#human goo

[hometoursandotherstuff]

If you blended all 7.88 billion people on Earth into a fine goo (density of a human = 985 kg/m3, average human body mass = 62 kg), you would end up with a sphere of human goo just under 1 km wide. This is the what it would look like in the middle of Central Park in NYC.

By Kiwi, a Redditor

[yourangle-yuordevil]

That time in ancient Greece when Aziraphale needed a speedy horse and accidentally invented the pegasus

VS.

Whatever Crowley had going on in medieval times

[katieleighrobinson]

[antennabot]

I love themm!! went really crazy with rendering might stick with this style :)

also silly comic

[trustymikh]

open for better quality

I imagine Emperor's body is slowly morphing from flesh to that space matter that ancient caller Moira consists of. The armour is used as a sort of shell to help him stay in a humanoid form consistently

[quadrantadvisor]

Alright new Jason Todd headcanons in a dpxdc setting:

Danny is a "liminal" ghost, rather than a "half" ghost. He's alive and dead at the same time. (He's like Jesus Christ (in the church denomination I grew up in), fully ghost and fully human.) Danny, in human form, can go through a ghost shield, because he IS a living human.

Jason, however, is a reanimated corpse. He isn't a ghost, wouldn't have a ghost core, etc, he has a normal human system that runs ON ectoplasm. Jason CANNOT go through a ghost shield, because he is always an ectoplasmic entity. Danny can go through the Fenton Ghost Catcher and be split into a ghost and a human; if Jason went through the ghost catcher, he would straight up die.

(For my purposes I'm gonna say that Jason became an ectoplasmic entity upon his resurrection, but wasn't very stable. Dunking in the Lazarus pit stabilized his system but also poisoned his ectoplasm.)

I do think that Jason could learn certain ghost abilities if he learned to harness his ectoplasm, especially if they detoxed him off the Lazarus waters. He's probably already enhancing his stealth and strength in ways he hasn't really noticed. I think he's held back by the amount of physical matter he's lugging around, so maybe he couldn't fly, but I'm imagining temporary invisibility, or intagibility of like, a limb at a time. Maybe he can't walk through walls, but in a fight he can dodge by instinctively making the targeted part of his body intangible.

[spacedustmantis]

charlie slimecicle is like barbie in the sense that he too can be anything

[shrimpwizards]

slime time!!! + headcanons (y juevos)

[mephoj]

more humans =]c

[kiivg]

.This game very quickly devolved into a Halsin kissing simulator 🫠.

[winger]

goobot gijinkas and sona sneak

[carma-tjol]

Hello again venom nation

[dicediceking]

A coraline au starring Bot

Mostly just doodles

Those was inspired by this fic on ao3 called 'Thou art alive. Thou art still living.' By freaky_blade

[frostbitebakery]

“Set a man to watch all night…”

Hummed, muffled words echoed through the Negotiator’s halls, around corners, behind doors. Every clone, every natborn was on edge, hunted look around their eyes and shoulders. The lights seemed to flicker childhood-bright but to the instruments everything was as it should be.

The campaign had ended so abruptly. A shadow falling over the battlefield like a sun eclipse, Cody’s General… dissolved. For no reason he could discern. Just the perception of Obi-Wan suddenly wavering, literally going up in smoke, and rushing to the sentient enemy commander with a rolling mass of dead groans and screams.

White as a sheet, cowering behind a tank where the smoke left them, the enemy General had begged Cody to accept their capitulation.

Obi-Wan had gone back to his duties, face placid and unassuming. Like nothing of notice had even happened. Cody shivered.

It was the silenced air that had goosebumps break out on Cody’s arms. A forced absence of sounds concentrated in Obi-Wan’s quarters. It let Cody hear the things it wanted him aware of only. Suggestions to his senses he should heed. The steady drip of thick liquid. The blue night-sky-glowing where Obi-Wan’s eyes were supposed to be calm, stormy in color. Not…this.

“General?” Cody asked quietly, eyes adjusting to the dark room. “Obi-Wan? Are you alright?”

“I’ve never felt better, my dear.”

“Are you—“ The lights turned on with a too-loud click and buzz, too bright and Kamino-white. Cody squeezed his eyes shut just to escape.

After a moment he opened them again, blinked against the information his head was picking up automatically. Suppressed the swallow at seeing dark things drip from Obi-Wan’s fingers, onto the table, the floor, his lips. “Are you sure?” Because this seemed anything but okay.

“I am what I’m supposed to be,” Obi-Wan said, almost singing the words, voice melodious and a terror pin pricking Cody’s neck.

[sujei20]

THANKS FOR THE 50 FOLLOWERS

[gelatinous-globster]

Mer-glob for the tail-end of Mermay! (pun intended.)

Click for quality!

And a more tonally-compliant with canon bonus:

@drama-glob @enbydemirainbowbigfoot