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Lu? ✍ :3 maybe with King?

Tried to base him off your drawings!

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✍ - throws roi @ you from polaroidxcamera

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“This is the leaf Kingler gave me. It reminds me of the time Kingler gave me a leaf.”

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Send me '✍' and I will draw your muse horribly on MSPaint

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Adventues with Baby Ram Ep. 1

Epilogue:

( Sketches by @snxkeyes, Lineart and Color by Me! )

[valtsv]

i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again, having a thing for vampires does NOT make you a monster fucker, vampires are ENTRY-LEVEL, you don’t get fully initiated into the club until you want to bone AT LEAST one demon,

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@snxkeyesnsfw​

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Ram crossed his arms, speaking up.

“About a few weeks ago, almost a month… He was suppose to get better on his own, but he hasn’t…”

Kingler’s made a soft gurgling noise, drooling on the sheets of the bed as he watched the mirror head with acid bright eyes, bearing his teeth though not able to move very quickly or make one towards the other. Dev holding his hands together.

“He’s sedated right now for safety of course.”

Kingler’s heartbeat was a big odd sounding, though he was still in his clothes that were in shambles from the huge growth. A bunch of green veins running and grouping towards where his heart would be.

“ Shh, Kingler. I ain’ here ‘ta hurt ya’. Jus’ stay calm, alright? “ Reese reassured, moving the stethoscope around the die’s chest now and then. … That was indeed a strange heartbeat… definitely something he’d never heard before.

He lowered his stethoscope, taking it off and letting it hang from his shoulders before taking his clipboard and writing his findings down. He had noticed the strange green lines running down his chest, which prompted him to move Kingler’s shirt.

“ What happened ‘ta trigger this sudden outburst o’magic? “ He asked, running a gloved finger along the veins.

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Kingler snarled lowly at him, the shirt taut across his body and hard to move as he turned to shift and lay on his side. His soul glowing through his shirt brightly in a bright green and purple splotches.

Ram rubbing the back of his head.

“He had been holding in feelings towards his husband’s actions and it just came out all at once in a horrible manifestation... It doesn’t help that his magic is from me. It’s normally not a problem for him to deal with and wield, but he can be so strong in this form.”

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Dev finally brought the doctor to Kingler, hands folded together. “He’s been like this for weeks now and he doesn’t seem to be getting better... We sedate him bi-hourly otherwise he gets violent... Can you do anything?” Kingler just pants heavily, laying his cheek into the huge bed he’s stationed on with a low whine, growling st the doctor weakly.

“ I’ve seen an’ read about magical outbursts, but I’ve neva’ heard about a case like this… It’s like he’s undergone a total transformation… “

The mirror was careful to approach, setting his house-call bag at his side. Putting his stethoscope on, he pressed the round part to Kingler’s chest. Hopefully his patient wouldn’t get violent while he examined him–in cases like this, he needed to check everything.

“ .. When did’ja say this started? Take me from th’top, if you could. “

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Ram crossed his arms, speaking up.

“About a few weeks ago, almost a month... He was suppose to get better on his own, but he hasn’t...”

Kingler’s made a soft gurgling noise, drooling on the sheets of the bed as he watched the mirror head with acid bright eyes, bearing his teeth though not able to move very quickly or make one towards the other. Dev holding his hands together.

“He’s sedated right now for safety of course.”

Kingler’s heartbeat was a big odd sounding, though he was still in his clothes that were in shambles from the huge growth. A bunch of green veins running and grouping towards where his heart would be.

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Ram and Easy? - Wheezycigar

@wheezycigar

Tall, nasty and cruel. Discord is only driven by his need to punish those for the most minor things or when he feels like it. He looks almost normal from both sides’ togetherness in being malicious and horrid to others. He stands at 10 ft, and has a second pair of detached arms.

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"Kingler?! Love- 'm here-" Oh god what had happened? He- He had needed to sleep, he was so tired, but when he woke up he'd heard about an attack?! Pirro was much more worried about Kingler than whoever had been attacked, though, and rushed into the room where he was, trying to calm down as he approached, holding his hand out toward Kingler. - Wheezycigar

@wheezycigar

Kingler was akin to a scared and angry ferious animal, hissing and growling at Pirro before he could smell his scent. His eyes were bleeding red, softly reseting to acid green as he came close to sniff Pirro’s hand. He nudged his face into it, letting him feel his hand on his face.

“Pirro...”

He whispered, closing his eyes to open them back up to the other, a slight remnant of his old eyes before Dev was able to get close and give him his shot. He flinched, getting very tired, very quickly as his eyes drooped. He collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily but pushing towards Pirro more, wanting to feel his touch as if it was keeping him grounded from his lost instincts.

“P... Pirro...”

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snxkeyes:

Sad, tired eyes look at him. He rubs Kingler’s shoulder in an attempt to soothe him. “I…I’m not sure…try and calm down…ok?”

They both needed to calm down. He was already stressed enough with himself and now he’s doing this. “Have you tried talking to him…about it..?”

“I-It hurts so much…”

He clutches his chest, heeling over on the couch with a few coughs of green acid splattering on the carpet, sizzling and ruining it. He just laid on the couch, quaking horribly as he glances at him. It’s hard to figure out where his gaze is coming from, it’s completely hollow.

“P-Please… I don’t w-want to burden you wit’ my problems…”

[snxkeyes]

“Its alright. I’m not that fragile, ya know?”

The acidic substance caught him a bit off guard and Cabell’s face grew sadder. “I’ll try and get the boss. You rest, try to breathe slowly…inhale through your nose and exhale through your mouth…”

He gaves him a very weak smile. “Everythin’ will be just fine…”

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He shakes, nodding weakly and just curling up on the couch as Dev is already there with Ram, loading a little gun with a vial and syringe at the end. Kingler is immensely afraid, trying to get away as Ram tries to hold him. Dev passing by Cabell to shoot him up with the liquid as he slumps, just laying on the couch sleepily as Dev sighs. He looked at Cabell.

“Thanks for distracting him, sweetheart... He’s been wandering the casino and we were having problems getting him to stop to give him his medicine.”

A soft mumble from the beast.

“Ca... bell....”

He just lazily lays on the couch, breathing heavily and going silent though still awake.

[purp-pips]

It's honestly a bit weird, a giant 'monster' on the move on the casino floor, mumbling to itself and swaying slowly as Dev runs around him, trying to round him up to push him to the back. It's still so hard, given his size. "KINGSLY! I NEED YOUR HELP!"

Kingsly was sitting down in the main floor, playing devil’s grip by himself. He fell out of his chair due to the sudden commotion and held his head as he sat up “Woah….What happened to uhh….who is this, Boss?” 

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purp-pips:

He nods and snatches the cigar, pulling out his brass lighter as he ran. Lighting it and standing in the doorway, he held the cigar out infround of him…it took him a lot not to stick the thing in his mouth and smoke it.

It took a moment before Kingler smelled it, turning his head and breaking the ropes as he hobbled closer to Kingsly, following him as he smelled the ash.

“Pirro...”

Dev took in a breath, chasing after to close the door as they got him back into his bed which was caved in from his weight and time spent in it. Dev took out a gun with a vial full of liquid on it, a soft air puncture noise as he pushed it up against Kingler’s side. He whined before just deflating on the bed, getting more tired again as Dev rubbed his temples with a sigh, putting the gun back in his hammerspace.

“Thanks for helping, Kingsly. I forgot to give him his bi-hourly sedation...”

[purp-pips]

It's honestly a bit weird, a giant 'monster' on the move on the casino floor, mumbling to itself and swaying slowly as Dev runs around him, trying to round him up to push him to the back. It's still so hard, given his size. "KINGSLY! I NEED YOUR HELP!"

Kingsly was sitting down in the main floor, playing devil’s grip by himself. He fell out of his chair due to the sudden commotion and held his head as he sat up “Woah….What happened to uhh….who is this, Boss?” 

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He shook his head.

“I’ll explain later, just help me get him to the back! He’s gonna hurt himself OR someone if we don’t!”

He kept pushing at him, getting a bit of progress as the beast kept muttering over and over.

“Pirro… Where’s Pirro?”

[purp-pips]

He nodded “alright..let me open the door” 

He took out his keys and ran to the back, pushing tables out of the way as he did so, the unlocking the door and making sure it stayed that way. Then walking over.

“im not strong though!”

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He shook his head.

“Just grab his attention!”

He had easier time wrapping up his different looking feet to bring him down as he tried to stand back up. Tears running down his face endlessly as he clawed at the floor.

“I want... Pirro...”

Dev kept pushing.

“Yes I know, honey, but he’s not out here!”

He summoned a cigar, handing it to Kingsly.

“Light this and go stand in the doorway, he’ll smell it and follow you for sure.”

[purp-pips]

It's honestly a bit weird, a giant 'monster' on the move on the casino floor, mumbling to itself and swaying slowly as Dev runs around him, trying to round him up to push him to the back. It's still so hard, given his size. "KINGSLY! I NEED YOUR HELP!"

Kingsly was sitting down in the main floor, playing devil’s grip by himself. He fell out of his chair due to the sudden commotion and held his head as he sat up “Woah….What happened to uhh….who is this, Boss?” 

[backinthediehouse]

He shook his head.

“I’ll explain later, just help me get him to the back! He’s gonna hurt himself OR someone if we don’t!”

He kept pushing at him, getting a bit of progress as the beast kept muttering over and over.

“Pirro... Where’s Pirro?”