#“it’s not that hard a Dalmatian can do it

[petr1kov]

i was asking myself how many movies does disney even have left that can be turned into nostalgia bait live-action remakes, at this point. i think they have exhausted all of their biggest hits already. this trend as we know it now pretty much started with tim burton's alice in wonderland, then maleficent, cinderella, and the jungle book. they have also already done or are doing nearly all of their 90s renaissance era movies, arguably their most beloved, like the little mermaid, beauty and the beast, aladdin, the lion king, mulan, and the upcoming hercules movie. they have also made earlier classics like pinocchio, dumbo, lady and the tramp, peter pan, and the upcoming snow white, bambi, aristocats, and robin hood movies. they are even doing movies of this century now, with lilo & stitch and moana remakes being in the works.

they honestly don't even seem to care if the movie is a well-regarded classic or not, anymore. in one front, they are going from their a-list to their b-list and are now scraping the bottom of the c-list of their catalog to see if anything sticks, while on the other front they are trying to make us nostalgic for movies that are barely a decade old (and considering how scarce their recent offerings of new animated classics have been, this well will dry up even sooner). so considering all of this, here are the only movies they have left to work with:

the sword in the stone (kind of obscure but could pass as nostalgic)

complete cgi animal extravaganza: the rescuers & rescuers down under, the fox and the hound, the great mouse detective, oliver & company (considering how they're doing robin hood and the aristocats, very likely to happen)

the black cauldron (will they dare to touch this flop again?)

the hunchback of notre dame (bad idea)

pocahontas (TERRIBLE idea)

tarzan (no phil collins soundtrack)

the emperor's new groove (impossible)

atlantis & treasure planet (probably a last resort for them imo)

brother bear (no phil collins soundtrack)

home on the range (home on the range)

bolt (why)

the princess and the frog (old enough to be nostalgic)

tangled (of course)

frozen (can't believe they haven't done it yet)

then there's the maybe pile, which is:

101 dalmatians (they did the 90s glenn close movies already so it's hard to sell it again, AND they also recently made the cruella movie, but they might make a remake-ception if they feel it's worth it. who knows)

sleeping beauty (they did maleficent, but that wasn't a true adaptation, was it? they might pull this excuse to make another movie)

i don't believe they'll dare to make another chicken little. even as a joke.

zootopia (if things go well with the robin hood remake)

big hero 6 (unlikely)

encanto (if they're feeling particularly desperate)

[arlo-has-descended-to-dirt]

1x6 L.D.S.K

IMDb did us so dirty with this one, they gave us a single low quality Spencer image so I have to scavenge through the web because I LOVE THIS EPISODE. I wanted to find the bit where Morgan puts the whistle on Reid but I couldn’t find it :(

[1dalmatianeveryday]

9.18.23

[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: Dogs

Clive Barker: now everyone i want you all to welcome a real scary story by dodie smith Poe: um clive Poe: is this really appropriate Barker: oh yeah trust me this is gonna be REAL scary Barker: for dean Poe: are you doing this to torment dean Barker: whaaaat Barker: i would never

Dodie Smith: submitted for the approval of the midnight society, i call this the tale of the woman who kidnaps dogs Dean Koontz: what?! Koontz: you guys Koontz: you know I like scary stories Koontz: but you didn't tell me it was gonna be THIS scary

Barker: ahh poor dean, is this too much for you? Barker: i guess you could just go to bed and leave this one for the big kids Koontz: n-no Koontz: no i can take it King: that's the spirit dean King: you can do it

Dodie Smith: so there's this woman who kidnaps dogs Koontz: that's fine, i can handle this Smith: because she wants to skin them for a coat Koontz: guysssss Koontz: guyssss i hate thisss Barker: ah ha ha Poe: oh really clive this is too much

Smith: so the important thing is there's this guy mr dearly Smith: now the government lets him live tax free for life cuz he solved a really hard math problem King: King: uh King: i don't think that's the way that works

Smith: no no that's legit i checked Smith: that's how we do it in the UK King: King: clive? Barker: That doesn't sound right, but I don't know enough about math to dispute it

Smith: so anyway mr dearly marries this woman Smith: and his dog marries her dog Smith: also they both have nannies Koontz: do the nannies also get married? Smith: haha of course not dean they're both ladies Smith: nanny butch and nanny femme are just really good platonic friends

Smith: but there's a problem Smith: the dearlys adopt ANOTHER dalmatian, perdita Smith: and this dog Smith: is NOT married Barker: and that's a problem huh? Smith: OF COURSE IT'S A PROBLEM Smith: you can't just have this dog slutting it up around town!

Smith: so the married dogs, pongo and missus, go on a merry adventure to save their puppies from the insane woman who wants to skin them for a coat Smith: and when the adventure is over Smith: they need to buy a bigger house to home all their 97 puppies

Smith: luckily mr dearly solved another problem to help the government pay its taxes Poe: wait why does the government have to pay taxes Smith: oh we do things differently in the UK Poe: yeah, evidently

Smith: perdita's original owners come back Smith: and the dearlys are afraid that they'll want perdita back Smith: but they're all "oh we didn't actually like her all that much, you can keep her" Koontz: wait someone doesn't like a dog? Koontz: this is breaking my immersion

Smith: but then some other people come by and they have a dog too Smith: and it turns out that this is perdita's dog husband! Smith: and these people are all "oh, i guess you can have this dog" Smith: "you know, since they're already dog married"

Smith: oh also the dearlys get a cat Smith: the cat also gets married Barker: christ why are all these animals getting married Smith: what, you want them living in sin? Koontz: yeah clive you want them living in sin?? Barker: i just Koontz: that would be immoral clive!!! Barker:

Smith: anyway then everyone is matched up in a nice monogamous, hetero-sex pair Smith: just the way it should be! Piers Anthony: yeah yeah now THAT'S the way you end a story!

[lilislegacy]

Percy doing a little bit (or a lot) of everything

i know everyone won’t agree with this future for him, but humor me

percy in college figuring out that he doesn’t want to be stuck in a lab, but he wants to make a difference. he can talk to animals. he wants to use that ability for good. he wants to help animals in some way

percy wanting to become a veterinarian for aquatic animals. he doubts himself, becasue it takes someone smart and hard-working, but annabeth has full faith in him. and he finds he actually really likes learning about how sea animals function, and how to help them. once he’s a vet, he knows he made the right choice. he loves going to work every day, wherever that is. an aquarium, a marine clinic, the ocean, it doesn’t matter. he listens to the animals and helps them in a way that no other vet on earth can. his co-workers call him the animal whisperer. (which he finds funny, because he’s not whispering, just having a normal semi-telepathic conversation)

while he’s preparing for vet school, percy has an experience that makes him begin to take notice of people and animals dying in fires. he figures “i’m fire resistant. i can control water. im strong. i think quick on my feet… i can help.” so throughout vet school, he’s a firefighter. he loves it. he gets to save people every day. he gets action. he thrives. he saves so many lives. he even takes ownership of the fire house’s new dog - a dalmatian-shepherd mix. he says it’s just for a bit, but the dog ends up as his and annabeth’s family pet (which annabeth totally knew would happen). but he loves being a firefighter. it makes him feel like he’s using his abilities to help people, not just kill endless amounts of monsters. he actually feels like a real hero this way.

percy becoming certified as a professional diver so he can do deep sea rescues, for animals mainly, but he ends up doing human rescues too. in tragedies like the thai cave rescue, he’s there. he’s the pro diver on call for an emergency - human or animal related. he’ll dive any depth to save a life. he’ll even just do it to help researchers, or historians, or anyone, really. and he never charges much, if anything at all.

percy volunteering as a marine wildlife rescuer. he’ll answer a call, day or night. he’ll help get a shark off the beach, cut rope off of a whale, save sea turtles caught in a net. it doesn’t matter, he’s there. and it’s nothing new for him.

percy maybe even writhing a book or two over the course of his life.

percy going on some boat expeditions, which he always leads.

percy maybe even one day teaching, when he’s older and his kids are grown. whether it’s 12 year olds with dyslexia or whether he’s teaching a college class on aquatic animals or greek history. he’d be good at it. he’s patient.

percy doing multiple great things throughout his life. percy using his experiences and abilities for good. percy not letting his past - being kicked out of every school, making bad grades, being thought of as stupid - define him. not letting his past stop him.

percy doing a little bit (or a lot) of everything. becasue he can. becasue he’s alive. becasue he’s talented. becasue he’s intelligent. and because he has a huge heart.

and he has the most supportive partner in the whole world.

percy thriving in life.

[herstoryheaven]

Descendants Harry Hook x Reader: Spots Of Love

Request: Hi hi! Crazy idea, what if it's a Harry Hook x Reader after D3? Either like in Auradon Prep or College. And the reader can be a Radcliffe from One Hundred and One Dalmatians. Maybe she runs a pet therapy program or helps out Carlos with his Vet career or rescue shelter for abused and abandoned animals (and children) and runs into Harry? Would love to see a platonic relationship with Carlos and Jane! (If the others need to be included, I would not mind at all!)

Reader: Female

Word count: 2823

Average reading time: 10 min 15 sec

Category: Fluff 

Warnings: None

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Disclaimer: All events portrayed in my stories are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events is purely coincidental. Any actions or behaviours portrayed by the characters may differ from reality and cannot be connected to any actual person. This work is purely fictional and intended for entertainment purposes only.

The gentle hum of life filled the cozy, sunlit shelter nestled at the edge of Auradon University. Y/n Radcliff was focused on organizing the supplies, her hands methodically placing items in their designated spots, when a soft bark caught her attention. She turned to see her two beloved Dalmatians, Pongo and Perdita, named after her parents' first dogs, playfully nipping at each other in their designated corner. Their black and white spots blended with the patches of sunlight streaming through the window, creating a picturesque scene that filled Y/n with warmth. It was moments like these that reminded her why she loved this work so much; rescuing and caring for animals wasn’t just a job, it was her passion.

As she watched Pongo and Perdita, her thoughts drifted to the back room where Carlos and Jane were hard at work. The shelter had become more than just a project for them, it was a sanctuary, a place where they could all pour their love for animals into something meaningful. Y/n couldn’t help but smile as she heard their soft voices mingling with the occasional meow from the kittens they were tending to.

Curious about how they were doing, Y/n made her way to the back room. She found Carlos holding a small kitten gently in his hands, his face the picture of concentration as Jane prepared the syringe for the vaccination.

“Just a little pinch, sweetie.” Jane cooed to the kitten, her voice soothing and calm. She glanced up at Carlos with a smile, her eyes full of warmth. “Ready?”

Carlos nodded, his thumb brushing lightly over the kitten’s fur. “Ready.” he confirmed, his voice soft. “You’re doing great, little one. Just a second more.”

Y/n leaned against the doorway, watching the two of them work together in perfect harmony. Jane gave the shot with practiced ease, and Carlos immediately brought the kitten close, whispering reassurances as the tiny creature gave a small, startled meow. 

“There we go, all done.” Jane said, capping the syringe and giving Carlos a playful nudge. “I think you’ve got the magic touch with these little ones.”

Carlos chuckled, still cradling the kitten. “Only because I have the best partner.” he replied, his eyes sparkling as he looked at her.

Y/n couldn’t help but smile at the exchange. It was these small, tender moments between Carlos and Jane that made her heart swell with affection for them. They were so in tune with each other, their movements synchronized as if they were a single unit. The way they worked together, so naturally, so effortlessly, was something Y/n deeply admired.

She cleared her throat softly, making her presence known. “You two make quite the team.” she commented with a smile, stepping into the room.

Carlos looked up, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. “Hey, Y/n. We’re just finishing up with these kittens.”

Jane turned, her face lighting up when she saw Y/n. “Oh, Y/n! Come look at this little one, she’s so brave.” she said, holding out a tiny, gray tabby kitten that had just received her vaccination.

Y/n walked over, gently stroking the kitten’s soft fur. “She’s adorable.” she said, her voice full of affection. “And you two… you’re amazing with them. Honestly, it’s like you were made for this.”

Carlos laughed softly, his cheeks tinged with a slight blush. “Thanks, Y/n. I guess we just really love what we do.”

“Plus, it helps to have someone by your side who knows exactly what you’re thinking.” Jane added, her eyes meeting Carlos’s in a gaze that was filled with quiet understanding.

Y/n watched the way they looked at each other, the subtle exchange of warmth and love that passed between them. It was so natural, so easy, that it made her heart ache in the best possible way. She admired how far Carlos had come since his days on the Isle. He was so different from his mother, Cruella de Vil. Where Cruella had been cruel and self-absorbed, Carlos was gentle, kind, and completely devoted to the animals and his dog Dude. And Jane, sweet, supportive Jane, was the perfect match for him. They balanced each other out in a way that Y/n found beautiful.

“You two are really something special, you know that?” Y/n said softly, her gaze warm as she looked between them.

Jane blushed, her hand reaching out to squeeze Carlos’s. “We just… care about each other, I guess. And about what we’re doing here.”

Carlos nodded, his thumb rubbing small circles on the back of Jane’s hand. “Yeah. It’s easy when you’re with someone who gets it, who understands why this is so important.”

Y/n felt a pang of admiration mixed with a touch of longing. Watching them made her realize how much she craved that kind of connection with someone,someone who understood her, who shared her passions, who could make the world feel like a better place just by being in it. She was happy for Carlos and Jane, truly, but she couldn’t help but wonder when she would find that kind of love for herself.

Still, she pushed those thoughts aside and smiled brightly at them. “Well, I’m glad you guys have each other. The shelter wouldn’t be the same without you two.”

Carlos grinned, his arm slipping around your shoulder. “And it wouldn’t be the same without you, Y/n. We make a pretty great team, don’t we?”

Jane nodded, walking up to your other side, her eyes twinkling. “The best team.”

As Y/n continued her work, the familiar sound of the chime echoed through the room, catching Carlos and Jane's attention. Their faces lit up immediately, a warm smile spreading across their lips as they recognized the figure stepping inside. Y/n looked up from her spot behind the counter, curious about who had caused such a reaction in her friends. 

Y/n felt her heart swell with affection for her friends. “Yeah.” she agreed, her voice soft and full of warmth. “The best team.”

Before Y/n could ask, she saw him, the notorious pirate with the unforgettable charm, Harry Hook. His presence was undeniable, a mix of confidence and something more, something that had changed since the days on the Isle of the Lost. He still had that devilish grin, that mischievous glint in his ocean-blue eyes, but there was a new gentleness to him, a softness that Y/n hadn’t expected. Or maybe it was just the way he carefully carried a basket filled with tiny, wriggling Dalmatian puppies that made him look less like a pirate and more like a savior.

Carlos and Jane exchanged excited glances before they both greeted Harry with warm smiles. “Harry!” Jane exclaimed, moving forward to greet him. “It’s so good to see you!”

Carlos grinned, his eyes widening as he noticed the basket. “And you’ve brought company, I see.”

Y/n stood back for a moment, observing the scene with a growing curiosity. She had heard plenty about Harry Hook, stories that painted him as charismatic, daring, and a bit of a rogue. Tales of his adventures on the Isle, his infamous reputation, and his unyielding loyalty to his crew. But seeing him here, in her shelter, cradling a basket of vulnerable little puppies, was something she hadn’t expected.

Her heart gave a small flutter, surprising her. She wasn’t one to easily get flustered, but something about this moment, about seeing Harry in this new light, sent a warm, unfamiliar sensation through her.

Harry’s eyes scanned the room, taking in the cozy, sunlit space filled with the sounds of animals and the warmth of friendship. When his gaze landed on Y/n, his smile faltered for a split second, surprise flickering in his eyes. But then his grin returned, softer this time, as he turned to Carlos and Jane.

“And who might this beautiful lass be?” Harry asked, his voice carrying that familiar, smooth edge that was both teasing and charming.

Jane, still grinning, nudged Y/n forward playfully. “Harry, this is Y/n Radcliff. She and Carlos run this shelter together.”

Y/n felt her cheeks warm under his gaze, a blush creeping up her neck. There was something about the way he looked at her, with that mixture of curiosity and admiration, that made her heart skip a beat. She managed a small smile, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear to steady herself. “Nice to meet you, Harry.” she said, hoping her voice sounded more confident than she felt.

Harry’s grin widened, and he stepped closer, taking her hand in his. His touch was surprisingly gentle, and when he lifted her hand to his lips, pressing a light kiss on her knuckles, her breath hitched slightly. “The pleasure is all mine,” he replied, his voice smooth and rich, carrying just the right amount of playful charm.

Y/n’s mind raced, trying to process the unexpected spark that ignited at his touch. There was a connection there, something she hadn’t anticipated but couldn’t deny. She quickly glanced at the basket he was holding, needing a distraction. Her eyes softened as she noticed the puppies wriggling and yipping quietly, their tiny bodies nestled together.

“Are those...?” she began, her voice trailing off as she looked up at Harry.

“Dalmatians.” Harry finished for her with a nod. His tone shifted, becoming more earnest. “Found this nest in an abandoned alleyway. Thought they could use a bit of love and care.”

Y/n’s heart swelled with affection, not just for the puppies, but for the man who had brought them here. There was something incredibly endearing about seeing someone like Harry, with his rough edges and pirate ways, showing such tenderness and concern for these little creatures. “You’ve come to the right place.” she said warmly, her smile genuine as she took the basket from him. 

As she placed the basket on the ground, Pongo and Perdita immediately came over to investigate, their noses twitching with curiosity. Perdita, who had never been able to have puppies of her own, was the first to nuzzle the tiny pups, her motherly instincts kicking in almost instantly. She gently nudged them with her nose, licking their tiny heads as if they were her own. Pongo followed suit, pressing close to Perdita’s side, as if to reassure her. Within moments, the two Dalmatians had laid down beside the basket, the puppies nestled between them, forming a heartwarming little family.

The scene was so touching that Y/n couldn’t help but smile. “Looks like I have twelve dogs now.” she said with a laugh, her eyes twinkling as she looked at the happy little family.

Harry chuckled, his gaze lingering on Y/n with a new intensity. There was admiration in his eyes, but also something more, something that made Y/n’s heart flutter all over again. “Well, maybe I could help out, if you ever need an extra hand.” he offered, his voice carrying a hint of hopefulness, as if he wanted any excuse to stay close to her.

Y/n felt the warmth spread through her chest, her heart fluttering once more. She met his gaze, trying to keep her voice steady despite the butterflies dancing in her stomach. “That would be great.” she said softly, her smile growing. “The shelter could always use more help.”

From that moment on, Harry became a regular visitor at the shelter. Every morning, just as the sun was rising and casting a golden glow over Auradon, Y/n would find Harry at the entrance, leaning against the doorframe with that signature grin of his. At first, he’d come by to check on the puppies or lend a hand during feeding time, but it soon became clear that his real reason for being there was Y/n. 

For a moment, they simply stood there, holding each other’s gaze, an unspoken connection forming between them. It was as if the world around them faded, leaving just the two of them, the shared warmth of their smiles, and the new beginnings that were quietly taking root. 

The two of them grew closer with each passing day, their conversations flowing as easily as the gentle breeze that rustled through the shelter's garden. They would talk about everything and nothing, Harry would captivate her with tales from the Isle, each one more outrageous and entertaining than the last, while Y/n would share stories from her childhood, recounting the adventures she had with her parents’ Dalmatians and her dreams of rescuing animals. The more they talked, the more Y/n found herself drawn to him, enchanted by his wit, his charm, and the unexpected kindness that lay beneath his roguish exterior.

Carlos and Jane couldn’t help but notice the growing connection between Y/n and Harry. During the quiet moments at the shelter, Carlos would nudge Jane with a knowing smile as they watched the two of them together. Jane, ever the romantic, would grin back, pleased to see her friend so happy.

One particularly busy afternoon, after a long day of tending to the animals and organizing the shelter, Y/n and Harry found themselves sitting on the floor of the playroom. The once-tiny Dalmatian puppies had grown into lively bundles of energy, their spots more defined and their personalities shining through. They darted around the room, chasing after toys and playfully wrestling with each other, their joyous barks filling the air. Pongo and Perdita, ever the doting parents, watched over them with a mix of pride and protectiveness.

As Y/n and Harry sat side by side, the warmth between them was noticeable. Y/n felt a sense of contentment that she hadn’t felt in a long time, simply being in Harry’s presence. The two of them laughed as a particularly feisty puppy tried to drag a plush toy twice its size across the room, and Y/n couldn’t help but notice how Harry’s eyes sparkled with amusement, a boyish charm that made her heart skip a beat.

But it wasn’t just Y/n who noticed the connection between them. Perdita, always the observant one, had been watching them closely for days. There was a knowing glint in her eyes as she looked from Y/n to Harry, as if she understood something that the two humans hadn’t fully realized yet. 

Harry and Y/n were about to leave the room to get some food for the dogs. Before Y/n could take a step towards the door, Perdita suddenly leaped up, placing her front paws on Y/n’s back with a gentle but firm nudge. At that exact moment, Pongo, as if in perfect sync with his mate, did the same to Harry. The combined force of the two dogs pushed Y/n and Harry toward each other, causing them to stumble. 

And then it happened, their lips met in a soft, unexpected kiss. For a moment, everything else faded away. The playful yips of the puppies, the warmth of the afternoon sun, the distant sounds of Auradon, it all disappeared, leaving only the two of them, caught in that brief but electrifying moment.

Y/n’s heart raced as the kiss deepened, slow and tender, each second feeling like an eternity. She could feel Harry’s warmth, the softness of his lips, the gentle way his hand found its way to her waist. And in that instant, she knew that this wasn’t just a fleeting moment, it was something more, something they had both been waiting for without even realizing it.

When they finally pulled away, Y/n’s breath was unsteady, her heart pounding in her chest. She found herself looking into Harry’s eyes, which were filled with a mixture of surprise and something deeper, something that made her heart flutter all over again. 

“Well.” Harry whispered, his voice low and slightly breathless, “I guess your dogs have better sense than we do.”

Y/n laughed softly, the sound tinged with both amusement and affection. “I think you’re right.” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, her face still inches from his. There was a softness in her gaze as she looked at him, a warmth that mirrored what she felt inside.

Harry’s smile grew, the playful glint returning to his eyes as he leaned in again. This time, the kiss was more confident, more certain, a promise of what was to come. Y/n melted into it, her heart swelling with emotions she hadn’t expected to find but couldn’t deny.

As they kissed, Carlos and Jane peeked around the corner, having witnessed the whole thing. Jane’s eyes sparkled with happiness, and she whispered excitedly to Carlos, “I knew it! They’re perfect for each other.”

Carlos grinned, nodding in agreement. “About time, too. I was starting to think we’d have to push them together ourselves.”

When Y/n and Harry finally broke apart, the world seemed a little brighter, a little more vivid. They both knew that something had changed, that their relationship had shifted into something more meaningful. From that day on, Harry wasn’t just a friend visiting the shelter, he was Y/n’s partner, in every sense of the word.

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[giulliadella]

Day 46 of posting cute creatures we found on our field trip:

Today I will introduce you to not one, not two, but three adorable lizards!

Mediterranean house gecko (Hemidactylus turcicus) is one of two species of gecko native to Europe. It’s adorable and likes to hang out near people. It loves climbing house walls and hanging out in gardens where it feeds on insects and spiders.

Sharp-snouted Dalmatian lizard or just blue lizard (Dalmatolacerta oxycephala) is a very unique looking lizard. Both males and females are beautifully blue. They love rocky terrain of western Balkans and they can run super fast. It’s very hard to catch them. However, running is basically all they do and your fingers are safe from their bites.

Blue-throated keeled lizard (Algyroides nigropunctatus) is my favorite Mediterranean lizard. It’s small and feisty, but the texture of its scales is truly unique. It’s very hard to describe. Males of this species have brightly colored blue throat. Females are less blue. These lizards will bite you.

The Dalmatian blue lizard is much more blue than the blue-throated one. They both inhabit the same area, so here’s both of them so that you can tell the difference. (Our professor got the scratch while catching the Dalmatian lizard. “Asshole was super fast and using sharp rocks to hide”, he said.)

And here’s all three of them. Dalmatian lizard is left lower one trying to escape. Blue-throated lizard is left above contemplating murder. Mediterranean house gecko is on the right playing ping pong in his mind with his only two functioning brain cells like all geckos do.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Crewel-sensei, I've been feeling homesick lately. What do you recommend I do to...well...stop feeling this way?

If he doesn’t scare you, no evil thing will.

Ah, homesickness.

Crewel knew it well, felt it every Monday morning when he had to pry himself away from his beloved dogs for the work week. Tossed and turned at night in his apartment, wishing for Dalmatian snuggles and roses wafting in from the garden.

His heart would always belong to the Queendom.

But this, he was aware, was different from his situation.

A step through the mirror, and he would instantly be transported to his house, his home. His dogs would bound down the stairs, sloppily lapping his face as a welcome back present. His lackeys—his dogsitters—would awkwardly stand at the front porch, saluting him. They’d shoot the shit, share their life updates.

A happy reunion every weekend.

Not so for you. It would never be that easy.

What must it feel like to be deprived of that for months and months? Crewel could hardly hold out for a week.

His brow puckered, concern shadowing his expression. He clicked his tongue—tut, tut, tut.

“A pup ripped so unceremoniously from the safety and comfort of its home is bound to experience separation anxiety. Ushered into an unfamiliar world, forced to adapt to it… It’s no wonder you feel the way you do.”

The corner of his mouth lifted. Too slight to be a smile, too kind to be a smirk.

“You’ve already taken the first step: confiding in a trusted party. I’m honored, truly. No good comes out of bottling up that restless, youthful energy. Best to let it all out. Allow yourself this much.”

There was a mirth to his words, something that glittered in the dark and pulled you toward it.

Your chest tightened, and the emotions spilled over. Something wet and hot sprang from your eyes. The longing ache in you intensified into a stranglehold, and it was suddenly hard to breathe.

Crewel put a hand on your back, in the area between your shoulder blades. Firm, supportive.

“It is no simple task, but I have confidence that you’ll gain the strength return to your own two feet in due time,” he said quietly, more gentle than you had ever heard him speak in class. “Keep a routine, busy yourself with activities. Structure and stimulation can help.”

You choked out a sob, but tried to nod. You weren’t sure if you had succeeded or not.

Seeing that, Crewel drew out a sigh.

What kind of owner would I be to abandon a downtrodden pup on the side of the road?

He shifted to guide you flush to him. His fur coat was warm, and the comforting aroma of his cologne filled your nostrils.

Alarmed, you stared up at him through wet eyes.

“… You’re not to leave my sight until your tears have dried,” Crewel instructed sternly, “and know that if those feelings should ever return, I will be here for you.

“Wallowing alone is absolutely not allowed under my watch. Is that clear, pup?”

[ultracreativelywritten]

Descendants Headcanons

While all of the kingdoms are united, each of the smaller regions are still ruled by their respective royalty. In places like Charmington, I see it has multiple rulers that work together.

Out of all the royals, Kuzco and Snow White are taken the least seriously. They are seen how they were in their respective stories instead of how they are now, adults in their thirties.

I see Snow and her prince being divorced in the Descendants franchise. It’s not advertised, and Snow drives from her kingdom to Charmington for her reporting job. If it wasn’t for that job, she would rather not be there.

The Dwarves help run Snows kingdom. I see her turning to them after the divorce and they all have high ranking advising jobs in the kingdom.

Snow dose not hold Evie accountable for the Evil Queen’s actions, and gives her the biggest hug when Doug brings her home to meet the family. Snow sees how happy she makes Doug, and that’s all she needs to know about her to accept her.

Kuzco and Snow also have the most protected state forests in the kingdom. Snow wanted a place for all the magical animals to live without fear as the other kingdoms developed more and more while Kuzco knew that overdevelopment would destroy the beauty his kingdom. Both kingdoms have seen an influx of people who want to live simpler lives or lives that reflected what they used to do before the United States of Aurudon was created.

Kuzco was 100% against sending people to the isle. Like, some people only worked for the villains because they really needed a job. His best example would be Kronk, who is a sweet soul and could do no real evil.

For the heroes that didn’t come from royalty and then married into royalty had quite a hard time adjusting to being in a world of politics and royal courts. Most times they focus on being a voice for the people who have to deal with the fallout of their leader’s decisions.

Eugene and Aladdin are best friends when it comes to boring meetings and political parties. They like to steal each others stuff the entire time and by the end they give everything back. There are things that both have noted as off limits in their unspoken rules of the game. When the two were first starting the game Jasmine was mortified while Rapunzel was happy that Eugene is making friends.

Jay wants to play the game with Eugene and Aladdin but Evie won’t let him.

Eugene, Aladdin, and Cinderella are the most likely to take things from the hotel. Cindi will stick to things like soap or pens, but Eugene and Aladdin will take anything not nailed down that they can sneak past their wives.

Eugene has pens and paper pads on him at all time so Rapunzel can doodle whenever she wants. All of these items are off limits in the game, because they aren’t his they are his wife’s.

Rapunzel and Mal love talking about different types of art at royal events, and Rapunzel has invited Mal to Corona so they can work on a Mural together. Eugene has given Ben the wisest advice about always having art supplies on him.

For Mother’s Day, Eugene works hard on making Rapunzel duck tape and paper flower pens because he knows she would like them more than real flowers. Rapunzel refuses to throw any of them away. She stores them in a special vault. May their be mercy on any poor soul that tries to break in and try to steal any of them.

Dude is very protective of Carlos, and barks at any dogs that try to get near him. As a stray who found a loving boy, he would protect this boy to the very end. Even against things that are not a threat.

I see Rodger Radcliffe being Aurudon prep’s music teacher and brings some of the Dalmatians during midterms and finals as a way to help out kids that are stressed.

Anita Radcliffe sees how talented Evie is and would support her business as a fellow designer.

I do want to talk more about these Headcanons as well as develop some aus for this series. Feel free to ask me anything about these or the aus I want to develop.

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Can I request RoR family with a teen reader who's extremely scared of injections due to being experimented on a child? Like having full blown panic attacks and she accidentally ended up scratching one of them really hard when they tried to force her to take her vaccines as she didn't take them as a child

-This wasn’t real, it wasn’t happening! It couldn’t be happening! Your ears were just playing tricks on you! Yeah-that’s it, it’s one of those auditory hallucinations you’ve heard of!

-Nikola, who had been the one to tell you that it was time for everyone’s yearly flu shot vaccine, to prevent anyone from getting sick, since there were so many in the house.

-You were fairly new in the family and the house, having been rescued and adopted by them only about 6 months ago, and those 6 months have been absolute heaven compared to the hell you had been trapped in prior.

-Beelzebub, who was helping administer the vaccines to everyone, looked over, after he finished with Hercules, who bent the normal needle and needed a thicker needle so it would get in, and saw the fear on your face.

-Your hands were gripping at your arms as you started seeing visions, flashbacks from when you were trapped, when they were grabbing your arms, pushing needle after needle into your arm filled with who knows what, ignoring your screams or beating you if you were bothering them.

-Jack, who was going right after you, could see your blinding fear, this wasn’t like what he would see when he could kill others, this was something… terrible.

-You felt like you couldn’t breathe, your throat felt tight, almost like it was stuck, seeing the syringes on the table, waiting for you and the others behind you, your eyes locked on them, unwavering as you struggled to breathe.

-Buddha was quick to put a hand over your eyes, pulling you back into his chest, to ground you, but this had the opposite effect as you immediately flinched and freaked out, crying out, trying to get free.

-They weren’t expecting this reaction, but they also remembered that you had been severely abused, as Buddha was panicking, not knowing if he should let you go or not as you were clawing at his hands, thinking he was holding you hostage.

-He let you go after Thrud told him to release you and you ran, rushing away from the area, looking for a place to hide, as they all realized that you had been retraumatized.

-It was two hours later when Nikola found you, after all the other vaccines had been given, finding you in Raiden’s room, hiding under his kotatsu.

-He was very patient and gentle with you, holding your hand softly, speaking gently, telling you that he didn’t mean to scare you, and unlike those who had abused you, he told you what the shot was for, and what was in the needle.

-That still didn’t mean you got the shot however, as you firmly refused to get poked again, not wanting to be in pain again.

-Your family was supportive, letting you know that was okay, and Beelzebub was the one who surprised you next, showing you that he was able to get the flu vaccine into a pill to take instead, just for you.

-It took you a few days to come around to the idea of taking it, but they never pushed you or rushed you, letting you do it on your own terms, which felt so nice to you, as they let you make the decision.

-Buddha was extra cuddly with you, holding you close as you watched 101 Dalmatians with him and Zerofuku, as his way of apologizing to you for scaring you.

-It was so nice to have a family like this one, to have so many people that cared about you. They made you feel so safe, even when it was flu season.

[cawthorntales]

Producer: Ready when you are Grayson.

Grayson: Ok thank you. My name is Grayson Clawcrest. I'm a werewolf who lives in Henford-On-Bagley. I enjoy working out, reading, watching movies and star gazing. I am a huge animal lover. Olive my Dalmatian is my best friend. I love the rain.

I'm a content creator. I will admit I have a hard time getting close to people, but I am willing to try.

I've not been lucky in the romance department. But figured giving this was a shot. Maybe my special guy is just not in my town? Maybe he could be you? I look forward to meeting you all.

~

Since Poppy's bc flopped in signups giving Grayson a shot. You can do natural or unnatural hair, eye and skin colors. He's got a tragic backstory which I will reveal with a prologue if this gets enough signups.

Info

Sims must be male.

They can be a werewolf, they can be a human obsessed with the supernatural or maybe they're from a family of former werewolf hunters. Choice is yours for whatever your imagination works up. Sims can be human or supernatural.

In this universe werewolves and other supernatural creatures were hunted in the past. In modern times that is no longer the case.

Sims must have a negative trait.

You don’t have to make a new sim. You can submit a spare from your own story/gameplay. Or you can send in a guy who failed a different bc you may have sent him too.

CC is fine just no defaults as I have defaults in my game.

Sims must have a bio or at least a small personality blurb so I know how to write them.

EP I own: Werewolves, Cottage Living, Cats and Dogs, My First pet(or whatever the stuff pack for pets is) Backyard stuff Pack and Romance Garden(stuff pack)

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Slots

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2) @joleyssims

3) @changingplumbob

4) @akitasimblr contestant recieved

5) @doglover-trait

6) @shmoodlet contestant recieved

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[cosmic-ghost-hermit]

Take what resonates and leave behind anything that doesn't. Always be open to new perspectives, homies. 🖤🩶🤍

PILE 1 (Anubis)

Deity: Anubis

Crystal: Black Tourmaline

Astrology: Taurus ♉️, Scoprio ♏️, Leo ♌️, Aquarius ♒️

Anubis calls to you, pile 1. His message is telling this pile that people-pleasing isn’t going to make people who have already decided that they don’t like you, like you. You could be the sweetest, most ripe and deliciously sweet mango. Some people just don't like mangos or are allergic. You cannot force everyone to like you. You cannot manipulate them out of their pre-made decision. I know it hurts to be rejected, especially if you have ADHD and experience RSD because of that condition. Put your headphones on to drown their voice out. Their opinion of you does not matter in the long run. Their opinion does not make you bad. Their opinion does not reflect an accurate description of who you are. Let them be a hater. No one can take away your halo. Anubis asks you to turn your attention to more important matters than what people think of you.

⛓️🪓🔪🧱📸🧰🍕🧯🚢🥁🎸❤️‍🔥🖤🎯🎳🏓🕷️🥊🍿🥤🥩🕳️🦨🌶️🌹🔥🐞⚔️🌡️⛑️🚨💣👺

PILE 2 (Loki)

Deity: Loki

Crystal: Moldavite/Agate Geode

Astrology: Gemini ♊️, Virgo ♍️, Sagittarius ♐️, Pisces ♓️

Loki calls to you, pile 2. They are telling me you are an absolute bad bitch. You are kicking ass and taking names fr fr. Loki wants you to know they recognize how much work you have done. They are saying you don’t really see yourself clearly. Your self-esteem is pretty low. Look at what you have done so far. If it were anyone else wouldn’t you be proud of them? They want to appreciate all that you have accomplished. You are strong, you are beautiful, you are healing. Be proud of yourself. They also tell me that you have no need to worry about what might happen but are also letting you know there are more lessons on their way to you. You are almost done with the cycle and Loki is protecting you as you complete it. They are saying the finish line is almost upon you! Follow your intuition. Trust yourself. Trust the divine. Allow change to flow inward. You are gonna continue to be a badass bitch. 💚

🪖🧑🏽‍🎤🐸🪲🦜🐉🐲🎋🎍����🥑🫑🍡🧃🍵🪀🏄🏽‍♂️📟🔋🔫🪛🧪🦠✅♻️🈯️

PILE 3 (Hekate)

Deity: Hekate

Crystal: Dalmatian Jasper

Astrology: Aries ♈️, Cancer ♋️, Libra ♎️, Capricorn ♑️

Hekate sings to you, pile 3. She is telling me you have recently discovered a divine ability. It is a massive change of perspective honestly. It explained a lot of unanswerable questions you have experienced in life. You are learning to wield this ability and use it to benefit you. It is an inherented ability passed down from generation to generation. Hekate is telling me that your next step in learning how to use this skill is processing emotional trauma or physical trauma. She wants you to know she understands that pain for what happened is not something you can “get over” but she is instructing you to process that pain. To sit with it and understand it better. She knows how hard that can be. She will be with you in this transitional period. Healing is necessary if you wish to use this ability to its greatest potential. Before you go diving straight into the pain though. Hekate asks that you go slow. Do not use this ability too often until you have done the healing you need to do. It could be damaging to your connections if you use it before mending your wounds.

💜☯️🗝️🔭🔮🔌📞💻🎥🎆🍆☔️🪻🐾😈👾👽🕶️🦄🕸️🍇🪁🎮🛞📱🖤

[artist-issues]

So if you could tell everyone about your favorite movie, what would you tell them about it?

PS I love your blog and your media deep dives

Thank you! So kind! Anything good I have to say is really just because of Jesus, not me. I'd tarnish and ruin good things, left on my own.

I keep trying to tell everyone about my favorite movie, but I get so choked with all the things I want to say—and knowing that the more deep I make it seem the less they'll like it because they're not accustomed to deep-diving into children's media and that'll skew their enjoyment of it—that I wind up falling back on the tried and true "it's so good, you have to see it, I can't believe you've never seen it before, we have to watch it!"

It's Lilo & Stitch.

Lilo & Stitch is incredible for so many reasons.

It was an underdog in the Disney Studio. One of their lowest-budget movies, in their B-Team Shabby Florida Studio, and only a handful of higher-ups really believed in it. And now it's one of their biggest, longest-lasting, farthest reaching worldwide franchises.

Disney was stuck in a rut of making only a certain handful of movies; Triumph-of-Humans Adventures, or Princess-Fantasies. And Chris Sanders, the guy who basically invented their Story Department during the "renaissance" period, came along and said, "let's break the mold. Let's just try something small, quirky, bold, and new. Let's flip the script on everything except good storytelling." Instead of Princesses, you get Normal Humans Living in a 2002 rural beach town. Instead of Magic you get Sci Fi—but only like five minutes of Sci-Fi. Instead of a Romance you get Family. And when we say "family," no, we don't mean, "Epic Lion King or Tarzan Coming-of-Age Destiny Stories—" we mean "orphans about to be split up by the foster care system, needing a friend." Instead of Lassie (pet movies, like 101 Dalmatians or Lady & the Tramp.) you get something closer to Gremlins meets E.T. Instead of an Epic Adventure, you get Smalltown Sister Tries to Find a Job. Instead of Dashing or Loveable Main Character you get Mildly Disgusting Main Character who picks his nose and pushes little orphan girls down, for fun. Instead of a Namable Famous City on Earth, like New York or London in their old movies, you get Nameless Town in Hawaii. Instead of Hero Triumphs, you get Villain Redeemed.

The style. All the alien ships look like fish, all the alien creatures look like some take on small-town animals like armadillos or pigs or bobcats, or more aquatic life. And then it matches with what? Small Town Hawaiian Imagery. So you get the idea that not only, stylistically, do the visuals of the movie blend well, but, Stitch not only doesn't belong in outer space among those aliens—he doesn't belong on Hawaii, where even the locals have something in common with the Galactic People, and he does not.

Watercolor backgrounds. Nobody was doing that. Nobody is doing that. They didn't have to do that. It's just beautiful, and soft.

Stitch. As a character. Name one other character whose arc starts with "you can never belong; there is nothing inside of you that is good." and then ends with "loved unconditionally, adopted into a family that loves him in spite of the trouble he brings them. In spite of his inability, at first, to love them back."

Lilo. Lilo is loved that same way by Nani. Nani willingly invites trouble into her already fraught life if it'll make Lilo the tiniest bit happier. Even though Lilo already makes Nani's life hard. Lilo, too, is about to go into the next phase of life with nothing—if the social worker takes her away, she'll have lost her parents, her sister, her home, and her hometown, which she's shown to know and love—and we've already seen how feeling lost and like she doesn't belong causes Lilo to act destructively, because her classmates treat her like she doesn't belong and Lilo beats the crap out of them. The directors said it like this: "Lilo is a future Stitch," if she's taken away.

All these characters have holding them together is this commitment to this definition of family: "Nobody gets left behind or forgotten." Lilo and Nani were "left behind" by their parents, because their parents died. Or they could think of it that way. But Nani doesn't. She does whatever she can to keep Lilo with her, and refuse to "leave Lilo behind." She's eighteen, nineteen—she could go on to college, live in a dorm, while her troublemaking sister goes to foster care. She has all these surf trophies on her nightstand—she could've been somebody if she'd left her family behind. But she doesn't. Whether Lilo loves her back or not, she won't leave Lilo behind. And guess what? Whether David, the surfer boy, gets Nani's love back or not, he loves her and is there for her. Whether Stitch loves Lilo back or not, she sticks with him—until she almost doesn't, but guess what, by then it's okay, because he's learned. He's been transformed by the idea "nobody gets left behind," which is just another term for "unconditional love."

The commitment to FOCUS. Chris Sanders is always good at this. But this movie could've been about, or addressed, DOZENS of social issues. It could've picked up the "government worker" flag. It could've picked up the "racism" flag, or the "classism" flag. It easily could've picked up the "feminism" flag, or the "be yourself" flag, or the "find who you truly are," or the "you're worth everything" flag. But it didn't. It CUT OUT previous scenes that would've addressed racism or classism. It JUST later-focused on one, universal, unifying theme that every human on this planet can understand, and relate to, and needs to be reminded of: "family loves unconditionally."

This movie is why I looked into being a storyteller. Just this movie; no other movie did it for me.

[bluescluesposting]

Even though this blog is mainly Blue's Clues and Blue's Clues accessories, I want to give a special happy 30th anniversary shout out to two other Nick Jr. shows, I love- Gullah Gullah Island and Allegra's Window!

Both shows were part of a big revitalization for the Nick Jr. block in 1994, with mascot Face introduced about a month before. Blue's Clues also started development around this time, and can easily be considered the start of Nick Jr.'s "golden age".

Gullah Gullah Island was a really important show for so many kids. It was one of the first preschool shows to have a black family front-and-center, and put a strong emphasis on their culture. A big step in representation- and as a white kid growing up in a small town that's more diverse now, but SUPER white in the mid-90s, it was so important for me to see media featuring kids and families of different backgrounds. It was important then and still important today- I REALLY wish the Nick Jr. channel could still show reruns of it (and by that I mean, reruns at times when kids would actually be awake to watch it, not 3 AM), but at least it's on Paramount+ (knock on wood...if they took Allegra off who knows what classics are next). I bought all the DVDs of it a few years ago before they were discontinued and I'm proud to own the soundtrack album. The songs in this show are great, by the way- I think my favorites are "Friends and Family", "P-L-A-Y", and "Move Your Body". And the theme song might be the biggest ear worm theme in Nickelodeon history (rivaling only CatDog). You can find the entire series on the Internet Archive for free!

Allegra's Window might not have been as influential or important as Gullah Gullah Island- there were a LOT of puppet-based musical shows on in the 90s- but it was still a great show. It emphasized getting used to new situations (such as starting daycare), which can be hard for very young kids, and put a heavy emphasis on music in general- which actually was pretty important as this was right around the time a lot of elementary schools were starting to cut music programs as a cost-cutting maneuver. This show had SUCH a fun aesthetic and I loved the puppet and costume designs (I've cosplayed as Lindi before and I'm pretty sure Encora was an influence on my own personal fashion style). Every Jumbo Pictures show has always had such a fun but calming feel to it. Not just Allegra, but Doug, PB&J Otter, and 101 Dalmatians: The Series as well. The songs are also really good and feature a lot of Broadway-based talent writing them (as well as the human actors performing some of them!). Sadly this one slipped into obscurity; it wasn't reran as often as Gullah Gullah Island and ended abruptly during production on S3 thanks to Jumbo Pictures getting bought by Disney. Paramount+ also took it down last year for unknown reasons (among all the Nick content taken off, it was the only one over 15-20 years old- most of the removals were from the late 2000s to now), but the entire show is on the Internet Archive.

So happy 30 years to two great shows! And once again, I miss Nickelodeon Studios a lot. The shows from the Florida studio just had such a specific feel to them no matter the show or target audience (I get the same feel I get from AW and GGI that I do from Clarissa Explains It All or Legends of the Hidden Temple). I'm so glad to have grown up with this era of Nick.

[little-cereal-draws]

Button House Dog Rescue au

Alison and Mike get the house and the land like in the show but instead of an event hall, they get involved with the local shelter and turn it into a dog rescue. All the ghosts are dogs that they foster/unofficially adopt

Robin (wolfhound): He's been there the longest. He was given up as a puppy for reasons unknown; his owner didn't specify. He was the first dog that they rescued and even tho they tried their best, they still messed up a lot. He doesn't hold it against them tho, he loves them. He's made a lot of friends over the years but they've all been adopted out; no one wants him because of his size so he's been unofficially adopted by the Coopers and he's 100% fine with that. When he sits by the fire and they scratch his belly or behind his ears, he doesn't need another family

Humprey (golden retriever): He used to belong to a rich family but got out one day and was hit by a car. The accident left him unable to move anything but his head and even tho the family was distraught, they opted to put him down. Alison came in at the very last second insisting that she could help him and she did. It's took many years of physical therapy, learning to use mobility aids, and different meds but he can get around relatively easily now. He still opts to sleep in the sun most of the day tho and only occasionally romps around the garden w his friends. He's Mike's favorite bc Mike likes to squish his face. Mike's his favorite because he gives him way too many treats

Mary (dalmatian): She lived with a family but the house caught fire one night. She was able to escape (as were the ppl, dw) but ran the wrong way and got terribly lost in the dark. She had no tag or identification so she was taken to the shelter. She's got terrible anxiety and was constantly trembling when they first got her so Alison bought her one of those compress vests that acts like a weighted blanket. It was hard to get it on her the first time because she would shy away from any move they made but now she insists to have it on 24/7. Since getting to Button House, she's gone from skittish and hiding from everything to fairly confident. Alison believes it's from socializing with the new friends she's made

Kitty (pomeranian): She was given as a birthday present to a rich girl when she was a puppy. The girl wasn't very nice to her however and used her more as a doll she could jerk around than a living being. She would yell at her a lot too for natural puppy behavior (ex: not coming already housebroken, chewing things, making messes, etc) After a year or so, one of the neighbors finally had enough and was able to take her away. Unfortunately, they were unable to foster her so she ended up at Button House. She's still incredibly sweet, outgoing and loves to run and play with the big dogs. Even tho she can't keep up at the start, she always ends up running circles around them thanks to her unlimited energy when they tire out. When she's not doing that, she's "helping" Alison and tripping her up while she tries to work

Thomas (shetland sheepdog): He also belonged to a well-off family that he loved very dearly but got lost. He's convinced they're going to find him one day even tho it's been years at this point. The other dogs feel bad that he still believes this but they don't tell him. When he got to Button House, he latched onto Alison as his new family --or his temporary family since he's only going to be here a short while-- and follows her everywhere now. Definitely has separation anxiety due to his getting separated from his first family and freaks out whenever he can't see her. He'll cry when she shuts the door to the bathroom or her bedroom. He tries every night to sleep in her bed but the Coopers have a strict rule about no dogs in the bedroom so he never succeeds. Instead he lays right outside the door in the hallway and cries himself to sleep each night. It used to hurt Alison's heart but she's used to it now; she can't let him in bc once she does, everybody will want to come in

Fanny (chihuahua): She's white, pretty fluffy, and has magnificent floofs on her ears. She was given up by her family for being "too aggressive." They had several small kids and didn't do their research before getting her. The Coopers were a bit nervous at first but quickly learned she was all bark and no bite. Now she's Alison's lap dog and even tho she's perfectly capable of walking, she likes to be carried places. She's too old to want to play with the other dogs so instead she sits in Alison's lap and watches. She'll bark her head off at them but never goes to join the game. Alison thinks it's quite funny that when it's one on one, she can cow all the big dogs, including Robin, into doing what she wants

The Captain (german shepherd): He's a retired military dog that was unable to find a home because he didn't adjust to civilian life very well. He was never actually in a war tho, he stayed domestic and helped more with bomb sniffing. He was retired bc he was getting old and had a lot of health complications in his hips/joints. He's enjoying it much more at Button House with the other dogs than the few families he went to before and is slowly learning how to relax/be a dog. But because of his health problems, he can't play for very long before he has to lay down (this makes Kitty very sad). Mike's scared of him; he was nervous at the start because he assumed as an army dog he would be aggressive, but his fear got cemented one time they were out on a walk and there was a squirrel. The Captain lunged for it and pulled Mike face first into the mud. Mike swears he almost dislocated his shoulder but Alison isn't sure

Pat (corgi): He was given up by a suburban family who underestimated how much space and exercise he would need. Their yard wasn't big enough and he was either laying around the house all day depressed or ripping up the furniture to entertain himself. It was a very tearful goodbye when they dropped him off but the Coopers assured them he would be in good hands. He was very upset when they didn't come back after a few days but he's gotten used to it now. He loves running around in the big field and all the new friends he's made. He's Alison's favorite because he actually listens to her. She was surprised by how many words he knew and now puts his herding skills to use almost every day. "Pat, can you get everyone in the car?" "Pat, can you get everyone to the bath?" "Pat, can you get everyone for dinner?" He's very good at it and make's sure no one's left behind (even Mike)

Julian (weimaraner): He was adopted by a politician as a publicity stunt when he was a puppy. As he grew up, he was absolutely spoiled and occasionally got to go to events/parties. His owner liked to take pictures of him and post them on social media to get voters' attention so quite a large number of people knew who he was. As he got older tho, the posts stopped getting as many likes and a new puppy was adopted. Before he knew what was happening, he was left at Button House. There was quite an adjustment period as he got used to not fancy food, having to share, and all that but he's loving it now. He's Alison's least favorite because he's so crafty and always up to trouble. When he teams up with Robin, the two of them can easily break into the pantry and eat as much ppl food as they like. Alison's started locking it but somehow they're still getting in. It remains the most infuriating mystery of Alison's life

The plague ghosts: they are quite a few different breeds that were rescued from a very unethical puppy mill. They’re at Button House because it was the only place big enough to house them all. They’ve all got mange tho and are quarantined to a separate part of the house. Even tho they are loving their new life much more than how they were living before, they still dream of the day they’ll be able to go out and play w all the other dogs

Pt 2 Pt 3

[v3nusxsky]

Hi! Could you do a CG Natasha/Little!reader? Where the reader has abandonment issues, and severe separation anxiety ( due to basically being passed around the foster care system) and she breakes a cup on accident ( or breakes something) and panics because she thinks her momma will be mad and leave her and fluff/comfort happens?

Love bug

*Authors note~ Mars failing her driving exam with silly mistakes equals an Agere fic so I hope you all enjoy*

Trigger Warnings~ little r cg momma nat mentions of Wanda (aunt) hinted at foster care rough childhood and abuse

Prompt~ see ask^^^^^

You were okay before she left, you managed to kiss her goodbye and totally didn't cry. Well you did but after she left. It was silly really, she'd be gone twelve hours maximum, the mission so low risk she'd be doing a duo rather than a whole team. Without you. Of course you worry for her, as she does for you, but for some reason this mission was hitting you hard. Perhaps it was the fact it was last minute or maybe you'd just been pretty sensitive today. But either way Natasha had asked Wanda if she'd keep an eye on you today. It made things easier for you to have someone around when Nat couldn't be there.

Natasha left about ten in the morning and you weren't expecting her to be there till ten at night, so of course you cried yourself to sleep for a nap. Your hope was that it would take up most the time but in fact you only managed to sleep for an hour and a half. You'd woken up feeling rather small, not really understanding you'd regressed or why you'd done so. But the list that you'd made yourself to keep yourself busy and fully distracted from your lover's absence was forgotten.

Without the mental capacity to even consider doing all your adult you tasks you just rolled over and snuggled into your Mama's pillow, nuzzling into her scent hoping to convince yourself she was truly right her. It did nothing but make you miss her more now. Crying was your only reaction to this and that's how Wanda found you when an hour later. Eyes now puffy and red as you sobbed for your Mama. "Oh darling, are we a little one?" Wanda murmured gaining your attention and receiving a small nod and whimper of "Auntie Wan" accompanied but sniffed and whimpers."I'm here lovely, what can Auntie Wanda do for you?"

"Wan Mama" you whimpered, pouting at the mind reading witch. "Oh I know my darling girl, remember Auntie Wands can read your mind?" Her attempt to get you off of seeking out Natasha seemed to work for now, you gasped as if you didn't already know this information. That was how Wanda was stopped showing you call little tricks with her magic that had you amazed and mesmerised on her rather than who wasn't here. With the promise of more tricks with her magic she managed to convince you to come and settle down with the team. They loved when you regressed and your little state loved them just as much.

You spent hours with the team, even eating a little as auntie Wanda made sure Bucky and Thor were unsuccessful in their attempts to try and "steal" your food of your plate. You giggled every time the tried and wands would remove their hands with magic. Tony filled your mind of all these cool toys he could design for you and all the gadgets he could make for his favourite little Avenger. You didn't know you were the only little Avenger and you most certainly didn't know that your Mama and Auntie Wanda would string Tony up the second they thought you'd be in any danger.

Natasha was due back in an hour and a half now. The team watching all the movies your little headspace loves to watch, in fact you'd began with 101 Dalmatian's so it only made sense you'd watch 102 and 103 Dalmatian's. In fact on the third film Wanda decided everyone should have a warm drink to settle themselves for bed. Really it was so you didn't feel alone when she asked you to have your night time drink. Your headspace meant you were willing to drink from a cup with some support so Wanda happily helped you drink. But one time you got brave, curiosity running through your mind as you attempted to be a big girl and make your Mama proud. But the crash of the mug smashing on the ground startled everyone, your warm drink spilling everywhere amongst the shattered mug. Immediately, you began to attempt to clean the mug, not realising in your little state you could hurt yourself, and mumbled "Im sorry! I'm so sorry! Mama gone be mad me I sworry wan no tells Mama on mes? I fix I fix it please no want mana leave."

Bucky attempted to come near you only causing you to shrink further into the mess and cry a plea of forgiveness and that you'd fix it. You didn't want to hurt again. You wanted to make sure your Mama didn't hate you, that she would stay with you and that she still loved you. All these people were wrong, and that made you mad. You wanted your Mama and the fact they wouldn't get her caused a meltdown.

Wanda quickly became the gravity for you, ushering the men away from the room and immediately scooping your crying form off the floor and using her magic to clean the mess. "Hushhhh little one, it's okay it's all clean. All gone. No one is mad. Your Natty is still gonna love her precious girl I promise" Wanda soothed as you sobbed into her shoulder hiccuping through them. "Shh little one. I'm here aren't I? Did I go?" Causing you to shake your head, "want Mama."

"Did I hear my Lovebug wants her Mama?" Natasha's voice rang through the compound causing you to stifle a sob and gasp clinging to Wanda. Although you wanted Nat more than life itself but the fear of her getting mad at you for the mug and leaving you alone. "I'm sorry no let hurt me. I'm sorry mama I no mean do it I try fix" you whimpered showing your hands that Wanda had magic bandaids on for you. "Oh my little Lovebug, Mama isn't mad I promise. I'm here baby I promise and so is Wands here. She took care of you for me huh?" You nodded and pointed to the television where the white spotted dogs were. "Ah I see you had doggies on huh? You must be super tired love bug. I think it's time my lovely girl gets some rest with me. Wanna cuddle my baby while we sleep" she whispered kissing your head as Wanda helped guide you into Natasha's arms. From there you'd have a few more meltdowns before drifting off to sleep with your head buried into her neck.

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