This is a thought I've had myself but I felt like Pietro might have also thought about it and would bring it up lol Just one of the many hang outs while Pietro is stuck giant and Bobby is just spending time with him before it came out that Bobby had a crush on him.
This would be shortly before that point I think, where Bobby's really starting to wonder if he might have a chance with Pietro with how well they're getting along but also is scared to ruin their friendship... He'd need some encouragement from some other friends before asking Pietro out, which is the Coney Island "date" that isn't a date bc he panicked last minute and other people were there and Tabby tells Pietro Bobby likes him and it all turns into a mess... (sigh) Ah, these boys...
Pietro saw his boy genuinely distraught and dropped the usual teasing to give some affirming words of comfort. It's not gay to scoop up your friends like a small beloved critter and tell them you still like them despite their weirder quirks, right fellas??
In Scott's defense... he hasn't had the best encounters with merpeople and instead of a plane crash it was a shipwreck, tho it was caused by Magneto, not Pietro. He wasn't giant when he was younger, but Scott doesn't know that. If he had waited a couple seconds more he would have seen them kiss, but he wasn't going to give those extra seconds to see if the sea monster was going to bite Bobby's head off or not as it plays with its prey. Scott also had a moment of seeing Pietro in the depths when their ship sank from the storm and he wasn't sure if he was seeing things or not bc he figured it even more unlikely that Bobby had survived that when that was lurking in the area...
Pietro's lucky he didn't get him in the eye or a more vital area tbh... A harpoon is going to be hard to get out as well. He gets interrupted in an intimate moment and then it looks like his lover is getting abducted? This will go swimmingly for Scott... Bobby will have to diffuse and tell Pietro to leave. Scott calling him a monster and Bobby having to fight his case and admit that who he just harpooned was his boyfriend, short-circuiting Scott. (He might not mention how they had literally had sex shortly before this... Lucky he didn't walk in on that)
I'm still wondering if I'll draw the rest of this interaction. I might try to but don't want to promise anything. It would be after this interruption that Pietro ends up getting caught by his dad tho with the proof of his human mingling still in his shoulder, and it will be a while before Bobby even sees him again. Bobby not even sure if he's still alive after the injury and really upset with Scott. I don't think he would have forgiven him if he had killed him. He wouldn't have known for sure until he showed up on the shore one day human. And then they finally get to talk when Bobby is helping him bathe, or at least.. converse. Pietro can't talk then.
In Scott's defense... he hasn't had the best encounters with merpeople and instead of a plane crash it was a shipwreck, tho it was caused by Magneto, not Pietro. He wasn't giant when he was younger, but Scott doesn't know that. If he had waited a couple seconds more he would have seen them kiss, but he wasn't going to give those extra seconds to see if the sea monster was going to bite Bobby's head off or not as it plays with its prey. Scott also had a moment of seeing Pietro in the depths when their ship sank from the storm and he wasn't sure if he was seeing things or not bc he figured it even more unlikely that Bobby had survived that when that was lurking in the area...
Pietro's lucky he didn't get him in the eye or a more vital area tbh... A harpoon is going to be hard to get out as well. He gets interrupted in an intimate moment and then it looks like his lover is getting abducted? This will go swimmingly for Scott... Bobby will have to diffuse and tell Pietro to leave. Scott calling him a monster and Bobby having to fight his case and admit that who he just harpooned was his boyfriend, short-circuiting Scott. (He might not mention how they had literally had sex shortly before this... Lucky he didn't walk in on that)
I'm still wondering if I'll draw the rest of this interaction. I might try to but don't want to promise anything. It would be after this interruption that Pietro ends up getting caught by his dad tho with the proof of his human mingling still in his shoulder, and it will be a while before Bobby even sees him again. Bobby not even sure if he's still alive after the injury and really upset with Scott. I don't think he would have forgiven him if he had killed him. He wouldn't have known for sure until he showed up on the shore one day human. And then they finally get to talk when Bobby is helping him bathe, or at least.. converse. Pietro can't talk then.
The other page I had done of their first proper meeting in the mer AU! I was wondering if I wanted to commit to doing all the shading and lighting on this comic since I did the first page that way, but it would be kind of relevant to the excerpt, so... I guess I'm buckling down for several pages of this! 😅 It may take me a bit to get through tho.
I think initially Bobby has a lot of language that kind of reveres Pietro as more of a deity than an person, and it would make Pietro visibly uncomfortable. While he loves praise and would eat it up at first, he'd start to wonder if Bobby is even seeing him as a person when he's trying to flirt with him and see him as an equal, while to Bobby, Pietro at first is something so incomprehensible and amazing to him that he doesn't think he could think of him that way (tho he is also crushing hard) And tbh, he's not too far off thinking Pietro is like a god when his daddy is basically Poseidon (tho he doesn't know that yet). Pietro just wouldn't want to view himself that way and wishes to connect with others, which is already difficult for him with the giant thing.
A little different than their first kiss in the original AU but, still a bit similar too. It's a bit harder when the size difference is more drastic, but that certainly doesn't stop Bobby. He heard "I would like that" and that was all he needed to hear before going for it lol
It did occur to me tho that they really wouldn't be sure if kissing meant the same thing unless they had talked about it, and I think Bobby would be the one who was bold enough to just straight up ask. I think Pietro in this would have grown to be a bit more self-conscious about his size bc it's been permanent and not size shifting like in the original AU and he'd been dealing with it longer technically. He'd been accustomed to people not liking to be very intimate with him.
In this he also was more open about being gay in the first place and I think he had a partner before he started growing gradually and think they would have broken up with him bc they couldn't see them dealing with that in long-term and think that would kind of fuck up Pietro's self-esteem and perspective of himself as a teen. So having someone who just... doesn't care is... Nice.
So, I... actually wrote a fic for once! I've had it for a bit now, tho it took me a few days to hammer out. I'm not much of a writer with prose, but I tried! I hope you guys enjoy. It def got me thinking that maybe I should attempt to write the rest of the story out in chapters maybe! But for now, I have a sort of excerpt, kind of like the comics I've been doing!
This takes place on Genosha after they've settled in a bit and there was the anti-mutant terrorist attack on their ship and Pietro and Wanda defended them and he got them to shore.
I also did a pic based on the fic~
"Not Unlike Him"
Things were quiet in the metallic castle Bobby and Pietro were now residing in on the island of Genosha. Too quiet? Possibly. But quiet meant peaceful, right? Bobby could only hope. All of the Magnus family under one roof felt like a recipe for disaster but things had been shockingly amicable thus far. Bobby knew Pietro had been holding his tongue however. He was aware of what it meant for them to have this place together. Somewhere safe. He was going to try and keep it that way as long as he could, but what was the cost of keeping the fragile bearings of a shaky foundation to knowing the truth?
One thing that had been bothering Bobby was hearing no word of any kind of transportation for the anti-mutant terrorists they had taken prisoner on their ship to get there. Surely Magneto would have wanted to deal with the problem promptly and not keep them on the island that was meant to be a safe haven for mutantkind, but it had been 2 weeks already since their arrival. Was bringing it up worth the risk of that peace they had so sought after?... Bobby wasn’t sure he wanted to find out. The burden of them taking the lives of the other terrorists on that ship was already weighing down on him, even if they were acting in self-defense. Could he deal with more lives at stake? Even if they were terrible bigots? He thought of his parents and if he felt they deserved the same fate or not…
Bobby opened the door to their bedroom and saw Pietro standing out on the wide balcony, shrouded in the bright moonlight, his silver hair illuminated even more in contrast to the night. He joined him outside and wrapped his arms around the taller boy's waist and chest, bringing him into an embrace from behind as he kissed his cheek softly as a greeting.
Pietro sighed and Bobby could feel his body relax at his touch, “Hey, Bobby…”
“Hey, beautiful,” Bobby cooed, “Your hair looks like starlight, you know?”
Pietro laughed but blushed, “You're always so corny!”
“But it works, doesn't it?” he said with a cheeky smirk.
Pietro shoved him away playfully. This was the peace he wanted so badly to keep. Bobby laughed but with each passing thought, his smile faded away. He gazed quietly out onto the skyline from the balcony, stories above everything else. Pietro’s smile also faded.
“What’s wrong?”
Bobby was never one to be dishonest.
“It’s about the prisoners…” Pietro tensed, “I just thought your dad might have taken care of that by now, but I haven’t heard anything about them being shipped back to where they came from since.”
Pietro was a bit pale as he clenched his jaw and turned away from Bobby, “He did take care of that… The moment we handed them over to him.”
Bobby also paled, “You mean he… Pietro, did you know about this? The whole time?
Pietro sighed, “I didn’t know… for sure… but I had always assumed.”
“You mean you knew he would do that since before we handed them over to him?! And you just let us hand them over to the slaughter?!”
Pietro bristled suddenly, “Do you really think it makes much of a difference after what we did to the rest of those terrorists?! What I had to do to them?! It was just extending the inevitable and they chose their fate getting involved!”
There was a pause and Pietro continued, “It’s not as hard for you when you weren’t the one who had to get their hands dirty…”
“I understand that we didn’t have much of a choice then, but we had a choice when we had those survivors–”
“Did we? We went to Magneto island where Magneto is in charge and he has a zero tolerance for bigots who want to kill Magneto’s people. I think the choice was already made for us.”
“... You should have told me…”
“Again, what difference would it have made?... We both chose to keep our heads down.”
Pietro shivered suddenly. Bobby wasn’t sure if it was a natural chill, the tension in the air, or his own creeping angry aura manifesting. Maybe an accumulation of all three.
“Well, I’m not keeping my head down now. Taking their lives was wrong to do.”
“So am I wrong now too? For choosing to act when you were almost killed?! You even agreed at the time that it was our only option other than dying. Will you condemn me too?
Bobby spoke coldly, “So you’re gonna defend Magneto?”
“We did what had to be done.”
“... You even sound like him…”
And just like that, the peace was gone. Bobby bit his tongue, but it was too late.
Pietro was someone who could think a million thoughts a second and retort whatever comeback in an instant, and yet, he was rendered speechless. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing came. He vibrated in place momentarily where Bobby could hardly see him before his eyes and the next time he blinked he was storming out of the bedroom, already several feet taller. The door slammed behind him.
Bobby closed his eyes with a heavy sigh and put his hands up to his face. The balcony decorating itself in frozen fractals within his vicinity.
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Pietro was too livid to use his super speed and this fact only exasperated him more. He hadn’t figured out yet if he was able to use both powers at the same time, but his size shifting tended to take over more when he got too emotional, much to his chagrin, and the emotion he was feeling now was ANGER. Angry at what Bobby said. Angry about the situation at hand. Angry about how he could be… right? No! He wouldn’t accept it! Couldn’t! His frustration manifested into several more feet accumulating to his height. Thankfully the castle had high ceilings, but he was wanting to remove himself from it ASAP. He needed air. Away from the castle. Away from… everything.
But there was no escape from everything. They were on an island after all, and a small one at that. Both his powers only dwarfed it more; he just had to pick a poison: run the entire perimeter several times in a few seconds, or be tall enough to see the shoreline on every side. Either way, he was encumbered by a watery mass. He could run over the ocean, but the spaces in between land were too far in between; even with his speed, it was easy to get lost without a compass.
He had to face it with what he had at the moment, which was being roughly 12ft and pisssed off. He worked his way down all the many stairs due to not wanting to risk the elevator, but it only gave him more time to ruminate the conversation in his head and replay it a thousand times over already. His mind raced through the five stages of grief within seconds and then got stuck on loop.
Outside. Finally. It took much longer than he would have liked. Although his giant form, unable to go at the speeds he originally could, was still faster than someone smaller was. He paced through the garden and found a somewhat more isolated spot on the outskirts of the castle, secluded by more metal walls and art pieces. There really was no escaping that they were in Magneto’s realm. Even outside. His metallic touch was practically rooted throughout the whole island and Pietro willingly went right into it.
Was he defending him? Maybe. Why was he always making excuses for him? He didn’t deserve it. Did he? How was it that he felt right where he started again?... Was he also just as malleable to his father as the metal he bends to his will? Had trying to keep the peace only warped his mind further into falling back into old patterns? He’d like to think his father was maybe different now and why they could live together, though it didn’t change what he had done before, he was apparently willing to give things a chance if it meant he and Bobby could be safe. And now he’s faced with the worst possible outcome… Being compared to his father.
WHA-TANG!
Pietro’s fist slammed into the metal wall, bending it out of shape.
His breathing was shaky as he left his giant fist imprinted into the alloy before retracting it and shaking his hand. He still wasn’t quite big enough to have that not hurt as much…
Before he could start regretting it, almost as if he willed it, the metal suddenly reformed back into shape, as if never being struck! For a moment he questions his own capabilities before reaching the more reasonable conclusion: someone else in the family. It could have been one of two options, and he wasn’t sure which was worse: his father or his annoying younger half-sister. Although dealing with Lorna would be bothersome, dealing with his father would be–
“Trouble in paradise?” his father asked candidly, descending down from above.
He stayed at eye level with him hovering in the air. Pietro, never wanting to show his more extreme emotions in front of his father, straightened himself up instinctively and stuttered out,
“F-Forgive me, sir! I was… out of line…” He immediately cringed at himself. Like a trained dog that remembers its master.
“At ease, Pietro. What perturbs you? You can talk to me.”
Unsure of how to answer this loaded question, Pietro hesitated, “Can I talk to you?...”
“Yes, my son. I know things have been… strained between us before, but with us united now as a family, I would like our relationship to be… better. For the good of our people, if nothing else.”
Was it a good answer? Not really. Was it enough to make Pietro let his guard down enough in a moment of weakness?
“It’s just… Bobby and…” he hesitated again, “Questions of morality…”
“I see…”, Magneto puzzled. Was his father actually going to bother giving him advice on relationship troubles? It seemed so trivial for someone like him.
He continued on with a distant look in his eyes, “Charles and I also had… similar troubles…”
“Do you mean… relationship problems or questions of morality?”
“Both.”
Pietro paused, “... Do you actually mean you guys were also in a similar relationship or…?”
“Yes.”
Pietro was stunned by the blunt answer but also somehow not shocked by this. Thinking back on what he knew of either of the two men, it all kind of clicked into place, and once again he was rendered speechless. His dad had many sins but at least being homophobic wasn’t one of them! Although he couldn’t help but feel a little disgusted picturing the two of them being intimate as his father and mentor. His face flushed. He’s glad he didn’t get to witness it.
“O-Oh, so… How did you guys work that out?...”
“We didn’t.” Magneto said flatly.
“Oh…” Pietro felt his soul crushing underneath the sentiment of him and Bobby also potentially falling apart. He gulped and steered the conversation back to his other dilemma, hoping he wouldn’t regret bringing it up, “W-Well, the problem was about the prisoners… The ones we brought from the ship?...”
Magneto went silent and tipped his chin upward, “What about them?”
“... Did… Did you kill them?”
He paused for a moment too long, probably also hoping he wouldn’t regret it, “Yes.”
Pietro heaved a heavy sigh and rubbed the back of his neck. The answer wasn’t a shock, but part of him was wishing it wasn’t the case, “I thought so…”
“And Bobby didn’t… I presume?”
“No. He didn’t…”
Magneto inhales deeply into his nose and exhales, “I suppose that could be expected… I also assume he didn’t take this well?”
“No, but… I don’t want this to come between us. I just… don’t know what to do or say… And now it seems like he’s mad about me taking out that ship of terrorists as well, and… I just don’t know if I did the right thing.”
His father rested an assured hand on his large shoulder and looked directly into his eyes. He stated very directly, “We did what had to be done.”
Pietro could have screamed at hearing those words repeated back at him. Like a damning echo that could tear him asunder. Bobby was right, he thought, and he could hardly bear to live with the truth of the matter. It felt like he was cracking in two, but instead he grew several more feet.
Magneto took note of his son's slight growth spurt and gave him a bit more space but continued, “We can't change what's been done. Only live with the decisions we've made.” He paused thoughtfully, “Do you love this boy?”
Pietro snapped back to reality at the question and stammered out, “Y-Yes! More… More than anything!...” He looked away sadly as his sentence tapered off. This vulnerability was killing him. Yet he felt compelled to continue, even in front of his father.
Magneto's expression softened more than Pietro had ever recalled seeing, “Then I recommend you mend things before it's too late… If they can be saved. He appears to care about you a lot as well if he came all this way with you. Cherish what feelings he's brought you and don't dwell on the turmoil that could tear you apart. Remind him of this.”
Pietro never thought he'd ever be getting love advice from his dad, let alone sound love advice. The whole thing just left his head spinning to be honest.
“I suppose I'll leave you to that then.” His father spoke and without another word, flew upward, scaling the castle.
Pietro now left back with his own rapid moving mind again. How many more times could he run the conversations through his head without giving himself a headache, he wondered. His head already felt like it was throbbing from the stress. He thought about what his father said. What Bobby said. He felt like he could throw up. Why did Magneto have to be right? Why did Bobby also have to be right? And why did he always have to seem like the asshole in the end?
He kicked at the ground lightly, “Goddammit…”
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Bobby had just gotten back to the castle grounds after taking an air ride on an ice bridge. Felt like he had to get out for a while too. The chilling air of the night unfazed him, but the metaphorical chill of the night left him shaking. He had gone up as high as he could to look over the small city to clear his head, but being up high just made him think of Pietro… Maybe thinking if he could share his perspective literally, perhaps he could figuratively too…
He regretted ever saying such a thing to him. To his love. The light of his life that he snuffed out with a careless phrase of a debilitating magnitude. He of all people should have known the repercussions. How could he be so harsh? He spoke in anger and he spoke too soon, before he could bear the weight of his words. Risking the peace they worked so hard for. Yet he knew there was some truth to them and why it hurt more. He didn't want this to ever be something he could even bring up, but he's certain it hurt Pietro more than it could hurt him…
Bobby sighed as he dragged his body to the elevator, wondering if he'd even see Pietro again for the evening. Maybe he should do them both a favor and sleep on the couch for his sins? But the night was late and the day was long, and he so craved the comfort of their bed…
Arriving on their floor, he cautiously creaked the bedroom door open, not sure what to expect. He shouldn't have been surprised at this point to see Pietro laying curled up with his head on the bed in the dark while roughly 40ft tall, but it still did. He thought maybe he'd still be out or at least not want to be around anywhere near where Bobby would be.
He took a hesitant step forward, unsure if Pietro was sleeping, when he heard a loud sniffle and sob. Goddammit. He made him cry. Pietro was never one to cry easily, and Bobby had made him cry. He didn't want to make things worse with his presence, but everything in him screamed out to comfort him.
“Pietro? I'm sorry… Am I allowed to come in?”
Pietro raised his head from the bed to look at him, his sleeked hair frazzled. The mattress creaked from the substantial weight being lifted from it, his eminence permeating the room despite the high ceilings. The sheer size of him up close always sent a shudder up Bobby's spine, although this was hardly even the biggest he'd ever seen him. But still, being in his presence when he was relatively large was always something to behold. Even when he looked at him with pleading sopping wet eyes and a quivering lip.
Pietro's voice echoed as it quaked, he spoke honestly and truly, “I don't (hic) want us to be (hic) mad at each other…”
Bobby crumbled immediately, tears welling in his eyes too, “Oh, Petey… Starlight… I don't want us to be mad either… I'm sorry about what I said earlier, I–”
Pietro practically wailed, devastated, “But you were right! I even (hic) talked to my father about it and he said the same. Fucking. Thing! God! I'm just like him…” He buried his face back into the bed as if it were a pillow.
Bobby strode over to his large boyfriend with purpose, crawled onto the bed to reach his spacious face and lifted it up, “No! You're NOT like him! You're thoughtful, and kind, and always trying your best to do the right thing! Even if he seems like he's turned over a new leaf, Magneto wishes he could!”
Pietro hung his head pathetically, averting his eyes, not fully believing what Bobby had to say, but he continued.
“From what I know, I wouldn't have fallen in love with someone like your father…”
Bobby caressed Pietro's cheek, soaking his hand in his waterfall of tears, but he didn't care. Just as long as he could be his rock (or maybe pebble in this instance). Pietro wanted to lean into his touch but didn't want his weight to push him over. He kissed his small hand and put his king-sized head back onto the king-sized bed as it groaned in protest.
Pietro softened briefly and sniffed, “I guess when you put it that way…” Then he hardened again with a stern expression, “But it still doesn't change the fact that I killed those people…”
Bobby sat himself onto the bed next to Pietro's face and sighed, “It doesn't. But the fact of the matter is that you also saved all of us too. And then dragging our shipwreck all the way here to boot. We wouldn't be here if it wasn't for what you did. I am grateful for what you did anyway… As complicated as it is…You're still my big hero.”
Pietro wiped his tears away and just laid quiet for a bit.
“Yeah?...” He finally said.
“Yeah.” Said Bobby.
“Are you sure you still wanna be with someone like me?” Pietro asked hesitantly, as if scared of the answer, only to have Bobby go,
“Uh. Duh! You're stuck with me.” he said with a smirk, “Now are you gonna shrink down so I can cuddle with you properly, or do I need to get big too to hold you?”
Pietro looked concerned, “Do you actually want to try getting big again after what happened last time?”
“I think I can handle a bit of it while lying down. But if you don't want me to risk it I won't. I just really want to hold you right now and I think you need it.”
The gargantuan white-haired boy pulled himself up a bit as he tried to focus, steadily becoming less gargantuan. He exhaled heavily as if he had held his breath. He was now small enough to crawl onto the bed but still large enough to dwarf his frosty boyfriend.
“Is this small enough?” Pietro asked as he towered over top of Bobby, his palms pressing heavily into the bed on either side.
“It's just right!”
Bobby practically leapt up to wrap his arms around Pietro’s neck and pulled him down on top of him. All 400lbs and 10ft of him. Pietro gasped at the force and couldn't help but laugh at his gusto. Bobby really couldn't care less about his size and he always wanted him to know that. Something he had felt ever since they first properly met. And he was going to remind him now as well. This was the Pietro he had wanted to hear. This is the peace he wanted to make. To keep. And he wasn't going to let him go now that he was in his arms again.
“I love you.” Bobby made sure to say. Again and again. There weren't enough times he could say it. All between showering his body in kisses.
Pietro rolled over on his side so as to not crush Bobby and continued to giggle as he was assaulted by a continued onslaught of smooches.
Pietro grabbed Bobby's head with his oversized hands to stop him, “I love you too, okay?”
And then met their mouths together in a passionate caress as their eyes closed.
Bobby’s eyes fluttered open again when he pulled away, “That's the best.”
Pietro snickered but rested his head onto Bobby's shoulder, “You're always so corny!...”
“But it works, doesn't it?...”
The two nuzzled in closer on the bed together. Longing for each other's touch like a man in the desert reaching for water. Had they calmed the turmoil between them for good? One could hope to think. Was the peace back in the household? For now. Were they a perfect couple? Far from it. But they were perfect together, now weren't they?
Oh yeah, have the Pietro's fat tits page. Mostly consists of how many fucking times I've drawn alower angle view where his pecs are obstructing the view of him or very pominent in some way (and some honorary mentions), and there is... a stupid amount lol
There will probably still be more too. He's just got crazy pecs, guys, Idk what to tell you. At least Bobby isn't complaining.
This was a recent commission I got from @okminer07 of the fic inspired by my Giant Pietro AU/X-Men called Anomaly Rehabilitation Program. There's a few chapters out already but you can start with the Intro.
This is a bit from a chapter that's not out of the giant, Jeremy, and the eventual love interest, Chris. Difference in this story is Jeremy is stuck giant, not a size shifter. I thought the little scene was cute tho and it was fun to draw and also bc the lead looks quite a bit like Pietro too just with auburn hair and a bit bulkier lol Also you can't tell but Chris is pale af and why he has so much sunscreen lol
Trying to figure out how to transport a 145ft contained giant was a difficult feat, but boat seemed to be the way to go.
I'm gonna be bold and try posting some of the more suggestive stuff with Pietro and Bobby ffff This one is just suggestive at best tho.
As for this pic, I figured Bobby was actually the one who would have suggested they try out some size stuff and it was a little more than he bargained for and is a bit overwhelmed, but like... in a good way lol
Now I don't think Bobby had a size kink or anything before meeting Pietro, but after their first sexual encounter with their first kiss (that's the other comic parts I'd like to post) with it he'd kind of get Pavloved into thinking about it in that way! And he wants to explore it more! I think it's bc he was so in love with Pietro that he just associates the size thing with him now, so yeah! He's into it!
I think part of it too was him wanting Pietro to not feel as self-conscious about his size shifting ability and wanting to encourage him to use it even when they get intimate and this was kind of the result.
I don't personally have a size fetish, and don't draw it in an inherently sexual way, but the characters maybe thinking that a bit? Sure.
I had a dream that Ray had another form he could turn into and I just thought he should be allowed to do that! Thought it'd be cool if he had a pure energy/electricity form since some other electric powered characters are also able to do that. And is probably able to enter electronic devices as well, tho he likely would overcharge and destroy them if he did. He can travel through power lines this way too.
I was originally going to use this for the masterpost guide, but I liked the idea of the candid photo more and wasn't as crazy about how this one turned out. Still gonna share tho!
I wanted to draw them fully visibly in each other's outfits during the power swap bit when Wanda's powers are going crazy. Did they also need to swap outfits? Not really, but I thought it'd be fun lol They do look good in each other's outfits tho! (also the first time I'm drawing those suits fully colored since picking a design and it's on the wrong guy lol)
Just some more monster-y type looks for Bobby in his ice form. He's done similar stuff in the comics and I had always wanted to do that with Evo too. I figure he'd probably use it for a battle mode with the look on the right.
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