#monster sun and moon au

[fluffy8pest]

I need to draw owl moon in this position

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

this week's "Show of the Week" in the TSBS Server is about someone breaking into the Daycare's cookie jar.

I took the liberty to do a little crossover :3c

[ren-054]

They’re watching over you while you sleep :) 💤

(repost explanation under cut wjdnke)

Reposting because I finally fucking fixed Sun’s fucked up head akdjskdkksjd yippeeeee it’s kinda proportional/on-model now

[coulsart]

Monster au?! I’m imagining that one might meet them in dreams or maybe they’re someone’s imaginary friends…

[naffeclipse]

What if Eclipse from AP was a naga? And this took place in the deep jungle of the amazon, where photographer y/n is trying to take pictures of the wildlife?

I'm vibrating at the speed of sound over this ask while also nudging my naga au

Naga Eclipse from AP would have the tail of a Green Anaconda, with an olive green scaly color dotted with black, framed by burning-like flares of orange along the length of his slithery body. He's also decorated with orange-yellow striping on either side of his long, slipper form. His upper half is scaley with a lithe deadliness to his musculature and decorated by frills surrounding his head with brighter orange-yellow colors, almost hypnotic in their gradient hues. One eye is deep emerald green, and one is midnight blue.

Lucky you—you're out on a once-in-a-lifetime expedition to explore a jungle closed off to the public, funded by Fazco, and occupied by two researchers who will be your bunkmates for the next few weeks. You're itching to take photos of the large river, including swamps, marshes and streams, and whatever wildlife is out there.

The few locals you did meet before you left to hike the rest of the way to what would be your new, isolated home warned you of a dangerous snake—a large, mythical beast. You take note of the local folklore. You understand the truth is hidden in there somewhere, and you are well aware of the dangers and diseases you could be met with in such a harsh environment, but you're determined.

It doesn't take long for you to feel eyes watching you when you first venture out by yourself. You take beautiful pictures of freshwater fish, big and beautiful, unlike any you have ever seen. Of course, you have hundreds of snapshots of the local flora, the trees, the floating meadows, the thick vines that drape each branch and hang thickly about the ground. You almost forget that you eerily don't feel alone.

But you swear something moves in the water—the ripples stop as soon as you look. The stillness is suddenly stiff, lifeless. Even the birds have stopped chirping.

You lower your camera and carefully put it away. A trickle of fear slips into your heart. You turn away from the river's edge only to be met by a low hiss and a creature, unlike anything you witnessed in your travels, spooling itself neatly out of the water, blocking your path to the base. An incredible creature with long arms and a great, serpentine tail that seems to stretch for yards and yards. You can hardly breathe in his presence—he's otherworldly with his frills and scales and fangs.

His eyes contain a mesmerizing shine as if staring into a fire as it burns or watching the ocean as it laps up against the beach, drawing your attention, demanding you don't look away. You couldn't anyway. Half-frozen, you struggle to keep from collapsing. He beckons with a sharp talon. He hisses softly for you to come closer, mouse. He wants to see you. You try to beg no without revealing how terribly you tremble. He doesn't let you go. He insists. His eyes flash with an allure. You almost step close when he murmurs that you need to be good.

But then your sense of survival kicks adrenaline into your heart, and you turn to run—

He strikes faster than your eyes can follow. Two loops of his green and orange tail surrounded you in an instant. You're dragged to the ground, your arms pinned under his mass, and the back of your head cradled by his large palm as powerful muscles squeeze you in the slightest—a gentle rebuke for thinking you could get away. You're hyper-aware of the terrifying bulk of muscles as you lie trapped in his coils. One strong twist and your eyes could pop out of your skull, and every bone protecting your heart and lungs would crumble to shards. You gasp. An urge to kick your legs and struggle erupts in your panic; a sinking feeling tells you it would only make things worse.

He coos over you, hissing and humming in an ancient song of the jungle you have no name for. When you whimper, he shushes you and strokes your cheek. He tells you how lovely you'll be. When you talk back to him, somehow finding your tongue amid your horror, you find out his name. Eclipse. He moves you more upright, resting you on his tail so you're not petrified by how vulnerable you feel lying down, but he never loosens his scaly bindings. He hovers over you. You gaze into his stunning frills of yellow-orange and wonder how a being like him came to exist. He studies you as you study him. He grins at how you shiver when he traces your collarbone with a sharp fingertip.

You remind yourself that you can still breathe. He hasn't crushed you—yet—but you don't like how wide his smile is. Sometimes, his jaw stretches a little too long as if dislocating from his skull, ready to devour you. His eyes gleam with a ravenousness as scales twist around you, holding you close enough to smell the slick green water he had been in and deep musk.

He tells you that he'll see you again very soon—away from other humans, lest you bring him a fine gift for a meal. You can only flex your fingers, silently pleading in your heart that he won't unhook his jaw and eat you alive.

Then, he unravels himself from your limbs. But before he lets you go entirely, he leans in close, his serpentine tongue flickering close to your neck and by your hair, tasting the air around you as you muster all your strength to not scream. He inhales deeply, pleased, before he murmurs, "Sweet mouse. You are mine. Say it."

You don't understand, but you echo his command, and when he taps your chin once in what might have been a loving gesture, you force your jelly legs to solidify before you run and run, all the way back to base. You slam the door to your room behind you. You touch your ribs, your arms, still caught in the heavy sensation of his loops as if he were upon you right now.

The stories are true—there is a giant snake in this jungle, and he wants you. You're afraid to discover if Eclipse's intrigue with you is only an exotic way to satisfy his hunger.

[themeeplord]

@naffeclipse‘s cryptid boys, but they're a Monster Hunter icon!

I've wanted to make another MH World style icon ever since I made my first one. But I didn't know what I wanted to turn into an icon,, until now!! Making this was so much fun!!!

I'd love making more of these! I just gotta figure out what/who I should draw next.. and also get the time to draw it... :')

(Nerdy ranting and stuff under the cut)

Ah yes, combining two of my brainrots. No one asked for this. Only my brain did. Please don’t mind me in my weird little corner.

I would love to fight them in a Monster Hunter game! They'd DEFINITELY be a powerful elder dragon of some sort! I don't know what ailments they'd inflict, definitely bleed but I don't know what else. Maybe they can make the arena pitch black and move unseen in the shadows, only giving away where they are from their glowing red eyes. Maybe they can throw sticky demon goo at you, making little puddles where you slow down or even get stuck if you get hit by one of theier projectiles directly, kinda like being stuck in tar. And while you're stuck they're getting ready to swing their giant powerful arms at you!

Hands and face are definitely weak points. Breakable horns, back and claws! I wonder what their armor and weapons would look like!! :O

I can't help but fantasize about their music too! I think making it quiet instead of large and grandiose works better for them. Something that would fit their elusiveness. Low rumbling notes with some higher notes and fast tempo bits scattered around to keep you on your toes, never knowing when and where their next attack will strike as they stalk you in the shadows.

Is it weird that in one moment I wanna cuddle this creature and in the next I wanna fight them and make armor and weapons out of their body parts kljfbvlasjkvbs

[i-may-be-anyone]

" Astra's fingers gently brushed against Sun's mask, and as time seemed to stoped for a moment : the jester felt his cogs shift strangely. The scene was tender and the gesture was soft, the two freaks discovered that day that there was more than just violence within the Great Circus "

New illustration and first one about my Circus Monster project : I can't wait to share more about this AU with you later !

[scarredlove]

I fell down the rabbit hole. Again. How would your slug boys react if Y/n accidentally went somewhere super dangerous out of curiosity, only to come back without a scratch because whatever was dangerous was suddenly afraid of Y/n? Just curious. Hope you have a nice day/night!

[lunat1cc]

Monsterhigh designs ig

[chknbzkt]

Cw: Animal death, blood and gore

Day 18 of DCA Promptober: Beast

He probably got out while he was in a stupor, he gets stupid hangry fresh after a shift and the local game are always sure to suffer for it

One of Sun’s worst fears is that one day the carcass he comes-to half-devoured is a person. Moon, Monty, and the rest of the glams have been diligent in watching over him on moon weeks for years, but things like this do happen and it haunts his nightmares how easy it is for him to potentially maul someone he cares about

Or worse: share his “predicament” with them

[fluffy8pest]

Sketch, i alredy have the lineart finished digitally i just need to colour it now!

I realized i have a easier time sketching on paper than digitally, things come a lot smoother! Recently when i try to sketch directly from the pc it comes out weird and stiff, so i guess whatever works, works!

[cookiepop-cat]

Eee I was goofing around and came up with a lil AU idea. It’s very underdeveloped cuz I just started it tonight but ye :3

The idea is that Y/N is just being annoyed by these two dumb creatures that live in their closet <3

Short summary:

When Y/N was a little kid, they used to be a huge scaredy cat, they were scared of everything; spiders, heights, clowns, the dark, etc.

They’d always be crying over something, whether that be the scary noise from the hallway, or the spooky shadow in their room, or the supposed monster under their bed. But this wasn’t anything unique. In fact, most kids feared the monsters in the dark, only to grow up and learn that theres no such thing.

It’s been years since Y/N worried about such things. Although, now that they’re living on their own, they’ve started growing paranoid once again. They started fearing the unknown, the creaks, the thumps, the scratches, the eyes at the end of their bed… only this time, they were real.

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Also to anyone wondering, I made Sun clown themed because Y/N is afraid of clowns, and moon represents their fear of the dark

Lemme know what y’all think and if you’d be interested in more! :D

[ren-054]

AU swap I doodled for fun! :)

heheh the sillies the goobers

[skittlewaffle]

Leave em be, they have many important matters to discuss

I just . really love drunk Y/Ns and Y/N interaction k

@castercassette

[naffeclipse]

Hello there Naff! I return to your inbox with gifts based on your semi-recent Lethal Company drabble!

The paper sketch and semi cleared up line-art on digital!

OHHH THEM!! Oh my gosh, the brackens on their design are *mwah* and I love how you captured Sun's petals around his face! The leaves on Moon's back and flowing down his head are so good! Oh, they're such a creature!!

Thank you so much for sharing! <3

[themeeplord]

I don't know what game they're playing, but little hunter is winning big time.

@naffeclipse the tongue hasn't quite left my brain yet dksksjhd XD