For An Elephant is Warm And Mushy:
Which characters are most likely to use Just Straight Up Biting as an attack? And who uses it most effectively?
A Handy Teir-Ranking Guide to Biting Likelyhood.
Effectiveness is Highly Circumstantial because it depends on who they are biting, and the goals of the biter, and also I need to go do stuff rn.
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Johnny Abbot x Oc (AU)
structured ramble + agere + trauma ment + healing 🌱⭐️
🌿🌙🧃🌻🧸
There's something unusual to Johnny in his regression.
The part where he's an only child. He's always been one-of-two. The little one, the brother. He was used to sharing, keeping quiet, having someone there. Someone to guide him in one way or another.
He felt lost. He was here now, all by himself. Young all over again, but without his older brother.
He wasn't sure how to feel about it for a long time. All the undivided attention. It was nice, of course! To finally feel his voice heard and needs met. To have someone be fully present in the moment. With him, for him.
For him. Was it all for him? Was he asking too much?
Meadow hadn't dealt much with children. She truly always had been by herself. No siblings or extended family to speak of.
Things weren't always peaceful. There were times she thought she knew how new mothers must feel. All that hurt from something so small. All those tears from someone who didn't deserve the reasons to shed them. All those hours fighting her own drooping lids to rock her treasure to sleep.
"Are you sure this is okay?"
"I'm sure. You don't have to go through this alone. I'm here as long as you need me."
So much baggage doesn't go away overnight. It takes time. It takes love and unconditional acceptance. It takes tantrums, yelling, tears, and reassurance. It takes the realization that your emotions will not be punished - that your actions are not mistakes to be harshly corrected.
Some things were familiar, some new, some both at once. Johnny especially loved that Meadow's home was never silent. A soft tune hummed while cooking, quietly recited poetry as she idly sweeped dust out into the morning sun. It was easy to start singing along again.
Slowly but surely, tentative steps forward turned into routine. Undivided attention became welcome instead of uncomfortable. Quietly mumbled words became full songs. Slowly but surely, away from the commotion of the real world, between the fostered raccoon pups and baby chicks. Between stumbling across a stranger's threshold and now - Johnny thought he could find peace again.
I'm so tired rn but here's my rambly writing :]
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FUCK I KEEP SEEING THINGS
SO UM
HOP POP'S PINK OR SOMETHING AND HE'S WEAK
GRIME IS GREEN I THINK AND HE'S DUMB AF
AND ANDRIAS IS BLUE BUT HE'S GOT ABSOLUTELY NO HEART
WHY AM I LIKE THIS
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my turn on the timeskip diego design machine ^_^
bonus drafts and a couple headcanons :) vvv
bonus colour drafting!!
a couple headcanons:
i'm still a little unsure on the direction i wanna go - the purple is a tribute to mia, but i also wonder if i shouldn't do that and instead go a more 'moving on from mia' direction. and also the other ideas are also just nice anyway.
he could also go purple as tribute to the feys in general, as i imagine he spends a lot of time in kurain with the feys, especially post getting out of prison and getting back on his feet; they've pretty much adopted him as family
with the tech that exists in this series by the time he gets out of prison i think he could get fancy contacts that replicate the effects of his old visor (phoenix and maybe maya probably helped him afford these). they have a fancy contact case that also servers as their charger. they still glow red and this serves for several gags.
the wrightdot agenda in me says phoenix took him in. something something slowburn healing etc. i'll do more w/ that another time tho. i want him to bond with the wrights :) i know trucy is smart they will get along swimmingly ^_^
unrelated to diego. knowing nick gets facial hair for Reasons i will take advantage of this for my personal homosexual reasons
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she etho on my slab till I googler. googler? I hardly know her. her? I’d like to thank bdoubleo’s mother. mother? if you’re going to be an absent father, could you at least be absent? absent? scent? I can’t get the smell of blood off my fingers. The ticking of a broken clock echoes through fields swathed in thick fog, dragging me into the ground like I’ve been running from it my whole life. I am decomposing alive, decaying as i fight for one more second, one more task, one more dance I can’t stop doing, a marionette to Them. I won’t die for you. I’ll let you win. It’s you. I will die in my home. what’s the deal with bathroom penis? penis? I hardly know her
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