#I got uh

[guaxinimraccoon]

13A & 5B?

13A - Is there something thats too big/small for your character to use/do that they wish they could?

I answered that on this ask for giant Brad so I'll answer this one for Toby and Elisa.

Toby likes being tiny, but he wished SO HARD that he could play drums. After learning more about human intruments through Brad (who can play many string instruments) he got fascinated by the drums, how loud they are and their complexity. There are equivalents for them in the Colony, imps are very attached to music in general, but not a single one of them can make the sound and are as loud as human drums. Very specific, but still something that frustrates him.

Elisa likes animals a lot, so sometimes she wished she could wrap her hands around a puppy's head and pat it FRANTICALLY. She loves dogs and cats, but knows they're dangerous if not properly taught how to behave with imps and fairies, so she mostly just watches them from afar. Taking care of birds and bugs makes her very happy already, but still she wanted so hard to play with cute doggies and cats.

5B - What’s your favorite type of giant?

FERAL GIANTS

GIVE THEM FANGS, GIVE THEM CLAWS, GIVE THEM TAILS, MAKE THEM CARNIVORE, MAKE THEM NOT BEING ABLE TO CONTROL THEMSELVES WHEN THEY'RE HUNGRY, MAKE THEM HUNT BIG, DANGEROUS BEASTS

MAKE THEM WANT TO LIVE IN SOCIETY BUT BEING UNABLE TO BECAUSE THEY LOOK LIKE THEY WILL DESTROY A VILLAGE AND EAT PEOPLE, MAKE THEM SOLITAIRE FOR LACKING BASIC HUMAN INTERACTION, MAKE THEM ANGSTY, MAKE THEM SUFFER MAKE TH-

A-ham

Feral giants.

[matrotas-muse-hub]

(closed starter for @nithhaiahh)

Gentle chatter filled the streets of Lancaster as the citizens went about their day. The smell of fresh-baked bread wafted from the local bakery, a few of their products showing in the glass windows off of the square, many of the locals munching on their baked good as they perused the stalls. The town square was a popular hub for impromptu stores, temporary booths and rugs set up by locals to sell produce, artisanal goods, and other such wares. Laughter and gossip carried on the early autumn breeze, many of the citizens discussing how they were preparing for winter.

Moving through the crowd was a taller man with short black hair, worn clothing that might have once been expensive, and a curious expression upon his face. He navigated the various booths in the town square with a watchful eye, always on the lookout for oddities and trinkets he wouldn’t find back home. Jericho hadn’t even finished the danish he’d purchased from the bakery before it was knocked out of his hand, a man in cheap armor tearing through the streets haphazardly with an expression like he’d just seen a ghost. It was then that Jericho heard it.

Screaming.

It wasn’t far off. Jericho had spent years in the military, he knew the sound of desperation, and he could see a tree in the distance topple over as a creature’s form began to become visible - even from the heart of the town. An ettin. A twin-headed giant with a penchant for kidnapping livestock. It was at least 15 feet tall, but Jericho couldn’t rightly tell from this distance. And, judging by the sound of the local guards’ terror, the ettin wasn’t here for a simple smash and grab.

The sorcerous blood in his veins began to rush through as his heartbeat accelerated in tune with his footsteps. Instinctually, he’d ran towards the chaos instead of away. Lancaster was a smaller town. It had stretches of rugged farmland surrounding it, and the security here was haphazard at best. Judging by the soldier who ruined his breakfast pastry, as well as the screams, these ‘guards’ needed all the backup they could get. A silver lining was that Jericho now had a target to test his magic on.

The sorcerer arrived to a scene of carnage. Two guards were clearly dead, bodies splayed out on the ground at unnatural angles, partially caved in by the giant’s club. Three more injured guards were doing their best to distract it as perfectly healthy ones with shaking hands struggled to reload their crossbows. As if the bolts would do much to slow down such a creature. Jericho pulled on the magic in his veins, feeling a faint tie to the moon even in the middle of the day. He held a hand to the sky. Silver wisps of light spun around his outstretched hand, and, when he pulled it down in a fist, a beam of silver-blue radiance fell from the sky upon the ettin. It’s roar of pain and surprise shook the earth, skin blistering under the column of moonlight.

“Keep your shields up and form a line!” Jericho shouted, “Share the blow unless you want to end up like those two!”

It had been some time since he’d last commanded on the battlefield, but once a soldier, always a soldier. He just hoped his magic would hold out, because the ettin looked more angry then injured by his sudden interference.

[fangfuckt]

😶

[shadow0-1]

Do you plan to do a complete Tarot set and then sell any, or is it just for personal fun?

I personally don't plan on doing a complete set, I'd probably die if I tried kjdsgb 💀

It's mainly for personal fun, but I could definitely look into printing the major arcana set if people want that

[n0ahsferatu]

scooby-doo ass gang fr

[betterknownas-immortalhd]

wdym yalls friends actually like u...?

[gertritude-art]

just drew a character line-up i can't show off for a while yet, but i need people to know it's incredibly funny to me because it accidentally turned out like this

[shotmrmiller]

ghost getting himself a cute, soft girl he doesn't talk about much but is clearly obsessed with and price just thinks it's nice he's finally settled down, approves of the home he's made for himself, definitely approves of the one he's taken for himself.

soap asks kyle if he's seen you and he says, "yep. lovely bird he's got tucked away in her little dollhouse. makes great food, too." soap swears there's a subtle shift in his tone when he says "lovely", a hint of something deeper that flickers in his eyes for just a moment. soap simply sucks on his teeth, letting it slide. (although he knows that kyle's always been one to appreciate the good things in life.)

interest gnaws at him, a persistent itch he can't scratch. price likes you just fine, as does kyle. well what about him? he decides to bite the bullet and goes to simon with a knot between his brows, the corners of his lips tugged downwards. they've shared clothes, bullets, beds. if the other two got to meet you, why can't he?

"ya can come over for dinner on tonight. she'd 'ave my neck if she didn't formally meet ya anyway."

soap then asks, out of genuine curiosity more than anything else, if simon would have kept you in the dark from him hadn't he brought you up himself.

"ya meet 'er when i want ya to, boy, and not a moment before." the tone he takes is unmistakeable. his words are a command, not a suggestion, and soap instantly knows to not push further.

soap nods. "ah'll be there."

"course ya will. she'd be terribly disappointed otherwise."

yeah, he'd hate to have that.

soap sits in the living room, the soft glow of the lamp casting a warm light over the cozy place. with a full stomach and an unfastened belt, nursing a glass of kentucky. he can't remember the last time he ate that well or that much.

maybe it's the alcohol that loosens his tongue, or the fact that he wishes he also had a sweet little thing to keep at his side just like simon's doing with you now, but the thoughts he's been mulling over all evening since he first saw you tumble out of his mouth.

"while ah can attest to yer taste in sweethearts, can't say much about your alcohol. bourbon, LT?" he says, chest warm.

simon's arm tightens around your hips, fingers splayed possessively over your thigh. he shrugs, completely unbothered by the backhanded compliment. "can't be perfect in everythin', can we, sergeant?"

soap's cheeks burn furiously hot when you come to his defense with a smack of your palm onto simon's chest. "be nice to johnny. he's got a face that make up for some of his other flaws."

the teasing lilt in your voice unashamedly gets his southern blood pumping. he can't help it if certain things stir when someone as pretty as you look at him like that. soap swirls the amber liquid gently in the glass while keeping his limpid eyes on you, not even trying to hide the fact that his gaze hasn't wavered since your cheeky little comment.

you then whisper something in simon's ear, your cupped hand not even half the size of his head and soap has to rearrange himself from the outside when your teeth catch your bottom lip. simon looks up at you then, eyes heavy and half lidded, and a smirk plays at the corners of his mouth.

"'m not sure, love. you'll just 'ave to ask 'im yourself. go on."

you open that sweet mouth of yours, but simon cuts you off with a decisive wave of his hand. "no. you know how to ask for things."

your reaction to that is visceral, and you're on your knees faster than his alcohol-muddled brain can comprehend. don't look down 'er shirt, don't look down 'er shirt, don't-

"johnny, will you touch my pussy?"

he splutters at your question, completely taken aback, but it seems you're not done just yet.

"hands to yourself, sergeant. tha' not all."

you pout at simon, one that earns you a look that promises consequence, but do as he says.

"will you touch my pussy, johnny? pretty please?"

[swiggity-swexual-i-am-asexual]

We all know the semi-canonical ‘all the Robins know to hide/duck inside of Batman’s cape, even as adults’ thing.

We also know that Danny ‘is LITERALLY a ghost’ Fenton sucks at remembering his own intangibility while ALSO forgetting to look ahead of him.

All I’m saying is, Danny Fenton (or Phantom, if you’d really like) would absolutely SLAM into Batman on accident while running on roof tops and Bruce ‘Brooding Instinct’ Wayne doesn’t even think twice about letting the kid hide and scanning around for danger before there’s a record scratch of ‘wait who tf is this?’ kicks in.

[0vergrowngraveyard]

mimimimimi…..

[salamispots]

dream wip

[clowncapriccio]

me? late to fandoms? never

[7roaches]

sorry that took like an hour i stopped to eat dinner heres my idea

[thethunderthedragonfruit]

i was REALLY surprised i hadnt seen anyone animate over anything from the prevenge script reading yet, so i took matters into my own hands. i thought this bit was hilarious

audio from here

[spacehomos]

Kaos

The Gods

[keferon]

I’m productive for no reason at all. Especially not because I just discovered that I will be able to see Earthspark Prowl episode in less than two weeks. Nope ahahah I’m just being a normal human being over here whaddayamean