Sharing a body was strange. Ten limbs split between the nine of them- thirteen if one counted the tails and seventeen if one counted the fact that their cloak… skirt… whatever could mimic the wings of their other form.
One which they would change back to after a few moments- there was much less stumbling when it was all fours. Not to mention that if not for the tails they’d have easily toppled over with how many arms they had making them slightly top heavy. Okay more than slightly, it was taking a bit to adjust.
Honestly the fields of wheat and other crops did nothing to hide them with how tall even this body was, but it was still better than nothing, and they were using the fact it was the middle of nowhere to their shared advantage.
At least the humanoid- not human, even now their shared power thrummed through the air, leaking from them- form was smaller than their true draconic one. Well, perhaps they shouldn’t call it their true form, when they were once all human, halfa and liminal alike, but they’d long since stopped being such. So perhaps it was in fact true to call the form they had become as their normal state now.
Actually, could they even separate now? Or had their power melded together so much that it was impossible now, and an attempt would end them? It would at the very least crack their core-
“What the fuck.”
Their head lurched, a little too far if the jolt of pain was anything before it melted away. They were all too used to moving their own necks separately. But all of them agreed that discovery could not happen-
Oh.
It was a child. A preteen with red-orange hair, blue-green eyes, expensive clothing, and most damming of all, large swaths of bruising across his arms. Bruising that did not come from usual play, and looked far too much like hand prints for any of their comfort.
Someone had very much not been taking care of this child. And that really made them quite angry.
yandere Lex Luthor would N0T allow you to divorce him and honestly I think he would have any divorce lawyers you "secretly" speak to on the matter quietly sent away to be tested on in a laboratory somewhere or something equally horrific
you: oh, wow, Lex... you got me a new moisturizer to try and buy my affection again, how quaint
Lex, not even mildly concerned for the health and safety of the grotesque chimera freak in his secret lab whose skin they've been testing brand new experimental chemical combinations on because the whelp suggested he could represent you in divorce court: I hope you like it beloved, i had it made custom for you 🥰
irl I say a lot of random shit which becomes quotes that my roommates and other such irls start saying to be silly and one of those is “creeps in the trees” which I said during a serious discussion in a local park in the context of “no one is around to see us” (I didn’t wanna be perceived crying in the park) to which I replied “you don’t know, there could be creeps in the trees” and now months later we still refer to them, the creeps in the trees
Bruce: Wally hasn't came to work, the league, or seen by his family... After I gave him Dick.
Alfred: I'm sure master Wallace is fine and just taking care of young master Richard, should I ready the car for you master Bruce?
Bruce: yes.
Hour later
Bruce, picklocking Wally's door: Wally? D-Dick?
Wally: in the bedroom.
Bruce, goes there open the door to see 6 year old Dick sleeping on Wally's chest peaceful.
Bruce: uh I have noticed you haven't left your apartment for a while, everything okay?
Wally: I can't move, or he'll start crying. I can't go out without him, or he'll start crying. Also he drew blood from biting a lady talking to me at the store because I wasn't paying him attention.
Bruce: well... I have the reverse ray almost done... Should we move you to the manor?
Wally: yes, please, I want back my boyfriend and this monster to go away. He knows my weakness Bruce, he knows I hate kids crying and I especially hate him crying... He's evil.
Bruce: I can see, let me call Kent to remove him and we go from there.
Wally: no, don't he'll break his teeth call Slade.
Bruce: we could just leave him with Slade.
Wally: he'll cry.
Bruce: Dick will just get over it then.
Wally: no I meant he'll make Slade cry, probably retire.
Bruce:
Bruce, on the phone: hey Slade, I need you for a moment to babysit someone for me. He's an angel.
Every time I see anyone who like or doesn’t absolutely hate Lex Luthor it makes my blood boil. Like do y’all know that this man is supposed to be an analogy for literal racism and prejudice?? And y’all are out here making him play happy family with Kon
olivace's mom is interesting bc he doesn't really talk abt her but also like. man. being left as a child fucks you up. being left by a parent who's supposed to care for you and help you Fucks You Up. esp if that parent has just left you with your abuser like......... man
I don't think I've ever seen someone mention how attractive Nathan Foad is. Other ofmd cast members definitely, and his character yes, but never him. I think I've finally figured out why. I think people are too distracted by whatever madness comes out of his mouth tbh. Like "oh, look at this very cute- what the hell did he just say?"