After so many sleepless nights and so much anxiety, Thorn turns to having a midnight drink. A certain dragon finds them.
“A little late to be out drinking, don’t you think?”
“Hm? Oh, yeah I guess. Couldn’t sleep.”
“I can tell. May I?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“I’m Ouřa Thorn, by the way.”
“North Heat. Leader of the Rangers. And you?”
“I’m the janitor. And the electrician right now.”
“Really? You look like you’d make a good space rider.”
“Ha-! Yeah- well, with my history, and my powers- I’m more of a ticking time bomb than a ‘good space rider’ but, thanks I guess.”
“History..? Problems with powers hmm? We have a few programs for that if you’d like me to help you get into one-?”
“No, no.. to risky. *sighs* What do you do when you know a part of you is a big danger?”
“I’m not scared of you,”
“Well you SHOULD be. You wouldn’t know, no one but a few do, and most of them are cultist that scream every time they see me…”
“Try me.”
“What?”
“Try me- I can take your power, I’m sure of it.”
“No, no you couldn’t, don’t be stupid.”
“I’m sure I can- try me Oura Thorn, I’m not scared of you.”
“YOU, HAVE NO IDEA WHAT DAMAGE IT CAN CAUSE- YOU-”
*aggressive huffing, tears welling up*
“Take a breath Thorn, it’s okay. You look like shit, man.”
“Haha… It comes with the territory of lack of sleep..”
“Well let’s start there, then. Come on, wheres your house.”
*mumbling* “The storage room….”
“….. Seriously??? Nope, alright, we’re going to my crews place then. Merrit made a some lavender tea last week, so you’re gonna crash on our couch for tonight.”
“Are you sure..? I don’t want to interfere..”
“You don’t have a choice here, if I’m honest.”
The next morning:
FINALLY ITS DONE
*disintegrates*
Wuff that took SO long, but I’m so proud of it damn. Good job me *pats back*
I just hope that it’s up to the beans expectations! Those who saw it seemed very excited and I’m berry grateful <3333333
North heat belongs to the awesome: @north-heats-stronghold
Zane in the last panel belongs to: @moonspiritleaf
And the au (space riders!) belongs to: @onyxonline
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Marc: OK. I do not repress my issues that badly---
Steven: You would rather kill Tawaret, a friendly hippo goddess who was trying to help us than confront me about our memories.
Layla: There's a lot going on in that statement that I don't want to unpack---
Marc: Listen, I had a point. It was two of us versus---
Jake: Against a goddess whose form is one of the deadliest land animals alive, pendejo! También le canté a mis hijos sobre eso. ¡Maldita sea! Es un puto idiota----
Marc, Layla losing their minds in unison: YOU USED TO SING TO YOUR WHAT NOW----
Steven, who doesn't understand Jake one bit: WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK IS GOING ON---
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Mi fantasía sexual es que me ahorquen...y que me matan de una vez la neta
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My sexual fantasy is that they choke me...and that they kill me while they're at it
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me and @florenzics 's fuckin annoyin ass dnd ocs. they're both stupid and argue every other second but they bond simply... over wanting to deck each other in the throat!! grim's just really easy to rile up, and val LOVES to get on their nerves
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