Havok : ….okay sometimes I do, but at least my new one does a lot of awesome stuff!
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Mood Music
~~~The entity came whispering from her prison, her grave, her home and her heart, taking on that too-familiar shape. Too, too, too familiar, always the same and never consistent! From the table beside his throne she filtered through, a mere mist, swirling round and around his crown of horns, hissing and giggling with insane glee.
“I see His Majesty is pleased! Pleased as punch, as one might say.”
The draconic hybrid lifted a brow ridge, saying nothing. His wings twitched as her essence skittered across the back, feeling and unfeeling the leathery membrane and the muscles and the bones, and feeling his excitement and pride like it were her own. No, she was not his mother, but she had been there for the hatching, she had been there for the birthing, and some days, her mind could call him a child of her own, while also cursing his very existence.
“Aaaah yes, M’Lord, yes, yesss!” she hiss-crooned, swirling up to hang off one of his ears. Invisible to all but him, as she chose it. Or perhaps she did not exist? Perhaps she was a figment of his imagination, bound to that damn prison…? “Your kingdom…your throne…your title…all of it yours, you greedy little bastard! You wonderful ruler, you!”
“Yes,” he said, deep voice reverberating off the walls of the empty throne room. Empty save for the hundreds of gargoyles watching, those stone beasts, pebbly beauties… The King’s shoulders tilted forward some. “All of it mine.”
“King of all he sees,” the cosmic beast rasped, curling into the locks of his mane. “All his eyes clap ‘pon! Tell me, child, tell me, monster to rule them all…what do you see?”
The sound of the wind sighing in relief, of fabric rustling settled over the room. Havok leaned his body forward as he opened his wings to their full spread, and his muzzle turned up into the deliciously-wicked grin he had inherited from his sire and his dam. He drummed the fingers of one hand along the knuckles of the other, claws tick-tick-ticking against the scales….
“I see this world, and all others,” Havok rumbled, fangs glinting like pearls in the other-worldly light of his eyes. “And I wish to see them burning.”
With a delighted cackle, the djinn allowed her prison to take her back in, as her power surged in a blinding flash of teal, becoming one with his own.
"Your wish is my command, child.”
~~~The finished version of weirdhyenas’ commission! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY WHAT AN EVIL BASTARD.
This was such a treat to work on. Havok is one of my favorite characters created by weirdiehyenas, his design speaks to me on a deep and personal level. The genie featured in the story above is actually the Skylanders version of Koof, a cosmic beast trapped for all eternity in her lamp. Which is why her mind is so crazy and the writing is so all over the place.
OH KOOFIN, BABY, YOU SO CRAZYYYYY~
Character © to weirdiehyenas
Various textures © to not me
BG © to not me
Art by me
aaaaaaawwww yeeeea Hovvy lookin badass ❤
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Havok : They keep braiding my hair when I sleep >:T
Havok : You tumblr people are so fixated on my relation to that Skyloser! She was disowned YEARS before my birth, I grew up without her around, aaaaand she fights agains’t us. I really, REALLY, don’t care! I treat her like I treat the other Skylosers. I think my mother is the only one in this family that is hurt about what happened. Me? No carey.
Havok : If they pointed the other way they’d be more helpful for kneeing Skylanders, but they don’t! D:
Kaos : We’ve learned to just leave the couch alone o-o’
It’s also safe to say Havok is quite defensive about those locks























