#rex ow

[apollos-constant-crisis]

Thinking about whether Rex and Cody ever found each other or if they spent the rest of their lives wondering where their brother is. Wonder if they know the other is out there and loves them and knows it wasn’t their fault or if they’re mourning another one of millions

[finelythreadedsky]

might fuck around and come up with a theory of greek tragedy based on like. idk. iphigenia in tauris.

[anyoldfandom]

Sighs new Flight Rising dragons made me. Really excited about their genes so guess who I'm making as a dragon now,

[berryblu-arts]

Bout time I made some CoB fanart ay ^^? (Please read it i am going insane!!!!)

Had this meme rotating in my brain throughout most of season 3, especially the end bc OH MY GOSH THIS KID CANNOT CATCH A SINGLE BREAK, WHAT THE ACTUAL HECK!!

[outofthiisworld]

@pzfr is NO snitch!!!

[💜]— Ophelia hummed a small thank you as he reached for a towel (the foam started to get in her mouth and it tasted gross).

“Oooh, yes. His silly little doohickeys. Such a darn shame,” she did not giggle. Instead, a deep chuckle rumbled from the depths of her ectoplasmic core.

“Reeeeeeex~?”

Ophelia wiped up a dollop of foam from her face and leaned closer to the cosmic contender (who was NOT a snitch, good on him). The air chilled as wisps of ectoplasm seeped from her smile.

“You wouldn’t lie to me. Would you, Rex?”

The dollop of foam was booped onto his nose. She watched him like a hawk. Unblinking and motionless. A stray blob of foam plopped onto the ground.

[saintadeline]

Ive been so busy lately I have barely been checking on here ngl but anyway a few days ago in the train i had really smart thoughts about a facet of bb and i really would like to expand on it a little bit at some point. Now if only i could remember how i worded it in my mind. The eternal lore fan struggle

[clonememesfrikyeah]

*Gives Rex a cursed amulet that only speaks in an ancient elderich tongue and gives him strange dreams about a sea cave, makes him hear distant whispers, see disembodied apparitions and have visions of a moss covered bog forest*

[digirainebow]

just sent riley into the portal for the first time and i feel hysterical

[sulevinen]

i think it’d been funnier if there had been some suppressed snickers when rex hit his head on the pipe, and then he’d be like ”be quiet” and his brothers would’ve just burst out laughing

[frozentears01]

im going to kill myself

[normal-newt]

Did.... did newt manage to tear muscle while asleep?

How? How is this possible. Did body try learn kickboxing while unconscious?

Wish it was something cooler sounding. "yeah had to fight off like three T. rex, it was close one though" sounds way better than "had a nap without wearing adequate PPE"

[cyberdragoninfinity]

pleeeeeease what are the rex raptor lairon scenarios i need to know

ANON I DESPERATELY WISH I COULD REMEMBER MORE SPECIFICS my memory's gotten really foggy since it was almost like 20 years ago now but i DO remember that it was part of this very elaborate headworld i'd cooked up--I don't even remember how or WHY rex got turned into a lairon but that's just how he was now and he was friends with my self insert trainer and they would go hang out with/pester dartz (i was also Obsessed with dartz from like fourth grade to like sixth grade. time honored Dana Tradition of latching onto a yugioh villain nobody gives a fuck about LMAO)

over time "Rex the Lairon" just sort of evolved into his own separate OC/my trainer OC's partner pokemon minus the yugioh connection, but I can never forget his roots. I STILL name lairons after him to this day. the inner mechanisms of a weird fourth grader's brain can never be underestimated

[inkstainedhandswithrings]

Watch "Captain Rex | STAR WARS" on YouTube

In case u needed a good cry today

[pangur-and-grim]

do u think the baby is going to grow out of looking so exhausted and decrepit, in a way not unlike Yoda from Star Wars, or is that just what devon rexes look like sometimes? (written with extreme affectionate towards this new little beast)

well to answer that, let's look at his mother

and his father - who I owe an apology to! this is a complete tangent, but I thought the other stud at the cattery had cucked him, because Belphegor has white spotting but neither of his parents do. which is genetically impossible (it's a co-dominant, not a recessive, meaning it would always be visible)

but those bat ears of his father, with their notched flanges, are so weird and distinctive! you can see that Belphegor has them, and nearly all of his littermates do too

SO NOW I'm thinking, the father has to have some white spotting that just isn't visible in his photo! right? like a white tail-tip, or a single white toe on his back foot, or maybe a locket on his chest? I've become an ear truther

but what was the original ask, I got completely distracted by the cuckoldry speculation. oh yeah, aging, yeah I think Belphegor will grow up to look noble and beautiful like his mother and his (maybe) father

[tattycoram]

*after Rishi Moon incident* Rex: Isn't the whole life saving thing supposed to be "you saved my life, now I owe you a debt"? Echo: Nope, other way around. You saved our lives so now we're your problem Fives: The force wanted us dead and now you get to find out why

[gilbertscurls]

Kiss It Better ➵ Chris Sturniolo

You laughed as Chris tossed a handful of popcorn at you, aiming for your face but hitting your shoulder instead. You’ve been watching a movie in his living room, but neither of you had been paying much attention. Chris had been cracking jokes every few minutes, making you laugh so hard you could barely focus on the screen.

“Your aim is terrible,” you teased, throwing a piece of popcorn back at him.

Chris smirked, lounging back against the couch with his arm thrown lazily over the backrest. “You think you can do better?”

You grinned, popping another piece of popcorn into your mouth as you rolled your eyes. “Please, I’m way more skilled.”

Chris leaned forward, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Oh yeah? Prove it.”

You took the challenge, grabbing another handful and launching it at him. Most of it missed, but a few pieces landed in his lap. “See? Skilled.”

Chris chuckled, shaking his head. “Impressive.”

As you went to grab another piece for yourself, you felt a sharp pinch of pain. “Ow!” you yelped, your hand flying to your mouth. You pulled your fingers back and winced. “I bit my lip.”

Chris’s teasing expression softened with concern. “You okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. It just stings a little.” You pouted dramatically, looking up at him with wide, playful eyes. “Kiss it to make it better?”

Chris’s eyebrows shot up, a crooked grin spreading across his face. “Oh, you want me to kiss it better?”

You flushed a little but didn’t back down, meeting his gaze with a smirk of your own. “You heard me.”

For a second, it seemed like the room got quieter, the playful tension between you shifting into something else. Chris shifted closer on the couch, his eyes flickering to your lips and back to your eyes. “Well, if that’s what you want,” he said softly, his voice suddenly more serious.

Your heart skipped a beat, and you swallowed nervously. The teasing atmosphere between you had changed in an instant, and now there was something electric in the air. “I mean… Yeah,” you whispered, your voice barely audible.

Chris leaned in slowly, his face inches from yours. He hesitated for a moment, searching your eyes for any sign of uncertainty. When he didn’t find any, he closed the gap between you, brushing his lips softly against the spot where you’d bitten yourself.

The touch was gentle, tender, but it sent a jolt through your entire body. You hadn’t expected it to feel like this—like every nerve in your body was suddenly aware of him in a way it hadn’t been before. When he pulled back, his eyes lingered on yours, and the playful smirk from earlier was replaced with something more intense.

“Better?” Chris asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Your breath caught in your throat. “Yeah… Better,” you replied, your voice shaky.

Neither of you moved for a long moment. It was like you were both processing what had just happened, the shift in the dynamic between you. Chris’s gaze dropped to your lips again, and before either of you could second-guess it, he leaned in and kissed you for real this time.

The kiss was soft at first, testing the waters, but when you responded—kissing him back with the same intensity—it deepened. His hand came up to cup your cheek, pulling you closer as your playful banter melted away, replaced by something much more real.

When you finally pulled apart, both of you were breathing heavily, your foreheads resting against each other’s.

“So… Popcorn and a kiss. Not a bad night,” Chris joked, though his voice was still thick with emotion.

You laughed softly, your heart still racing. “Not bad at all.”

You stayed close, the movie forgotten, and as you sat there in the quiet of the living room, you realized that maybe this was something you’d been waiting for all along. Something that had been building between you for a while, hidden beneath their easy banter and friendship.

“Guess I should bite my lip more often,” you teased, a grin tugging at your lips.

Chris laughed, his thumb brushing lightly against your cheek. “You won’t have to. I’ll kiss you anyway.”

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