Mm Thinking About Giants Playing Nice. Be It A Giant Alien, An Experimentee With A New Size, Or Even

mm thinking about giants playing nice. be it a giant alien, an experimentee with a new size, or even just like your average 100' cryptid. watching as tiny humans crawl across their hands, dutifully keeping them still as they poke and prod at the flesh. humoring demands to be measured, or to sit, or to pick up a car and hear a chorus of amazement around them. trying not to look bored at how toy-sized everything is, to pluck the tiny human(s) out of the crowd they thought looked genuinely entertaining. keeping silent as some leader or another prattles off threats and demands. they don't point out how the weapons surrounding them would hurt little more than a tickle, but they do "accidentally" knock over one of the bigger ones with a "careless" movement. they'll comply, play fetch, whatever...until they find a more amusing option, of course.

I posted about my writers’ block, but right now I am absolutely on fire with this one fic. It’s going to be another part of YCRBYCH because that fic still haunts me and I have a few AU ideas as well.

A begrudging Happy Valentine's to you all! Stay safe out there, my fellow aromantics ...

Once again commented a response on my main account. One of these days I’ll learn.

Behold, me proving that I do know characters from Transformers that aren’t Megatron and Optimus!

Holding a kitty

really love the idea of Prowl is just like a little cat

(still finding the way of coloring)