#Chaos in Ventus

[luxmoogle]

..an unwanted guest..

[robotsafari]

rescue operation going real smoothly

bonus under the cut:

aqua will never be ballin—

OH MY GOD SHES BALLIN ‼️‼️‼️

[strayheartless]

Vanitas and the Chaotic Good learning curve:

Leaving complete darkness behind isn’t hard exactly. After having Mr. Giddy goofy light bringer (Sora) witter in his ear for a good nine hours about the “benefits of not being evil” Vanitas isn’t willing to say he caved…. But he caved.

Besides if little miss “How can I face everyone” Martyrdom (Riku) can find the balance, how hard could it be right?

Turns out it’s not hard, it’s just… interesting. He’s observed a lot from those light bringers who still have to find a balance with the darkness in their hearts. Here’s what he’s learning:

Dawn (Riku) is not above small acts of violence against Sora. Whacking him with a paperback, flicking his forehead, tripping him when he gets up to do to the bathroom. It’s all fair play apparently.

It is not acceptable to firaga people for annoying you, but that doesn’t mean Kairi hasn’t.

The real-boy (Roxas) can hit HARD and no he won’t apologise for braking something if he thinks you deserve it.

Raggedy-Anne (Xion) has a higher kill rate then Vanitas does… which is only mildly disturbing.

Biting people is bad, but Terra and Aqua always seem to be covered in Bite marks anyway. He has been informed it’s a different kind of biting. He doesn’t wish to explore that further.

His own natural eye colour after possession is red, and ain’t that a kick in the teeth.

Dawns a bitch when he’s grumpy and apparently the way to deal with him is to be a bitch back. Kairi is very good at being a bitch back. Sora just wishes everyone would get along.

The-real-boy and Dawn have serious history and it makes families dinners tense sometimes. Vanitas would not like a repeat performance of helping Ven drag Roxas into another room whilst Terra heals Riku’s fractured cheek. Roxas apologied but Riku still didn’t get out of bed for three days after.

Spikes and fire (Lea/Axel) apparently has the power to kill a man with the snap of his fingers. ApPaReNtLy he has killed someone with the snap of his fingers.

Moon boy (Isa/Sïax) has a limit beaker that could level city blocks. Wild.

Cry baby dislikes Cloud Strife for reasons only Ventus, Aqua and Hercules (apparently) know. Vanitas is pretty sure not even Cloud knows what he did. Van recons it has something to do with the big sword and the… Squats???

“I will not summon Floods until Xion and Sora cry. It is bad and I will apologise for it” … In Vans defence Naminé thought it was hilarious.

Dawn blindfolds himself when he’s upset about… something?

He gets along surprisingly well with Roxas… apparently shared trauma and distaste for stupid people goes a long way. Neat!

Raggedy Anne knows there is a spot on the back of Axels neck that if you dig in hard enough he passes out…. Isa showed her this.

Sora it not above throwing things at Riku and Kairi when he’s overtired and upset. He gets more upset that he threw the thing at them though.

Apparently master water slide (aqua) can still open dark corridors, she just doesn’t.

Dawn knows how to access dark gear. He’s done it exactly once in Vans presence and they didn’t see him for DAYS afterwards… that’s how Vanitas learned about the blindfold.

Naminé can get in your head. She hasn’t but she can. It makes for tense moments between her and Sora when she says something she shouldn’t know.

It is acceptable to throw water at Axel when he gets “fired up” during training. This was a delightful discovery.

Upon being introduced to the restoration committee it is not acceptable to point out that Leon looks like if Simba was a person… but it does make Sora and Aerith laugh so hard they end up crying on the floor.

Cloud strife is apparently more trauma then man and now Terra feels bad for hating him.

It is not acceptable to to tell Winnie the Pooh that forest fires are caused by thinking too hard. Sora and Ventus will slap you in the head and it will hurt

And possibly the most disturbing discovery of them all in Vanitas’ opinion… Sora has a Rage form AND an Anti-form. And they come out to play regularly in training.

Ultimately what Vanitas is learning is that nobody is amine to the darkness. He’s learning that it’s not about being evil or good by nature it’s about deciding who YOU want to be. For all he makes fun of them and calls them soppy lights, it’s…. Good to know that there is hope for him, even if it means he can’t get rid of the darkness. He can still exists in the light.

[wayfinder-wolf]

Yall know those memes where a bunch of fictional characters gather around a TV to hear bad news? Well, I thought I'd give making one of those a go, and here it is!

Each character was submitted by a friend. Characters featured include (left to right):

Bojack Horseman from Bojack Horseman, Elmo from Sesame Street, Megaman.EXE from the Battle Network games, Byleth from Fire Emblem, a custom Chao from Sonic Adventure, Robo-Ky from Guilty Gear, Wolffe from Star Wars, Ralsei from Deltarune, the Red Among Us Guy, Neco-Arc from the Tsukihime series, Leon Kennedy from Resident Evil, Ventus from Kingdom Hearts, Lefty from FNAF, and Phoenix Wright from the Ace Attorney games.

[trashcantasch]

BRAND NEW SKETCHBOOK >:]

[mischeva]

Disney/Don Bluth villain looking ass

[vitalitypopkat]

Some fast and dirty break time kh doodles cause I was thinking about ✨them✨

[firedragon1321]

Ventus Kingdom Hearts and TK Digimon have the same energy where they look like sweet innocent angel babies, but that’s a lie and they could fuck you up.

[galaxiasgreen]

🎃🐈‍⬛Cat Burglar

Halloween shenanigans with minor Garreth/F!Reader [T-Rated, 3k words]

“What the hell are you wearing?” “What?” said Garreth. “It’s a pumpkin costume.” “You’re taking a girl, you knobhead! You’re meant to dress sexy! Like me!” Tight trousers, a long, leather coat, and the criss-cross of belts over his bare chest… “You’re barely dressed!” “Exactly!"

A/N: This was written for @garrethweasleyfest! My prompts were Garreth POV on a major holiday, Garreth gives MC a new potion with some unintended side effects, and Modern AU coffee shop, and because I like chaos I decided to (loosely) mush all three, resulting in the most crack thing I’ve ever written.

Very grateful to contribute to the Garreth fandom in whatever small way I can. Special thanks to cuff and Elli for organising the fest. Make sure to support all the other amazing Garreth content using the hashtags #GarrethWeasleyFest and #GarrethWeasleyFest2024! And, as always, please enjoy <3

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Officer Ruth Singer sinks into the chair opposite with a sigh.

“All right, Mr Weasley, let’s cut to the chase. Where’s the Ferrari you stole?”

To be quite frank, Garreth’s not entirely sure how he got here. He’s not sure why he’s wearing half a pumpkin costume and cinching-on-his-private-area orange tights. Hell, he barely knows what a Ferrari is (just that it’s expensive. And bad to steal).

He does know, however, that he did not do it.

“I know it looks bad, ma’am,” he says, trying to raise his hands – they’re handcuffed to the desk with less wiggle room than a finger up an arse. “But I’m innocent. You’ve nabbed the wrong man.”

Officer Singer has a round, childlike face, but in all her riot gear she looks barely contained in the tiny interrogation room. One swoop of her glower almost makes his orange tights brown.

“Look, kid, you were clearly out for Halloween. Want to look cool for your mates and fancied yourself a new ride, doing doughnuts or whatever.”

“I don’t need to steal anything to have a doughnut! Please, Officer Singer. I know I’m innocent. In fact, I was framed.” The detail comes back to him sharply. “And I can tell you what happened.”

Sort of. He’ll remember the specifics along the way. Hopefully.

Singer gestures vaguely. “Go on, then. Let's hear it.”

Garreth sits up.

“It all started three weeks ago…”

“Froth the milk, Weasley.”

Froth the milk. Right. Garreth turned to the countertop he’d wiped clean of droplets two seconds ago. The monstrosity taking up most of its surface was supposedly called a masheen, a big metal box with loads of buttons and a pipe stuck out the middle. He’d been working at Aesip’s Coffee House for a while now, but this contraption was so complicated he hadn’t got the hang of it yet.

“Yes, Mr Sharp.” He grabbed a carton of milk from the cool box and poured it into a jug, which he stuck under the masheen and whispered, “Heatus Upus… Ventus Milkus… Incendio? Work with me, please.”

“You have to steam the milk.”

He turned sharply. You were about his age and wickedly pretty, wearing form-fitting clothes under a long, black coat, and leather gloves accentuating the slender bones of your fingers. You nodded to the jug, brow sloped in quiet exasperation.

“Put the steam wand in.”

“Wand?” he said. Then he remembered the long pipe. “Oh, right, that thing.”

“Now pull the leaver. That activates the steam.”

You were right; the milk frothed nicely. Even Sharp seemed mildly impressed Garreth managed not to explode anything, when he took the jug with a raised brow.

“I will brew you the best drink as thanks,” Garreth said to you, when Sharp was gone.

“Just a black coffee is fine.”

“Takeaway?” You nodded. “And does my illustrious saviour have a name? To write on the cup, of course.” He winked.

You pursed your lips. “Prim will do.”

Prim. Oh, he liked that.

It became a routine. Every day you came in and ordered the same thing. He’d chat and flirt, you’d giggle and smile. Sometimes your visits coincided with that of Sebastian Sallow’s, Garreth’s annoyingly handsome, annoyingly charming, and annoyingly annoying acquaintance who through full fault of his own made Garreth look bad – but you hid when he was close, gaze flickering to Garreth under low-lidded eyes. Obviously his humour, good looks and handsome fit in Aesip’s green apron was enough to win you over.

“Hello, Garreth!” piped a voice from behind the counter. “Can I order a cappuccino?”

October cold had webbed the coffee house windows with frost. Garreth rolled his shoulders. The girl was vaguely recognisable, with glasses and pigtails. What was her name? Something stupid, like Gabble.

“‘Course! Anything el—?”

“Made ristretto with half soy and half oat milk and three pumps of caramel and half hazelnut, extra chocolate drizzle, crumb topping and whipped cream in a large cup and no water. Oh, and a slice of strawberry cake. Thanks!”

Garreth frantically scribbled it down as Gabble-Maybe skipped off to find a table. Merlin’s nipsicles, how the hell does anyone talk that fast? He went to grab the milk. Did she want almond? Or chocolate?

“Do you need help?”

Your voice made him jump. You were good at that, appearing silently. “Yes, please?”

You recited everything again, slower, and he wrote it down. “You have a great memory, Prim.”

You shrugged. “Practice.”

“Don’t be modest, you’re saving my arse. Thank you.” He scoured the cool box for soy milk. “Although, just saying, if I had my wand I wouldn’t need to do it by hand.”

“What?”

He blinked, not really sure why he said that. “Sorry. Usual?”

“Yes, please,” you said with a cute smile. “Although I was thinking… maybe adding a syrup?”

“Whoa, flying the broom away, aren’t we?” He winked. “What flavour?”

“Surprise me.”

As he concocted the drink, chatting merrily away and discreetly adding a gloop of pumpkin spice, the doorbell tingled. Sebastian strode inside in a loose shirt and pressed trousers, and a peacoat made of some expensive wool. Oh joy.

Garreth slid the drink to you, and your cute smile widened. “Thank you, and, erm… I… I wondered…” You glanced at Sebastian intensely power-walking towards him, and quickly mumbled, “Never mind,” before rushing to the nearest table to avoid getting trampled.

A second later, Sebastian slapped down some gold rectangle and proclaimed, “Coffee as black as my soul, Weasley. Make it fast. I have better things to do.”

Most days Garreth had no idea if he was joking. His sense of humour was so warped Garreth couldn’t tell anymore.

“Latte with cream then?”

“I’m in a good mood so I’m going to ignore that.” Sebastian plucked a key ring from a pocket and twirled it around. “The stock deal went through. Decided to treat myself. Don’t be jealous.”

“What the hell is that? A lighter?”

“It’s a fob,” he declared, “for my Ferrari.”

Holy shit! Garreth thought. What the hell is a Ferrari!

“If you’re nice I might let you look at it. From a safe distance. Behind a window.” Sebastian stuffed the fob into his coat pocket. “Oh, yeah, and Leander’s party tonight, turns out Missy is going, so I guess I’ll deign to go as well.” He fixed him a sharp look. “You are going, right?”

“Yes, obviously.”

“Good. You can hold my drinks. And a date?”

“It’s Halloween, thirty-first, mate.”

“No, you turd, are you bringing anyone?”

“Oh.” No, and he wasn’t likely to either. Everyone he knew was already going: Natty, Cress, Amit and Everett, Adelaide, Ominis and Imelda. He poured a black coffee and slid it over. “It’s not necessary, right?”

Sebastian took it with a roll of his eyes. “God, Weasley, why do I hang out with you?”

“Bothering me at work isn’t hanging out.”

“Do you think I want to go to Leander’s place? I’m only going because Missy is. Just find a date so you don’t look like the only loser.”

“You don’t have a date either!” Garreth yelled, but Sebastian was already halfway out the door. Merlin’s chapped lips. The bloke would be decent, really, if not for the ego bigger than a planet.

“I’m sorry to bother you, Garreth…”

He jumped. You had magically reappeared again, avoiding eye contact but batting those lovely, luscious eyelashes.

“Could I trouble you for a napkin?”

“Yes! Of course!” He grabbed a wodge. “Here you go.”

“Thank you, and the coffee is really delicious.” You looked down at your gloves. “I really appreciate you making it for me.”

“You’re welcome.” His heart did a little triple-twist somersault. “Happy to help broaden your taste buds.”

You gave him another small, cute smile, which made his cheeks warm, before retreating again to leave—

Just find a date. Sebastian’s words decked him in the face. Holy moly. He was staring at the solution.

Like a drunk shotput, he flung himself out from behind the counter, narrowly missing Mrs Hecat taking her mint tea, and hurried after you.

“Wait, Prim—” he squeaked before you stepped out, then coughed out in his very deep, manly voice, “Er, ahem, wait, Prim.”

Your face brightened. “Is something wrong?”

“D’you want to go to a Halloween party tonight?” It popped out like a stealth fart. Merlin’s uvula! “I mean. Would you— maybe, if you want— but no pressure—”

“Yes!” you blurted. “Yes, that would be lovely.”

Quickly you scribbled a string of numbers onto some paper and tucked it into his pocket. What the hell is that? some inner voice piped, but then he realised you were so close he could smell the pumpkin spice on your breath, so you could’ve given him a used tissue for all he cared.

“Send me the details?” you whispered sensually.

“Yeah, already sending. I mean, I will. Send. The details.”

You gave him a cute wave on the way out, and once you were out of view, Garreth did a little dance.

“Don’t quit your day job,” muttered Hecat, rolling her eyes.

With Sebastian’s help, and some sort of portable communication device called a foan, Garreth found himself waiting outside the café five hours later when a sleek, green mechanical carriage roared around the corner and stopped abruptly at the pavement’s side. Sebastian rolled the window down – and his jaw snapped upwards with an almighty clack.

“What the hell are you wearing?”

“What?” said Garreth. “It’s a pumpkin costume.”

“You’re taking a girl, you knobhead! You’re meant to dress sexy! Like me!”

Tight trousers, a long, leather coat, and the criss-cross of belts over his bare chest…

“You’re barely dressed!”

“Exactly! Jesus, just get in.”

Garreth reluctantly slid into the passenger’s side. The carriage was so strange, with an angled front-facing window overlooking the road, plush, leather seats and a wheel that steered itself – allowing Sebastian the chance to snatch Garreth’s pumpkin hat and chuck it out the side. They were going so fast it practically vanished.

“Who’s this girl you’ve invited anyway? Is she fit?”

“I can’t comment on a woman’s weight,” he said, raising an eyebrow. “But she’s a customer. Cute.”

Sebastian hummed. “I’m impressed. Didn’t know you had game, Weasley.”

“I get my meat from the butchers, but thanks?”

Leander’s house was a giant three-storey mansion in the countryside, fed light down the driveway by a string of torches and a collection of dancing skeletons. Sebastian tossed the mechanical carriage into an awkward spot in the middle of the front courtyard.

In the darkness, the shape of you was palpable. With a shiny black one-piece that moulded perfectly to your curves and chest, and a pair of cute ears and eyeliner-drawn whiskers, Garreth’s brain became instant mush. You were… dressed like a cat. An attractive cat.

“I like your costume,” you said to him, once you met on the front steps. “Do I look okay?”

“Errrrr,” he stammered out. “Girl… yes… girl hot— I mean, girl thot— I mean— shit—”

Sebastian rolled his eyes. “Christ, Weasley. Let’s go in.”

The party was already booming. Rock music was blasting from open parlour, and mood lighting was creating a coalescent effect of red, blue and green marbling on the walls. Bodies were squished together and dancing. The host himself was front and centre, in only a sailor’s hat and a pair of skimpy shorts, getting drunk with Natty and Cress as a succubus and a nun who’d clearly lost the way.

Dragon dung, I really did miss the memo on costumes! Ugh, and his tights were so uncomfortable, too!

Sebastian peeled off his coat and chucked it at Garreth. “Go deposit that somewhere safe. If I find any cash missing, I’ll know which skint bastard to blame.”

He immediately dove into the bodies, probably looking for Missy, leaving you and Garreth with the coat like a plonker. You took Garreth’s hand suddenly – his haunches rose.

“Shall we go put that… somewhere private?”

Merlin’s coccyx. Garreth was about to die. Of glee.

“Leander has a coat room. This way.”

The place was fairly small despite the size of the house, and it was already jammed with a variety of fleeces, bags, capes, elaborate headgear and abandoned props. He tried to find a hook near the back but nearly tripped – you snatched his arm and pulled him close to steady him, and your breath, minty and fresh and enticing, whirled into his nose.

“Be careful,” you whispered in that sensual voice. “Let me do it.”

You took the coat and stretched around him, causing blood to rush up his neck. Pretty girl. Pretty costume. His brain managed only caveman utterances as a strong impulse to crush his lips to yours overwhelmed him. When you reached back, however, your hands wandered, going from the coat to his hair, dragging your fingers through like a comb. His mouth went dry tracing the silhouette of your body, and the look of hunger in your eyes.

“Prim—” he choked out.

You placed a finger to his lip. “Outside?”

He took your hand and marched you out front again. Good grief, it was happening. He didn’t make it one step down the courtyard before you pulled him down, meeting his lips with your own. The kiss was so unexpected and warm and amazing all the hesitation in his chest dissolved. His hands met your waist, his chest your own. You tasted like an addiction, poisonous and unyielding. He wanted more, so much more.

The kissing intensified. It was so chilly, yet he was burning up within, throwing himself willingly into the flames of you. Oblivious of the surroundings, he let himself be guided to wherever the hell you wanted. Your tongue skimmed the seam of his mouth and it took all his willpower not to moan. Was this Muggle Heaven? He fell back on something soft, flat out against – a leather seat?

You peeled yourself off as you threw the rest of him into the passenger’s seat of Sebastian’s Ferrari. Garreth yelped.

“Er, Prim—?”

In two seconds you were in the driver’s seat, and revving the engine. The Ferrari purred to life, and when you hit the accelerator, Garreth’s face mashed against the back of the seat.

“Prim! What the hell are you—?”

The carriage swerved left, pitching him sideways until he grabbed the headrest to steady himself. He screamed. Only when you were in some country road did you lurch to a stop. Garreth caught his breath.

“We could’ve just snogged in the courtyard, you know!”

You turned, casting him a sweet, ominous smile, and swung a key ring around your clawed finger. He stared at it, recognising the shape…

“Wait a second… that’s Sebastian’s knob!”

“Fob, Garreth,” you corrected. “And it’s mine now.”

“What? But—”

“I have to thank you, actually. He’s been a target for weeks but getting close to him was impossible… until I met you.” You pressed something on the dashboard and passenger door opened, letting in a rush of frigid air. “I can’t believe you’d break his trust.”

“But— I didn’t do anything!”

With one swift movement, you kicked Garreth square in the chest. He took the blow unprepared, tumbling into the cold and landing on the compacted mud with a thump.

“Sebastian will notice soon,” you said casually. “They’ll find your hair all over his coat. Don’t worry, I’ve confiscated your phone so you can’t contact anyone. Should give me a few hours leeway, but I’m sure he’ll notice you’re gone first. You’re not a bad kisser though.” You winked. “See you next time, gorgeous.”

The door sealed shut, and the metal carriage sped off, churning dust and smoke in Garreth’s face.

“And that’s how I was framed.”

Officer Singer stares at him like he’s become the pumpkin.

“You’re saying this girl Prim used you to steal the Ferrari from Mr Sallow?”

“Exactly right!”

“When she doesn’t exist?”

“What?”

“The number you texted isn’t in service. No record of her at any local business or university. You don’t even have a name?”

Garreth feels sweat drip from head to arse. “N-No, but I swear she’s real!”

“Yeah, okay, and I’m going home to feed my unicorn.”

“Unicorns are real too! And Sebastian saw her!”

“Mr Sallow did indeed see someone that night, but it was dark. She could’ve been any of the other party guests.”

“But she wasn’t—”

“I’m afraid the evidence is stacked against you.” Singer stands. “You’re under arrest for Ferrari-theft—”

“No, please!”

“— where you’ll face trial—”

“No!”

“— and then… Azkaban.”

“NOOOOO—”

“—OOOOOOOO!”

Pain shoots down his head and shoulders. Garreth gulps in a sharp breath and pries open his eyes – everything’s blurry, but he can just make out his legs stuck in the air and the rest of his body awkwardly folded between the foot of his bed and the floor. Except for undergarments, he’s arse-naked. Everything’s spinning, his hair’s dishevelled, and his innards feel like they might quickly become outards.

“Garreth! Are you all right?”

A vague shape above him crystallises into you, staring down at him with a hand over your mouth. You’re barely dressed, just a thin nightgown.

“Prim… what…?”

“I told you that potion was a bad idea,” you scold, helping him onto the bed’s edge. “Enhancing your dreams… try nightmares! I tried shaking you and nothing worked! You just sat there and drooled for thirty minutes!”

“Wait— so…” Everything was a dream? That tavern with the weird masheen and Sebastian’s metal carriage and you being a cat burglar but not the cute kind—

“Prim,” he pulls you into a hug, “Merlin’s nappy rash, I love you. I love you just the way you are.”

“Er…” You pat him on the back. “I love you too?”

“And I will be the best boyfriend ever as long as you never to get me arrested for a Ferrari!”

You fix him a sweet, if exasperated smile.

“You know I would never try to get you arrested, Garreth. Whatever you saw in your nightmare wasn’t real.”

And thank goodness for that. He sags and rests his forehead against yours.

“I’m never drinking that potion again.”

“That sounds like a very wise idea,” you say. “I do have to ask though… what’s a Ferrari?”

Garreth kisses your nose.

“I have absolutely no idea.”

Fin.

My eternal gratitude to CharlesSTBeaufort for fielding all my annoying car questions. Please like and reblog if you enjoyed! <3

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[cloudychao]

I love the hedgehog hobbit I made and I imagine my sonadow family living there altogether. I want to describe a typical day in the family if they were all normal and alive.

Everyone can cook breakfast except Sonic and Helios. They are two peas in a pod when it comes to consuming food and not knowing many recipes. Instead, Shadow and Artemis do the cooking while Ventus tries to help while making a bit of a mess.

"Either help or get out!" Shadow shouts at his youngest while it levitates a knife around the kitchen from its stool. Arty rolls her eyes while she goes back to shredding the chicken.

"Papa, you're such a killjoy. It would be so much easier if you let me do it." Venny smirks and has the whole chicken fall apart in Arty's hands. She glares at his antics and goes to set the table.

"We agreed that you should only do that while we're sparring. Hurry up and prepare the tacos."

On their free times, each go off on their own. Sonic goes to wherever his heart takes him before dinnertime while Shadow reads some novels with a cup of coffee. Helios takes up a sport of whatever he is feeling, Arty paints at the chao gardens, and Venny goes to town to see some old friends.

Ventus grins as they twirl a few rings. It decided to visit its favorite casinos to win some games. Roulette, cards, and crane machines are just so easy. A little chaos energy doesn't hurt the chances too. They let the casino keep their funds though since it is not heroic to keep stealing from those places.

Instead, Venny stole some rings off the jerks who tried to hit it. Sure, it was cheating but it is not like it kept the winnings. No need to throw a fist. A kunai levitation here and there shut them up real quick to take a few rings. Hopefully none of his dad's friends hear about it.

Whenever Sonic and Shadow need alone time from the kids, they go outside and stargaze. The kids make fun of them for being so old and cheesy, but sometimes they like to stargaze too.

[sonicasura]

Out of all the Transformers iterations, Bayverse Autobots and Decepticons are most likely to get turned into Bakugan. The old school style toys with more simplified play style. Not the shitty reboots that get worse every time.

Both sides would HATE it cause they are tiny gumball sized toys with barely little resemblance to themselves in ball/toy form. All the colorless gray bots get a new paint job as attributes are given at random. The more aggressive ones like Ironhide or Megatron take it a lot worse as a pockets have become the equivalent of baby jail.

Want to make the situation even more chaotic? Put all of them under a single human's care and said person being the only one who can allow them to (temporarily) assume their true form. A very weird situation since the game there is completely normal card game, not the TV show/videogame variants.

The war definitely ain't continuing unless the newly dubbed 'Bakugan Bots' or 'Bakubots' want to get thrown in the time-out for misbehaving. Let them get forced to get along for two years as forced found family is hilarious. Then toss everyone into a different Transformers iteration and watch the fireworks.

Bakubots alongside their human partner trying to survive as these versions aren't stuck in a toy form plus but are still fighting too. Meanwhile both factions are so fucking confused by this strange fleshie who can summon peculiar Cybertronians that radiate strange energy. (And share very familiar names or similar behavior.)

I love chaos plus this thought wouldn't leave me alone. Lol

Edit: Extra details cause why the fuck not?

-Q and Wheeljack are separate bots, not the same person.

-Only faction aligned bots are in this situation. Neutral such as Scourge aren't. Sentinel ain't here since he takes advantage of both factions and thus Neutral Evil. Fallen is also Neutral Evil.

-Minicons/Cassettes function as Bakugan Traps. Thus they have multiple elements to benefit from Ability and Gate Cards in return for their non-existent power.

-Size doesn't equal strength. Only power/Gs matter in a fight.

-Gate Cards can be set whenever and wherever. Only 3 are allowed out so one has to activate before another can be added.

-What each Attribute is. Pyrus: Fire, Aquos: Water, Haos: Light, Ventus: Wind, Darkus: Dark and Subterra: Earth.

I looked up a wiki for the entire cast below as I haven't watched the movies in years.

Autobots

Optimus Prime- Pyrus

Bumblebee- Haos

Ironhide- Subterra

Ratchet- Ventus

Jazz- Darkus

Elita-1- Haos

Arcee- Pyrus

Chromia- Aquos

Mudflap- Subterra

Skids- Ventus

Jolt- Haos

Bulkhead- Pyrus

Evac- Darkus

Jetfire- Ventus

Wheelie- Subterra/Pyrus

Brains- Aquos/Haos

Stratosphere- Ventus

Air Raid- Haos

Breakaway- Darkus

Silverbolt- Subterra

Mirage- Pyrus

Sideswipe- Pyrus

Sunstreaker- Haos

Crosshairs- Ventus

Hound- Subterra

Drift- Aquos

Q- Aquos

Wheeljack- Ventus

Roadbuster- Pyrus

Leadfoot- Subterra

Hot Rod- Pyrus

Topspin- Ventus

Grimlock- Pyrus

Snarl- Ventus

Scorn- Darkus

Slash- Pyrus

Slog- Subterra

Slug- Aquos

Strafe- Haos

Decepticons

Megatron- Darkus

Starscream- Ventus

Soundwave-Aquos

Frenzy- Darkus/Subterra

Ravage-Darkus/Pyrus

Lazerbeak- Darkus/Ventus

Shockwave- Darkus

Bonecrusher- Subterra

Blackout- Ventus

Scorponok- Subterra

Barricade- Pyrus

Brawl- Haos

Sideways- Haos

Mixmaster- Aquos

Scavenger- Subterra

Overload- Pyrus

Rampage- Darkus

Hightower- Ventus

Long Haul- Subterra

Scrapper- Haos

Hook- Subterra

Driller- Subterra/Haos

Igor- Haos

Nitro Zeus- Pyrus

Mohawk- Aquos

Crankcase- Subterra

Crowbar- Darkus

Berserker- Ventus

Hatchet- Subterra

Devcon- Aquos

Stinger- Pyrus

Grindor- Subterra

[nirgilis]

SRNHNR Extra 2 - Ravus/Hope and Lauriam/Baldr

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Extra 1

Lauriam and Baldr's similarity to Ravus, mostly due to tragic siblings stories, was pointed out by many people, but through FNC there might be more.

1) Lauriam

1.1) Both pairs of siblings have a degree of flower-theme.

1.2) FNC myth states that Bhunivelze killed his mother Mwynn and when created Etro in Mwynn's image gave her no power, as due to recembling his mother he feared her.

Etro recembles Mwynn and narratively sometimes they interchange. Loss of the mother is a rather major theme for both Ravus and Hope, and around both of them there're characters who are Mwynn or Etro, or both at a different time.

Lauriam and Strelitzia in a way look like inverted Lightning and Hope, with Strelitzia being "Mwynn/Etro" like Lightning, as she says very similar words to Lauriam to the ones Lightning once said to Hope.

Hope's response to Lightning about her fulfilling her side more times than she knows might be somewhat fitting in KH too, as in the form of Marluxia Lauriam wields a scythe like Bhunivelze with them both having "Doom" among their abilities.

While Angel of Death Strelitzia might be similar to Etro, who's often depicted with wings as an Angel, but she's the Goddess of Death, who in a way might be "watching Bhunivelze's back" by sustaining the cycle of death and rebirth.

1.3) Larxene might've been based on FF7's Elena, but given her relationships with Lauriam in some way Elrena might be similar to Hope's assistant in FF13-2 Alyssa. It might be that in VS13 character analogous to Elrena/Alyssa was supposed to be Aranea.

Alyssa wasn't supposed to survive events of FF13-1 and existed only because of time paradoxes, while Elrena wasn't chosen as a Dandelion but survived due to crossing paths with Lauriam. Both cases feature traveling to the future in capsules.

1.4) Ventus under darkness' influence killing Strelitzia is reminiscent of Noctis killing Luna in "Omen" trailer.

Lauriam and Ravus both blame and lash out at Ventus/Noctis when they learn they sister died because of or for them, to the point that Lauriam gets in a fight with other Dandelions and Ravus with Ignis.

But as they calm down they forgive Ventus/Noctis and come to understanding that they care about them.

Bhunivelze didn't initially know/understand that Chaos was needed to sustain the world. Lauriam saying that he needed a "tanglible" target of his anger might be similar to Bhunivelze who hated/feared Chaos because he couldn't see and control it.

In a way what Lauriam says to unconsious Ventus might be what Ravus couldn't to Noctis.

2) Baldr

2.1) Baldr and Hoder resemble KK-L and KK-D, what like with other pairs of siblings makes them complimentary opposites. Since Hoder apart from Red has Blue outline of her dress, it might make her recemble both.

2.2) Hoder protecting Baldr is reminiscent of how Queen Sylva/Aera protected Ravus/Ardyn.

2.3) Baldr being isolated and consumed by darkness thinking of Hoder's death might be similar to how Bhunivelze tortured Hope with illusions of Lightning, isolated him in the Ark and eventually merged with him.

2.4) Lower classmates going to Underworld to search for Upperclassmates but also finding Hoder there, might be in a way along with FNC myth, that Bhunivelze wanted to enter Unseen Realm to finish his fight with Mwynn, and FF15's Pitioss Ruins, which are supposed to tell a story of someone going to underworld/Unseen Realm.

Hoder asking Xehanort for a favor, possibly to "save" Baldr, might be similar to how Yeuls/Shiva asked Lightning/Noctis to save Caius/Ifrit from their sufferings. Hoder/Yeuls/Shiva are all dead but still by different means linger in living world and some were part of the reason why Baldr/Caius became this way.

[wardingshout]

hey OP hope work is going well :D

as is usual everything breaks when I show up (I promise it's never anything I do!!!) so it's all chaos but I'm excited to be back! :D

apparently work clothing is tough if you aren't tall-average to tall sized but I have been gifted with a Fresh Winter Fit so I am Living

have a 2022 Ventus I found bc I love him!

I also hope ur work or whatever else ur doing is going well anon!! :D

[creatorbiaze]

They’re both so (insert high pitched squeal)

laying on my stomach head in my hands kicking my feet like a school girl

I need to know everything about them please

and please draw Z more they’re so pretty

-hopeless anon

hehehehe :>

I talk about Vizerxa a lot but not much about Z, I'll gladly explain them both :>>

and i will :D eventually-

Their stories & stuff r below the cut bc i rambled a shitton

So, Vizerxa is a Salhan Draconic from Amist Memoriam, a now-fallen Kingdom. she was the second born daughter of Queen Fractal & Arctos Carmine (Arctos is from Magia Titulari, a now fallen kingdom as well, and he & Fractal were arranged to be together since the Carmine family is known for having notably strong magic powers, and Fractal is highly focused on being powerful and "above".) Vizerxa was supposed to be the Salhan deity of Darkness & Death, but Sidera is Sidera and fucked her story up bc she was gonna be too powerful. They did this by causing Vizerxa's powers to malfunction at ~10 yrs old, making Vizerxa also lose the use of her wings.

For most of her life she trained with Clara Ventus, a powerful Zypherin (essentially a general) to instead train the ice magic she has from her father. Fractal was Not Impressed with Vizerxa though & for the most part ignored her, leaving Phoenix (the royal advisor) & Clara to mostly raise her since Arctos was generally absent.

Vizerxa has two siblings; Lucidi, the biological older sibling, and Videns, adopted younger sibling.

Lucidi was the final ruler of Amist Memoriam after Fractal died, and around the time of Lucidi claiming the throne Light Song decided it'd be a good time to target Amist Memoriam to conquer it. Light Song normally does this by getting the second born on her side & destroying the stability of the royal family and/or the royal court. Vizerxa originally refused, until Clara (at that point her main, if not only, support) went missing. Vizerxa then finally decided to join Light Song if LS promised to make Vizerxa a Deity.

All three of the royal siblings died on February 12th, 1432 in earth years, and joined LS's Pantheon. A few years after, Light Song destroyed Amist Memoriam, and Vizerxa still blames herself since she'd thought LS would spare the kingdom.

Vizerxa became the Deity of Strategy and Observation, which also means she was the weakest Deity power wise and strength wise, since neither domain actually gives her any power boosts other than making her smarter. Around 20 years after joining the Fallen, Vizerxa changed her name from Vivere (her birth name) to Vizerxa.

Mendacium Deorum, deity of Chaos and Lies, trained Vizerxa to make her better in battle, and when Aella joined the Fallen, Vizerxa also took some strategies and habits from her (mainly the ambush attacks).

For most of her time serving Light Song, Vizerxa was the strategist that just silently watched from the shadows, even though she despises LS especially after she found out LS killed Clara (and in a rather brutal way too). Zelura offered her a way to change this, and gave Vizzy the ability to create Emblems like a Megaversal Deity can. She used this to start slowly syphoning magic from Light Song, who marks all Fallen Deities with a false-emblem. Over time, LS slowly grows weaker, and Vizerxa... technically doesn't gain anything since she can't use Light Song's magic.

she also was the one that made the strategies that destroyed the Deorum Pantheon after Regina, the leader, declared war on the Fallen & Celestial Pantheons.

Since Light Song is so incredibly cruel (which is putting it lightly), Vizerxa absolutely hates herself for just watching from the sidelines for most of LS's crimes. She had to pretend to be LS's true ally in order to stay close to her.

After around 580 or so years, Light Song's power was drained enough & in a battle against the Celestial Pantheon, Vizerxa took the chance and killed her. She took the place as Leader of the Fallen Pantheon, but was bedridden for almost an entire year due to the power syphon being cut off plus Amatus's loyalty curse making her deathly weak. The only reason she survived is because she was already dead. After she recovered, she started peace treaties and negotiations with the Celestial Pantheon.

Also relatively recently (within the past 100 years) she adopted Ezeri & Xiqui, her children, after finding them in a snowstorm (i have the short story up, Accidental Adoption :>). I don't think I've said it before, but the two are actually spirits, Vizerxa found them shortly after their death when they didn't yet go to the Spirit Realm.

There's also another part of her story i'm considering just removing since I'm considering making the Ancients even less involved, so her Crystal Wings power is either from Omnia, the Ancient Deity of salha, or Zelura, Incarnation of Chaos and Karma, as an attempt to get Vizerxa's trust. The crystal wings used to be glowing purple crystals that looked like floating feathered wings, but every time Vizerxa causes a death, indirectly or directly, the crystals crack and another glowing red string appears between the shards. Currently, due to Vizerxa causing the deaths of multiple kingdoms, her Wings are unrecognizable and frankly terrifying.

Out of the Fallen Pantheon, Star Seer and Aella are the only ones Vizerxa truly trusts. She dislikes Blood Moon and Amatus (& they dislike her in return), and she's neutral about Snow Sky and Path Changer.

She hates Evex, leader of Abyss's Pantheon, and also gets along poorly with Dawn Shadow (salhan god of death).

Clara is the only person Vizerxa truly calls a friend, and she's very close with Videns.

Z is an anomaly to my worlds, and the head historian & technical god of the archives. No one knows exactly what they are or where they're from, and Z doesn't remember either. Z is also the "only" entity with orange eyes, and has a weird uncanny valley effect on all Other-Realm & Drakerivelm characters, including other historians.

luckily, I do know; Z is from Xalau's Worlds (which for most of time have been unknown & locked away from the rest of my worlds). Z is a Xekolu (false angel) who "fell" due to actually protecting the human they were following (Venenum). Xekolus are not supposed to interfere at all, and Z found that stupid. They fell deathly sick, and the only reason they survived is because of Zelura offering Z a chance to survive if they follow Zelura. Z, having no other option, agreed. Z & Venenum both went to Other-Realm when the barrier between Xalau's worlds and the rest was weaker.

Z's main power is the ability to control and manipulate their own blood, and are one of 2 characters of mine with blood related powers. Since they're a historian, their blood also evaporates, so even if they make, say, blood chains, they only really last long enough for Z to escape.

Historians are entities that are not allowed to interfere with the rest of the Realms, and travel through time to record historical events from a completely unbiased perspective. Most of them avoid social interaction anyways, or were unable to do many other jobs (for example Velkure, a blind and very weak origin, is a historian because it's honestly the safest job they CAN have. they mostly just sort things in the Archives and help the other Historians.)

Z wears their mask when they interact with others, since their eyes are the source of most of the uncanny feeling. No one's certain how they can see through the mask.

They're also able to control & alter the Archives, and are able to freeze time for short periods.

And fun fact; Z is an alias made from just shortening Z's full name, but i think it's more fun if you guys dont know their full name, same as the characters in-universe ;>

.... you can pretty easily see which character I spend more time thinking about...

[cashewally-sarcastic]

Venti: Now that Decarabian is gone, want to see my siblings?

Ventus: Oh!!! That sounds nice.

Jean's Ancestor: As long as its quick, we are still laying the foundations for the new city

Amos: Hey do you guys also hear something-

*a wave of little wind sprites appear out of nowhere, their ochestra of chirps crowding around their sibling's new 'human' form and their sibling's friends*

Cue Ventus having a blanket of little wisps perching on him. He's internally going "I CAN'T HOLD ONTO ALL OF THEM 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 WHY MUST I ONLY HAVE TWO HANDS"

Wisp pile :)

999 little wisps erupt from over the hills, they are unstoppable little creatures of chaos <3

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