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An orc babe on a cute date with a tieflingΒ π πΒ Β
πΒ Beach date with a Rainbow TroutΒ π
Massive sugartooth gf and an "espresso, no sugar" gf go on a date, what will they do? (βΒ΄β‘`β)
Howdy! Would anyone in the monster lovin' community be down for an art trade of some sort? Trying to make friends! (βΒ΄β‘`β)
Random sketch..
Locked doors won't stop him
warmup by adding some shading to a flat piece I did a good handful of months ago. My fairy-eater, Hecatoncheires.
also! His fullbody design draft
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warmup doodle of my harvest spirit lad π
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Derien Chalereuse-Your everyday average fishman cultist worshipping an eldritch god to turn the tides red with human blood
*Pretty damn tall around 7'2"
*Bioluminescent skin for some parts
*Likes donuts or any pastries
*Uptight and sarcastic with a hint of dry wit
*Cult is at a lake
Doctor Hugo Steinz-Here to bring some abominations to the table
*Definitely has a PHD and in no way shape or form is stealing organs
*Proud creator of at least a dozen monstrosities
*Will either give you a checkup or steal your kidneys
* 5'8" German? in his 50s
*Legally dead and highly modified
An alien desires to 'court' another alien, of the race called humans. The human is desirable in every way: talented in multiple skills, professional and domestic, with soft, squishy flesh and an eagerness to learn - the alien could go on and on, but people complain when the alien talks about their 'crush', as other humans call it
The problem is, the alien's species relies on scents and pheromones for communication. Their first meeting with the human was during a crisis, and their natural scent was strong, sweat mixing with that fabled human instinct to survive with all members of their extended pack alive, too. No other human smelled quite like this one. It sent the alien's hearts a-flutter, and shivers through their many wings.
But now? The human smells different, and not in a normal human way. One week, citrus and palm fruits from the black jungles of the planet Cerib. Another week, exotic vanilla from their origin planet, with something warm and spicy the alien can't place. Lavender and honey from Blackcurrant bees. Something juicy like apples. Something this, something that, and they're all beautiful scents - but it's not the human's scent, and they can't really smell their emotions through it. Frustrating.
One day, the alien sulks, watching their desired one rush past, tablet in hand. They smell like sweetened coffee and chocolate - the latter a romantic treat to humans, and a reminder of how far they are from that romance to the alien. The human next to them breathes in the scent, and smiles.
"Man, (name's) got some great perfume on today," they say.
The alien lifts their head. "Perfume?"
A little research later, and things suddenly make sense. They'd heard about perfume before, the human wasn't the only one to wear scents, but they'd been so lovelorn they hadn't used their brain. But that wasn't important. What mattered was that humans used perfume and similar products to draw in desired partners.
Two can play at that game.
Three days later, the alien walks in to their normal location. To their surprise, the human their hearts are set on rushes towards them, calling their name.
"I'm so sorry!" They apologize. They aren't wearing any scents today. "I didn't realize my perfume might be messing with your senses. I've switched it out with another type that you'll find easier to deal with. I was just trying to..."
They trail off. The alien waits, hopeful. A new scent spikes from the human.
"Is that... Cinnamon?"
"With a little bit of Ophelion flower, and Soljoiner lemon," the alien says, smiling like the humans do. "I got inspired by your choices."
A hesitation. "Do you like it?"
The human breathes in deep. From them, now the alien can sense what they've wanted. Interest.
"You smell amazing," the human says. The glow in their eyes as they look at the alien, well, the alien adds that to their list of all the reasons they want the human as a partner.
"Are you sure you know what you're getting into?" Another alien says later, at the communal garden. "Humans are hardcore."
The alien looks across the way to the human of their hearts. They are smiling, they smell a bit like the alien now, from their hug.
"For that one? It's worth it."