#junkmine

Trix crossed her arms looking up at the ill mannered junker as he approached her. Not very moved by his threat, to her she was just staring at a grumpy junkrat. “Is that so tough guy? I’d love to see ya try.” She gave him a wicked grin challenging him. “You don’t scare me sugar.” 

Height comparisons - Roadhog, Trix and Junkrat

Trix purred contently sitting on the junker’s lap as her left bite mark after bite mark along her neck. “Fuck I don’t care anymore.” She mused at him with a grin. The two had a few celebratory drinks after a successful heist. After drunkenly biting her playfully the junker roused the magicians interest, in turn asking for more. The thieves giggled and cackled as they took turns sinking their teeth into each others skin. 

Heathens-  Twenty one Pilots 

Swimming back and forth along the wall of her tank, the feisty little mermaid growled anxiously at her change in environment. She had no idea how she ended up in such an awful and boring place, being taunted by the passerbys. Each time someone tapped the glass she’d snarl and attack it, clawing and bitting at the glass trying to reach them, only to have them amused by her efforts. She was certainly not like most mermaids, this one in particular was a bit on the feral side. Equipped with sharper teeth and small claws, she was a bit of an outcast from other mermaids, all deemed her to not be “beautiful” like most because of her traits.