Halloween Art Trade
@bustedsteele
Solegaleo + Darkrai
POKÉFUSION
SolRai
"Sun Eater" (Solar Eclipse)
Abilities:
Absorbs light
Nullifies solar beam
Lucid nightmares
Shadow ball
Dark void
Visions
Solar wind
Tail whip
Black hole
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia

seen from South Africa
seen from Netherlands

seen from China

seen from Malaysia
seen from China

seen from Canada
seen from Brazil
seen from China

seen from Türkiye

seen from Türkiye

seen from Malaysia
seen from Russia

seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from South Korea
Halloween Art Trade
@bustedsteele
Solegaleo + Darkrai
POKÉFUSION
SolRai
"Sun Eater" (Solar Eclipse)
Abilities:
Absorbs light
Nullifies solar beam
Lucid nightmares
Shadow ball
Dark void
Visions
Solar wind
Tail whip
Black hole
bustedsteele needs a hideout
Esprit hissed at the attacker and chased them off. Apparently they just happened to be fearful of raccoons. Once she was sure they wouldn’t dare to return to the alley, the shapeshifter hobbled back to the beaten man on the ground.
“Hey, you okay?”
{ @bustedsteele }
"Y'know I never believed my Mom when she said aliens actually exist... Or at least aliens in THIS galaxy."
|| ——— “I suppose it is quite a unique concept for humans to grasp. Something out there that they have no knowledge of. Life on different worlds, sentient beings other than themselves.”
——— Her soft yet dangerous echoing telepathic voice rang out through their surroundings. The voice was accompanied by a dangerous silver grin with fangs bared. Spitter-glands glowed their bright, dangerous green as the Queen looked down to where the other stood.
|| ——— “Did your mother believe that such things, that aliens, existed?”
Besides, look at that dopey guy, who’d wanna eat that cute-ass blob?
—Buster Accurately Defining a Puffer Fish.
If the bond didn’t tell him what was up, then bunched up sheets and the noises she was making certainly did. He couldn’t help but smirk, his human evidently having some kind of erotic dream. He silently made his way to the foot of the bed, crouching down on his haunches as his horned head lowered so he could rest his chin on the mattress. Deciding to be a little shit his arms reach out, just high enough to suddenly grab her thighs like the classic ‘demon from under the bed’.
Having such a vivid wet dream was something she didnt had in a long time. And she didnt knew that this demon that was bonded to her could feel it as well. As she was dreaming she felt it go all the way through her body. Every inch in her was feeling like it was lit on fire. A quiet little moan escaped her now and then as she was trying to reach her peak in her dream. She was pulled away from that wonderful dream as she felt a hand on her skin. Not just any hand. Her demons hand. “...” With dreamy eyes she looked at him. Her whole body showed which kind of dream she had. Eyes blown with lust, her tights sticky and her nipples peaking through her shirt.
“W-why did you wake me...I-i had such a nice dream..without you in it.” That was a lie, she didnt wanted to tell him that she had dreamed about them doing it. That would just stroke his ego.
He wasn't sure what such a big deadly alien would like, but he figures he couldn't go wrong with an old well assembled spaceship from when he was a kid. Something to make her desert dwelling a little more homey.
------ This gift that her new human friend had brought her caught the creature’s attention, a gleeful chitter escaping from her jaws as she gently picked up the spaceship in her secondary claws to inspect it. She would most certainly place it in a safe place where she would be able to look at it every day.
"So... Are all ghosts from humans, or are some simply beings from another plane of existence?" If he was honest that was the confusing part about their confirmed existence. Were they all from once living beings, or were some 'born' that way.
"I don't know where they're all from. They don't carry passports." Peter shrugged and blew on his coffee. "But there are a lot of them we can't identify as originally being from this dimensional plane."
"You ever fight for fun, or just out of necessity?" Either way, his liked this guy's edge.
“I may look like a fighter but I’m a lover; you can’t judge a book just by lookin’ at the cover.”
Klaus crossed his arms listening, signifying closure yet leaning in intrigued, “Why, are you looking for one?”