#monstercuddler

[chris-continues]

Unconventional, Unusual, and Unapologetically Yours

Inspired by this text post I made!

In which you enter a relationship with an unfamiliar creature.. yet he’s the sweetest person you’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing.

TAGS: @beanibon @vashfantasy @h4venpha @lune010

WORD COUNT: 1.6k

Available on ao3!

NOTES: I cranked this out in like less than an hour I think. Uncanny Vash makes my fingers type like the fucking wind LMAO- ALSO I MIGHT DO PT2 <33 ^^lmk if you don’t want to be tagged! Some people asked and I know others like uncanny Vash a lot, so I thought you’d enjoy. I tried to add a bit of creature Vash as well, please feel free to comment/reblog if you enjoyed! And lmk any ideas you have :D

Your boyfriend deviated from what one would call the standard partner. 

Well, not that such a thing was negative. He was by far one of the most beautiful people you’d ever seen, that much you noted from your first encounter. An abandoned warehouse, where you’d been forced to do an odd job when tight for cash. “Get a photo of the infamous Humanoid Typhoon!”, they said, giving you directions out of town. The warehouse then had appeared nothing short of shady, with its shabby walls, unfamiliar state, and a slight mildewy smell you weren’t too fond of. 

That would soon change, becoming your safe haven, as you recalled how you’d met. 

Your tentative steps inside, phone flashlight beaming as you explored for a good few minutes before- “Ah!” You jolted, the wide smile of a tall man, startling you. He apologetically waved his hands before you, attempting to reassure you, “Aw god, I’m sorry- I didn’t mean to scare you!” 

“It’s uh, fine, yeah.” You cleared your throat, turning your flashlight down slightly, “Who are you?” “Vash.” He chirped, quite literally. “And you?”, he offered his hand, ever so charming. If you recalled correctly, his pupils dilated a bit too much at the touch of your hand against his.

Humanoid. Not human.

It took you an embarrassingly long time to connect the dots, your attempt to search for the man of the hour futile (or successful, depending on how you viewed it). Searching for any extending corridors, or perhaps a hidden room. His company was originally slightly unsettling, as he was a stranger just tagging along for the ride, but he had no ill intent and with each sweet remark you found your night to not be a complete failure, swearing you’d return next weekend, same time to find the Humanoid Typhoon together. 

It turned into a game of stalling. 

Searching the same wall as last week, fingers tapping at the eroding wood of the building. His fingertips had brushed yours a handful of times as he blamed it on the darkness, a slight squeak leaving him each time, and maybe it was your fatigue riddled mind but you almost swore a slight glow emanated from him each time. 

After the 3rd week of searching you really didn’t care about finding this Typhoon guy anymore, figuring he was just some urban legend. Why did you keep going? For Vash, of course. He was a great listener, funny, and seemed to enjoy your company, and you really enjoyed his, and by god were you absolutely horrendous when it came to romance. So continued your pining of poking and prodding at an abandoned warehouse at the late hours of night. Too nervous to ask for his number (you found out later he didn’t have a phone), too shy to initiate anything further. 

Aha, until one night. 

Your searching had become less investigative of the building and moreso of each other, legs crossed and sitting in the middle of the warehouse with music playing from your phone on occasion. Discussions ranging from god knows what, each interesting in their own right. What confused you was that something as mundane as you telling a story in which you got your neighbors mail left him at the edge of his seat, but you simply chalked it up as him being a good listener and eager to engage in conversation, (that being partially true). Exhaustion creeped at you one night though, your horrendous sleeping habits having caught up with you as you rested your head against the derelict floorboards and gazed up at the ceilings. 

Vash had a habit of humming to fill in silences, and much like the rest of him you found yourself inexplicably drawn to it.. So sue you for being soothed to sleep by such a thing.

He didn’t tell you until much later, but that night he’d let his hand graze the back of yours, feathers peeking from beneath his jacket with the slight bumps ever so comforting against your skin. You let out the cutest hums, rolling just a bit closer to him.

His breath caught in his throat, as he let himself touch your hand just a bit more. His long, inhuman tongue laved over his several rows of sharp, unnatural teeth in a fidgeting motion. His pupils expanded, admiring you. You always appeared a bit nervous or tense around him- of course that diminished over time, he noted, but why were you so nervous? God, he hated being like this sometimes. To be.. A normal human companion of yours was something he found he craved. Every week, waiting for you in this dingy, subpar hiding place..

You were the highlight of his week. 

He had to hold himself back from instinctively curling into your side, wrapping his lanky limbs around you and allowing his vertebrae to extend to his full height.. Several feet taller than you. He wants to engulf you whole, keep you forever close and cherish you with chirps you couldn’t possibly understand. 

When you awake, he lays beside you. His body is as stiff as the wooden planks lining the warehouse floors, glancing at you as you finally make a move.

You scoot an inch closer.

His breath hitches in his throat. 

He can feel a draft making its way through the building,your body shivering as you shift just a bit closer.

“You.. are you cold?” He hesitates, arm stiffening as the fabric of his jacket meets the sleeve of your shirt. 

“Yeah, kinda..” You murmur, eyes darting away from him then back to him- god, you could stare at him and never tire of it. 

Your arms are pressed against one another, his fingers- wait, they’re uncharacteristically smooth, toying with the end of your sleeve. Oh god. The cutest guy you’ve ever met and he’s- oh god- you’ve dreamt of this more than you’d care to admit, hugging a pillow to sleep most nights, mind drifting to the cute guy you meet every weekend outside of town. 

Your fingers graze his once more, breathing pausing once more.

He intertwines his fingers with yours.

You think you’re going to die.

He chirps happily, and with your curiosity getting the better of you, you can’t help but ask, “What’s that noise mean?”

He blinks owlishly, sheepish smile crossing his face, “Oh uh, I don’t know really. It just.. happens?”  

“Ah, mhm. That’s fair.”

You peek down to your intertwined hands, only to see-

“Vash?”

His mouth gapes open to speak, and you get another peek of his- oh god, now that it’s morning you can see better.

Rows upon rows of his sharp teeth. His mouth forcibly staying together in one piece rather than three. Unnaturally long limbs. Feathers sprouting from him. 

“You.. you’re not human, are you?”

Oh god. He scared you. He’s so ugly, and you’re frozen, backing away slightly- “Oh my god you’re not- are you?”

The Humanoid Typhoon.

“Yeah. I.. I am.”

It takes you a moment to collect your bearings, mouth agape. “You.. you  never planned to hurt me, right?” Your eyes are wide, hands in your lap as you now sit up, legs criss crossed. 

“God no! Never! Oh god, I'm so sorry.” He buried his face in his hands, hiding it from the peeking rays of sunlight peering through the wood of the warehouse. “I don’t try to hurt anyone really, it just.. happens.” He swallowed thickly, “You can leave, if you’d like. I won’t hold it against you.”

You shake your head adamantly, “No, no I trust you. Just surprised me is all. I’ve never seen anything like it, I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable, Vash.” Your hands fidget within your lap, “I enjoy your company and you not being human won’t change that.”

He peeked at you from his fingers, pupils dilated. “..really?”

You nodded. 

He certainly didn’t appear very convinced, but as you offered one of your previously fidgeting hands out to him.. he took it. Hand much larger in yours, inhumanly smooth- you found upon closer inspection he had no fingerprints. 

You stayed like that for god knows how long, until you checked your phone, “Shit! I’m sorry Vash, I’ve got to-” Aw god, his face, he was so cute..

“I’ll return soon.”

He walked you to your car parked outside. 

Your next few visits were a lot more different. He never directly said it, but before long you started staying the night, pressed close to one another, easing closer and closer to one another with hesitant touches. His eyes pleaded for your company each time you left, a small pout forming on his lips. 

You hated leaving him each time. 

Your first kiss was sweet, clumsy, and absolutely adorable. Just like him. 

He laid atop you, the world’s best weighted blanket, wrapping his unproportionate, lanky limbs around you to pull you flush against him. “I like you Vash. A lot.” You admitted into his hair quietly, shyly kissing the crown of his head. He chirped excitedly, a few clicks escaping him as he shifted to have your eyes meet, lips peppering pecks on your cheeks, jaw, and the corners of your lips. 

You both were too nervous to initially confess, just basking in one another’s company. 

“Like you too.” A series of inhuman noises escaped him, elated by your flustered giggles. 

He almost felt bad for temporarily silencing you with a shy and quick peck to your lips. His eyes widened, before going in for another. 

Another, another, another, purring contentedly as he pressed closer to you in hopes to mold you both into one. 

Your hands tentatively reached to cradle his face, grinning into the dorky kiss you two shared. 

Now though? You glance at him, wrapped in a mini nest you two share atop your bed. He nuzzles into your neck, teeth gently nibbling at the flesh as the rays of morning peek through your bedroom window. His legs hang off the bed with how tall he is, but he couldn’t care less.

Is it unconventional? Sure. Unusual? Most definitely.

But you’ve never been more happy than you have with him.

[monsterfucker-sex-ed]

Are there monsters that are more snuggly/ down to cuddle?? I know werewolves tend to be but are there others that might be up for a good snuggle sesh?

Reptiloids love cuddles with warm beings such as humans, giving them a natural affinity for snuggles!

- The Night Queen

[authorstellarainbow]

Who doesn't want a monster lover who cuddles them and hunts for them and gives them all the kisses? Who murders the people who hurt them as a romantic gesture?

Artwork from Liberation (An MM Monster x Human Romance) by Stella Rainbow. Drawn by @grimmkat-art

[lynxindisguise]

did a little redesign of sirius + moony

[cutest-xiv-chacter-tourney]

Crown for the Cutest Round 1~!

[eddieyourgrimeyratslut]

Can I just. Have. A werewolf to sleep with.

Sexually yes

But also just. The warm, safe body holding me close. The earthy smells. The soft huffs.

The wet tongue kisses when I wake up...

The adorable sleeping canine face

Or those intelligent, watchful eyes? 👀

Yeah<3

[socks-ocs]

Latest oc's,2 first bases are from DA (artist user on the pic),last is fron AJ

[sharksnshakes]

Killers' Big Spoon vs. Little Spoon! HCs

Everybody has a soft spot. Even killers in the fog... right?

AN; still very conflicted over some of 'em but fuck it we ball. monstercuddlers, your time is now

TW; none i can think of

Big spoon

CALEB QUINN, Frank Morrison, Ji-Woon Hak, Albert Wesker, Herman Carter, Pinhead

Little spoon

Philip Ojomo, Max Thompson Jr.

Both

EVAN MACMILLAN, JOEY, Pyramid Head, Danny Johnson, Kazan Yamaoka

Would never be caught dead cuddling with anybody (or so they say)

ALBERT WESKER, Danny Johnson, Kazan Yamaoka, Evan MacMillan

...What do spoons have to do with cuddling?

Freddy Kreuger, Michael Myers, Pinhead, Max Thompson Jr.

[spicymotte]

I say I am a monsterfucker but in reality I mean monstercuddler. I just wanna hug the everloving shit out of that huge monster. give 'em a little kissie on the forehead. sleep on top of them. have dinner together and then take a walk in the haunted forest. we're holding hands.

[chris-continues]

Uncanny Vash cuddle headcanons... maybe some Uncanny Knives too? 🥺🥺

Inhuman Embrace

Cuddling Uncanny Vash + Cuddling Uncanny Knives headcanons

NOTES: Oh my god of course!! I’m a sucker for cuddles and writing it is so sweet <3

TW: unsettling descriptions, inhuman body parts, etc, (this is sfw they’re just you know… not human so), claustrophobia (mentioned like once)

TAGS: @vashfantasy @millionsvash @lune010 @astrathecowboy @captaintweet @cowboylivio

Vash

-He’s very cuddly. Lanky, long limbs that wrap around you in a cocoon, and occasionally his wings will wrap around you, fleshy appendages a shell providing protection from outside.

-Chirps and purring, he’s nuzzling against your neck. Now, he prefers to be on top of you like a blanket, but he won’t refuse any affection you offer. His pupils dilate excitedly at anything you give, he will allow himself to take and take because he can indulge in you.. you’re wonderful, he adores you. His human.

-He runs a bit warm, when he does have a temperature. His fingers are comparable to wax, he has no fingerprints. His forearms, from what you can see, because he doesn’t really go shirtless too often around you, sometimes have feathers blooming from underneath the skin.

-He enjoys burying his face in your hair. He also enjoys the cushy, plush parts of you, but to feel your whole body against his is something he treasures, so he’ll normally grasp your tummy, rolls, thighs, with his large hands and hum contentedly against his neck.

-He usually doesn’t talk much unless it’s in strings or partly incoherent appreciation.

“…’re so warm…”

“..no, no, pleaseee…” and he ends on a whine when you try to leave.

“Stay...” He breathes against you, pulling you tighter once again. “..please..”

Knives

-Knives is originally apprehensive of you. Very much so. Constantly having his guard up around you, keeping an extra eye on you. Any forms of affections you offer, he will first scoff at, eye it, and then curiously poke at it later if you aren’t looking. (If it’s an item of sorts, like food or something).

-So, safe to say cuddles do NOT happen immediately. It takes awhile.

-He growls, mutters and most of the time speaks in actions rather than words. Words are so human.

-Knives finds sleep to be a recreational activity. If you follow the same sentiment, he will not accept that, you idiot, weak, human, you need sleep. He doesn’t. So of course, ugh, it’s his responsibility to spoon you in bed.

-I believe he loves his heritage but with the cocoon thing he gets claustrophobic. It’s suffocating, not having an escape, so he doesn’t do it. His arms are plenty enough, he is strong after all.

-When he believe you’re asleep, or drowsy enough, he will drum one of his hands in a tap on your side. Press his forehead to your hair. Perhaps one day he will be able to press his forehead to yours, but your breath against his.. it’s far too much. You’re so much. All at once.

-He doesn’t speak much, if at all. It’s curt commands or responses.

“Stop moving.”

“..Hm.”

“If you keep wriggling I’d say you were a snake. Lay still, human.”

[curetapwater]

Yesyes monsterfucking but what about monsterloving. Monsterkissing. Monstercuddling.

[flo-nelja]

Monsterfucking drabbles

I’m doing request drabbles on this bingo. Please prompt! Drabbles will be posted in December for an Avent calendar event. :D

I’m in The Magnus Archives of course, and also lots of myths and legends fandom, OFMD, Arcane, The Locked Tomb, Malevolent... Gravity Falls is still here, I’m getting into Animorphs, and of course anything from my xeno ship list is fair game, and if you know I love a ship and forgot to list it don’t hesitate.

Despite the name of the bingo, I’m also all here for monstercuddling or monster tentative romance.

[cutest-xiv-chacter-tourney]

Crown for the Cutest Round 1~!

[parasocialitevn]

Would Eden, in theory, be down to becoming a monstercuddler (totally not asking because I wanna ship her with my non-human OC ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))

Whatever form you may take, Eden is wholly in love with you and only you! 🤍

[stealyourblorbos]

Tag, I’m it!

Tagged by the loveliest @the-blind-assassin-12 ! Thank you darling 💕

Last song: Nightcall by London Grammar. The piano part is immaculate.

Last show: I finished, with some struggle, new season of Shadow and Bone and MAN do I have some opinions...

I also got lucky to be a screener for a local TV adaptation of one of my fav books! It's called The Librarian by Mikhail Elizarov and you can find it on Goodreads. Anyway it already looks good even without CGI. Ahhh!

Last movie: Everything everywhere all at once. Wow. Mind-blowing. I cannot catch a moment to watch Banshees of Insherin but it's def next on my list.

Currently watching: Ted Lassooooo! I love them so much. The Mandalorian season 3, although it leaves much to be desired but I'll take what I can get. The Leftovers, when I'm feeling ready for a challenge. The first season was immaculate, but I don't understand S2 yet, I'm afraid.

Currently reading: putting aside tedious volumes on the aesthetics of Chinese applied arts that I have to read for my current work project, a Soul to Keep by Opal Reyne (monstercuddlers ahoy!).

Current obsession: it's spring and start of gardening season, so I'm hunting for rare plants for my garden. My latest target is the wild Saffron, crocus sativus. I recently learned the surefire way it can be made into spice at one's home. Although one needs 150 flowers to produce only 1 gram of it, watch me try 😂 (it's worth it).

Tagging everyone who wants to play! 💜

[crypticprince]

enough monsterfuckers

i want monstercuddlers

i want to hug a big creepy boy