drew a sketch of Dr. kel a bit and and then decided to redraw it with more effort put into it, and more hair, there wasnt much hair in the sketch and now there is a lot more :)

[passionfruitmango]

They have ARRIVED!!! My first long furby, made by WickytackCreations on Etsy, currently semi unnamed but I'll update when I settle on a good long name for this long bab 🥰🥰🥰

[4th photo is from their original listing!!! 🤩]

HEHEH UPD8, I HAVE SETTLED ON A NAME!!! Please meet:

GTA [Green Tea Arizona] Nike Mogan 6.0 Vaporwave 🩷💚

[caliburn-not-calculator]

Taking a page from Kath's book and gonna try do little AU shorts for all the many AUs spinning in my head. Some of which are mine and some from the discord but yeah, anyhow!

A little thing from my Dracula AU (VR-LA is kinda John Harker, Maxim Dracula but like less evil and more depressed/repressed)

Bat form Maxim and VR-LA bonding

Veerle leaned against the window frame, one leg propped up on the sill and the coming autumn wind toying with his loose hair. Beneath him old stone disappeared in a sheer drop, his window of choice placed in the attic of the manor house. He cared not for the height though. Up here, under the darkening sky and far above the the jagged sea of shadowed trees surrounding his client’s property, one could encounter the other residents.

Bats. Many, many bats.

Swarms roosted in the hollow eaves and descended over the forest and craggy foothills each evening as the purple dusk fell. They’d swirl in smokey blooms from the windows, dispersing into the night air to feast.

A smile tugged on his lips as their shadows darted over the stone around him. Peculiar as it was he’d developed a great fondness for his more animal housemates in his time staying with Maxim. As captivating and curious as his eccentric host was the bats had a sweetness he sorely lacked. He’d been warned against them at first, Maxim having claimed they were temperamental and prone to biting, but Veerle had found no such issue.

If anything, they were downright cuddly.

As proven then by the sleepily still creature cradled in his arms. Despite how much he longed to, remembering and naming every bat was impossible. But it hadn’t stopped VR-LA from trying. He’d established a small handful he could reliably recognise, but his current companion was perhaps the most striking of them all. Maybe his favourite as well, not that he’d ever say so aloud.

It had dusty gold fur and pallid white eyes Veerle often found himself getting caught in. Eerie, but rather pretty. It was the colouration which it had earned the affectionate nickname Butter Moon. It had been perhaps the slowest to trust out of all he’d encountered so far, but after gradually endearing it to him with treats and tentative scritches they’d developed a rapport.

To the point where now Veerle could cuddle it to his chest with minimal wing flapping or chittering complaints. Though, its silence did seemed strangely brooding. But it was a bat. They had great personality as he’d learned, but he’d yet to meet a bat who brooded. Still, it huddled there now, wings curled over his hands, blank eyes staring into the dark, and tiny brows lowered in a furrow that amusingly reminded him of his host. Maxim’s forehead creased similarly, and he had the same cold paleness to his eyes.

Veerle snorted at the thought, the sound disturbing Butter Moon, whose wings twitched. In apology he gently scritched behind its ears. The fur slipped silken through his finger tips, as pleasant for him as it was likely the bat. A small grin spread across his face as its eyelids began to droop, large ears twitching almost encouragingly.

As grumpy as it was, it truly was Veerle’s favourite, and he was starting to think the feeling may be mutual.

[aggressivedaikons]

silly little shadow doodle while trying to remember how he looks (the movie hype is getting to me)

[bittybattybunny]

That time once more! mermay!

I totally forgot to share this here too but we're starting the year with Levibun! Cuz I can

[lerios]

god i adore narvin's contribution to enemy lines. my man goes to work one morning, finds out that he's losing his job from the fucking tv, has to wrangle some incomprehensible earth kid, gets murdered, disappears for 2 hours, and then turns up right at the end to make Noises™ for 30 seconds straight. and then loses his fucking job again.

big finish was like "these are all our cool action hero barbies that are going to save the universe. and also we have this bobo the clown doll that we're going to throw down the fucking stairs 😍" and they were right

[yellow-dejavu]

- Paradise is free of pain and sorrow. Everything we've ever done is forgotten there. Any pain that we've ever felt is erased. And all the dead live.

I find it curious how the belief in paradise affects some of the characters, so I want to make a little speculation about how I think it might have worked. Franziska, Magnus and Agnes were part of Sic Mundus, but it is really unclear how they see it. So I will mainly focus on Noah, Elisabeth and Silja, who are known to really believe in paradise.

When Noah and Elisabeth meet, he shares his belief in paradise with her. Then they are separated by the disappearance of their daughter, and Silja as a child is brought to Elisabeth. Elisabeth shares her belief in paradise with Silja. The way I think it might play out is that Elisabeth knew this child who had just lost her mother, and she wanted to comfort this little girl by sharing something that had given her comfort since she was a little girl. I also think that Elisabeth was specifically told to form Sic Mundus in the post-apocalyptic era and protect the plant.

So Silja was raised in a cult until 1888, where she continued her life and died with an earlier version of the same cult. Her husband was part of the cult since his late teens until his death, and their kids were raised in a cult. There is little or no information about the family of Bartosz, Silja, Hanno and Agnes. So I have some assumptions about their family dynamics. Silja named her son Hanno after her late mother Hannah. Hanno was very young when his mother died. So I think the way she may have introduced Hanno to paradise is as a bedtime story. I mean Silja gave her son something from her mother, which is his name, so I think it would make sense if she gave her son something from the other parental figure she had in her life, which is Elisabeth. Something that gave her comfort in hard times and now she could share with her little boy in better times.

I also think I could connect this with Bartosz death. What if Bartosz wanted to keep this image of a "perfect paradise" as a way for his child to remember Silja?

It would be even easier to manipulate a little cult boy into thinking that betraying his father is an act of love. Adam believed in paradise, but not in the same way. His version wasn't as optimistic; their version was easier to manipulate and use in his favor. Sic Mundus can make Noah believe that his father's detachment from the prophecy is forgetting his mother's memory, and he knows that his father is clearly in pain. Bartosz has lost his faith, but Noah can still free him from all that pain and take him to Paradise. Noah must save his father by killing him.

If he thought something like that, it made me think of the phrase Noah repeated more than once, "he also said we'd become friends before you betray me". Noah always knew that he would be betrayed, but he didn't imagine that his baby would be stolen by his own baby and the mother who was also her baby's daughter, all ordered by Adam. I think Noah always taught that Adam would kill him. Maybe he would lose his faith like his father and Adam would betray him. He would save him by killing him like Noah did with his father. Jonas would do it because he loves Noah and it would free him from all his pain. Adam is his savior.

After the experiments failed and Charlotte's birth was difficult, Noah didn't feel his faith was as strong. He was hopeless. But they're going to make it, they're going to fulfill the prophecy. Noah will have to travel and teach a younger version of himself. He has never seen a much older version of himself, so it could mean that his time is near. But could paradise ever be as sweet and real as what he's building with his family? it doesn't matter how he feels, he just wants Elisabeth to keep her hope, and he would give her the strength he doesn't have for himself.

[legokingfisher]

He was just a potato and now he is so majestic and the handsome guy ever he’s like my little brother to me ok. my silly

[nonsensical-guild]

Toon-sona,,,, of dandy,, I'll make a Sprout eventually :b