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"Wha-HEY! Woah woah WOAH TAKE IT EASY!" Constantine wailed as he was hoisted high by his tail.
"Oh chill~" came the reply from Pomeline, who nonchalantly stared at the flailing Compy dangling in her claw tips.
Constantine wasn't sure what to think at this moment. Sure, he could at least trust Pomeline not to drop him, but at the same time, this was a rather improper way for a large scale to hold a small scale. In fact, it was usually the type of holding method that signified malicious intent... Of course, Pomeline wasn't malicious... just playful...
Constantine sighed as he looked at Pomeline's massive face taking up his entire line of sight, still swinging a little. "What are we even doing here...?" he asked flatly. Pomeline had kept things dark on the way here, though he felt he already knew.
Pomeline grinned, in a way that looked half-genuine and half-sly, unnerving the little Compy. "Well, since you're off, and I'M off, you and I are gonna hang out a bit~"
"H... hang out...?" Constantine parroted. "... Context please?"
"You know, silly~" Pomeline said with a small honk. "Go for a walk, catch up on things. You and I never get to hang out, just the two of us!"
"Well... YEAH we don't talk much," Constantine retorted, folding his arms, "because you're too busy shoving me in places I don't fit... well, I shouldn't fit anyway..." He blushed, grunting, causing Pomeline to snicker. Constantine frowned, but continued. "So yeah, I can't exactly talk while I'm stuck in your belly button!"
"... Really?" Pomeline sighed. "You went for the belly button with that remark, and not between THESE babies?" She dangled him above her cleavage.
"NOT THE POINT!" Constantine yelled with a tiny screech, blushing harder as he was forced to look down at the deep canyon below him that almost seemed to be waiting for him like a pair of hungry jaws.
Pomeline honked again, chuckling loudly. "Well THIS time, I'm not gonna stick you anywhere, ya little dork, so now you and I can just talk normally!"
"Yeah, while you trudge through the small district for the umpteenth time..." Constantine retorted.
"So?" Pomeline replied. "Bay and Steppy do it all the time!"
"Bay's courier service permits it, and Steppy has a... marketing contract..." Constantine interrupted. "YOU though, don't even have a permit, and you probably won't get one with YOUR record!"
Pomeline's expression suddenly changed from amused to annoyed, letting out a horribly de-tuned honk that jarred Constantine's ears, making him stiffen in shock. The Para huffed. "Here you go again..." she grumbled. "Little fun police..."
"Wha... uh..." Constantine struggled, trying to choose his words carefully. He couldn't tell if Pomeline was legitimately upset or just putting on a façade. "What are you saying?"
"That you hate fun," Pomeline stated plainly.
Now it was Constantine's turn to become flustered. "What?! Th-that's not true!"
"Isn't it though?" Pomeline retorted. "All I hear from you whenever you ride on us is a bunch of whining over this and that. Hardly ever a bright side with you is there? You're such a downer..."
"AM NOT!" Constantine fired back. "I... I can have fun too!"
"Oh really?" Pomeline said with a smirk. "I betcha can't go a whole walk with me without complaining about something I broke!"
"Oh yeah?!" Constantine replied without thinking. "Well... WATCH me!"
Pomeline's smirk grew. "You're on, little biter! ... Oh, and if you so much as mention anything I step on, sit on, knock over, or whatever, you lose, and I get you stick you anywhere I want on me for the rest of the day~"
"I... wait..." Constantine paused. "... You can't do that! This is a challenge, not a bet!"
"YEAH it's a bet!" Pomeline said, looking slyly at the Compy. "I literally said 'I BETCHA'~"
Constantine opened his mouth to say something, but slowly closed it when he realized he had just been played. He looked sheepishly at Pomeline, who simply grinned at him with triumph. "... Well THIS is a one-sided "bet"..." he fumed. "Where would you even stick me this time anyway...?"
"Hmm, depends on what I feel like you are..." Pomeline thought out loud, exaggerating intentionally. "I could feel like you're a morsel..." She licked her lips, making the Compy recoil. "Or a piercing..." She fingered her belly button. "A plug..." He jiggled her butt. "... Or maybe a booger?"
"EW! NO!" Constantine screeched.
Pomeline honked, blowing teasingly at Constantine, making him swing again and temporarily making him dizzy. She had switched back to her cheery self again, laughing loudly. "This is gonna be the best day ever!" she beamed, "and it starts... NOW!"
SMAAAASH!!
For no apparent reason, Pomeline hip-checked a building next to her, putting a large dent in it.
Instinctively, Constantine jumped. "Pom, why did you just-"
"HMMM?!" Pomeline interrupted, holding the Compy at eye level, her tail wagging. "What's that Conny, ya little BOOGER you~?"
Constantine covered his mouth, realizing he almost lost immediately, and Pomeline's expression and eager tail wagging seemed almost as though she WANTED Constantine to fail. "Uh... N-N-NOTHING!" he squeaked, trying to take his eyes off of Pomeline's flared nostrils.
"That's what I thought~" Pomeline moved Constantine closer to her face, and gently set the Compy on her snout. Constantine looked back at the Para's huge eyes, glaring at him. Pomeline continued, her snout rattling Constantine as she spoke. "We're gonna have the best day ever, right?"
"Y... yeah... of course..." Constantine replied shakily.
"Say it!" Pomeline urged. "The Best. Day. Ever."
Constantine gulped. "The b... best... d-day... e-ever..."
"Good boy~" Pomeline finished, her expression softening, but still giggling unnervingly, sending a chill up Constantine's spine as he felt it, before spontaneously honking loudly, startling the Compy. She enjoyed playing with his nerves. "Let's go... THIS way!" She started off down the street, her giant steps rattling the ground and startling multiple pedestrians who had been staring, though Pomeline paid them no mind, taking a casual stroll.
Constantine, now along for the ride, wondered what he just got himself into this time. He took a deep breath, and simply tried to enjoy the ride for what it could be worth...
... and what it was worth was not becoming Pomeline's toy yet again.
Macro March time!~
And this time, I've decided to explore a dynamic that I've hinted at a handful of times but never really shown, and that's the relationship between Pomeline and Constantine. Pomeline loves to both physically and psychologically play with Constantine, to the latter's chagrin.
Will Constantine win the bet though?
Enjoy!
Pomeline and Constantine ©
blaze_koopa
Check out my Bluesky!
"Oh chill~" came the reply from Pomeline, who nonchalantly stared at the flailing Compy dangling in her claw tips.
Constantine wasn't sure what to think at this moment. Sure, he could at least trust Pomeline not to drop him, but at the same time, this was a rather improper way for a large scale to hold a small scale. In fact, it was usually the type of holding method that signified malicious intent... Of course, Pomeline wasn't malicious... just playful...
Constantine sighed as he looked at Pomeline's massive face taking up his entire line of sight, still swinging a little. "What are we even doing here...?" he asked flatly. Pomeline had kept things dark on the way here, though he felt he already knew.
Pomeline grinned, in a way that looked half-genuine and half-sly, unnerving the little Compy. "Well, since you're off, and I'M off, you and I are gonna hang out a bit~"
"H... hang out...?" Constantine parroted. "... Context please?"
"You know, silly~" Pomeline said with a small honk. "Go for a walk, catch up on things. You and I never get to hang out, just the two of us!"
"Well... YEAH we don't talk much," Constantine retorted, folding his arms, "because you're too busy shoving me in places I don't fit... well, I shouldn't fit anyway..." He blushed, grunting, causing Pomeline to snicker. Constantine frowned, but continued. "So yeah, I can't exactly talk while I'm stuck in your belly button!"
"... Really?" Pomeline sighed. "You went for the belly button with that remark, and not between THESE babies?" She dangled him above her cleavage.
"NOT THE POINT!" Constantine yelled with a tiny screech, blushing harder as he was forced to look down at the deep canyon below him that almost seemed to be waiting for him like a pair of hungry jaws.
Pomeline honked again, chuckling loudly. "Well THIS time, I'm not gonna stick you anywhere, ya little dork, so now you and I can just talk normally!"
"Yeah, while you trudge through the small district for the umpteenth time..." Constantine retorted.
"So?" Pomeline replied. "Bay and Steppy do it all the time!"
"Bay's courier service permits it, and Steppy has a... marketing contract..." Constantine interrupted. "YOU though, don't even have a permit, and you probably won't get one with YOUR record!"
Pomeline's expression suddenly changed from amused to annoyed, letting out a horribly de-tuned honk that jarred Constantine's ears, making him stiffen in shock. The Para huffed. "Here you go again..." she grumbled. "Little fun police..."
"Wha... uh..." Constantine struggled, trying to choose his words carefully. He couldn't tell if Pomeline was legitimately upset or just putting on a façade. "What are you saying?"
"That you hate fun," Pomeline stated plainly.
Now it was Constantine's turn to become flustered. "What?! Th-that's not true!"
"Isn't it though?" Pomeline retorted. "All I hear from you whenever you ride on us is a bunch of whining over this and that. Hardly ever a bright side with you is there? You're such a downer..."
"AM NOT!" Constantine fired back. "I... I can have fun too!"
"Oh really?" Pomeline said with a smirk. "I betcha can't go a whole walk with me without complaining about something I broke!"
"Oh yeah?!" Constantine replied without thinking. "Well... WATCH me!"
Pomeline's smirk grew. "You're on, little biter! ... Oh, and if you so much as mention anything I step on, sit on, knock over, or whatever, you lose, and I get you stick you anywhere I want on me for the rest of the day~"
"I... wait..." Constantine paused. "... You can't do that! This is a challenge, not a bet!"
"YEAH it's a bet!" Pomeline said, looking slyly at the Compy. "I literally said 'I BETCHA'~"
Constantine opened his mouth to say something, but slowly closed it when he realized he had just been played. He looked sheepishly at Pomeline, who simply grinned at him with triumph. "... Well THIS is a one-sided "bet"..." he fumed. "Where would you even stick me this time anyway...?"
"Hmm, depends on what I feel like you are..." Pomeline thought out loud, exaggerating intentionally. "I could feel like you're a morsel..." She licked her lips, making the Compy recoil. "Or a piercing..." She fingered her belly button. "A plug..." He jiggled her butt. "... Or maybe a booger?"
"EW! NO!" Constantine screeched.
Pomeline honked, blowing teasingly at Constantine, making him swing again and temporarily making him dizzy. She had switched back to her cheery self again, laughing loudly. "This is gonna be the best day ever!" she beamed, "and it starts... NOW!"
SMAAAASH!!
For no apparent reason, Pomeline hip-checked a building next to her, putting a large dent in it.
Instinctively, Constantine jumped. "Pom, why did you just-"
"HMMM?!" Pomeline interrupted, holding the Compy at eye level, her tail wagging. "What's that Conny, ya little BOOGER you~?"
Constantine covered his mouth, realizing he almost lost immediately, and Pomeline's expression and eager tail wagging seemed almost as though she WANTED Constantine to fail. "Uh... N-N-NOTHING!" he squeaked, trying to take his eyes off of Pomeline's flared nostrils.
"That's what I thought~" Pomeline moved Constantine closer to her face, and gently set the Compy on her snout. Constantine looked back at the Para's huge eyes, glaring at him. Pomeline continued, her snout rattling Constantine as she spoke. "We're gonna have the best day ever, right?"
"Y... yeah... of course..." Constantine replied shakily.
"Say it!" Pomeline urged. "The Best. Day. Ever."
Constantine gulped. "The b... best... d-day... e-ever..."
"Good boy~" Pomeline finished, her expression softening, but still giggling unnervingly, sending a chill up Constantine's spine as he felt it, before spontaneously honking loudly, startling the Compy. She enjoyed playing with his nerves. "Let's go... THIS way!" She started off down the street, her giant steps rattling the ground and startling multiple pedestrians who had been staring, though Pomeline paid them no mind, taking a casual stroll.
Constantine, now along for the ride, wondered what he just got himself into this time. He took a deep breath, and simply tried to enjoy the ride for what it could be worth...
... and what it was worth was not becoming Pomeline's toy yet again.
Macro March time!~
And this time, I've decided to explore a dynamic that I've hinted at a handful of times but never really shown, and that's the relationship between Pomeline and Constantine. Pomeline loves to both physically and psychologically play with Constantine, to the latter's chagrin.
Will Constantine win the bet though?
Enjoy!
Pomeline and Constantine ©
blaze_koopaCheck out my Bluesky!
Category All / Macro / Micro
Species Dinosaur
Size 1867 x 1973px
File Size 3.12 MB
Oh gosh, this is incredible <3
I love the characters you've made, whether they're big and sassy, or tiny and flustered. Really added personality to them, made them distinct and lovable!
Also, you added lots of little touches, like the extra scales or shines, and the tail wag~
Always love to see more from you <3
I love the characters you've made, whether they're big and sassy, or tiny and flustered. Really added personality to them, made them distinct and lovable!
Also, you added lots of little touches, like the extra scales or shines, and the tail wag~
Always love to see more from you <3
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