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mellowwillowy · 8 months

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫

Yan! Eldritch Horrors (or Monsterfuck for short) × GN! Reader

"I want you to gut me baby~"

""Say less""

Warning: NSFW, Inhumane Size, threesome, mention of wanting Reader to be a 'Mother', gruesome talk

So that's how you ended up in this mating press position, your guts rearranged by his inhumane size, your face dumbstruck by pleasure and pain at the same time.

"Ssshhh, you said you want to be gutted by us no? Take it, take it all~" his pace does not falter, it remains the same and steady, his veins hitting the spot you are dying for.

Of course, there's still another one present on the bed.

"Just wrap this cock with that pretty mouth, 'kay? Be good for us and we will reward you."

Your mouth is already sore from having his inhumane size still in you, drool pooling down on the mattress you three were on.

"So good~ so good for us aren't you, doll?"

His hand caresses the strands of hair from your face, sweats making it stick to your skin. You look down at your stomach and see something bulging out. It disappears then reappears again, pushing your guts upward, or so you think.

The other pulls out his member from your mouth and you immediately feel your sore jaw before he brings your hand to your stomach.

"Why don't you feel the thing that has been piercing you?"

"Oh-ho! Great idea! See? This is the proof of my love, gutting the fuck out of you," he increases his pace, his thrust getting deeper and harder, "feeling you in a way mortals shouldn't, oh how much I want you to be the 'Mother' of my offsprings~"

"Don't." He shoots the man above you a glare.

"What? I'm sure you want to see them bear us children too no~? Imagine seeing them round with our offspring in them."

"I'd rather not have the child eat and rip her alive."

Talking about those gruesome stuff while they are fucking you up? You love that. Truth to be said, the idea of being able to carry a child excites you, especially one that is inhumane and is capable of eating you alive to survive!

"What? Aha, are you sick? I can feel you clenching me!"

"Maybe our doll needs a bit of repair soon," he frowns as he peppers you with kisses, "I can't and won't let you ever bear any pain because of us..."

You kiss him back, tongue clashing with his. Not wanting to lose, he kisses you back, not letting you go until he figures you've run out of breath. He doesn't want you to faint just because of a kiss after all.

"Haa... khk- hey, what would you do if I wasn't joking?"

"... I'd fucking kill you"

"Wha-?"

This time the man above kisses you, unlike the passionate kiss you shared with the other one, his is more greedy and needy, teeth clashing against yours and tongue occasionally bitten.

"So close, soooo close... hey... I love ya'"

That was his warning before you felt something warm filling you up to the brim, hell the bulge is still there, all he has to do is pull out push your stomach down and his dead offspring will flow out of you like a tap water.

Just as he pulls himself out, he is immediately shoved to the side, "What a bad habit you got right here, not giving them a proper finish..."

"Eh? No... I, I came earlier so- ahk!"

He starts to stimulate you back, his fingers working their way around you, "Nonsense, you deserve more," his fingers insert themselves into your gaping hole, hitting all the spots that make you see the cosmic. His tongue licks your jaw, nibbling it before moving to your neck, giving you a hickey.

You come shortly after that, body twitching and mind dazes off into the unknown until he places his member on top of your face.

"Remember, I still haven't had my share, doll."

Oh that thing is surely going to fucking pierce and gut you up and you love that ♡

"Yeeeeeeshhh....."

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Afternotes: I actually have the pairings in my head but I'll just let you guys decide.

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julfr · 6 months

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Just chilling…

#my art #DREDGE #The Pale Reach #really excited for the dlc #it releases while I am at work though so I have to wait a bit #not doing well mentally right now but having this to look forward to is really lifting my mood #especially because the team is also very nice on the discord #lovecraft #arctic #I modified the boat a bit #also put an OC on there instead of Morgan #I have more of her #OC #I guess I can tag it that #OC:Juliet #dredge art #dredge game

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nyxshadowhawk · 2 months

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I need a Lovecraftian-style story in which an explorer finds an ancient inscription on a stone monolith, written in a forgotten language, in the antediluvian ruins of a lost city of which only legends formerly spoke.

And then someone translates it, and it turns out to be some king’s plans for an irrigation system.

#if fiction worked like real life #archaeology #epigraphy #lovecraftian #lovecraftian horror #eldritch horror #ancient languages #lost city #dead languages #lovecraft #h.p. lovecraft

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carionto · 8 months

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So uhh... we found something really, REALLY strange

As the tectonic activity continues to shift ever more chaotically across the globe, randomly elevating or crumbling parts of mountains, opening up fissures and expanding fault lines, not to mention all the volcanic eruptions, to say it is important to monitor the inner workings of Earth would be a criminal understatement.

On the remains of what used to be Hawaii, now a singular landmass, lies a monitoring station closest to the epicenter of the Fusion Detonation Event, some 400km away. Seismographer and tectonics expert Joannie du'Preeste was finalizing this months deep level mapping of the area of detonation and directly below to give the algorithm-driven disaster prediction model at least an above 50% accuracy rate for this month.

Typical readings, increase in magma outflow, collapses of internal caverns, formation of new ones, and irregular shifts from the various efforts to stymie and direct the disastrous plate movements. Now that Humanity and Earth were properly back in dimensional space instead of in-between, some additional hectic activity in the form of directional nuclear detonation had been performed for the upcoming plan of "plug the hole with a large piece of another planet or moon".

They've selected Sycorax by the way, just waiting for it to get further away from Uranus in its irregular orbit, hook it up to several Dreadnoughts and haul it over to Earth and gently plop it in the hole. It is about the right size and nobody will miss it if it doesn't work.

Anyway, as she pondered the likely inevitable yet another calamitous event we'll be willingly conducting, the mapper finished its work.

At first, more of the same chaos as usual, but something at the back of her mind said to glance closer at the density readings from the deepest level measurements. With not much else to do today before the work day ends, she highlighted the appropriate levels, and as she started to remove clutter data, a shape began to emerge.

A tendril.

While scans and maps often show things that our minds interpret as something already familiar to us, once you look at each individual part, you see that it is just a coincidence. The brain wants to see what it knows to make sense of the unknown, life would be too complicated and overstimulating otherwise.

No mistake, however. As she removed more of the clutter and focused in on the object, there was no mistaking its resemblance to a biological structure. Hints of veins, pores, hairs, scales, needles, eyes... seemingly everything you could find on the surface layer of a creature was there, or parts of it anyway. Composition-wise it was more of the same silicates and such compounds found within the mantle. But... denser, more concentrated, almost deliberately shaped.

She quickly loaded up older data and after a bit of filtering and comparing, sure enough, the same tendril-like structure is there, just a little closer to the regular density levels of the surrounding. Even years old data provided similar results, though you could only find the shape if you already knew it was there.

Loading up the oldest records she had access to from around 300 years ago revealed the same, just even less distinguishable from the surrounding materials.

The scans don't go deep enough to show what the tendril leads to, if anything, but what is it? How did it get there? Why is something clearly biological in structure within the mantle layer? And if it does continue, how far? Does the core of the planet itself house some impossible creature? If so... what does that mean? For Earth? For Humanity? For the Universe? This is way above Joannie's pay grade and expertise, way past her regular waking hours as well at this point, and way too big to know how or if to reveal any information to the public. Some higher ups can have a headache instead.

Maybe the Coalition aliens know something similar.

Maybe this is all a big load of nothing and she just imagined it all.

Yeah.

That'd be nice.

Wouldn't it be nice if Cthulu wasn't potentially real?

#humanity fuck yeah #humans are space orcs #humans are deathworlders #humans are space australians #humans are space oddities #lovecrafian #fiction #short story #story #I'm not gonna tease and slow burn this #I suggested Cthulu exists in this verse so gotta advance that #how is this gonna work? dunno #I should probably read Lovecrafts works huh #cuz right now i'm just improving eldritch beings #also just casually dooming a moon to a pointless death #carionto

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ytcomments-archive · 11 months

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#youtube comments #junji ito #that’s how horror works #gyo #uzumaki #the enigma of amigara fault #the human chair #junji ito and hp lovecraft would have a lot to talk about

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vampryoteuthis · 8 months

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Of course you wouldn’t understand, do you just enjoy reposting people trying to have a genuine dialogue with someone about their thoughts on a game profiting off of queerbait? You do know ensemble stars’s main target audience is straight women, right? It’s not a “good queer story” at all, maybe don’t reblog people talking about its “themes” (which are literally so shallow) and find a story written by actual queer creators? You act like you’re some BL obsessed freak anyways.

anon i am a gay man

#someone needs to introduce this guy to HP lovecraft’s modern fanbase… you can enjoy a work distanced from their authors #also this is . kind of funny . but dude please calm down #attacking other lgbt people online because they like a game isn’t the W you think it is ok…#I’m guessing this is from the person who kept sending new mutual those big ass paragraphs #robin talks #anonymous

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cemeterything · 10 months

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What’s on your “to read” list right now? I always love to hear about what you’re getting into, I think it’s very nice the way you pursue knowledge

Perdido Street Station by China Miéville (currently rereading), All the White Spaces by Ally Wilkes, The Outside by Ada Hoffman, Nightmare Fuel: The Science of Horror Movies by Nina Nesseth, Regarding the Pain of Others by Susan Sontag, Crime and Punishment, Moby Dick, The Pornography of Death by Geoffrey Gorer, and Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead ^_^

#im considering studying lovecraft too because ive only read parts of his work #and while the man was a huge bigot its undeniable his work was influential #and i possess critical thinking skills lol

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melodic-operator · 11 months

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i want to write a lovecraft parody story where we follow a PI in arkham but it becomes increasingly clear throughout the story that there are a comedically large amount of PIs in the relatively small town of arkham

#the second part of this joke is that they all get plenty of work #this isn’t even really a lovecraft parody it’s more of a lovecraft inspired work parody #because bitches who like lovecraft be writing about detectives in arkham #meanwhile i don’t think a single hpl story is actually about an arkham private eye #lovecraft #hpl

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alexologyart · 10 months

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WIP. Hastur and his Offspring

Support me on patreon.com/alexology ✨

#digital art #illustration #artists on tumblr #alexologyart #hastur #the king in yellow #lovecraft #cosmic horror #horror art #work in progress #wip #yellow king

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iztea · 6 months

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oh also your fem dazai reminds me of lovecraft (esp in that one drawing where chuuya is doing her hair and dazai is super happy and tilting her head like a little cat)

ooouuuooooo trueee yeah well i've always liked liked his hair

#unless you meant lovecraft the author and his creatures #which. also works #ask iztea

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mellowwillowy · 8 months

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𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐚

Soft Yan! Gods x GN! Reader

ANGST (Reader died but there's a bit comfort by the ending) Remember, everyone is humanized and depicted in my own view so obviously, they are very OOC. You don't have to understand everyone's origin (like me) to be able to read this.

"𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕?"

“𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘺.”

-Hastur

"Hastur, please, bring me along to Carcosa."

You tugged on his yellow cloak, eyes shimmered in numerous stars of hope that could even outshine the cosmic. The man only pinched his temple, eyebrows furrowed with the same answer repeated.

"No."

“Why? It’s not like I’m there to destroy the whole city! I’m only there to gaze upon its intricate beauty!”

“You are quite the persistent one for someone who knows how to word it out innocently.”

Hastur paid no mind to you and continued his stride to his chamber. You followed behind him like a sheep herded by the shepherd. Still unwilling to give up, you jumped in front of him, stopping him in his tracks.

“But Hastur! Why am I not allowed to? The others could so why couldn’t I?”

His patience grew thinner, his eyebrows evident. His hands went to hold you still in place, “Who exactly is anyone?” His hold tightened a bit, but he was careful enough with it to not hurt you, “The sacrificial lambs? Do you want to be one of them too?” His eyes darkened a bit as though the gold had been covered in dust. You whimpered from his tightening grip, you could feel your eyes watering.

“But you can just bring me there without having to turn me into one no?”

“You can’t even maintain your sanity and form around us in this world, let alone in our world, my city! I can even ask you to jump down and die now!”

He wasn’t wrong, an anomaly had happened to you. You were no longer capable of using your immortal form for you were only a mortal out of a sudden. You who were able to live freely without the fear of dying were no longer immune to threats. Purifying yourself to maintain your sanity around the other cosmic creatures was also tough for you, it wasn’t rare for you to suffer from a breakdown when you failed to purify yourself against them.

“… But I want to see where Hastur spends most of his time, I want to see the place you live!”

“And you can’t even stand next to me for a moment without having to purify your internals!” His grip tightened as his voice grew louder. It seemed like he had reached his limit of patience.

“I can! If Cassilda can then why can’t I? Are you scared that I might get all green on her again?”

You tried your best to remain calm and act like how usually do, slipping jokes every now and then. But you could feel your internal organs started to fail to function as you failed to collect your mind to purify yourself against him.

“Cassilda? Is she even still alive? No, is Leviathan still alive inside of you? Are the seven sins even still inside you?!”

“Why does that matter? I just want to visit Carcosa! All you have to do is bring me there!”

“Why,” His grip started to hurt you,” are you,” you whimpered at his strength, “always so persistent of what you want?!”

“I’d… rather.. not die.. in vain.,… hurts..” Your pleas did not reach his ear as he was too clouded by rage.

“Why are you always so insistent?! Always showing your neck to be taken for granted to hell? You are no longer immortal, you are stuck in the body of a mortal, can’t you understand that?! Why are you always so-“

“Hastur, you are hurting me!”

Hastur immediately jolted out from his daze, his hands raised away from your arms, his eyes wide from shock at what he had done. You tried your best to not let any tears slip out of your eyes but the grip hurt you more than you expected.

“Hastur, you idiot!” You ran away from him with both of your legs. Had it been the usual you, you would have levitated and dispersed into the air with the scent of flowers filling everyone’s nostrils. Hastur clenched his fist, his long bottled conscience battling of whether he should chase you and clear everything or not.

It chose to not.

“Woah, baby! Wait, wait, wait, no! You are bawling like a baby!” Yeb caught you before you bumped into him, running blindly as you tried to purify everything inside of you before your whole organs failed to function. Nug’s eyes did not leave you, you could feel it despite your eyes being unable to see anything.

“… crying, what happened?” It was evident that he wasn’t one who was good at managing and understanding emotions, let alone handling someone who was having a breakdown. Your hand went to reach one of the twins, you were not sure who you had your hold on.

“Can you two walk me to my chamber? I feel like half of my head is going to split open..” Your other hand clutched them tightly, while the other clutched your head, you felt like you were about to burst it open to make it feel better. The twins nodded to each other, the whole walk was filled with Yeb's endless chattering, trying to relieve some of your pain with Nug trying to find a shortcut to reach your chamber. The Capital of Life was a cruel place for one who could only walk and not levitate.

Upon reaching your room, you were put to bed immediately, just before they were about to leave, your voice stopped them in their track.

“Please, sing for me…” You tried your best to talk, but you could feel your voice getting hoarser. You didn't want to die without any comfort given to you. You knew your time was up, and you really wished you could finally visit Carcosa.

Nug looked at Yeb, his head shaking a No so hard that Yeb cackled.

“Looks like Nug can’t sing, How about I sing for you instead?”

You did not care who’d sing, you just wanted to hear, to feel accompanied.

“Please, sing me to sleep” Nug sat next to you, his hands holding yours while Yeb sat on the other side of the bed, clearing his throat while wiping the sweats on your forehead, “Of course, dove.”

Your body felt heavy. You couldn’t lift your eyelids no matter how hard you tried to. Limbs? You couldn’t even feel them. Did you perhaps suffer from a false purification? No, it felt too… familiar. You tried to channel your whole mind into your eyes, to lift your eyelids but you could only lift one, your right eye.

“… ceiling..”

You continued to channel it onto your arms and yet only your right arm was connected, with only limited movements. All of these felt too familiar. It almost felt like this was no longer the body you had moments ago, but rather, the body you had aeons ago.

“… Nu..g … Yeb…. Nug… Yeb…” You called out to them, you tried your best to scream but all you could was nothing close to a whisper. You pursed your lip before opening it again, still hopeful for someone to hear and save you….

“Yog… Aza… Nyarl…. Cthulhu… someone…”

You suddenly felt half of your body burning but you couldn’t do anything to ease it down, your head felt like it was bursting open.

“he…lp…”

It didn’t take too long until it was no longer able to feel anything. It felt dead as though it was rotting.

“… Has… tur…”

Your eye did not leave the ceiling above you, “… Chen..”

“Hastur, hand them over”

Your fragment was placed in a glass box, Everyone had tried their best to re-live you but none succeeded. Your body was first found by Nug who sneaked away, worried about your well-being. You were found with your eyes staring into the distance that was limited by the ceiling above you. Unable to see you in that state, he shut your eyelid down.

Times had passed and everyone reached the conclusion that you could no longer be brought back, leaving only a piece of a fragment of you. The fragment was not brimming with light unlike the usual fragments they saw, it was dead and dim.

“… No. I will be bringing them to Carcosa with me”

“No, we will be throwing it into the pit of the Capital, can you not just listen to us?” Cthulhu stepped front, his hand pushed Hastur by his shoulder.

“… No, their last wish was to be in Carcosa, can’t you all respect their wish?”

“Carcosa? Don’t even think about making it their final resting place, you are clearly outnumbered vote-wise.” Yeb spat through his gritted teeth, his fists clenched.

Hastur had enough time to think. Even if he had to make himself an enemy out of the others, he wouldn’t mind that. Nug did not join the others, still in shock with what happened to you. He did not vote for any of the two places as well, all he wished was that you could somehow return by miracle and certainty.

‘Nug, what does Carcosa look like?’

Your voice rang in his head. That was your last question to him. This determined everything, he chose to have you rest in Carcosa. Nug stood and walked toward Hastur.

“Go, now.”

“What?!” Yeb yelled toward his brother. Just before he could do anything, he helped Hastur run away through his own portal.

“Their last wish,” ‘I wonder how the black stars shone like too,’ “was to see Carcosa with their eyes!”

Everything was decided too fast, leaving almost everyone stunned in shock before they could do anything to prevent it.

Hastur walked toward the lake, his hands carrying your fragment as he showed you around.

“And we have arrived at our last destination, the Lake of Hali. Worry not, I won’t let you join the others down there.”

Hastur raised his arms, clasping his hands before letting the fragment fly into the sky.

“You’ll be surrounded by the stars so that you will never feel lonely.”

Hastur eyes were dim until he saw something lighting the dim city.

𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆,

‘Ahahaha! Hastur! Look at the stars! They are so beautiful!’

𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒄𝒊𝒓𝒄𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒆𝒔,

‘Ohh! Twin Moons! It’s been a while since I saw a place that has twin moons!’

𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒔

‘Hastur,’

𝑳𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒂.

‘Good night.’

Your illuminated figure hugged him before you finally dispersed. For the first time, a white star appeared in the sky.

“I’ll show you my dream.”

--- 𝙻𝚘𝚐 𝙴𝚗𝚍

𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬:

The last lines are cut of the lyrics from 'Cassilda's Song'.

A Guide to Reoccurring Characters, Hastur was the one under the spotlight here, Nug and Yeb were the supporting characters with Nug showing up more than Yeb (this time), and other Gods were only mentioned briefly.

The 'Good Night' line is inspired by Baby in Yellow's game where Hastur said that in one of the endings, Hastur also said 'I'll show you my dream' in the game and I can't help but write it down!

What is the Capital of Life? Since I only gathered some of the deities, it was kind of awkward for me to make the setting somewhere in the cosmic. I decided to turn them into some sort of 'Guests' and that was also the reason why everyone was getting along because they were not in their respective universes, worlds, and places.

#yandere male #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere scenarios #yandere x you #yandere imagines #male yandere #yandere insert #yandere oc #yandere headcanons #yandere works #yandere writing #reader insert #x reader #oc #hastur #nug and yeb #yandere god #hp lovecraft

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