I'm Weird. But A Good Weird.

A little homage to the Animorphs. I wanted to get these images done before ramping back up on getting work done on the comic again!

First we have an Andalite concept, probably Ax. Pretty much a buffed out version of Ax, maybe he’s really gotten into crossfit.

Next a Hork-bajir, looking hopefully at the sunrise. Maybe coming up to the crest of the valley before heading back down in the daylight.

Finally, a Yeerk Wanted Poster of the Animorphs featuring Rachel, Cassie, Tobias, Jake, Ax and Marco. I wouldn’t want to make this bunch mad in a dark alley!

Hope you guys are as pumped as I am about this series- for the record, I’d LOVE to do movie concepts for an Animorphs film. HINT HINT.

It’s finally happening.

Tumb-ler shifts in line, dancing from foot to foot and running his hands over his gown, crumpling and flattening it because he forgot his cat’s cradle yarn and goddamn if he doesn’t need it right now. (How do you forget a comfort object in a situation as anxiety-inducing as this? Nerves, soothes Megara, now shush.)

Behind him, Alicia Pickett taps his shoulder and shushes him. He nods and tries his best to stay still.

(He tried to list his name for the ceremony as just Tumb-ler. They wouldn’t allow it, said they were organizing by last name and he had to have something. Eternal doesn’t have anything resembling a last name - not that he’s sure he’d even want to use it if he did, if they’re at a point in their relationship where he’d feel comfortable doing that - so Tumb-ler Peyton, it is.)

They’re calling his name oh god they’re calling his name.

Alicia gives him a friendly push forward when he doesn’t immediately move, and he shuffles onto the stage. This is it, Tumb-ler, all you have to do is take your certificate, shake hands with the president, and leave. Just like you practiced.

He hesitates, frozen at the sight of that huge crowd watching….

And he sees his family, all the way in the back, cheering him on. It’s not everyone but it’s the important ones, the ones that have been there for him. And they’re rooting for him now.

He takes a deep breath and shakes hands with the president.

“Thank you,” she says.

Not as proud as his brother was though, holy shit. He rarely actually got out of his cavern anymore, the rebuilding efforts were extensive and exhausting and he didn’t really like to leave his Amgisans alone partly out of worry but mostly out of guilt over his original empire. He was kind of a dick. But even so, he found time to visit Eternal every now and then and even if he hadn’t he couldn’t have possibly avoided Eternal sending him messages through the Office’s mail system about how proud he was. Honestly it was good of Eternal to do so, Kodak would have missed everything if he hadn’t been given consistent and unmissable updates. His grasp of time was very poor and he could forget someone’s existence for decades if he got sufficiently distracted. And rebuilding a civilization was pretty fucking distracting. 

"Why’d you wanna watch movies with me?" he says at least. He stares at his crumb-covered hands before clearing his throat and adding, "I mean, I didn’t help with your - the rebuilding of your people, or whatever. I haven’t even seen you in months. Why here? Why now?"

(Wow, Tumb, great way to sound genuine and thankful. Way to not accept a gift when it’s offered to you. Way to shove it back in his-)

"Don’t worry, it was a surprise. For everybody actually, especially friggin Pam. God I hate her. Literally the goddess of bitter secretaries, handles the paperwork in the cosmic office, hates me with a burning passion." Kodak had started the feud, of course, not that either of them remembered anymore. The god finally sat back up and pulled a box of cookies out of the bag. "Ok this was not what I was looking for but whatever." 

"Don't worry, it was a surprise. For everybody actually, especially friggin Pam. God I hate her. Literally the goddess of bitter secretaries, handles the paperwork in the cosmic office, hates me with a burning passion." Kodak had started the feud, of course, not that either of them remembered anymore. The god finally sat back up and pulled a box of cookies out of the bag. "Ok this was not what I was looking for but whatever." 

Tumb lugs himself out of his chair and shuffles over to the door, opening it a crack and squinting out. “What? Who’sit? Kodak? I can’t- oh, wait a moment.” The door closes again, then opens a few moments later. This time, Tumb is wearing a pair of thick-rimmed glasses and doing a whole lot less squinting. 

i found a picture of a baby horse so i had to draw a baby andalite

I suppose I am aware of that, yes. Nothing is ever truly quiet. I certainly have my thoughts to keep me company.

-reaches into the freezing water and pulls out a smooth stone-

He was broken out of his thoughts by a surprise gift. The god focused his eyes again and grinned excitedly when he saw the smooth stone. He clapped happily and gently took the present. "Oh it's beautiful!" He said happily. "Thank you so much, Faun!" The giving of smooth and or shiny stones was common in the ocean, and it was one custom that Kodak had held dear since life began. 

-digs his hoof into the snow-