#kishira

[teamvanessacloud]

( REBLOGGING IS APPRECIATED BUT DO NOT REPOST ANYWHERE.  THIS ART WAS INTENDED FOR ROSE. )

Super late Christmas gift for you @xroushee but I hope you still like it! I wanted to draw Hana with Ryōta Kise since you also ship them together wearing Santa outfits and I needed a fourth time drawing Ryōta lol. Again hope to having many years of friendship, rp, as well as talking about our oc’s, anime, and probably Love and Deepspace as well ha ha. I hope you like it Rose!

[anonymous-deer]

Oh God...( I rub my eyes) I need some help with my kaiju oc kishira and I want to know what kishira would look like because she is a mixed between an atlas moth and a giant wood moth and she is more likely to have a lot of fur...

Please, let my kaiju oc be fluffy and with a personality like mine ( I am destructive and aggressive and kishira has this personality)

🌱~happy Wednesday...~🌿

You mean... like this!

So here's the fusion of two moths!

[ominashii]

Sorry for the wait, but here’s some Kiari patterns! You might notice a very slight jump in picture quality. If you were wondering why I refer to Kiari as a “Cat”, this is why.

[anonymous-deer]

About kishira is that, she is fluffy and aggressive and destructive like me because I ripped apart a male garage moth, but how would kishira look like using her powers of Mothra and Moshi and Mothra Leo? ( kishira is my favorite kaiju ever and will you post more of kishira in adult stage and larva stage? Because kishira has a cocoon and it's in vines and surrounded by crystals)

Like this?

[anonymous-deer]

Wait....

Does Mothra remember kishira? ( cuz I kinda forgot)

Well... looks like she knows her in years ago

[anonymous-deer]

And how would kishira look in your opinion? ( kishira the giant wood moth is what I am talking about) and how many other female kaijus are there in our friendship group? ( and yes kishira is related to Moshi and Mothra Leo and kishira is the *HANDS DOWN* the most fluffy kaiju of the monsterverse ) and I am terrible at babysitting Arion and Hikari :') *how would the babies of the kaijus look like when they grow up?*

Kishira will look this!

So yeah... Kishira and Moshi are related!

When Arion and Hakira will look like this in grow up!

[nighthaunting]

Three Sentence Meme for Kishira

Horus and Sanguinius…as COPS.  Or Russ and Magnus…as COWBOYS.

kishiria, I’m doing both of these because they’re both amazing.

H/S - Cops:

“So...” Horus started, but then trailed off when Sanguinius reached over to swat him on the shoulder.

“Don’t you dare,” Sanguinius said, the smile threatening to creep onto his face somewhat ruining the stern tone of his voice.

Horus sighed and put his sunglasses back in his pocket; next time he’d definitely get to make the joke.

R/M - Cowboys:

The last thing Magnus expected when the stagecoach had broken down--in what looked like a free-standing group of clap-board buildings arranged around a lone street but he was assured was actually a town--was to end up staying. Becoming something of a combination between the sole lawyer and sole clerk in a tiny town only notable for being surrounded by the rich estates of cattle barons had hardly what he’d set out for the West to do. The reason he’d decided to stay--person, more like, one sole person who’d caused him to set his life so far off track--had been hardly what he’d expected when they’d first met either.

[nighthaunting]

Let's see the Wolf King and the Crimson King huddling for warmth!

Kishi you get actual fic because I thought about this for ten seconds and then screamed ‘this is priceless’, so:

It was freezing. Magnus knew he was simplifying, but being bred in the Emperor’s gene-labs and then raised on a world of warm deserts and lush oasis left him simply without words to describe the exact nature of the harsh cold of Fenris. That by Fenrisian standards the weather had started out as ‘fair’' made it somehow even more dismal; if this was the world Russ adored then it was really no wonder he was insane, and all of his eccentricities could be written off as by-products of over-exposure and possibly delayed brain death from the chill. The worst of all of it, though, was that he'd brought this upon himself.

At the start, Magnus had been pleased to have been invited to Fenris and had accepted the offer of Russ’ hospitality with undue haste—this was his first mistake, he realized later—but the prospect of possibly understanding why, exactly, Russ was so obstinate and hypocritical in his views on psykers was too tempting. The satisfaction he derived from being one of the few to ever visit also seemed foolish in hindsight, but Magnus had been so sure that perhaps with some cultural context he’d be able to get through to Russ; that they would return to Terra and the Emperor and he could proudly say that he had not only managed to settle the tension between himself and Russ but that he’d managed to bring Russ around to his point of view.

Moving Russ, he realized now, was as easy as not freezing to death in a sudden Fenrisian thunderstorm—which was precisely what he was trying to do. Grumbling internally and adjusting the furs that he’d been gifted, Magnus glared towards the opening of the small cave that they were taking refuge in. He wanted to pace, but when he had first started shivering Russ had drawn them flush against each other and arranged the furs in some particular way and Magnus was loathe to leave the warmth that the furs and closeness with Russ provided. 

"Don’t worry, Magnus, the storm will pass soon," Russ said absently, as he noticed Magnus’ restlessness.

"This is ridiculous," Magnus hissed back at him through his chattering teeth, as Russ pulled him more tightly against his side while turning slightly to face him, dim light filtering into the darkness of the cave catching in his wolf’s eyes, "You are ridiculous," Magnus continued, "Your Legion is ridiculous. Your planet is ridiculous.”

Russ grinned at him, mouth wide around his fangs—he didn’t even seem cold, the bastard—and said, “I think this ‘bonding trip’ our Father suggested is actually working, now you finally understand how I feel about you.”

When Magnus hissed at him again and psychically slapped him on the arm so he wouldn’t have to move and risk losing warmth, Russ laughed and curled around him more.