#thxndercrestfallen

[infernoparadis]

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Oh. Kisame wasn't expecting it to be friendly. It was just that creatures of his size tended to be hostile. So, no fight today. He, however, was a little irritated. That was his favourite basking spot! The sunlight was perfect there. And it was next to the water for lazy, fish snacks.

Kisame huffs through his gills, a deep, bubbling rumble escaping like an exasperated sigh. The pebbles beneath his claws crunch as he takes a few steps back from the basking stone before turning to find another sun patch on the lake shore.

It's not difficult to find another, a stone's throw away. Not as hot, not as comfortable, but it'll have to do.

He slumps into a lazy sprawl, his blubberly hide landing in the dirt with a heavy whump that sends a puff of dust into the air. He lets out a low, guttural rumble that escapes his throat in a wet snort, the air puffing visibly from his nostrils and gills as if deflating.

[gamenu]

          Whoops, there's a giant ass lizard on the lawn.... Specifically, a Tyrantrum! Of a sort. But why a lone Tyrantrum would be sniffing around at this time of night is certainly a mystery! Fossil Pokemon these days can't be found in the wild at random... (HEHE)

                                                  -- @thxndercrestfallen

          Her own Luxray had alerted her to the intrusion. Nicole was quick in reacting, albeit not the brightest. . .and making her way to the fence around the ranch. All she can do is just stop and stare once she sees the Tyrantrum just. . .there. Her Luxray had been close by, keeping a sharp eye on it and never letting it out of her sight.

          Nicole is cautious on her approach, keeping a respectable distance.

          This was still a large Pokemon known for it's temper. . .and frankly, she wasn't sure she wanted to be on the receiving end of a bite from the strong jaw pokemon. All the same, she looked around before speaking. Gently, but cautiously all the same.

         "H-hey there. . .are ya hungry? Lost? Do ya need somethin'?"

[punkbites]

[RP Scenario Meme] Friendly Spar! >:D

Send me a scenario to my inbox that you'd like to roleplay with my muse.

HE WOULD SO WRESTLE A TYRANTRUM!!

[halfghcst]

@thxndercrestfallen sent:

There's a Plushie that's been left on the porch! There's no sign as to where this plushed dinosaur came from, but it's there! In all its googly-eyed glory! Its condition is rather rough, though, looking dirtied and beat up, but it seems to have been well loved once upon a time.

Who could've dropped this?

Danny turned to look around the empty street, wondering why someone would have been at Fenton Works door when the RV wasn't in sight. Surely, that was all the sign anyone would have needed to know his parents weren't home to help them with any ghost problems. Why else would anyone show up here to drop something.

He turned back to peer down at the plush sitting on the concrete of their porch. Whoever it was, either they'd comeback for it or they wouldn't. He wasn't keen on letting it sit where it could be rained on later. So he picked it up. He felt a familiar shiver and could almost swear he saw his breath for a moment. But he chalked it up to the weather getting colder as night approached. After all he didn't see any ghosts around or any kind of ghostly disturbances when he checked the area just now.

Opening the door and closing it behind him, the teen made his way upstairs to his already cluttered bedroom. There were quite a few other plushies in various locations around the room. Danny gently brushed the dirt from the little guy he was currently holding.

" Who do you want to hang out with for now... "

Honestly, he thought the dinosaur plush was pretty cute. He wouldn't mind if he got to keep it. Once he deemed it clean enough, he set it down on his bed, next to a green alien and a fuzzy moth man plushie. Right up against a nest of very soft pillows on top of equally soft dark blue, almost black, blankets. The bed was also canopied by dark blue sheer curtains with softly lit fairy lights, almost like being surrounded by stars.

He sat nearby, at the edge of the bed and opened up his backpack to see what survived the school day. Maybe later, if nobody came looking for it, he would see about fixing the plushie up some.

[crystal-grotto]

@thxndercrestfallen

Not often was it that Alex brought her treasured items anywhere into the public. Rarer yet that it was one of her stuffed animals. Yet, today, the changeling deigned to participate in a late night movie showing that was prone to having little to no attendance.

This was one of the days where the latter ended up being true. The female glanced about upon arrival and found not a soul in the room... That was good. That meant she could safely set Elliot up comfortably before her next course of action was taken.

Moving to where she wanted to sit, the changeling gently propped the toy in a seat of his own. She folds plush paws over belly, pets down a tuft of green fur, before humming softly when the gold of glass eyes glitter as once inanimate pupils shift to watch her.

''I'll be right back. Behave yourself, ok?'

Giving her request a moment to hang in the air, the shapeshifter then smiles and mushes snout with a hand before standing and turning away - leaving her companion to patiently await her return.

[byanyan]

HC meme: Byan literally throws the Raize plush to start biting people's faces off (as soon as they realize that Raize is a living doll that can defend them lmao)

send a headcanon you have about our muses' relationshipㅤ ∘ ˚ ( accepting )

ㅤhell yeah they do. like, yeah, they can take care of things themself and do enjoy beating the absolute shit out of people, but you know what's way more hilarious? throwing a haunted fucking plushie at someone and watching their confusion turn to horror and outright fear when it starts taking bites out of them.

[heliinx]

Oh, look at that. A giant reptile sniffing around her grounds. PROBABLY not hostile... but also more than likely hostile.

Doesn't look like it's sniffing for anything in particular, just general foraging-

Normally Heliinx is rather fond of reptiles. Granted, those reptiles are man-shaped and manacled to a wall or perhaps locked behind a barbed iron cage. This beast though? It is neither of those things; big, roaming freely, and free to cause whatever harm it desired should it's whims shift that way.

Suffice to say, Heliinx was less than pleased to see it. One of the holes it sniffs near suddenly presents with a pair of glowing red eyes. A Scratch voice yells at the reptile, followed by a thrown stone which hits the beast in the snout.

"Go-get! Lady-priest does not want lizard-thing here!"

This was followed by another stone, aimed again at the reptile's head.

[skxrbrand]

❝ rain. a storm is coming. ❞ (In her case, this is a threat vhgndh)

"Foolish mortal thing."

" I am already here."