Machete appeared in my dream last night! I dont remember what was happening but i think he was in the gothic lolita outfit someone sent u a picture of the other day lol
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Prompt 274
You know what is fun? Baby Ghost Jason. You know what could be even more fun? Ghosts are Dragons.
Jason? Aware of none of this.
He was on comms, y’know listening and rolling his eyes at Dickwing, who used his real name, really Dick, he mocks. It’s just a stakeout, nothing new there, honestly boring when he could be blowing something up instead. It should have just been a stakeout.
Yet there’s something suddenly there, something behind him. Something that causes his hair to stand on end and his comms to spark into static like some sort of horror movie. Something, something with clawed hands with corpse-pale skin tipped in black, stained or dead or something else, tilting his head up and up and up as he’s frozen.
“A child, out here? Alone?” a voice crackles, hisses, hums, and purrs, somehow all at once, unnatural in its tone. He can’t move, he needs to move, he has to move, but it’s like the space around him has gone cold and dead, like he’s stuck in the Pits once more as claws hold his head and his vision blurs. “Sleep, child. Rest- we’ll be home soon.”
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I love smaller companions, who are very used to their larger or size-shifting companions, being abruptly reminded sometimes of just how large and powerful their friends/partners are.
If you hang around a giant enough [especially one that usually is about your size because they're a size-shifter], eventually you get comfortable with them. Casual. Sometimes you forget, in the midst of their kindness and gentle-ness towards you, that they can level whole buildings. Crush boulders with a single hand. Let loose a beastly roar that shakes your bones and makes even the earth tremble beneath you.
You forget that a lot when you're so used to them laughing with you, taking walks, enjoying nature, letting you ride their shoulder or in their pocket.
And then sometimes, when they go to pick you up under your arms, you're sharply reminded of just _how_ big they are compared to you. Those moments of clarity keep you humble. Keep you... excited, almost.
After all, life with a giant requires a healthy level of self-awareness and respect. But it makes that deep trust and the special treatment you get from them all the more special.
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One of the biggest things that makes me see Leo as trans is absolutely the size of his carapace in comparison to his brothers’.
And I’m not talking about height! I’m specifically looking at his shell here, because when you compare him to the others, particularly Donnie who is nearly the same height as Leo, it’s very clear that Leo’s carapace is much longer in proportion to the rest of his body.
Like - standing side by side, even though Donnie is shorter his carapace ends noticeably higher up than Leo’s does. And I like this not only because it really helps push the idea that Leo could very likely be trans (or intersex!), but it’s also just a fun design difference between them.
(It also lends way to future scenarios of Donnie eventually getting taller than Leo, but sitting down still has Leo being the taller one haha.)
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two holds, two diffurent contexts, two drawings made purretty fur apurrt time-wise actually i think. im not entirely sure but i think mew can tell
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trimk or treat!!
AH CRUD IT'S NOVEMBER 2 ALREADY OH CRAP AW GEEZ, UHMMM!!! HAPPY 'WEEN!!!!
let's see what i got here for you... ah-ha!
some cronchy tasty rocks for youuuuuwhat.
what.
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Alright, Duchess. You've got two boys and two girls. You can stop having kids now before we run out of cryptosleep caskets on the ship.
Welcome to Baby Gangster, by the way. I'm sure Dire Wolf is delighted to have a sister at last <3
I imagine that Pro, being air caste, is getting a bit sick of wandering around the planet. She's ready and raring to go, and who am I to deny her? Start the engine!
We were immediately raided by pigskins, who were scared off by Pro herself (she's quite dangerous with that Pulse Carbine of hers!), but not before one raider managed to throw some grenades.
Unfortunately, Magic Man's beloved pet razorjack Dopey was caught in the explosion (and the second explosion when the raider and her grenades caught fire). Magic Man was understandably distraught at this unwelcome development.
He wandered off to mope in the sauna, and we seized one of the sarcophagi that was littered around to bury Dopey just as she deserved. Poor thing.
Our phoenix owlcat Cannibal (I swear that name was randomly generated) was also exploded, but he has nine lives, so he walked it off. What a champ.
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