#savannahsunstone

[dimorphodon-x]

Wanted to do some painting practice and since it’s @savannahsunstone ‘s birthday I decided to paint her oc, so happy birthday Savvy! 🎊

[dimorphodon-x]

Taiko seems like such an interesting character. I will be sad if he goes.. Though i love all your characters tbh (secretly wants to write with some of the characters shhh)

Thank you, I’m glad you like him as well as my other characters ^v^(And you can go right on ahead if you want to because I actually want to draw some of your characters too)

[dimorphodon-x]

@savannahsunstone They most likely would :3 Toga seems like the person who’s usually very relaxed unless there was danger nearby. Or he has a burst of energy and starts leaping about and slamming his head into things like he’s fighting them. That would cause a problem since he would be damaging things

[dimorphodon-x]

@savannahsunstone Wow, he seems like a really cool character! Toga would definitely be fairly intimidated by his size upon meeting him XP

[pickleandthequeen]

savannahsunstone replied to your post “I just. I love you all. I love my queer Americans. I’m here for you,...”

I am legit terrified now, how could america stoop this low. Im only lucky that im already in a relationship with a man so no one will outright question my sexuality, but that also means I cant out it to others without that fear hanging over my head now

you are strong, and you’re being in love with a man does not at any point invalidate any fear that you have

I love you 

be safe 

be safe and be strong 

[smallnamek]

Snafu

It sounded like a scream from the air that made the lizards skitter about and jostle the wagon.  Ke’lani was thrown from the wagon bench onto the ground, just in time to see a craft of some sort fly overhead and land hard some distance away.  Sending a spray of sand and black smoke into the sky over the crash site.  Leaping to her feet the female ran over to the Desert Lizards to calm them. “GIRL!  What in the name of the Demon Sun are you doing?!?  You made me spill!”  Po’prec her foster father and Village Master lept from the wagon, storming over to her and backhanded her.  Causing her to fall to the sand for a third time that day.  “I can’t trust you with the simple task of driving!”  Climbing up onto the bench he took the reins, Po’prec got the wagon rolling again.  “For your stupidity,  you can find your own way across the desert!”  He drove off leaving her there with nothing but the supplies on her.

With no male to tell her what not to do Ke’lani ran to the crash site.  The craft was a wreck.  Debris and fire was spreading everywhere.  Searching every piece for survivors but there didn't seem to be anyone.  She was just leaving when a flash of purple caught her eye.  Expecting an alien Ke’a struggled with the heavy ship fragment only to find a Namek half buried in the sand.  She appeared to be female by the facial structure and delicate features.  Coughing from the smoke frantically tugged the Namek free as the fire spread all around her.  

The Demon Sun who was the hottest mercilessly beat down on them as Ke’lani struggled with moving the hurt stranger.  Deciding there was no way to move her yet, The small Namek decided to make a shelter.  The Hull pieces were perfect to make a lean to.  Shelter built Ke’a started work healing the worst of the damage.  The poor female had internal and external damage.  Cuts, burns, broken bones, as well as bruises and a bonk on the head.  The first of the day shade was starting as the healer finished healer.  In the near dusk she was startled to see her patient glowed blue.  Fascinated she watched the glowing as she petted and soothed the semi deleterious Namek.  Ke’a had the poor woman drink her own portion of water.  She was just debating drinking the last little swig when she heard someone approaching.  She could feel by the ground it was one person.  She grabbed her makeshift spear and ran to meet the new stranger.  She snarled a warning.  Her weapon up and her stance wide.  She tried to look imposing.  She would not let anyone harm this poor creature.  Even if she had to fight a male.

@hybrid4namek2015

[hybrid4namek2015]

Here we have are two beautiful pictures. The only thing that are the same are my lineart which is made by me. I colored in the top one. The bottom was colored in by @savannahsunstone. I love both of these pieces.

They are from the rp we are doing between the mershark and mersnake. This mershark is really Black-ice in merman form. Enjoy~!

[the-saiyan-sumatri]

How long is too long to have lived - Post war fragment

The old Saiyan watched as Kira walked out of the old Dojo’s Gates for the last time, looking at the names inscribed on them for the last time. Her brothers name resided amongst the others who had fallen after the great war came to an end. The now aged Daikatana came up next to the martial arts master. The monsoon season was upon them, and the rains had just started to fall as the Dojo changed once more. “I’ve lived long enough to see myself become more than one. But even so I struggle to see this place the same any more.”

A quiet, simple voice came from the fighter as he looked to the skies, their grey clouded vision much like that of Daikatana’s mind. “We both do. The war has changed a lot about our home.” The war had been months gone, and the remnants of their enemies dared not encroach the valley which surrounded them. There was nothing left of some villages, only decrepit ruins of what were once the homes of calm, kind folk. “But we carry on with our duties, both to ourselves and our people.” As much as he could try and hide it, the fighter still felt the crippling responsibility for the deaths of his few closest friends.

With a simple look, the Dojo Master, who’s face was now young, as it had been hundreds of years ago. “That is true. We owe it to those who gave their lives for us, and the valley.” He stated simply, sweeping the loose, wet strands of hair that flowed down into his vision. “I owe it to them.”